2167: C2167 What Is Love

C2167 What Is Love

The person who came down from the Porsche Card banquet wasn't Wong Ming, but the younger brother of Wong Ming, Wong Lun.

With two strong bodyguards, Wong Ming rushed into the hotel excitedly. He couldn't wait to see Yang Ping's miserable appearance. The hotel owner went up to stop him and said, "Do you want to stay here?" This hotel wasn't far from the Dragon City University. Many couples would like to come to the hotel and study the structure of the body. So the hotel business is good, the boss does not want to bad reputation, afraid to affect the hotel business.

However, the moment he opened his mouth to question the wrong person, one of his kicks landed on his face. With a muffled groan, he collapsed to the ground and fainted. Wong Lun went up to the third floor without looking back.

Room 302.

Wong Lun hurriedly knocked on the door and called out, "Sang Loong, where are you?"

The door opened, revealing Sang Loong's scarred face. He was surprised to see that the person who had just arrived was not Wong Ming. However, he knew who Wong Lun was. He forced a smile and asked, "Young Master Wong, where's your brother?"

Wong Lun impatiently kicked out with his foot. Sang Loong's face changed drastically, but he didn't dare to resist and just sat on the ground. Wong Lun was in so much pain that his forehead started sweating as he resentfully said, "Where Yang Ping is, I will make him suffer a fate worse than death. "You dare to bully me, do you know who I am?"

Sang Loong looked at the two bodyguards at the door. They were emitting a powerful aura and were staring at him like mad dogs, ready to bite at any moment. Sang Loong was scared. F * ck, this is messing with someone, it's not easy to mess with both of them.

"Where is he?" Wong Lun rushed into the room and didn't see Yang Ping. With a gloomy face, he slapped Sang Loong's face and roared, "Didn't you guys settle Yang Ping?"

Sang Loong's face was burning with pain. Although he was angry, he did not dare to express it out loud. He quickly replied, "He's not here. The hotel has a surveillance camera and we left him in an abandoned warehouse. He's still unconscious. "

Wong Lun's expression turned better as he snorted, "If you play any tricks, then you know the consequences. "Let's go, take me to see how that damn dog looks like, I can't wait to torture him."

He had already thought of dozens of ways to torture Yang Ping, especially the lynchings he read about in books. It was absolutely cruel. Normal people would die if they couldn't bear it.

"Hurry up!" Wong Lun kicked Sang Loong's butt and scolded, "If you drag things out, I'll kill you."

Sang Loong was angry in his heart. Originally, he was still feeling guilty towards Wong Lun, but now, he couldn't help but want to slap Wong Lun's face. He lowered his head and said, "He will be here soon. He won't be able to escape."

They arrived at the abandoned building at the back door of Dragon City University. It had two floors, red brick structure, and the courtyard walls were covered with moss, indicating that no one had lived here for a long time. For some reason, the owner of the abandoned house did not have the resources to make the most of it.

Pushing open the gate, the spiderweb on the gate broke and a colorful spider scuttled up the gate beam, staring at the stranger. The spider's eyes were pitch black and gave off a cold feeling.

Wong Lun stepped into the wooden door. The multicolored spider suddenly fell on his neck and took a bite. Wong Lun felt a sharp pain in his head. He pinched the spider to death and rushed into the yard, cursing: "What the hell is this place, it's actually such a disgusting thing."

Buzz! Buzz!

Wong Lun blinked and shook his head. He felt the sky was spinning and the ground was spinning. The yard in front of him was blurred.

What's going on? Why do I feel so uncomfortable all of a sudden?

Wong Lun did not forget his purpose in coming here. He gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up and bring Yang Ping out. I want to kill him..." Without finishing his sentence, he plopped down on the floor and muttered, "Kill him …"

"Young Master!" The two bodyguards panicked and rushed forward, worriedly shouting.

Unfortunately, Wong Lun couldn't hear him and his mind was muddled. At this moment, a fragrant smell came from the yard, waking him up. Looking around, Wong Lun noticed that the bodyguard and Sang Loong had disappeared, and his vision became empty.

"Give me back my life!"

The door of the building opened, and a girl dressed in white floated over. Her face was covered in blood, and her eyeballs had fallen onto her cheeks.

Ghost!

Wong Lun was shocked as he turned around and ran.

"Give me back my life!" A hand grabbed Wong Lun's shoulder. His body was stiff and shivering as he said in a trembling voice, "Don't kill me. I'm a good person. Don't kill me."

"Please, I can burn a lot of money for you. I have plenty of money."

The owner of the palm did not respond and left Wong Lun's shoulder. His heart was filled with doubt. He slowly turned around just in time to see an incomparably horrifying and disgusting face.

Wong Lun screamed as he fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth as he mumbled, "Not to harm me, not to harm me..."

"Young Master!"

The moment Wong Lun fell, the bodyguard's voice sounded beside his ear.

At the entrance of the alley, Yang Ping looked calm as he shrugged and said, "Looks like Wong Ming is not stupid. He actually didn't come personally." However, to be able to use your own little brother as bait, you are truly ruthless. "

Wong Ming was a cautious person. Never do anything without confidence. Even if Sang Loong had sent the photo to Wong Ming, he wouldn't have come himself. Instead, he would have asked Wong Lun, who hated Yang Ping the most, to scout the road. On the surface, he looked like he cared deeply about his little brother. However, only he knew that anyone could make use of him.

Sang Loong Ju followed behind, crying as he said, "What should we do? If Young Master Wong finds out, I'm dead for sure."

Yang Ping looked at Sang Loong and revealed a cordial smile. He patted Sang Loong on the shoulder and said, "Wong Ming will definitely come looking for you. Just tell him the truth." "Believe me, not only are you fine, you're also being highly valued."

Sang Loong was confused, but Yang Ping patted his shoulder and leisurely walked into the campus.

Half an hour later.

Sang Loong received a call from Wong Ming, telling him to go see him immediately. Sang Loong instinctively wanted to pack up his bed and leave Dragon City. However, when he remembered Yang Ping's firm words, his expression became unsettled, and he finally went to see Wong Ming.

Dragon City People's Hospital, Intensive Care Unit.

When Sang Loong came to see Wong Ming and saw his gloomy face, he knew things were not going well. He then looked at the unconscious Wong Lun on the bed and became pale. He had thrown Yang Ping's words to the back of his head and regretted it.

"Give me an explanation before you die." Wong Ming didn't even look at Sang Loong as he sat on a stool beside the bed and said coldly. He focused on his younger brother, his eyes filled with grief.

Sang Loong was so scared that he kneeled down and begged, "Young Master Wong, I don't know what's going on either, I'm just following your instructions. I didn't expect Yang Ping to be so cunning, play dead for me."

Wong Ming touched his younger brother's face, thinking of the doctor's words, and his face became increasingly gloomy. Wong Lun was unconscious because he was poisoned. The mark on his neck was proof of being poisoned. This kind of poison was extremely potent. Without a matching serum, it was impossible for one to be clear-headed and live for at most three days.

Bastard!

Wong Ming suddenly kicked Sang Loong in the stomach and said coldly, "It's all because of you that my brother became like this. "Chop him up and feed him to the dogs."

Sang Loong screamed miserably as the two bodyguards came forward and dragged him out.

Suddenly, Wong Ming's face changed dramatically. His chest felt stuffy and uncomfortable. He sat down on the ground and panted, "Call the doctor. I'm not feeling well."

He lay on the ground, terrified. Towards death, the richer one was, the more one feared it. Wong Ming was no exception. He didn't know how he got poisoned, but he was stroking his little brother's face. Was it contagious like this?

It was too late to say anything now.

Wong Ming just wanted to live. He shouted towards the door, "Hurry up and call a doctor for me." The bodyguards panicked and hurried to the doctor.

Only Sang Loong and Wong Ming were left in the ward.

Wong Ming's head turned blurry and smelled a fragrant scent. Instantly, his mind cleared up. Overjoyed, he felt that there was still hope. The fragrant smell could be used to cure the poison. He looked for the source of the fragrance and locked his gaze onto Sang Loong.

Sang Loong was shocked and wanted to leave.

"Halt!"

Wong Ming shouted and ordered, "Come here. There's something on you. "Hurry and take it out."

Sang Loong stopped and had an ugly expression on his face. He didn't dare to look into Wong Ming's excited eyes. He only felt that his gaze was extremely terrifying and had a sense of foreboding.

The fragrance was on Sang Loong.

After Wong Ming was sure, he immediately hugged him. Smelling the fragrance on his body, he even became more clear-headed as he muttered, "Yes, this is the smell. I really like it."

Sang Loong's entire body was stiff. He felt very uncomfortable being carried by Wong Ming. A grown man hugged him and rubbed his body, saying it was very comfortable and fragrant. Sang Loong felt disgusted but didn't dare to leave. Afraid that Wong Ming would be unhappy and kill him directly.1

"Very fragrant, I like it." Wong Ming felt nostalgic for the smell on Sang Loong's body. He felt that Sang Loong was very amiable and wanted to hug him forever. It was like a drug addict who couldn't leave the moment he saw a drug addict.

The attending physician, who was forced into the ward by two bodyguards, was shocked by the scene in the ward. Wong Ming, who was hugging a grown man, had a lustful look on his face.

"You should not have come to the People's Hospital. It should have been a mental hospital." The attending physician's expression turned ugly as he said helplessly.

… ….

Yang Ping was walking in the campus, smelling the fragrance of the magnolia flowers with a smile on his face. He was amazed to see a pair of slender legs passing by.

He knew what the result would be because he had drugged it himself. As the successor to the Immortal Medicine Sect, you must not only know how to save others, but also know how to kill. It could be said that Yang Ping was able to use some of the simplest herbs to make the deadly poison.

The poison in Wong Lun's body was actually a hallucinogenic drug that could deeply numb nerves, causing people to have fantasies. Wong Ming's exposure to psychedelic drugs can produce severe hallucinations.

Yang Ping didn't care about what happened to Wong Ming. All he knew was that Wong Ming's story would become very famous in the Dragon City in the future. At the very least, it would embarrass Yang Ping.

This was only the beginning. Next up, he would make Wong Ming suffer a fate worse than death.

Arriving at the teaching building of the medical academy, Yang Ping looked at the top floor with a playful smile.

"You look like you're not a good person." A familiar voice came from behind him. It was the same cold, the same smell. Yang Ping smiled. Zhu Xi was behind him, sneering.

With a bitter face, Yang Ping shrugged and said, "Zhu Xi, what happened at the school gate was a misunderstanding. I don't know that girl. You have to believe me. "I am a pure man …"

Zhu Xi sneered and interrupted disdainfully, "I have nothing to do with who you are getting a room with. But don't let me know. Yang Ping, I really hate you right now. I hope that you will not disturb me in the future. "

Yang Ping was surprised.

Zhu Xi was obviously conflicted. Since she didn't like him, why did she come to look for him? This didn't fit Zhu Xi's personality. An idea came to Yang Ping's mind as he thought that the Mind-reading Arts was activated.

Yang Ping laughed when he heard Zhu Xi's inner voice.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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