I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

"Boom!"

The wall formed by Huang Mingjun's law was directly blasted open by Chen Ping violently, and the power of the law suddenly stopped.

Afterwards, Chen Ping slammed Huang Mingjun's body with a fist, and Huang Mingjun was blasted off by Chen Ping's punch and fell onto the ground in the distance.

He also spit out a mouthful of blood again, and the whole body's aura was paused, and the whole person felt extremely exhausted, but he still looked at Chen Ping angrily.

The people around were all staring at the scene in front of them dumbfounded, an absurd feeling appeared in their hearts.

A young man they thought was bound to be beheaded, unexpectedly broke Huang Mingjun's defense easily, and two attacks directly made Huang Mingjun unable to fight back!

"I...I read it right..."

Someone swallowed and muttered to himself.

"This strength, even if it is an ordinary false holy third layer, I am afraid it can't stop it!"

"Is this his hole card?"

"The Huang Family, it seems that today is really going to be wiped out."

"..."

Huang Mingjun didn't care about the words of those people, staring at Chen Ping in front of him, coughed suddenly, and coughed out a pool of blood again.

At the same time, Tang Yulong, whom everyone had never cared about, broke out with a powerful wave of vitality and a miserable cry.

"Lazier dare!"

The eyes of everyone looked over, and the sense of shock increased again!

The dozens of nine stars of the Huang family have already been killed by Tang Yulong!

However, Tang Yulong's aura was extremely stable, and there was no turbulence at all.

After seeing this scene, everyone understood. The two of them dared to come to Huang's house to find fault, and indeed they had the corresponding skills.

Upon seeing this, Huang Mingjun forcibly propped up his body, coughed again, and said.

"Who the **** are you? Why did you come to see our Huang family? We have two sins in the Huang family?"

There was anger in Huang Mingjun's eyes, but he was forcibly suppressed.

Chen Ping smiled when he heard the words, and said: "Your Huang family has not offended us, but this does not affect my attack on you. After all, the one standing behind you is the White Tiger Royal Family.

There was a faint cold light in Chen Ping's eyes.

If it weren't for this reason, he wouldn't be able to take action against the Huang Family. After all, no one would be sure if there were other false saints in the Huang Family.

On the other side, when Huang Mingjun heard Chen Ping's words, he made a sudden thud in his heart, and a chill radiated from his body.

"How do you know."

"It's impossible, why do you know?"

There was cold sweat on Huang Mingjun's forehead, and this matter was extremely hidden. It shouldn't be discovered by others. Even the White Tiger royal family, only a few people know that he exists.

He was extremely frightened, frightened of Chen Ping's existence, frightened of why Chen Ping would know this.

Chen Ping gave a faint smile, Zi Ling told him about this, but Zi Ling was not very sure when she said it, only that she was suspicious.

Looking at Huang Mingjun's reaction now, this matter can already be implemented.

The White Tiger royal family is now in turmoil, many families are united, and many first-class families have joined the secret faction.

Naturally, the White Tiger royal family had to take some targeted measures.

For example, control some first-class families and let them join that faction to stir up trouble.

Another example is to compress the benefits that families can get.

After all, in the current territory of the White Tiger Royal Family, the White Tiger Royal Family has the final say!

However, it is naturally impossible for Chen Ping to tell Huang Mingjun about these things.

"You don't have to worry about how you know it. If you have a hole card, you can use it. If you don't have a hole card, then go on the road."

Before Huang Mingjun could speak, a very vicissitudes of life came from a distance, and that voice made people feel that there were countless stories.

"Little friend, be merciful."

When Chen Ping heard the words, he looked in the direction of the sound, his eyes looked sharp, and his brows wrinkled slightly.

It was a dark alley, and there was a sound of da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da. There was also a very slight footstep.

Everyone also shifted their gazes, only to see an old man on crutches, slowly walking out of the alley.

The old man had white beard and white hair, his face was covered with age spots, and his body was thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

After the old man walked out of the alley, he raised his head and looked at Chen Ping in the sky, smiled, and looked very kind.

"Little friend, I don't know if I can save my face and leave Huang Mingjun a life?"

Chen Ping looked at the old man with a smile.

"Old gentleman, I don't know why you want to intercede for Huang Mingjun?"

"Strictly speaking, this one is my enemy."

"Let the tiger go back to the mountain, it doesn't seem very good."

Even though he said that, Chen Ping didn't intend to let Huang Mingjun go from the beginning, but the old man interested him a little.

After hearing Chen Ping's words, the old man's smile turned into a wry smile, and said helplessly.

"You can turn enemies into friends, what do you think of this idea, little friend."

Chen Ping was taken aback when he heard the words, and then raised his eyebrows, and said, "Old gentleman, what stand and what capacity did you say?"

But someone around slowly spoke up.

"The last city lord of Sanxuan City, Huang Wuya."

Hearing this, the old man turned his head and glanced at the man, then smiled and said: "I didn't expect anyone to remember the old man, the old man is flattered."

Chen Ping's brows wrinkled slightly. He remembered that Zi Ling had told him yesterday that the head of the Huang family was the city owner of Sanxuan City, named Huang Wuya.

When Huang Wuya abdicated, according to the current realm, it was also the realm of the seventh-layer false saint.

It has been decades since Huang Wuya abdicated, and Huang Wuya is not a fool himself, and now he must have the strength of the eighth-layer pseudo-saint.

Chen Ping's eyes became serious involuntarily, and the alertness in his eyes became more intense.

"It turned out to be Mr. Huang, it seems that Huang Mingjun is your junior."

Huang Wuya smiled and nodded, "Chen Xiaoyou is really smart."

"In this case, we won't go around the corners. You can just state your purpose. If our Huang family can accept it, how about we stop here?"

Chen Ping frowned, he couldn't understand Huang Wuya's thoughts.

If Huang Wuya shot him, then he will definitely not have any good results today, unless he uses the means of pressing the bottom of the box.

But Huang Wuya did not!

After thinking for a moment, Chen Ping raised his head to look at Huang Wuya, and spoke calmly.

"I want the Huang family to submit to me."