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Zhang Ping used practical actions to show the city guards what it means to not talk too much.

He squeezed the head of the wanted criminal and came out all the way.

After leaving the city tower, he even grabbed him and fell from the sky.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the wanted criminal in Ba Chengjing who had tormented them for a long time was captured just like that.

The whole process seemed like the leader couldn't beat him, shaking people.

Shaking over a hopeless helper, he got up, slapped the second, it was over.

Zhang Ping's blow that pierced the ground made the wanted criminal immediately lose his ability to move.

The city guards rushed forward, showing awe to Zhang Ping one by one, and then quickly took over the wanted criminal who was already in a trance.

As a leader of the City Guard Army, Liu Siche was on the same level as Zhang Ping, or even higher in terms of position and martial arts realm.

But he still took the initiative to go forward and bowed to Zhang Ping, who had helped a lot.

But what he said was so direct that Zhang Ping was a little speechless.

"Dare to ask, Sixun, did Team Leader Zhang teach Sitong a lesson?"

Zhang Ping glanced around, and the city guards all over the place were all the opponent's boys.

But he answered truthfully, "Yes."

Liu Siche asked: "Is that Feiwen too?"

Zhang Ping nodded.

Snapped!
Liu Siche actually laughed and clapped his hands together.

"Those bad guys should have been cured a long time ago, it's really satisfying!"

Zhang Ping raised his eyebrows, this big brother of the Liu family is very interesting, isn't he?

Seemingly seeing Zhang Ping's doubts, or rather teasing, Liu Siche took the initiative to invite Zhang Ping to sit at the nearby tea stand.

The big head has been dealt with, and the rest will be cleaned up by the city guards.

But Zhang Ping and Liu Siche, who had shown their might just now, had not yet dissipated the evil spirit.

The owner of the stall brought up a pot of hot tea with trepidation, and then hid himself.

Stay far away, for fear that these two people will get violent or something.

The same is true for the city guards, occasionally looking up at the tea stand when they are free.

Sitting together with the boss of my family and the boss of the Exorcist Division, they must be talking about the world of martial arts!
Actually they were gossiping.

"Brother Liu, it's quite different from the rest of your family."

Zhang Ping took a sip of hot tea, very curious.

Liu Siche admired Zhang Ping's dragon-slaying knife that was useless but hadn't been taken back just now, and replied:

"Those people, including my father, don't know what they are doing every day. It's boring."

Liu Siche looked very upright, and his sitting posture was very upright, just like the rigorous posture in the army.

But what he said was like a young man gossip, chirping.

"I don't practice enough on my own every day, and I have to run around patrolling the streets, which is already enough of a headache."

"When I get home, I still have to listen to their nagging."

"Where did the third brother go to have fun today? What did the second brother make a confession with Director Feng today?"

"Is it annoying, are you annoying?"

Zhang Ping poured Liu Siche a cup of hot tea with a smile, and continued to listen to his complaints.

Liu Siche drank it in one gulp: "That Feng Feiwen is not a good guy either."

"He's a member of the Legal Affairs Department, so he doesn't want to stay there. He thinks about going out to work every day to make money."

"But with our city guards here, his reputation as a field worker is not justified, and he hates us when he sees it."

"At that time, when I heard Feng Feiwen say that there was a secret strongman who injured my second brother, I believed him a ghost."

"My father is also an old fool. He is usually very shrewd. How come he is sometimes foolish?"

Liu Siche became more and more angry as he spoke. When he lifted the cup, he found that there was no water, and dropped the cup heavily.

Zhang Ping waved to the hiding boss, signaling him to bring some more tea.

After the boss finished refilling the tea and left, Liu Siche continued.

"Feng Feiwen, a person full of bad things, goes outside to get benefits when he has nothing to do, and hides when he has something to do."

"Who dares to touch him? Who has the ability to touch him?"

"Besides the Demon Exorcist, where else is there any strong person in Midtown?"

Zhang Ping was a little surprised that this evaluation was quite high.

Accustomed to seeing the family taking turns doing trouble, Liu Siche in front of him gave him a fresh and refined feeling.

Liu Siche completely exposed his image as a martial idiot.

"Isn't it good to practice hard? Isn't it good to fight and arrest people?"

"It's been calculated for a long time, what's the use of cutting it with a knife?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ping couldn't help but nodded in approval.

And since he knew his identity, he must know that he came from the lower city.

However, from the beginning of the meeting to the present, although Liu Siche's posture is very strict, he always looks directly into his eyes when speaking.

This made Zhang Ping feel respected.

After confirming the eyes, they are all real Wu (da) Dao (jia) master (neng) master (shou).

It was also at this moment that Zhang Ping realized that there are very few warriors who are truly loyal to martial arts in Nuoda, a city in the middle of the city.

God knows what they practice for.

Peace, after all, is the root of internal friction.

There is no use for martial arts all over the body, it can only be used as a standard for balancing strength.

It is impossible to go to the Demon Realm, so it is better to think about how to live a good life at home.

Now Zhang Ping seems to understand a little bit why Midtown rejects Downtown so much.

Some people don't reject it, the demon division and those top powerhouses.

Because they are truly loyal to martial arts.

Every person who goes down to the city, except those who do business, if he wants to go to the middle city through strength, he must go through the Zongmen, and he must go through the beast tide.

And those who can fight and survive in the beast horde, all of them have the temperament of iron and blood.

This kind of temperament, this kind of experience of fighting and life and death is something that most people in Midtown don't have.

It is also because of this that if such a person enters Zhongcheng, it is really a wolf joining a herd.

Midtown is not so much repelling and boycotting as it is afraid.

It was as if among a group of nerds who only knew how to study, a few tall and handsome sports students suddenly came.

will cause a severe impact.

Zhongcheng didn't want such a situation to happen, but he couldn't completely resist it, because Si Zijin personally announced the recruitment threshold for the Exorcist Division.

Some people might dare to provoke the Demon Eliminator occasionally, but absolutely no one would dare to touch Si Zijin's bad luck face to face.

Because the reckless man really dared to do it.

And the top families in Midtown are not willing to let this phenomenon go. They choose to use the chain of contempt to counter it a little, which is disgusting to the exorcist.

Over time, people in the middle city appeared when they heard who was coming from the city.

Without even thinking about it, the feeling of superiority naturally appeared.

Zhang Ping is used to this attitude.

But habit is habit, and I am really happy to meet someone who is loyal to martial arts and treats me well.

While the two were chatting eagerly, a warrior from the Exorcist Division came running quickly.

Seeing this, Zhang Ping poured him a cup of hot tea to let him catch his breath.

The warrior took it, didn't even drink it, and leaned directly into Zhang Ping's ear: "Group leader, the Great Elder is awake!"