"Fuck! You're fucking scaring me!"

He Jiarong laughed angrily, looked at Chen Ping with a ferocious expression, and shouted: "I, He Jiarong, are not scared! You are a waste, Aunt Lan told me personally! Who do you think you are? Call a few people, wear a

Is it fucking society to wear a suit? Believe it or not, if Chen Ping dares to touch me today, you will be hacked to death as soon as you walk out of the hotel door!"

Where does this Chen Ping get the confidence to dare to talk to him like this?

identity?

You have a fucking identity!

"Oh? So you mean you don't believe in evil?"

Chen Ping grinned, his smile cruel.

"Haha, Chen Ping, I admit that I underestimated you, but in this land of Shangjiang, there is no one who I dare not touch, He Jiarong! And no one who dares to touch me, He Jiarong!"

He Jiarong sneered, now he didn't care about the killer sitting on the sofa at all.

Does he really dare to kill himself?

What awaits them is disaster!

Of course, what He Jiarong said about being directly hacked to death was an exaggeration, but it was not an exaggeration.

His second uncle, He Kunlong, is a well-known local gangster!

All black!

play hard!

I have committed many crimes, but I am still living well and still the third dragon in Shangjiang!

Among these nine dragons, He Kunlong is the most hateful, cruel and bloody one!

Once, because I was eating hot pot, I fell in love with someone else's waiter and forced him to serve me. I poured the pan of oil on the person and finally led others to maim the whole family!

He is such a vicious person, no one dares to mess with him!

With his second uncle here, He Jiarong is very confident.

In the picture, Chen Ping said calmly: "No one dares to touch you? Then I really have to give it a try."

After saying that, Chen Ping's voice suddenly became extremely cold, and he only said: "Palm mouth."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Jiarong in the villa felt like he was being targeted by a ferocious beast!

He turned around and saw that the killer had already stood up from the sofa, the dagger in his hand flashing with cold light.

"You, what do you want to do? Don't come over! Don't listen to him, my second uncle is He Kunlong!"

He Jiarong was still very scared. He slumped on the ground with a guilty conscience and kept crawling into the corner.

But!

Snap! Snap!

"He Jiarong, look, I've touched you now, please try touching me."

Chen Ping smiled coldly.

Blood continued to flow from He Jiarong's mouth, and he stammered and slurred: "Chen Ping... you are finished... I want my second uncle to kill you!"

Then, He Jiarong climbed to the coffee table, took out his cell phone, and called his second uncle.

Chen Ping did not stop him, but in the hotel, he glanced at Zheng Tai who walked in from the door and asked: "How are you preparing?"

Zheng Tai stood respectfully opposite Chen Ping at this time, bent down and said: "Mr. Chen, everything is ready and waiting for your order."

Chen Ping nodded, his eyes clear.

Chen Ping already knew the details about He Jiarong clearly.

As for He Kunlong, Chen Ping also knew about it and had asked Zheng Tai about it.

Zheng Tai stood in front of Chen Ping, glanced at Brother Lang and the others who were beaten to a state of disgrace in the suite, and asked: "Mr. Chen, Director Qiao asked me to ask you, do you need help from the family?"

Chen Ping glanced at Zheng Tai and said, "Can't you deal with He Kunlong?"

Cold sweat broke out on Zheng Tai's forehead, and he lowered his head and said, "If it's just He Kunlong, I can definitely deal with it. However, behind He Kunlong, there is a big family in Jinling backing him. I'm afraid that if a fight breaks out, I

These people can’t be suppressed.”

Jinling’s big family?

This He family seems to be really not simple.

Chen Ping stood up, walked to the large floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the night view of Shangjiang, and said after a while: "Let Lao Qiao prepare. If something happens, the family members in Shangjiang will be mobilized at any time. This time, I want the He family to be destroyed!

No matter who is standing behind him, I have to let them know that I, Chen Ping, am not a soft persimmon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ping suddenly asked: "Which family in Jinling?"

Zheng Tai said with a bitter look on his face: "I haven't found it yet. It's very mysterious. I've never seen him in Shangjiang. He Kunlong has always contacted him alone."

Chen Ping nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Then force the person behind it to show up.

Chen Ping did not allow any hidden dangers to exist around him.

At the same time, He Jiarong had already called He Kunlong and cried: "Second uncle! Save me! Save me quickly!"

He Kunlong was currently entertaining his brothers in the venue below to celebrate the birth of a precious son by his third aunt.

Suddenly, he received a call from his nephew. He looked unhappy and asked: "Jia Rong, what happened? You are in such a panic. Does anyone dare to mess with you?"

"Second uncle! Save me! Someone wants to kill me!"

He Jiarong shouted in panic, bursting into tears.

He Kunlong also realized the seriousness of the problem. He slammed the table and roared: "Who doesn't have eyes dares to bully our He family and is seeking death!"

With his roar, more than a dozen banquet tables in the hall, all seated by He Kunlong's brothers, all stood up angrily!

The scene is huge!

Next to He Kunlong was a lady holding a baby. She went down directly with the help of a wet nurse.

He Kunlong asked clearly for the address, hung up the phone directly, picked up the Moutai on the table, and drank it all!

Snapped!

After slamming the bottle to the ground, He Kunlong shook off the mink velvet on his body, revealing a strong figure covered with tattoos, a green dragon!

Speaking of He Kunlong, he has really been around since he was a child, fighting and killing, and has seen all kinds of scenes!

There were more than a dozen stab wounds on his body and two deep scars on his face, which still remain to this day.

So, some people privately call He Kunlong, Erdaolong!

Because he only needs two knives to kill someone, one in the heart and one in the neck.

"Brother Long, who bullied us, Young Master He? Brothers, chop him down!"

"To offend the He family is to seek death!"

"Brother Long, in one word, all the brothers will be with you!"

The room was full, and there were more than a dozen tables, filled with fierce-looking socialites, all with tattoos.

He Kunlong shouted angrily: "Damn it! Bullying the He family has never happened! Give me a copy of the Marriott Hotel! Tear it down!"

With a roar, the whole room, at least hundreds of brothers, all pulled out their wrapped long knives from under the table and from the warehouse!

The roars were so loud that the whole street could hear them.

All passers-by were running away in panic at this moment.

He Kunlong led the way and was about to get up when suddenly, his cell phone rang with a video call.

Connected.

"Who the hell is that?"

He Kunlong has a bad temper. In the picture, he sees a young man, only in his twenties, sitting on the sofa.

Who the hell is this?

However, the next second, the man in the picture spoke.

"He Kunlong, I am the one you are looking for now. Let me introduce myself. My name is Chen Ping. Well, He Jiarong was beaten by me, but at least he is safe now."

He Kunlong's face suddenly turned cold and he said angrily: "It's you! Good boy, if you dare to mess with my He family, you will be the end of your life today!"

Chen Ping smiled slightly and said: "He Kunlong, I'm just giving you a warning, don't wade into this muddy water, otherwise, I guarantee, today will be your death day! It is also the death day of your He family!"

"Are you fucking scaring me?"

He Kunlong was furious and shouted: "This is Shangjiang, this is my territory, He Kunlong! Who do you think you are, Chen Ping? You wait for me, I will take people to find you now, I want to see what the hell you can do

You can’t kill me!”

"Really? Let's wait and see."
To be continued...