There is no doubt about Zhong Qinglei's strength, but Shi Jinshui said such words after beating him up, no matter how he looked at it, it seemed like a satire.

At least, Zhong Qinglei was so angry that he almost exploded.

He twisted his body hard, broke free from Shi Jinshui's hand, and punched out again.

Shi Jinshui easily retreated and avoided the attack: "Although you are very powerful, you are definitely not my opponent."

"Enough!" Liu Zhengyang couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward to stop him: "Zhong Qinglei, thank you for helping me, but my own affairs should be handled by me. This Shi Jinshui dares to blackmail everywhere, it seems that he has A certain confidence."

In order to prevent Zhong Qinglei from hanging on his face, Liu Zhengyang found him a step down.

At the same time, he had to admit that he underestimated Shi Jinshui.

It can be seen from Shi Jinshui's words and deeds that he must have extorted the major forces more than once before, and obtained benefits from the major forces. Just because this fact is too embarrassing, those forces will definitely try to hide it.

The result is a shameless thief that no one knows about.

Of course, no matter how big or powerful the other party is, Liu Zhengyang can't compromise.

"You are very confident in your own strength, right?" Liu Zhengyang said to Shi Jinshui coldly: "You should have used this method to threaten a lot of powerful forces before, and hurt a lot of people, right? You are not afraid. Someday capsize in the gutter?"

"How could it be?" Shi Jinshui replied confidently: "The monks I have met before are not worth mentioning, so when your friend named Zhong Qinglei played against me, I already felt it, he was saying It is indeed very powerful among the cultivators."

"Really? Then do you want to evaluate my strength?" Liu Zhengyang asked with a sneer.

Of course, regardless of whether the other party agrees or not, Liu Zhengyang will definitely take action.

He could not allow anyone to threaten his family and friends.

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Shi Jinshui at an astonishing speed, and with the strength of the sprint, he punched Shi Jinshui's nose with all his strength.

Shi Jinshui's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly ducked sideways, letting Liu Zhengyang's fist rub his nose and punch out.

Even so, the strong wind brought by Liu Zhengyang's fist was enough to scratch Shi Jinshui's face.

A few faint bloodstains appeared immediately.

After dodging the attack, Shi Jinshui reached out and wanted to grab Liu Zhengyang's wrist.

However, with a slight shock of Liu Zhengyang's right hand, he shook his hand away.

Moreover, Shi Jinshui is obviously not as powerful as Liu Zhengyang imagined, but this kind of unpopular attack has already cracked his tiger's mouth.

"Strange." Liu Zhengyang said inexplicably: "When you played against Zhong Qinglei just now, your performance was not so unbearable. Are you hiding your strength?"

Zhong Qinglei was not happy when he heard Liu Zhengyang's words.

He protested: "Liu Zhengyang, what do you mean? Why do you seem to be saying that my strength is weak?"

That's right, a guy who was so powerful that Zhong Qinglei was helpless was actually looked down on by Liu Zhengyang.

How can this make Zhong Qinglei feel bad?

Although he knew that his thoughts were wrong, Zhong Qinglei would rather Liu Zhengyang be beaten up.

At least, that would make him less embarrassing.