Martial arts immortality, my practice has experience

The moment he saw Chen Pingan, Chu Qirong was confused.

And Chen Ping'an's next voice also gave him goosebumps.

Has he been discovered?

No! impossible!

Chu Qirong was frightened.

What he is doing now is not a glorious thing. If it happens, the consequences will be extremely serious.

No!

Chu Qirong's thoughts were ruthless, and the fear in his heart only stayed for a moment before he was completely dispelled.

He is covering his face now, so it is impossible for the other party to find him.

Even if it is discovered, there is no evidence, what can Chen Pingan do to him?

Regardless of what was going on in his mind, the moment he saw Chen Ping'an, Chu Qirong actually took action, neatly and simply. His martial arts prowess was not hidden at all.

It has to be said that Chu Qirong still has two skills to secure his position as deputy chief of Nancheng Prison.

The energy and blood vibrated, and there was a faint glow of heat, like a furnace.

Chu Qirong jumped up high and slapped Chen Ping'an with all his strength.

In any case, since we have already encountered it, the top priority is to control Chen Ping'an, otherwise bad things will happen!

Looking at Chen Pingan, who was stunned and frightened, Chu Qirong sneered in his heart.

A good thing is a good thing! So what if he has a martial arts realm. When something happens, you are afraid, but how much strength can you show?

To be honest, at this moment, Chu Qirong had murderous intentions.

If he can take advantage of the opportunity to deal with the opponent here, as long as the ending is handled well, even if some people will be suspicious afterwards, Master Fu Yuanming will protect him. Others will not fight with him for the sake of a dead person who has no value at all.

As the palm force approached, a cruel smile appeared on Chu Qirong's face.

Shake!

Chu Qirong's palm hit Chen Pingan's chest hard. His palm technique, which contained huge power, was like a mud cow entering the sea.

"How is this possible!"

Chu Qirong's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Before he could think about it, he felt severe pain in his shoulder. Before he could groan, severe pains came one after another from his chest, waist and abdomen.

"Iron Elbow!"

"Iron Knee!"

"Iron legs!"

After several consecutive blows, the powerful force made Chu Qirong retreat crazily.

Chen Ping'an moved, giving him no chance to slow down.

Legs, knees, punches, punches!

puff!

After several blows in turn, Chu Qirong was knocked to the ground. The qi and blood throughout his body were in chaos, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Pingan stepped forward and stepped down hard.

Chu Qirong almost couldn't catch his breath, and the black cloth covering his face was pulled off by Chen Ping'an.

"Chu Qirong! It's really you!"

Chen Pingan stepped on Chu Qirong's chest with one foot and looked at him condescendingly.

"You have no strength, what are you jumping about?"

"Chen Pingan!"

Chu Qirong's eyes were filled with disbelief.

He lost!

He actually lost!

And he was defeated so cleanly!

"You hide it so deeply!"

Chu Qirong's mouth gushed out with blood foam, and he spoke angrily.

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

Click!

With a heavy step, all the bones in Chu Qirong's chest were completely broken.

The broken bones and bone spurs inserted into his lungs made it difficult for Chu Qirong to breathe.

Ho ho ho!

A sound like a drum box breaking through the wind came from Chu Qirong's mouth.

But Chu Qirong didn't pay attention to these. He stared at Chen Pingan, his eyes full of despair, disbelief and unwillingness.

There was such a big commotion here. No matter how drunk the jailers were, they all obviously reacted and ran out of the cell.

"Master Chen."

A jailer ran out and was stunned for a moment when he saw Chen Pingan, and then saw such a scene.

"This is......"

Seeing the man in black at Chen Pingan's feet, the jailer was frightened.

Is someone trying to rob the prison?

More and more guards came out of the cell.

At this time, someone also saw clearly the appearance of the person at Chen Pingan's feet.

"This is...Master Chu?"

The jailer who was drunk at first suddenly woke up after seeing such a scene.

Chen Ping'an moved his feet away from Chu Qirong's chest, looked around expressionlessly, and spoke calmly.

"Immediately pass the news to Nancheng Fusi. Someone is plotting evil and intends to rob the prison, and I have captured it now!

Also, call everyone together and have a meeting! "

"yes."

Some guards were so frightened that their feet became weak and they hurriedly ran up to call other guards. Some jailors were frightened and ran out to Fusi, Nancheng Town to spread the news.

There were also jailers standing there, trembling and not knowing what to do.

There was a jailer who was drunk and kept his head down, not daring to look at Chen Pingan.

They knew that from this moment on, the situation in Nancheng Prison was about to change!

...

The morning sun shone down and fell on each of the jailers in Nancheng Prison. The warm sunshine could not warm the chill in their hearts.

On the ground floor of Nancheng Prison, all the jailers and supervisors stood respectfully. Chen Pingan sat on the big chair in the front, looking at them lazily.

Several prison guards stood carefully behind Chen Pingan, their faces tense.

Word has spread.

Chu Qirong, the deputy chief of the Nancheng Prison, was so crazy that he even thought of robbing the prison. Last night, during the operation, he was caught by cell leader Chen Pingan and suppressed him in one fell swoop.

In the process, their master Chen showed his overwhelming strength.

"Everyone who was drunk last night should stand up!"

Looking at everyone, Chen Pingan said casually.

Hearing Chen Pingan's words, some jailors in the crowd moved, but after looking at each other, no one stood up.

"Oh? So, no one was drunk last night?"

Chen Pingan raised his head slightly and scanned the crowd.

A jailer was swept by Chen Pingan's gaze. After all, he couldn't bear the psychological pressure and stood up from the crowd.

Where there is a first beginning, there is a second one. From the crowd, more than a dozen jailers walked out sparsely.

"That's it? Are there any others?"

Chen Ping'an sat upright slightly.

Seven or eight more jailers walked out of the crowd.

"Any more?"

Chen Pingan asked again.

This time, no one responded.

"It looks like there's no one left!"

Chen Ping'an let out a long sigh. After all, someone was lucky and didn't stand up.

"Since there is no one, then I will admit it myself."

Chen Pingan said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, some of the jailers still standing in the crowd felt their hearts tightening.

"You! You! You!...and you!"

Chen Pingan looked around and named six or seven people in just a short while.

The person who was called turned pale and looked bad.

They thought they could escape by refusing to confess, but they never imagined that they would suffer the consequences in the end.