C2274 Come Back!
Seeing Zhu Xi's intense reaction, Wang Yue was shocked and said, "Don't you know that the Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Disciplinary Committee is personally leading the team, and the reason why the Dragon City is dropping down from the sky is to investigate Xia Yanjun's matter?"
Zhu Xi shook her head with a blank look on her face. Her heart felt as if it had been viciously wrenched. It was a little sore, a little sore, and a little uncomfortable. Zhu Xi held her chest as she thought about Yang Ping's lonely back as he closed the door. Her face was pale and she could not stop smiling bitterly.
Wang Yue laughed, "Don't worry, Yang Ping is not petty. I think he's broad-minded and can handle things. If it was any other man, he would only know how to pick up girls and not how to solve the problem. Although Yang Ping seems to be sloppy on the surface, he does things very reliably. "
Zhu Xi smiled bitterly and shook her head.
Wang Yue didn't see the nervousness in Zhu Xi's eyes and said, "Trust me, Yang Ping is a good man." Patting Zhu Xi on the shoulder, Wang Yue prepared to go back to her room.
"I drove him away." Zhu Xi muttered to herself, "He did so much, why didn't he tell me?"
Wang Yue trembled. Judging from Zhu Xi's tone, things might not be so simple, so she asked, "How do we chase them away?"
Zhu Xi recounted what happened just now without changing a single word. Wang Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry and sighed, "Things aren't so easy to deal with. In order to protect you, Yang Ping shamelessly followed beside you. He doesn't have any other friends in Dragon City, so I wonder where he's going tonight? "
Zhu Xi immediately asked anxiously, "Then what do we do?"
Wang Yue curled her lips and joked, "Now you know how to be nervous?"
Zhu Xi's pretty face blushed a little, but she didn't dare meet Wang Yue's gaze. It was just a pity he didn't have a place to live. "Don't let your imagination run wild."
Wang Yue waved her hand. "Don't worry. I won't associate Yang Ping with your worries." As he was about to take a bath, he saw Zhu Xi's anticipating gaze, so he took out his phone helplessly and scolded with a smile, "If you want to find him, just call him yourself. Look at me with such a pitiful expression, I'm a woman and I can't bear to refuse.
Zhu Xi bit her lips and said stubbornly, "I don't want to call him."
Wang Yue shook her head and dialed Yang Ping's number. Unfortunately, her phone was already turned off. She frowned and said, "The handset is off. Is there no electricity or was it on purpose?"
Disappointment could be seen in Zhu Xi's eyes as she sighed and stared blankly out the window into the dark night.
Wang Yue could not bear to see this any longer. She gritted her teeth and said, "How about this? You take him with you at home. I'll go out and bring him back."
Zhu Xi exclaimed and hurriedly denied it. "I have nothing to do with where he goes." Why did you bring him back? I don't want to see him. That man hates it. "
Aiyo.
Wang Yue smiled and said, "We used to call him a scoundrel and now we call him that. Looks like our relationship has improved quite quickly."
Zhu Xi threw the pillow over, hiding her nervousness, afraid that Wang Yue would see through her true thoughts. Wang Yue chuckled, put on her police uniform and walked to the door, saying, "Don't worry, I'm very familiar with Dragon City." I promise I'll bring Yang Ping back to warm your bed. "
Clang!
Wang Yue laughed heartily as she heard something fall inside the door. She then closed the door and entered the elevator. She leaned against the wall. The smile on her face disappeared and was replaced with helplessness as she muttered, "Damn it, when did I become such a naughty girl? To think that I would actually be able to comfort others."
When she thought of Yang Ping riding on the Harley Heavy Locomotive and her time, Wang Yue thought of the unique scenery on the prairie. That feeling had never appeared before.
"Why did you meet him first?"
When the elevator door opened, Wang Yue frowned, the helplessness in her eyes vanishing. She turned into a valiant and extraordinary figure, reverting back to the experienced and capable look of the Dragon City Punishment Squadron Leader. A Heavy Locomotive disappeared from the Huafu Apartment and headed towards the road to find Yang Ping.
… ….
Dragon City University, North Gate.
At the midnight snack stand.
Yang Ping looked at the various students wandering around the night market. The youthful air of vitality assaulted him as he thought of many things. Back then, just like his peers and carefree students, he had drunk big mouthfuls of wine and eaten big mouthfuls of meat. All his brothers had given each other a life-and-death bond during their battles, and now they all went their separate ways. Many things had happened, and he had once been in high spirits, but now he was alone.
Dragon City was a grade B mission, so Yang Ping had a different taste.
With a long sigh, Yang Ping finished a bottle of wine.
"The heck, why are you drinking alone?" Zhang Rong sat opposite Yang Ping with a disheveled appearance and looked at him resentfully. If it wasn't for Yang Ping's call, he would still be rolling in the bed with Lu Pingyan.
Yang Ping greeted, "Boss, give me another batch of beer."
Zhang Rong picked up the Bottles and blew at it. He took a gulp and sighed: "Speak. What's bothering you? I'll help you deal with it. "
Yang Ping glanced at him and laughed. "It's fine."
Zhang Rong raised his head and jokingly scolded, "Don't act cool with me. Your eyes are lonely. To be honest, he must have fallen out with Ma Weiwei. I tell you, a woman needs to be coaxed, and then the bed lasts a little longer, and there's nothing to do behind it. That's how Pingyan got it. "
Yang Ping's face darkened.
This pervert's head was filled with matters of the bed, so he was unable to communicate with him.
Yang Ping scolded, "Don't be long-winded, I don't have anywhere to stay at night. You find me a place. "
Zhang Rong's eyes lit up. He stared at Yang Ping and looked left and right. He nodded and revealed an enigmatic smile.
Yang Ping's scalp went numb from the gaze and he said vigilantly: "What?"
Zhang Rong laughed and said excitedly, "Yang Ping, I finally got to hear what you said. Previously, I was worried that you weren't interested in women, but now, you have revealed your true nature. " He fiercely patted Yang Ping's shoulder and said loudly, "I know that Miss Long Cheng has the best quality. I'll treat you, and you can have fun. "
Clang!
Yang Ping looked at Zhang Rong in a speechless manner.
The guests at the surrounding tables all shot looks of contempt at him. A person who dared to put a prostitute on his lips and speak so loudly was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Especially the girl at the table beside him, she glared at Zhang Rong viciously while looking down on Yang Ping.
Yang Ping wanted to find a hole to hide in. F * ck, Zhang Rong was too embarrassing. If he knew earlier, he would have rolled around in the hotel bed and not come out to embarrass himself.
Zhang Rong seemed to not see the contemptuous gaze from the side and said proudly, "Bo Da, thin waist, long legs, and good skin. Four hundred for one and seven hundred for two. I'm an old customer. How about that?
Yang Ping lowered his head and pretended not to hear anything.
Zhang Rong was surprised but then realized something and laughed, "F * ck, don't tell me this is your first time. F * ck, this news is really explosive. " He abruptly stood up, attracting everyone's attention. Pulling Yang Ping along, he excitedly said, "This is the first time you must find a woman who understands. She's the one who can teach you the principles of life."
Puff!
Yang Ping sprayed a mouthful of wine on Zhang Rong's face and hurriedly said, "Don't, I'm timid. Let's just drink. "
Zhang Rong stared at Yang Ping and confirmed that he was not joking. He sighed and sat down in disappointment as he snorted, "Whatever you say, I have given you the chance." If you aren't sure yourself, don't blame me in the future. " He rolled his eyes and took out the phone. Without waiting for Yang Ping's consent, he asked, "Wifey, is Ma Weiwei by your side?"
Yang Ping's heart tightened. What was this bastard trying to do?
"Call Ma Weiwei out." Yang Ping was drinking alone. Did the two of them have a fight? "
"Pull Ma Weiwei out, I'll talk to them."
Clang!
Yang Ping had the urge to kill someone. Your sister, I didn't say it had anything to do with Ma Weiwei. Zhang Rong will decide what to do when the time comes!
Zhang Rong thought he had done a good deed. He smiled and said, "Don't worry. Leave it to me."
Yang Ping sighed. He knew how to explain, so Zhang Rong wouldn't go there without worrying.
Soon, Lu Pingyan and Ma Weiwei arrived at the North Gate grill.
Ma Weiwei was wearing a small white shirt, probably ready to sleep. Her clothes were stretched out high up in the air, and her snow-white skin shone brightly in the dark night. As soon as she arrived, she immediately attracted the attention of countless animals. However, her gaze was locked onto Yang Ping's face from the start, revealing a pained expression.0
Lu Pingyan led Ma Weiwei to sit down and ordered some barbecues. She smiled and said, "We've brought them. What are you planning to do?"
Yang Ping looked at Zhang Rong in a speechless manner.
Zhang Rong patted his chest and shouted: "It's better to settle enemies than to tie the knot. There was no such thing as an unsolvable misunderstanding. Emotions, wasn't it just about the matter of the bed … "Oh my, my wife, why did you hit me?"
Lu Pingyan glared at her man and asked in a gentle tone, "Yang Ping, do you live in the school?"
Yang Ping shook his head.
Lu Pingyan continued, "Then Zhang Rong said you are homeless?"
Yang Ping smiled bitterly. There were some things that were hard to finish in a single sentence.
Since Ma Weiwei sat down, her attention was focused on Yang Ping. She saw the loneliness and depression in his eyes and also felt uncomfortable.
Gulp!
Yang Ping gulped down a glass of wine.
Ma Weiwei picked up her wine cup and mustered her courage. She looked into Yang Ping's eyes and said, "Let me accompany you for a drink."
Yang Ping was surprised for a moment before he smiled and said, "Thank you."
Ma Weiwei tried her best to finish the glass of wine, but the alcohol was too much for her. Her face flushed red, making her appear even more charming and alluring. Lu Pingyan was dumbstruck, sighing to herself how beautiful she was. Whoever marries Ma Weiwei would definitely be blessed by their previous life. At the same time, she knew that Ma Weiwei seemed to really like Yang Ping and didn't drink at all. When she saw Yang Ping drinking, she actually offered herself up.
There were four people sitting at a table beside her. Their yellow hair was on fire, and they were staring at Ma Weiwei.
They were hoodlums on the streets. They had never seen such a cute girl before. Furthermore, after drinking a bit of wine, they started fighting bravely. One of them whistled obscenely. The four of them whispered to each other, but their gazes did not leave Yang Ping's table.
Yang Ping frowned. He knew that trouble was coming.
One of the hoodlums stood up and walked to Ma Weiwei with a beer in his hand. He smiled and said, "Beautiful girl, you're so beautiful. Why don't you try it?"
Ma Weiwei was still unhappy because of Yang Ping, so she said unhappily, "Sorry, I don't drink."
The hoodlum exclaimed and coldly laughed, "I clearly saw you drinking, did you not give me, Brother Mao, any face?" "Beauty, let me tell you. In this generation, Brother Mao is the boss who keeps his promises. Whoever dares to offend him will be in for the ride."
Zhang Rong was furious and scolded, "Brat, your mouth is so bad. Go back and rinse your mouth."
Pow!
The hoodlum slapped Zhang Rong's face and scolded: "You really don't care about face. Do you believe that I won't kill you?"
Clang!
The beer Bottles broke into pieces. The four hoodlums held the broken glass and surrounded Yang Ping and the others. They said ferociously: "Tonight, neither of the two beauties are allowed to leave."
Zhang Rong got up from the ground and was about to charge forward.
Yang Ping blocked it with a hand and his face sank.
When I'm in a bad mood, don't mess with me!
— — The content is from [Mick Read]
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