"We haven't opened the wine yet, so let's drink it for this meal. What do you think?" None of the guests at the table had any objections.
The fierce man shook his head helplessly. Of course Lin Ping knew how expensive this bottle of wine was. She opened it as soon as she was told and didn't seem to take it seriously at all.
A million dollars worth of wine as table wine...How many unscrupulous people would be able to do this? If Lao Bai saw this scene, he would be so angry that he would have a cerebral hemorrhage.
"What do you think?" Lin Ping looked at the fierce man.
"Of course I have no objection." The fierce man handed over the wine directly. The beauty next to Lin Ping took the Swarovski crystal bottle and confirmed that the seal was intact before opening the bottle.
A strong aroma of wine came. Aromas of clove and cinnamon mingle with notes of smoked peat, tangerine peel, brown sugar and cedar.
Even those who don’t like wine are very excited. Of course, you can't drink this wine. The beauty next to Lin Ping took a crystal clear whiskey glass filled with ice balls from the waiter. She held the bottle in both hands and poured about 30 ml of amber liquid into the glass. She took a sip and her beautiful eyes lit up.
"It's really good wine. City Lord Lin, please try it."
"Of course I'll give Xiao Huang a taste of the good wine first." Lin Ping took the wine glass and handed it to Meng Ren with a warm face: "Try it?"
"Thank you, City Master Lin. I drove here, so I won't drink."
"I will find someone to take you back."
"I've been drinking..." Lin Ping stood up holding the shoulder of the beauty next to her: "Look, I know you like ***, so I specifically asked my most precious Ling Ke'er to consecrate this wine. If you want to refuse, But it's too disrespectful." The fierce man is now riding a tiger and it's hard to get off, and he has to drink or not.
Although there is a lethal poison in this thing, fortunately it is a chronic poison. Since the boss can find someone to prepare the medicine, he does not believe that this thing has no antidote.
"Okay, I will risk my life to accompany you." The fierce man smiled and took the wine glass: "I must declare in advance that my drinking capacity is very bad. If I fall asleep while lying down, you have to find a room for me to take me back to sleep. "
"Of course, visitors are guests, and I have always been hospitable." Lin Ping stared at Meng Ren's wine glass. Ling Ke is not Lin Ping's mistress, but a talent sent by Lin Fuhai to assist Lin Ping in solving the Hex matter.
Ling Ke is also a person with super powers, and he has an extremely rare physical mutation. The salivary glands under her tongue secrete a toxic fluid that slowly causes smooth muscle dissolution.
Smooth muscle is distributed in the walls of internal organs and blood vessels, so it is also called visceral muscle. Dissolution of smooth muscle in a short period of time will cause chest tightness, shortness of breath, and weakness in movement.
Over time, it can be fatal. The two waves of people each have their own agenda, and both want to kill each other quietly.
However, the amount that can be absorbed into the human body with this gentle flick of the tongue is extremely small and cannot reach a fatal dose at all.
Lin Ping didn't expect that a glass of wine could kill the fierce man. The fierce man closed his eyes, raised his head, and drank all the wine in the glass without leaving any trace.
The smell of blood orange, rosin, molasses, walnuts, chocolate and a touch of peat flow down the nose and into the brain.
It is indeed a million-dollar wine, and even a fierce man who does not like wine is intoxicated at this moment. The wine went into his throat, and the fierce man bared his teeth.
"City Lord Lin, it's not that I don't want to give you face. I'm a layman and I'm not very good at drinking. This wine tastes like Chinese medicine to me. You drink it, you drink it. I can just order some beer or something." Lin Ping didn't. Keep pushing people hard.
He has plenty of time. Lin Ping and others poured whiskey and toasted. Macallan 64 is a first-class wine, and even Lin Ping, who has drank a lot, likes it very much.
These few people are exhausted, and the fierce people are not in a hurry. Suddenly, Lin Ping and Meng Ren's phones rang at the same time. The two smiled and motioned for each other to answer the phone.
The two walked in opposite directions and answered the phone.
"Little thin man, now, at this moment, pick up the ashtray in front of you and smash it on Lin Ping's head. Hit her to death!"
"What happened, boss?"
"Chengwen is seriously injured and dying. He is lying in the operating room. He is not out of danger yet."
"..." Thirty meters away at the other end of the corridor, Lin Ping was also listening to the phone.
"Boss, something happened. The person driving Zhang Dantong's car was not her. The person driving the car seems to be someone from the White Rock Bar."
"Who? Whitestone?"
"No, Whitestone's right-hand man."
"Is the person alive?"
"The ambulance took him away. It looked like he wouldn't survive."
"..." The two hung up the phone at the same time and looked at each other across the corridor. The lights in the corridor suddenly malfunctioned for some reason, turning on and off. Only the cigarettes burning in their mouths pointed out each other's position like a sign.
There was a long silence. Lin Ping walked over first, stopped at the entrance of the main hall of the island, and looked at the fierce man. The distance between the two groups is torn apart, with only the last layer of paper left.
He is the one who can decide the direction of the group, but unfortunately Mengren is not. Lin Ping said, "You know why I'm looking for you."
"Know."
"I admire you for coming."
"Kill me if you're awesome. See if Chen Mo will chop off your head when he comes back."
"Do you really think Chen Mo can come back?" The fierce man laughed.
"Of course." Lin Ping also smiled.
"Then wish him good luck." The two returned to the main hall of the island, and the atmosphere at the table was as dull as a mountain. Lin Ping asked Ling Ke to pour wine for the fierce man again, but this time the fierce man refused her very simply.
"I'm not interested in drinking, I have to leave." The fierce man stood up, and the burly man beside him blocked the way under Lin Ping's eyes.
The fierce man turned to look at Lin Ping.
"Detain me?"
"Of course not." Lin Ping no longer wanted to continue drinking: "Do you want to have a fight?" The fierce man looked at Lin Ping for a few times with a slight disdain.
"Who and whom?"
"I heard that you used to be a good bounty hunter, so you must be pretty good at boxing and kicking. I happen to be exercising recently. Let's have a boxing match?" The fierce man laughed.
"I'm afraid I'll beat you to death." Lin Ping wasn't angry either.
"Don't worry. If you can beat me to death, that's your ability. Everyone here is a witness." The fierce man looked at Lin Ping's body again.
In fact, the two people's bodies are not much different. Lin Ping is not a greasy middle-aged person. He still exercises every day in his forties and his body has not declined yet.
However, boxing was afraid of young people, and the fierce man was a bounty hunter who rolled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. For a moment, the fierce man couldn't figure out where Lin Ping's confidence lay.
"Want to beat me up with punches and a shot?" The fierce man sneered.
"When I say boxing, it's really just boxing." Lin Ping stood up: "Wearing gloves and no weapons, because I am an ordinary person, you can't use my powers, how about a good fight?" The fierce man was so smart that he had no intention of accepting the move.
Lin Ping is not a fool, why would she want to fight in such a meaningless boxing match? Is it to seek abuse?
In fact, he is an out-and-out gay man?
"What if I don't fight?" Lin Ping waved her hand and motioned for the two bodyguards behind her to step forward.
"I thought you were at least a bit of a man, but I didn't expect you to be a softie."
"Well, I'm a coward, but why do some people let cowards pry women away?" This is simply pointing at the nose and swearing.
"I'm a softie, not a softie, otherwise what would a woman do if someone takes advantage of her?" Lin Ping's forehead veins were exposed, but Ling Ke beside her held his hand to calm him down.
Lin Ping took two deep breaths.
"Let's have a fight." Seeing that he couldn't refuse, the fierce man was not like Chen Mo who could make a lawless scene, so he could only accept the boxing match.
"Come here." The fierce man stood up, twisted his neck, and moved his shoulders.
"Right here?" Lin Ping saw a cruel smile on her lips when she saw the fierce man taking advantage of him.
"Of course not, we are not barbarians. Just eat here, someone will take you to the boxing gym later."
"Okay~ Thank you Lin Ruandao." Seeing Lin Ping's confident look, the fierce man knew that he would probably get beaten in the future.
"Since it's a boxing match, how can we have a good time without betting." Ling Ke looked at the two of them with a smile: "Why don't you add some bonus?" Lin Ping looked at the fierce man.
"What are you betting on?"
"Sorry, I, Mr. Huang, have sworn that gambling and drug abuse will be irreconcilable." The fierce man spread his hands and said, "That's why I never place bets."
"Then let me place a bet for you." Lin Ping tapped her fingers on the table: "How about I bet on your shares in Hex?" The fierce man smiled and said: "Then I will also place a bet for you. How about I bet on the lives of your whole family? ?”
"Okay." Lin Ping nodded.
"You can, but I can't." The fierce man whistled twice: "I didn't expect that the lives of your whole family are not as valuable as my Hex shares." Lin Ping was so angry at the fierce man, if Ling Ke hadn't pulled her He, he really wanted to shoot the fierce man with two shots right here.
"I'll see you later." Lin Ping found that as long as she still had some airs, she couldn't fight with this gangster, so she got up and left.
"Slow down, you are soft-mouthed." The fierce man continued to scold him from behind. Meng Meng and Lin Ping arrived at the center of the boxing gym with their upper bodies naked.
This is an octagonal cage, no referee, half finger gloves, free fighting rules, fight until submission. The fierce man looked a little amused at Lin Ping who was gearing up.
"start?"
"Start!" The two of them accelerated relative to each other, and Lin Ping hit the fierce man in the face with a straight punch without any clues.
The fierce man almost laughed out loud. Do you dare to fight with just these two attacks? The fierce man was about to dive down to avoid the punch, and then ended the fight with a liver-breaking left hook. However, his body seemed to have lost control. He did not lower his body when he was supposed to dive, and the uppercut came half a minute closer, grazing Lin Ping. The chest flew past.
Lin Ping punched the fierce man in the face. A fierce man is not a fighting talent. Of course he is stronger than ordinary people, but his body is still his body. It will hurt if he is punched, and he will die if he is shot.
This punch hit the bridge of the nose. Lin Ping's punch wasn't too heavy, but it was enough to cause some damage. Lin Ping, who had received the most basic training in target shooting, hit the target with one punch and punched the fierce man again in the chest. The fierce man raised his arms to prepare for defense. The result was just like before, the raised arms involuntarily loosened the punch mark. Hit the fierce man in the chest, causing him to take two steps back.
While retreating, the fierce man did not give up his attack and whipped Lin Ping with a high kick. However, this kick was removed by that unknown force. Normally, it would not be able to hit Lin Ping.
But this kick was too fast, and Lin Ping subconsciously jumped back to get out of the fierce man's attack range.
The fierce man wiped his nosebleed and looked at a man with a Sanqi handout in the stands. The man had rough eyebrows but heavy makeup, and his body was feminine and even somewhat feminine.
The effeminate man smiled at the fierce man without saying a word. The fierce man turned back and stared at Lin Ping.
"Is it fun?"
"I think it's not bad." Lin Ping threw an uppercut. The fierce man stepped back, his steps were blocked, and he hurriedly held his head to defend himself. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't bring his arms together.
The fierce man couldn't even make the final tilt of his head. Another punch hit the fierce man's chin hard. The fierce man was really in trouble right now. His fighting skills were much better than Lin Ping's, but because of that bitch's obstruction, not only was he unable to hurt Lin Ping, but even the most basic defense was blocked. Can't do it.
Lin Ping was a little nervous after hitting the fierce man a few times at first, but as punches landed on the fierce man one after another, the fierce man was still unable to make an effective counterattack, and Lin Ping went crazy.
Liver punch, super kick, elbow smash, roundhouse kick... The fierce man was like a boat in the roaring waves, being crazily attacked by Lin Ping.
He never gave up resistance. He is waiting. The superpowers of superpowers are not unlimited. People as powerful as Chen Mo and Zheng Qiuhong will be unable to use their superpowers due to exhaustion of superpowers. As long as this bitch is not a third-level mutant, he has a chance to use up all his powers before he is completely knocked down by Lin Ping. Do his magic!
As long as there is no obstruction of the air wall, even if he is injured and exhausted, the fierce man will still have the confidence to kill Lin Ping instantly.
Lin Ping unilaterally beat the fierce man for more than five minutes. All six knife wounds on the fierce man's body had exploded, leaving blood and sweat all over his body.
Another punch hit the fierce man hard on the ear. The fragile vagus nerve cannot withstand such a blow. The fierce man lay on his back.
There was darkness before his eyes. Trying to shake his head to prevent himself from losing consciousness, the blackness in Mengren's eyes slowly faded.
That bitch...is he really a third-level superpower? The fierce man's eyes were swollen, and he could not see Lin Ping's face clearly.
Is he laughing? Why is he smiling? He smiled so ugly. Lin Ping walked up to the fierce man who was slowly getting up and kicked him over.
The fierce man groaned twice.
"This is my arena. I set the rules. Even if you are stronger than me, you can't beat me as long as you are in the arena. Do you understand?"
"Understood***." The fierce man struggled to get up, but was kicked down by Lin Ping again. This kick hit the soft spot.
The fierce man, who already had scars all over his body, was struck by this kick. He couldn't hit it in one breath for a while, and his side was so painful that it almost split.
"Aren't you good at fighting?" Lin Ping kicked the fierce man in the abdomen again: "Aren't you going to beat me to death?" The fierce man no longer had the energy to talk, and was kicked again and again by Lin Ping. .
The sissy men in the stands no longer need assistance. I just hope the boss doesn’t beat people to death. After kicking the fierce man a few more times, Lin Ping was also a little tired.
He squatted beside the fierce man and looked at the half-dead fierce man.
"Admit defeat, say you are convinced, and I will let you go." The corners of the fierce man's mouth twitched twice.
"What? I can't hear you! Louder!"
"I said..." The fierce man's eyes suddenly widened as if there was only one last bite left, and the violence in it had reached its peak!
The power that was retained until the end was all concentrated on the right fist! The bright purple light is extremely dazzling!
"Fuck you!" The fist with purple light broke through the third-level superpower and was printed on Lin Ping's face. Two sounds of broken bones sounded at the same time.
One sound came from Lin Ping's face, and the other came from Meng Ren's arm.
