Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

1The big guy standing at the door was Brother Pingtou, who was mentioned by the hoodlum Zimao, followed by a bunch of his lackeys.    

    

The few bullies who were with Zimao earlier quickly ran out, pointed at Chang Shan and shouted, "Brother Pingtou, it's him."    

    

Needless to say, Brother Pingtou's gaze had already landed on Chang Shan.    

    

Everyone in the room was surrounding the table. This guy was the only one in front of the table, and he even put on an exaggerated look.    

    

"Friend, you seem a bit unfamiliar. Which path is this?"    

    

Brother Pingtou led the others into the room. He squinted his eyes at Chang Shan and didn't take any action.    

    

To be able to knock his subordinate, Brother Zimao, out of the room and onto the wall without any resistance, the person in front of him must not be a simple person.    

    

Chang Shan didn't immediately turn around to look at Zimao. He shook his head and said with a smile: "How is it, am I not very handsome?"    

    

Puff!    

    

F * ck, I have serious business with you!    

    

Brother Pingtou almost vomited blood as his gaze gradually turned cold.    

    

The other side's attitude was equivalent to not giving him any face!    

    

After being in the Heaven City for so many years, other than some powerful figures and a few underworld experts, there were not many people who dared to not give him, Brother Pingtou, face.    

    

"Brat, do you know that anyone who offends me, Brother Pingtou, will regret it?"    

    

Brother Pingtou narrowed his eyes and said in a sinister manner.    

    

Chang Shan shook his head with a smile, "I don't know. I only know that I offended a lot of people and I'm still alive and well."    

    

"Good, you have guts. F * ck you, you refused to accept my punch."    

    

Brother Pingtou roared in anger. Suddenly, he launched an attack and threw a punch towards Chang Shan's chest.    

    

Chang Shan was not weak at all. Black Bear activated his Fist Technique and met it head on.    

    

This punch of his was not ordinary. There was demonic energy hidden within it. If one looked closely, one could see a faint layer of light surrounding his fist.    

    

Otherwise, he might not be Brother Pingtou's match.    

    

Brother Pingtou was taller than him, and he had been in the society all year round, who would believe him if he didn't have some tricks up his sleeve!    

    

Boom!    

    

The fist of the two collided with each other. Brother Pingtou could not help but take a few steps back with a "deng deng deng" sound. His expression changed drastically.    

    

He originally thought that a single punch could make his opponent retreat, but he discovered that his opponent didn't even take half a step back.    

    

On the other hand, he retreated a few steps as if he had hit an iron plate.    

    

It was clear who was stronger and who was weaker.    

    

"Impossible, Brother Pingtou was actually pushed back."    

    

"Who is this kid? Brother Pingtou is a veteran in the military. How can he be dealt with by some little brat?"    

    

"But, Brother Pingtou seems to really be at a disadvantage."    

    

The lackey that followed behind couldn't help but exclaim in disbelief at the previous scene.    

    

The idol in their hearts was actually unable to defeat a young man?    

    

"Not much. If we, Xiaolei, were to attack, your hand would probably be crippled."    

    

Chang Shan pretended to be disdainful as a trace of excitement flashed across his eyes.    

    

Hearing the words of those hoodlums, the big guy in front of him was a veteran.    

    

He had only cultivated for a few days, yet he was already able to compete with such a figure. If he were to cultivate for a few more days, wouldn't he be invincible?    

    

However, he immediately thought of cultivator like Zhao Xiaoshu and his face instantly turned pale.    

    

It was difficult for ordinary people, but there was still someone like him!    

    

It seemed like it would not be easy to be invincible.    

    

"Xiaolei?" Brother Pingtou looked at Chang Shan in shock and his face changed drastically.    

    

This young man in front of him could already use his fists to push him back. Was there someone stronger?    

    

What luck did he have today to be able to kick such a thick metal plate?    

    

Hearing his name, Ning Xiaolei couldn't sit still anymore and stood up with a smile.    

    

Pushing aside the tables and chairs, Ning Xiaolei led Zhao Xiaoshu and Wang Kai out slowly and stood before Brother Pingtou and the others.