Rural Shennong

Although Wang Xiaolei didn't recognize Chen Ping's face now, she could recognize Chen Ping's voice.

Moreover, Chen Ping's arrogance, and this action of stepping on people's faces on the ground are so familiar to her: "Long live the boss!"

Wang Xiaolei called in Chinese, but she still regarded Chen Ping as the boss from the bottom of her heart.

Those foreigners couldn't understand what she meant.

Many Chinese also don't quite understand why Wang Xiaolei calls Chen Ping the boss.

Calling a stranger the boss seems to be nothing wrong in the business world.

This does not affect the excitement of the Chinese people, the fun is over.

"This boss, awesome!"

"It's so fucking uplifting, who said that we Chinese have no masters."

"Hahaha, look at those foreign devils, they are so self-closing."

The oppression and injustice suffered by the Chinese in Citigroup are simply too numerous to count.

What is it if someone robs you of booking a private room?They encounter more discrimination in society, and even their children are often targets of bullying in school because of their skin color.

Seeing that Chen Ping stepped on the rampant and domineering Wen Jiluo, all the Chinese straightened their backs and felt proud.

When he saw Winkiro and the others being maimed, the hotel manager Feiye ran into the hotel and rushed to the top floor.

He slammed open the door of an office at the end of the corridor, and a strong smell of alcohol mixed with smoky smell rushed towards his face, which almost stumped Faye.

The office was luxurious, but at the moment the expensive carpet was littered with empty wine bottles and half-smoked cigarette butts.

Among the wine bottles and cigarette butts, a young man with a haggard face and dark circles around his eyes was curled up on the carpet, frowning, as if immersed in a nightmare.

This person is none other than the young master of the Hamel family, Saroen, who returned from Angel City.

Hearing a loud bang, Saron suddenly sat up from the ground, backed up with his hands on the ground, and said with a frightened face, "No, don't come here!"

Feiye didn't dare to go any further: "Master Salon, it's me!"

Chen Ping's identity has been secretly leaked by the Meng family. The Hanmil family knew that Er Dongping's real identity was Chen Ping, and that he was also related to Dragon Blood, so they immediately ordered Salon to stop dealing with Kangji Seafood Restaurant. Take action, let him hurry back to the Big Apple City.

Just kidding, the ancestors of their family made Chen Ping beat him like a bereaved dog, and the Holy Court was destroyed, so they had to flee Europe and fled to Citigroup to live in the property established by the family descendants.

Now Chen Ping has something to do with Dragon Blood again.

If Salon dares to fight against Chen Ping again and attract Chen Ping's anger to the family, their family will not be able to bear it at all.

After Saroen heard the news, she wanted to commit suicide in despair.

In order to deal with Chen Ping, he ruined his reputation and became the laughing stock of the entire Citigroup wealthy family. He completely lost the family's inheritance rights and only obtained the management rights of this hotel.

Regardless of the booming business of the Caesar Resort Hotel, ordinary people would never be able to own such wealth in their lifetime, but for Salon, he has withdrawn from the core power circle of the family, almost like exile.

So Saloun is drunk and dreamy every day, and he no longer has the energy before.

Even when he was drunk and dreaming of death, Saloen often had nightmares, and those nightmares were full of Chen Ping's shadow.

Salon rubbed his eyes and saw that it was the hotel manager Faye, so he stood up while supporting the desk and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Fei Ye quickly said: "Master Salon, a group of Chinese came outside and beat up the honored guests of the Columbia Martial Arts Academy. I..."

A tyrannical air suddenly erupted from Saroen: "What are you talking about? Chinese?"

Feyer was taken aback by Saron's terrifying look: "Yes... yes."

Sarron stepped forward and grabbed Feiye by the neck: "Are they still making trouble here?"

Feyer nodded again and again: "Yes, yes!"

He can understand Salong's anger, not to mention the group, no one in Citigroup now knows that he was made into such a ghost by the Chinese in Angel City.

Saloen pushed Saloun away, turned around and walked to the desk, slapped the red button on the desk, and shouted loudly: "All family secret guards gather for me, I want to kill people!"

That's right, Master Saloon felt that he was doing it again, and he wanted to recover the setback he received from Chen Ping from another group of Chinese.

Feyer heaved a sigh of relief, and Salon called all the family secret guards. No matter how powerful those Chinese are, they will die here today.

Outside the gate, Wen Jiluo's head was about to be trampled to pieces, but the physical pain was far incomparable to the anger and humiliation in his heart.

Hearing the cheers of the Chinese people around, and remembering the arrogance of his group just now, but being trampled under his feet like a dead dog at this moment, Wen Jiluo roared like a beast: "You are fucking finished, I want to kill you!" Let you die, let you die!!"

Chen Ping slammed his feet hard, and the spiral tendons rushed into Wen Jiluo's body from the bottom of his feet.

"Bang bang bang!"

It was as if Wen Jiluo had been shot by a machine gun, blood burst out from all over his body at the same time.

He let out a stern scream, which made all the strong men of Brother Wu Academy who were still looking at Chen Ping fiercely and dissatisfied all feel their scalps go numb and their hairs stand on end.

"He... how dare he!"

This is the chief professor of the Martial Arts Academy of Columbia University, a strong bone-changing man, this Hua countryman actually abolished his cultivation in public.

Wen Jiluo's cultivation base was abolished, and all thoughts were lost. Coupled with the heart-piercing pain in his body, he passed out as soon as he rolled his eyes.

Chen Ping raised his foot and glanced to the side.

Those masters of the Brotherhood Martial Arts Academy all turned pale with fright, and none of them dared to look at him.

Chen Ping turned around and waved to Wang Xiaolei and the others: "Xiaolei, long time no see!"

Wang Xiaolei ran over crying and threw herself into Chen Ping's arms: "Boss, I thought I would never see you again!"

Before she took her younger sister to study abroad, Xu Xinyi and Chen Ping both tried to keep her.

But she was worried about her sister's safety, so she came to Citigroup. Before leaving, Chen Ping and Xu Xinyi gave her a large sum of money.

Although Chen Ping and Xu Xinyi didn't persuade her much, and said they would reuse her when she went back, Wang Xiaolei felt very guilty.

She had an unsatisfactory life at Citigroup. She had to endure harassment and pressure from her boss at work, and her younger sister was not very happy in school.

Wang Xiaolei has long wanted to return to China.

But the spiritual energy of the earth has fully recovered, sea and land transportation is almost cut off, and it is hard to find a ticket.

Wang Xiaolei was also embarrassed to speak to Xu Xinyi and Chen Ping again, and asked Chen Ping to come and take her back in person.

Every time she called Xu Xinyi on the phone, she forced a smile on her face, saying that she was doing well, and told Xu Xinyi not to worry.

At this moment, all the grievances in Wang Xiaolei's heart broke out.

Chen Ping patted her on the head: "Okay, okay, brother is here, I will support you when the sky falls, tell me, what's going on here?"