880: C880 Strange Students

C880 Strange Students

Yang Ping looked at the boss, revealing a puzzled expression, she asked: "What rewards?"

The owner laughed dubiously, then pulled Yang Ping to a corner and whispered," I wouldn't tell an ordinary person, but you are a good friend of the Secretary Yang. The service is top-notch.

When the boss talked about service, his eyes shone with a cheap light, as if he was in the beginning of a relationship.

Yang Ping was even more doubtful, and asked: "The Music Academy still has services? Was it a performance? That's right, the female students inside are in this line of work, they will definitely perform a lot. "

The boss was shocked and shouted, "No way, you don't even understand what I mean?"

Yang Ping said in surprise: "Yeah, I don't really understand, how would I know if you don't explain it clearly?"

The owner shook his head and sighed. He patted Yang Ping's shoulder using the tone of an old driver and said, "After you go in, you will understand that life is all about exercise. Men are about picking up girls. "

Yang Ping laughed.

The boss also laughed.

"I know what you mean."

Yang Ping was suddenly enlightened, and nodded seriously.

The boss thought to himself, "It's not that bad. How about this, after you go in and tell me my name. Just tell me the teahouse. I'll definitely give you a discount."

Yang Ping was shocked: "You can get a discount just for watching a show, is that right?"

The boss almost fell to the ground and cried out, "It's not a performance, it's a service. Servicing, do you understand?"

Yang Ping shook her head.

The boss slapped his head, not knowing how to explain. He looked left and right, but there was no one around, so he said, "Actually, it's just a matter between a man and a woman. As long as you spend money, everything can be settled."

Yang Ping opened her eyes wide.

The boss shook his head. "Are you really ignorant or just faking it? You should have heard that there are a lot of beauties in the guest house of the Music Conservatory. "

Yang Ping opened his mouth wide.

The owner sighed, "You can tell with a glance that he's a virgin. You haven't seen any pretty girls before, right? There are a lot of them."

Yang Ping exclaimed: "Boss, your eyes are too good, to be able to see through this."

The boss smiled mysteriously and stared at Yang Ping's hands: "For those young people with rough palms, do you think I wouldn't know about this?"

Yang Ping cupped her fists and said: "I am truly impressed."

"You are a friend of the Secretary Yang, why haven't you even touched a woman?" The boss showed a regretful expression and said helplessly.

"I'm innocent." Yang Ping said in a serious tone.

The owner was surprised for a moment before he laughed out loud and said, "Yes, you are innocent."

The two of them looked at each other and laughed, as if they had just met a happy event. The boss sat on the floor and smiled, shaking his head, "This is the first time I've met someone like you, but it's very interesting."

Yang Ping laughed: "Boss, this is the first time I've seen someone like you, but I don't think it's interesting."

The boss asked, "Why?"

Yang Ping shrugged her shoulders, "I have always felt that the reason a saint is a saint, no matter what happens, they can always be at ease in any environment. But I found out from you that your acting skills are really terrible. "

The boss was shocked and dissatisfied. "What saint? I don't know what you're talking about."

Yang Ping smiled, clasped his hands and said: "Boss, if you are going to poison them next time, please go and find out. I am not even afraid of Wizard Poison or parasite poison, your Five Poison Sect's methods are useless against me."

"Chi, chi ~ ~ ~"

A brightly colored scorpion fell onto the ground and was squashed to death with a single kick. Yang Ping said: "I already said, poison is useless against me, you should be a new person in here, right?"

The boss frowned as he looked at the dead scorpion, who had been stomped into a pile of feces.

"You shouldn't have killed it."

The owner's face turned cold as he said in a low voice, "It is just like my own son. I have no choice but to take revenge for killing my son."

"Come on then."

Yang Ping said indifferently.

Tea House Owner took a deep breath and shook his head: "But not now, Young Master Yang, your reputation is well-deserved. If I give you another five years time, I wouldn't be your match, but there are many geniuses in history, and the one who lives the longest is often not a genius."

"You used to be a fool?"

Yang Ping asked with a smile.

The Tea House Owner squinted, stared at Yang Ping, released her domain, isolating her surroundings, and said coldly: "Since that's the case, I can only …"

Boom!

With her Domain of Power activated, Yang Ping was ready to fight. However, the boss's reaction was unexpected, he let out a loud shout and looked like she was about to attack, but she immediately turned around and ran, disappearing like a wisp of smoke.

Yang Ping was dumbstruck.

Holy shit, this is a saint?

Is there a mistake?

If a saint wanted to escape, it was basically impossible to stop them. Yang Ping did not chase after him, her expression becoming heavier, any person she saw would be a Saint.

It seemed that Dragon City was a place filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers. The situation was even more complicated than he had expected. The Saint from before was the most careful and most shameless saint he had ever seen. He clearly had the strength to fight, but he would definitely not put himself in danger.

In Dragon City, if one could not unleash the true strength of a Saint, it was useless not to be able to kill Yang Ping. As such, the Tea House Owner immediately fled and no longer attacked.

This was what Yang Ping was worried about.

It seemed that he had to go a step further and find Meng Meng's master to discuss the secrets of the Five Elements Acupuncture. He had to use it as a reference so that he could create the next needle to increase his strength and save the pearl.

Yang Ping did not bother with the issue with the Saint. The other party was probably testing her strength.

The Dragon City Music Academy was like an ancient castle. The history of the academy wasn't long, and the buildings inside were basically made out of the shapes of European castles, neatly arranged on every corner of the campus.

At the door.

The luxury cars came and went frequently.

The people in the car were all university students, so the families of people who were able to enter the Conservatory were not that bad. Only with their talent in music, like Meng Meng, would they be able to get in.

His appearance did not attract any attention. This was because there were many handsome men and women inside, and they were all wearing fashionable clothes.

"Meng Meng should be inside." It's just that I don't know her name. "

Yang Ping released her Spiritual Force and probed the campus. She discovered Meng Meng's Qi at the Music Conservatory's teaching building, just as she was about to see what she was doing, she was cut off by a Spiritual Force.0

This should be Mengmeng's master!

Yang Ping was overjoyed. Since she did not have to fight with her Mengmeng's master, she had to come here to seek advice, not to fight.

Entering the campus, the people around him were all long-legged beauties. Compared to Dragon City's Normal University, they weren't much worse off, and the girls at the Music Academy were even more fashionable and dressed in seductive clothes.

"What the f * ck? That's fine too, it's so unconventional!"

Yang Ping saw a girl directly walking on the road while wearing a bikini, attracting many male students' gazes. She wasn't considered pretty, but her skin was white and her figure wasn't bad.

But most of them had no other expression.

Seems to be used to girls doing this.

Sure enough, after Yang Ping entered the Music Academy, she finally realized that the Dragon City Music Academy was different from the ones she knew outside.

A strange aura was hidden behind his back.

Yang Ping's initial curiosity turned to doubt. The Music Conservatory was full of monsters, as if there was a demonic beast hibernating inside. If one observed carefully, he would discover that there were many things that were wrong.

The expression on the faces of the students walking on the streets was sparse.

Could it be that the entire academy was under his control?

A terrifying thought emerged in Yang Ping's mind.

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