173: C173 Pipe Dance and Master

C173 Pipe Dance and Master

No one would have thought that Ye Dong, this fairy-like girl, would be so radical towards love.

"Granny is already old. She can't care about you anymore..."

"Within a year, that brat dared not to come and find you. I will personally come out of the mountain and break his legs."

Flower Granny's expression changed. She thought of many things. If she had been more decisive back then, perhaps she would not have ended up in solitude.

Due to the rules and the opinions of the clan, she could only guard the Thunder Mountain for decades like Holy Maiden had done in the past.

She walked out of the door slowly with a crutch. She sighed softly and disappeared in the wind.

...

Jiangdong City, in a luxurious villa, there was a crazy party going on.

More than a dozen steel pipe dancers were wearing sexy three-point outfits. They had seductive expressions on their faces as they performed uniformly. For a moment, the living room was filled with endless spring.

There were a few men in suits and leather shoes sitting on the sofa. Most of them had white faces, and their clothing was filled with exotic style.

"Master Singh, Young Master Ye specially told me to come and greet you. May I know why you have come this time?"

Fatty Huang Bo accompanied him with a smile as he picked up the bottle opener and prepared to open a bottle of red wine.

This villa was a property under his name. He specially found someone to clean it up and settle down for these few Indian. This was enough to show how cautious he was.

"A few months ago, two of my disciples went missing in Jiangdong. This time, I have time to come and experience it in this city."

Singh spoke tongue-tied Mandarin, which sounded very awkward. His attitude was quite arrogant, and he did not even look at the fat man.

He was a representative figure in the ancient Indian yoga sect. His cultivation level was high, and he had a bad temper.

He was different from ordinary cultivators. He liked to drive luxury cars, live in a mansion, and boasted that he had 100 Rolls-Royce, a luxury private jet, and had a net worth of 26 million pounds.

He was extremely feminine, had many disciples under him, and liked to preach his teachings. He was known to have 60 million believers in the world, and he could summon an army of 20 million with a wave of his hand.

A few months ago, two of his disciples, Di Rang and Galava, came to Jiangdong to carry out a mission. However, they were unexpectedly silenced. This time, they came to seek revenge.

"This... The last incident has been investigated and there are no leads yet."

Huang Bo was an ordinary person. When he met Singh's gaze, that terrifying aura caused a layer of sweat to appear on his forehead.

He couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart. Who asked you people, Indian, to break the rules and come to Huaxia to cause trouble? Who can blame you if you die?

The Jiangdong region had heroes since ancient times. There had never been a lack of hot-blooded people in this land.

It was not hard to understand why two Indian robbed women in the bar in broad daylight and was killed by a hero.

This matter had caused quite a commotion. It had been targeted by the Six Fans Sect in the capital. Even if Huang Bo had a hundred guts, he would not dare to continue investigating.

Of course, he wouldn't say such words openly.

"Master Singh, please calm down. I spent a sky-high price to get this wine at the auction. It is said that ordinary people can become more powerful after drinking it. It is said that the ten women of the night are amazing. Do you want to try it?"

He continued to smile apologetically. He poured the red wine into the goblet and pushed it in front of Singh.

"Oh?"

Hearing this effect, Singh immediately became interested.

He loved women, who were full of tricks and cruel methods. In ancient yoga, there was also the art of dual cultivation.

For example, the "Holy Maiden" in their country's temple was a woman specially bought from poor families for monks to practice and release their emotions.

Singh was very good at enjoying it. The way he drank was very professional.

He lifted the wine glass and shook it in the direction of the sun. He observed the color of the wine and then extended his long nose to deeply smell it. His eyes immediately lit up.

"This is..."

In order to verify his guess, he did not want to wait any longer. He drank the wine in one gulp and then closed his eyes to savor it.

Once the wine entered the Inner Palace, it turned into a strand of pure Spiritual Qi and was absorbed by him.

"As expected, it's really Spirit Liquor!"

If this wine was enough, it could increase his cultivation. He was already a Tribulation Stage cultivator, and the wine that could affect him was not an ordinary item.

His heart was filled with excitement, but on the surface, he asked without batting an eyelid, "Huang Bo, where did you buy this wine?"

"At an auction." Huang Bo answered truthfully.

When he saw that Singh did not move for a long time, he thought that Singh was not satisfied!

One should know that this wine was bought by him for a few million, and it broke the record of the Jiangdong City Wine Auction.

Singh: "Oh? Tell me the formula for this Spirit Liquor. I won't pursue this matter any further."

"I'm afraid this won't be easy to handle! According to what I know, the owner of the wine is an underground big shot in Jiangdong City. Every bottle of wine can bring him millions of dollars of income. He can't sell it."

"Oh right, you said this is a Spirit Liquor. How can ordinary people create it? Could he be related to cultivators?"

Huang Bo shook his head. He didn't want to do such a strenuous and unrewarding thing. In fact, with his power, it was very easy for him to touch Lin Feng.

However, if he attacked a mortal, he would break the rules of the cultivation world. If he was targeted by the Six Fans Sect, he would have to bear the consequences.

"Hehe! The cultivation world of Huaxia has long become rotten wood. Apart from Chang'ang Sowrd and a few others, I really don't need to worry about anything."

"Do you think that the head of a small city can be related to this kind of existence?"

Singh spread his hands. This was simply a waste of god's gifts. This kind of useful Spirit Liquor formula was actually in the hands of a hoodlum.

Treasures were taken by those with morals. He was determined to get it!

"Alright, alright, alright. Then let's do it this way! I will hand over the information of this person to you. You can deal with him however you want, but don't make too much noise. We will respect each other. What do you think?"

Huang Bo thought for a moment and agreed to this deal. He hoped that the other party wouldn't go too far. After obtaining the benefits, he would immediately scram back to his own country.

"Okay, happy cooperation."

At this time, the nosebleed of the pole dance just ended. The beauties stood together and bowed to the guests.

"These girls are not bad, I intend to nurture them. Invite them to my room! I'll teach them some yoga techniques to support their health. "

Singh nodded like a royal noble and pointed at the dancing girls.

"What are you waiting for? Do you know who he is, an Indian yoga master? No matter how much money you spend, you won't be able to hire him. "

" Fifty thousand per person, go to the master's room and queue up! "

Originally, these girls were still hesitating, but with a wave of Huang Bo's big hand, several hundred thousand was smashed down, and the last layer of cover was torn off.0

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