818: C818 A Long Sigh

C818 A Long Sigh

Wen Taiping was still Wen Taiping, but the young masters had changed. The last batch had already left him, and after hearing that his father's friend Liao wanted to become the mayor, anyone who wanted to do business in the Dragon City had to curry favor with Wen Feng.

He walked in and looked flirtatiously at Mengmeng, clicking his tongue and said, "Such good conditions, not wanting to be kept. What a pity." The young masters beside him also complied.

Meng Meng's expression was ugly. Biting her lips, she didn't dare to make a sound. She picked up her wooden guitar and was about to leave.

Wen Taiping stopped him and chuckled: "How about it, you lack money, I have money, follow me, in the future you don't need to sing outside."

Meng Meng looked up and angrily scolded, "I won't be your mistress. Get out of the way, or I'll call the police."

Call the police?

The other young masters laughed out loud and shouted, "You're calling the police! You're the one who should call the police! Do you know who the person in front of you is? Even if I kill you, nothing will happen to you. "

"You all …" Cute to the point of not knowing what to do, she could only shout, "Are there any laws in your eyes?"

Wen Taiping stretched out his hand to touch Mengmeng's chin but was dodged. He said indifferently, "Wang Fa? I am the law. "Haha, little beauty, you're only in your teens and look very beautiful. I've never talked about such a young girlfriend before. How about we go around together?"

"Young Master Wen, you sure have good taste. To have met such a beautiful girl, your luck is really good."

"That's right, Young Master Wen, hurry up and go up."

Looking at the ugly expressions on their faces, Meng Meng felt disgusted. She regretted coming to the teahouse. If she had known earlier, she would have gone to the midnight snack stand. She didn't expect to run into a group of bastards.

On the other side, Yang Guoyong's face was extremely ugly. There was actually someone who would bully the common people in front of him? Hee Zhennan signaled for them not to be impatient, as it was extremely dangerous for Wen Feng to bring two bodyguards. Once something happens, it's not worth it.

Wen Feng was a big deal, but his son was an idiot.

Hee Zhennan shook his head and prepared to call for help.

Yang Ping said: "Let's wait and see."

Hee Zhennan was stunned, he looked at Yang Ping, feeling that he was not joking, he kept his phone, and asked. Yang Guoyong was also curious, but quickly understood, and revealed an ambiguous smile.

It was rare for someone of this age to have such a smile.

He felt that if Yang Ping wanted to be a hero saving a beauty, it would be a good ending. At least, Mengmeng, this young girl, would definitely fall in love with a hero.

But what happened next was beyond his expectations.

Ka-cha! *

Miserable screams rang out.

Yang Guoyong almost stood up.

Because the events in front of her eyes happened too quickly, Meng Meng took her guitar and knocked down a group of young masters in an instant. Furthermore, she even injured a few smelly and stinky ones. Wen Taiping was in the most miserable state. Both of his arms were broken, and he howled miserably as he laid on the ground. His bodyguard charged forward, but Mengmeng was like a nimble rabbit as she crawled around and quickly knocked down the two of them. He didn't know how she would make her move, but every time she hit her opponent, he would be in a miserable state.

It was as if their acupoints were being pressed. These people could not move and could only scream.

Yang Guoyong exclaimed: "You truly cannot judge a book by its cover."

Hee Zhennan recovered from his shock and inwardly sighed at Yang Ping's strength. He probably saw that Meng Meng Meng was not simple long ago, if not she would have stayed her hand in the face of danger. At the same time, he shivered in fear, as he knew how to practice martial arts. If she had launched a sneak attack when she was near, both he and Mayor Yang would have been in trouble.

Thinking about it, Hee Zhennan was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat.

Tea House Owner walked over, and when he saw the group of people screaming miserably, he was so frightened that his face turned pale. Heavens, who would dare to touch the mayor's son?

Meng Meng snorted, "Then I'll teach you how to be a good person. Next time, if you think about the other girls, I won't hold back."

With that, Meng Meng walked to Yang Ping's table and extended her hand out, "Give me some money."

His attitude and temperament changed very quickly.

Yang Guoyong shook her head and laughed, then asked: "How much?"

"Ten thousand."

Mengmeng's bid displeased Yang Guoyong and Hee Zhennan. This was equivalent to extortion, why would singing be worth ten thousand? The good impression he had of her from before vanished immediately, and she thought that she was a scammer.

"I'll give you a hundred thousand, and you can sing me another nine songs."

The one who spoke was Yang Ping. He smiled as she looked at Mengmeng, and the more she looked, the more cute she felt. She continued, "Your songs only number ten thousand, it's too cheap."

Her cute eyes lit up as she stared at Yang Ping, as if she wanted to see through him. But Yang Ping was very calm, like a bottomless pit.

She was shocked as she looked at Yang Ping in shock.

What a powerful spiritual vortex.

Just a single glance was enough to give one the feeling of the abyss.

"Who are you?" Initially, she did not pay attention to them and thought that the three were normal people. Although Yang Guoyong and Hee Zhennan seemed to be releasing an official aura, she did not feel that it was anything special. Instead, it was Yang Ping who was the most ordinary person.

Yang Ping laughed: "Tell me, where did you learn this Five Elements Acupuncture?"

Five Elements Acupuncture.

Her cute and adorable face changed as she stared at Yang Ping. After searching through the whole thing, she rushed out of the teahouse and entered the darkness. Yang Ping laughed, stood up and said: "I still have some things to ask her, excuse me."

With that, Yang Ping walked out of the teahouse and followed along.

Meng Meng's speed was very fast. She was like a ghost in the night. In the blink of an eye, she had taken several detours. Normal Ninth Pin masters would find it hard to follow her. Even though Mengmeng was young, but she had managed to trick even an experienced person like Yang Guoyong.

Unfortunately, he met Yang Ping.

Yang Ping followed her at a moderate pace. He spread out her mental perception and locked onto Mengmeng. No matter how she tried to circle around or dodge, she could not escape her pursuit.

At a crossroads, there were almost no cars or pedestrians in the middle of the night.

Meng Meng stopped and turned around. She said unhappily, "What are you doing? I didn't find you to provoke you, so why are you following me?"

Yang Ping walked out from the darkness and said smilingly: "Even though your Spiritual Force is not powerful, your perception towards danger is very good and is a good material. I am very curious, who is your master?"

Meng Meng sneered and said, "It's none of your business."

After saying that, Meng Meng attacked.

In the dark night, they were like flowing lights and continuously released strange lights. Yang Ping quietly looked at the silver needles, her pupils slowly enlarging before she stretched out her hand and grabbed them.

The silver needle was crushed into powder and scattered onto the ground.

She looked at Yang Ping in shock. She did not even know that she had not made a move, but once she did, she realised that her strength far exceeded her understanding. It had to be known that she rarely made any mistakes with her needle techniques, and that most experts would be tricked.

Mengmeng's expression kept changing and finally revealed an aggrieved expression. She said pitifully, "Big Brother, I'm young, but you scared me so much at night. You're very bad."

Yang Ping smiled, she was not moved.

Meng Meng continued to act pitifully, wanting to seek sympathy, but Yang Ping didn't buy it.

Finally, Mengmeng became furious and shouted, "Hey, do you have any sympathy at all? Don't force me … Aiya, "he suddenly looked behind him and called out," Master, you're here.1

Yang Ping laughed and said: "Alright, there's no one behind me. What other tricks do you have left?"

"Sigh ~ ~ ~"

A sigh came from behind him, causing Yang Ping's hair to stand on end.

Meng Meng did not say anything. There was someone behind her that was able to escape her perception. Didn't that mean that this person's strength had reached a realm where he could evade the perception of the mind?

Yang Ping did not turn back, her entire body was on guard.

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