At this moment, the whole hall was completely silent and you could hear a pin drop!

The scene just now was so weird. This seemingly ordinary and handsome young man had his sternum shattered with just a gentle press.

This kind of strength is really unbelievable.

Everyone held their breath and looked at An Ziping in horror.

"Brother Tiger..."

The young man lying on the ground dying spoke with difficulty. But before he finished speaking, his eyes widened and his whole body trembled.

Pfft~~~

A column of blood spurted out of his throat, and he died.

Dead!!

The people watching around were startled and fled away one after another.

An Ziping stood there with an indifferent expression.

At the same time, in a VIP room on the third floor of the club, two men were standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows and looking down.

From their position, they could clearly see the scene below, including An Ziping's actions.

After seeing this scene, one of the middle-aged men's face turned as black as ink, and his fists clenched loudly.

His eyes were deep and gleaming with a hint of coldness, and there was a hint of violence in his body.

It is Li Hu, the leader of Spark Group.

"Where did this kid come from? How dare he cause trouble in my territory!" Li Hu's tone was very cold. There was murderous intent in his eyes.

Then he took out his walkie-talkie and prepared to call more people over.

"Wait, Mr. Tiger"

At this time, the old man in Tang suit next to him stopped him.

"I see that this person is so skilled. He is probably an ancient warrior. He could break someone's sternum with just one push. He must have practiced Cun Jin and other martial arts. He is at least a warrior in the early stage of external strength.

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The old man in Tang suit stroked his beard and said.

"What? A master of external strength?" After hearing this, Li Hu frowned into a Sichuan shape.

Although he is the top tycoon in Ningnan City and is not afraid of anyone, these are only for ordinary people.

Facing the ancient warriors, he had an invisible fear.

Because the ancient warriors do not abide by various rules, they only obey the strong. And once the ancient warriors anger them, they will even take destructive actions. This is where the ancient warriors are cruel.

Moreover, the truly powerful among the ancient warriors are transcendent from the world and possess unpredictable power. They are a group of extremely special beings.

Just like the top masters in martial arts novels.

In modern society, there are very few ancient warriors. After all, these people not only need to spend huge resources to train, but also must have talents. Such people are rare.

For example, the old man in front of me, Mo Jianming, is an ancient warrior and has reached the late stage of external strength.

This time I invited him here just to cooperate with his Weiyang Martial Arts School and train some thugs for myself.

Mo Jianming smiled calmly, looking like an expert from outside the world, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this man is young and does not have much of a warrior aura. He must have just entered the realm of a warrior, and his cultivation level is only at the early stage of external strength.

In this case, you can make me a cup of tea and I'll be there when I go."

"Thank you, Master Mo. Master Mo has solved this matter, and Li will be rewarded generously!" Upon seeing this, Li Hu quickly clasped his fists and expressed gratitude.

"Well, that's easy to talk about." Mo Jianming waved his hand, indicating to Li Hu to wait for a moment, then turned and left.

Seeing Mo Jianming strolling leisurely in the courtyard, Li Hu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more relaxed.

"Humph, no matter what your background is, you have to explain it here today!"

Mo Jianming looked at An Ziping below and said sinisterly, with a sinister and sinister tone in his voice.

Downstairs, after An Ziping finished dealing with the tattooed young man, he was ready to continue upstairs.

But at this moment, he felt a warrior aura coming from him.

When I looked up, I saw an old man in Tang suit slowly walking up the stairs.

The old man's pace was very steady, neither fast nor slow, but it gave people a great pressure.

"Look, it's Director Mo of Weiyang Martial Arts School!"

Seeing Mo Jianming appear, someone in the crowd below suddenly exclaimed. It seemed that he knew Mo Jianming.

At this time, another person on the side was also full of shock, "I didn't expect his old man to be here."

"Who is this Director Mo?" someone asked in confusion after hearing the two people exclaiming.

"Director Mo is the director of the most popular martial arts gym in the north of the city. It is said that he practices the southern style of Hong Quan. Last time I was in the martial arts gym, I saw him giving training to the students. He could cut three centimeters with one punch.

The thick steel plate exploded. It was so tight."

"Oh? Is it really that strong?" After hearing this person say this, some people were obviously a little doubtful.

After all, how much strength does a three-centimetre-thick steel plate require?

"Why are you lying to me? I even recorded it with my mobile phone." Seeing everyone's doubts, the man immediately took out his mobile phone, pulled out the video and showed it to everyone.

"Holy shit, it's really amazing." After watching the video, everyone no longer doubted Mo Jianming's strength and exclaimed in admiration.

At this time, everyone's eyes were turned to An Ziping. Now a real master appeared, and they were ready to see what An Ziping would do.

However, An Ziping still stood there with an indifferent expression.

After Mo Jianming appeared on the stage, he enjoyed the comments from the audience. He was in a very comfortable mood. He couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth, and then looked towards An Ziping.

When he saw An Ziping's calm face, he was also secretly surprised. He didn't expect that this young man would be so calm after hearing his story. It seemed that he was not simple.

So he stepped forward and said with a smile: "My little friend, I don't know if there is any misunderstanding between you and Mr. Li. Why don't you give me some face and let's sit down and talk about it?"

He looked like a martial arts master. Everyone nodded secretly when they saw this. His demeanor showed that he was a master.

Hearing this, An Ziping just shook his head slightly, "Who do you think you are, that you are worthy of me giving you face?"

Um?

As soon as these words came out, everyone thought they had heard wrongly. They all stared at An Ziping with their eyes wide open, and then looked at An Ziping with monster-like eyes.

This is the director of Weiyang Martial Arts Hall, an ancient warrior! In their eyes, he is like a heavenly being.

Unexpectedly, An Ziping was insulted like this, which made everyone curse secretly. They felt that An Ziping was too arrogant and did not take Weiyang Martial Arts School seriously.

Even Li Hu on the third floor couldn't help but sneered,

"Haha, young people are young people, they are always so arrogant and domineering in everything they do!"

Mo Jianming was stunned for a moment, then became furious.

"Shu Zi is looking for death!"

Mo Jianming was instantly furious, and then his whole body exuded a terrifying aura, like a beast waking up.

The surrounding temperature seemed to drop at this moment, and all the onlookers stepped back.
Chapter completed!