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Seeing this, the trio of Demon Division relieved their efforts again.

Watching Zhang Ping draw the knife with relish.

The five young Patriarchs were already scared to death, and their scalps were numb from the wave after wave of aftermath.

Even the young master of the Zhao family, whose hands were severed, seemed to have forgotten the pain at this moment.

Staring blankly at the country bumpkin who had just unleashed the power of the knife, there was no emotion in his eyes anymore.

There is only endless fear left.

The heads of the Patriarchs sank, and their faces were extremely solemn.

At the beginning, it hit the air with one blow, and seeing the country bumpkin's whole body shattered, I thought it was nothing more than that.

However, after recovering in an instant, another slash came, and it even took five people to work together to break it. This is simply unimaginable!
No wonder Deng Liang would slander Zhang Ping as a monster, and the Patriarchs couldn't help but think this way.

This is simply not what people should do!

The killing intent in my heart is boundless, almost overflowing.

However, at this moment, the five patriarchs who are in charge of a family of thousands of people dare not move anymore.

Although I really wanted to kill this townsman very strongly in my heart.

But the three team leaders of the Demon Slayer Division behind him were not vegetarians.

Although the Patriarchs were impulsive and wanted to destroy Mosi's golden body, they were not without their brains.

From the very beginning when he urged his family members to join the field to the next five people joining forces to attack, it was all a test.

Test whether Lei Ming and Chu Kuang will do it.

not at all!
Even though the people in the lower city were knocked into the air at first, and looked like they were going to die, they didn't do anything.

Combined with their strange expressions before, the Patriarchs feel that they have remembered it.

This city dweller who read Wangqijing and wrote Daoshengjing obviously came out to fish!

If he did it himself, the three people who were standing would have to do it.

If they were really caught by the people from the lower city in front of them, these five families would be expelled tonight.

Although angry, but thinking of this, everyone broke out in a cold sweat at the same time.

Dog-day-'s slayer is good at calculating!
Being able to be the head of the family is proficient in calculations, and after calculations and calculations, they all come to a passing result.

And Zhang Ping, who was supposed to be fishing, was preparing for a big fight, but found that the several Patriarchs had stopped fighting.

The young patriarchs, who were supporting themselves by the old ones, were about to leave.

Zhang Ping was puzzled.

I haven't done anything yet, and you're done?

The huge scene and momentum of the Jin family from the beginning to the present appear bleak in the picture of people leaving in desperation.

Lei Ming came up and patted Zhang Ping on the shoulder.

"How about it, have you seen the skills of the people in Zhongcheng?"

Feeling relieved, Zhang Ping nodded.

It's not really a brainless reckless man, after a quick review in his mind, Zhang Ping also understood the thoughts of the Patriarchs.

People from Xiacheng and Zongmen can't compare to this ability of step by step, accepting good things when they are good, avoiding bad luck, and stopping losses in time.

Even the Patriarchs in the lower city are just people who seem to have great ambitions, but in fact they care about everything to the extreme in their bones.

Although the Patriarchs of Zhongcheng have reached a very high martial arts level in this area, they are still cautious.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this caution that they can become Patriarch level people.

Zhang Ping put away the knife, feeling a little regretful.

After finally having the opportunity to communicate with the Bacheng warrior, the result was anticlimactic.

"Brother Zhang Ping, let's compete again when we have time later."

Song Heng saw that Zhang Ping was not in high spirits, so he took the initiative to speak to him.

Zhang Ping's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

"It was too closed before, next time we will be fully open, and we will have a real fight."

Song Henghan smiled: "No problem!"

Looking at Song Heng's heartfelt smile, Zhang Ping sighed in his heart that maybe he really likes fighting. .

The warriors holding torches dispersed with the Patriarch of the Jin family, and Hei Ye found his home ground again.

With the only bright moonlight shining, Lei Ming clapped his hands: "Okay, let's withdraw today and go back to rest."

"Zhang Ping, Great Elder, you two come with me."

Saying farewell to Chu Kuang and Song Heng, Zhang Ping and the First Elder followed Lei Ming through an alley.

In less than a stick of incense, several people stopped in front of a house.

Lei Ming took out two keys on a copper ring from his pocket and handed them to the elder.

"Let's live in it from now on, the house assigned by the Exorcist has already been settled for you."

The Great Elder thanked him, and went to unlock the lock by moonlight.

Zhang Ping took two steps back and looked at the outside of the house.

It's much smaller than the gate of Zhang's house, but it looks quiet. There are only two houses in the front and back of the alley, so it won't be noisy on weekdays.

Although the Department of Exorcism, as a large department that monitors the world, should not be short of money, even a house is given away.

But Lei Ming made arrangements for himself early on, and Zhang Ping benefited from the practice of doing everything by himself.

I am very grateful to Lei Ming.

"Hey, we are all at the same level, thanks for the hammer."

"In the future, if you see some people who are not long-sighted threatening Midtown, remember to get rid of them."

"It's worth anything."

Patting on the shoulder, Lei Ming left gracefully.

Looking at the tall figure, Zhang Ping stopped for a long time.

"A threat to Midtown..."

To be honest, Zhang Ping doesn't like Midtown.

It seems to be prosperous, but it is full of unspeakable setbacks.

Although it is impossible to generalize, Zhang Ping came to Zhongcheng in less than a day, and encountered all these things.

However, as his job, Zhang Ping was still happy to help the Exorcist.

Martial arts are respected, and they don't engage in those messy things, which is very army-like.

The great elder who had already walked around the house came out and invited his young master to come in.

"This house is really nice. There are four rooms in one room, kitchen and bathroom, etc. There is a small pond in the back."

The joyful expression of the Great Elder was obviously very satisfied with this place.

"Hey, back then I only got [-] spirit stones in exchange for two cars of money, but now I have a house, it's really profitable, it's really profitable!"

"Sure enough, it is the young master who is wise and martial, and the martial arts are prosperous, which is why we are now brilliant and fruitful!"

After not flattering for a long time, the skill of the Great Elder has declined a bit.

Zhang Ping smiled happily, sent the first elder to sleep, and walked into the largest main room by himself.

The quilts, tables and stools in the house, and even the cups and plates on the table are brand new.

I reached out and touched it, and it was spotless.

It was obvious that someone came to clean and replace it every day.

It can be seen that the demon division really takes him seriously.

With the joy of being respected, Zhang Ping soon fell asleep.

"sure?"

"It's not wrong, I watched them enter with my own eyes!"

"Okay, well done."

Outside, on the eaves in the distance, two masked men were talking softly to Zhang Ping's house.

"Don't just say good things, two spirit stones."

The one on the right revealed shrewdness in his eyes, and took out two spirit stones from his bosom and handed them over.

"Hey, it's not bad. If you have a job in the future, please ask me!"

The man on the right nodded silently, but took advantage of his unpreparedness and backhand stabbed him in the chest.

Clutching the bag that had just received the Lingshi with his left hand, he inquired about it, and his shocked eyes gradually lost their expression.

With bloody hands, he took back the Lingshi from the four people's arms and stuffed it back into his body.

Staring at Zhang Ping's residence with cold and extremely resentful eyes.