2276: C2276 Ancient Martial Family

C2276 Ancient Martial Family

The two chatted as they walked down the mountain. These two were in charge of night patrols, but they were very skilled. Yang Ping felt an unusual aura, but he couldn't describe the feeling. It was different from what he felt from Iron-Blood soldiers. Ma Weiwei secretly heaved a sigh of relief after they left, and said in shock: "There's someone with Posterior Mountain."

Yang Ping indicated for her to whisper and continued walking.

A hundred steps forward and sparks appeared.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a group of tents with several tens of people shuttling through them. Two people in a group, watching the heavy rectangular wooden box enter a cave. There were two armed men guarding outside the camp, watching the surroundings.

"Hurry, the customer is in a hurry."

A voice shouted. It sounded very familiar. Yang Ping opened his eyes and his face changed slightly. He actually knew this person, but he didn't expect to meet him at the Posterior Mountain.

Loong Xiaoming's eyes were like a mountain as they swept across the place where Yang Ping was hiding. He didn't find any suspicious traces and continued, "Move to the dock before tomorrow morning. The customer will bring it away in a container."

Yang Ping was secretly shocked, Loong Xiaoming was not under the duet and had even gotten what he wanted. This person had once been a member of the 16th Bureau. He was adept at scouting and counter-scouting, and was extremely sensitive to danger. As soon as he made a move, he would immediately react.

It seemed like things were not as simple as he had imagined.

After Yang Ping took a closer look, he saw that there were actually heavy weapons inside the wooden box. Other than the AK-47 submachine guns that had entered Russia, there were also many heavy weapons, which were extremely lethal. These weapons could arm a small country in Africa, but never would they have thought that they would appear in Dragon City University.

Yang Ping thought of Dragon God Competition and had a bad premonition. This time, the Dragon God Competition was sponsored by the citizens and mysterious organizations, with the participation of the elites from all walks of life. Every year, there would be a quota of deaths. However, this year was filled with killing intent. It was completely different from the previous years.

A single Dragon God Competition actually involved so many firearms. Yang Ping's eyes turned serious.

Ma Weiwei asked secretly, "What's that over there? Is there someone camping?"

Yang Ping shook his head and whispered, "Don't make a sound later. I'll go in and take a look. "

Ma Weiwei exclaimed and held Yang Ping's hand, saying, "No, I'm afraid to be alone." Let's go together. "

Yang Ping didn't want to reveal the danger ahead, so he smiled and said, "Trust me, I'll be back soon."

Ma Weiwei looked into Yang Ping's starry eyes and nodded. She whispered, "Come back quickly." I... I'm really afraid of the night. It's rumored in the school that there are wild beasts in the Posterior Mountain. "

Yang Ping thought to himself, wild beasts are nothing, the ones that are more ferocious than wild beasts are humans.

After leaving the big rock, Yang Ping was like a cheetah as he silently approached the camp. After passing by two of the guards, he turned into a gust of wind and blew past at an extraordinary speed. The two looked at each other in confusion. They looked around vigilantly, but did not notice anything.

"Did something just pass by?" one of them asked.

His companion scolded him, "Don't be suspicious. Tonight's business was very important. There must be no mistake, or we will all die. The boss attached great importance to this collaboration. Be serious, don't let outsiders in. "

That person sneered and said, "The trash police of the Dragon City also want to come in. Who dares to be impudent in front of Mr. Wu?"

Hehe.

His companion nodded. After chatting for a bit, he started to be vigilant of his surroundings.

The camp was so heavily guarded that flies could not fly in. However, for Yang Ping, he had been to places that were even stricter. This level of defense was unable to stop him. He slipped into a tent just in time to see a pair of men doing piston work. The woman hugged the man's shoulders tightly, her nails scratching his back until it bled. The man's body stretched and his legs trembled.

Puff!

The woman had yet to recover from her orgasm when a dagger slashed across her neck. Fresh blood flowed out from the wound, staining the tent red. The man got up and said regretfully, "If it wasn't for the fact that the mission tonight was too important to reveal any secrets, you could still have survived."

Women were the ladies that the association had spent a lot of money to bring out, while men were the small leaders of the camp.

Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly felt a shadow shrouding him. He wanted to shout out loud, but a hand grabbed his neck. With a gentle squeeze, his bones shattered and he fell to the ground, unable to rest in peace. Yang Ping looked at the two corpses on the ground. He changed into the man's clothes and walked out of the tent with his tall hat covering half of his face.

"Whiz!"

Yang Pinggang walked out of the tent. When the two guards outside saw the emblem on his chest, it was a five bar red line. They saluted and said respectfully, "Captain."

The five bars are the captain?

When Yang Ping saw that there were only two bars on their badges, he thought to himself, the man we just killed probably has a very high status in the camp. He nodded and walked toward the cave. Along the way, he saluted every time he saw the five stripes on his badge, so he didn't encounter any obstructions. The cave was very deep, but it was extremely warm and bright.

About 500 meters into the cave, Yang Ping saw boxes of firearms under the stone wall. He estimated that there were at least 100 submachine guns and an uncountable number of bullets and grenades. Yang Ping was sweating when he saw this. In the cave arms trade, if he was caught, it wouldn't be enough to just shoot him a hundred times. Who in the world would dare to risk such a huge amount of danger to transport a massive amount of ammunition?

Loong Xiaoming was checking the number of weapons and was preparing to deliver them tomorrow, so he didn't want any problems. The emblem on his chest had four stripes and was of a much higher status than the average person. But it was a few times lower than Yang Ping's clothes.

Yang Ping originally wanted to sneak over, but just as he took two steps, Loong Xiaoming suddenly turned around and stared at him as he walked over.

Loong Xiaoming's unusual movement attracted the attention of others. All of them looked over vigilantly, holding onto the Lunar Shadow Saber as they prepared to fire at any moment. It seemed that they trusted Loong Xiaoming a lot, and they were on high alert against the sudden intrusion of Yang Ping.

"Boss asked me, how is it?" Yang Ping changed his voice and shouted. A strong killing intent spread out, causing Loong Xiaoming's body to tremble.

Loong Xiaoming's eyes were filled with bewilderment. When he saw the five stripes on Yang Ping's badge, his face slightly changed. He said in a deep voice, "Captain, why aren't you in the camp?"

Seeing that Loong Xiaoming was still suspicious, Yang Ping suddenly had an idea and scolded him, "Where do you think your father needs to be? You're just my subordinate. My actions were reported to the boss alone. Now tell me how things are going. "

Loong Xiaoming's expression kept changing. He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "This business is worth 10 million. The boss told me to take responsibility personally." Captain, you are in charge of external security, there is no need to interfere in my matters. Could it be that Captain wants to disobey the boss's wishes? "

Yang Ping was surprised and thought that it was no wonder that Loong Xiaoming was on guard. The man he just killed was probably not on good terms with Loong Xiaoming. He was fighting for the boss's favor in front of him, but unfortunately, Loong Xiaoming was more valued.

"Whatever laozi likes to do, it's none of your business. If you have the ability, go tell the boss." Yang Ping cursed as he revealed his unyielding stance. A wave of imposing aura that was just right and proper pressured the crowd, causing everyone's expression to change as they stared at him in fear. Loong Xiaoming's face was gloomy and he was furious.

"If I kill you, the boss won't say anything." Yang Ping continued to say forcefully as he mulled over the changes of the crowd.

Loong Xiaoming stared into Yang Ping's eyes. He felt like he had seen it before, but he couldn't recall where. The captain and him were not on good terms, and they had never met. Because the boss does things, likes to play the mystery, no one knows each other, but has the corresponding code word.

"Look for yourself." Loong Xiaoming turned around and left. The others secretly heaved a sigh of relief. If the two higher-ups were to fight, the ones to suffer would be the soldiers.

Yang Ping sneered and strutted into the cave. The deeper he went, the more shocked he became. This simple thing could be used as an armory. With a large amount of light weapons, he could probably arm a combat company. Such a terrifying amount of ammunition was something Yang Ping rarely saw. Even the number one drug lord in the world didn't have such a huge arsenal.

Who was the boss?

Yang Ping was very interested in this mysterious boss. If this person was a threat to the country's security and stability, he had to be saved or else there would be endless trouble in the future. Moreover, the armory in the cave had to be destroyed, or else if it leaked out, who knew what kind of disaster it would bring.

Many people participated in Dragon God Competition, which attracted a lot of attention from the national media. Although it was not comparable to the Olympic Games, it was still considered a first-rate festive event for the people. At that time, the number of participants would probably number in the tens of thousands. If a grenade were to explode in the middle of a crowd, how many people would die?

Drip! Drip!

Yang Ping followed the water and continued forward. Finally, he reached the end of the arsenal. There were at least thirty or so people guarding the cave. Even if all of the Dragon City's Municipal Public Security Bureau Police were present, they probably wouldn't be a match for these people.

He quietly took out a grenade from the wooden box and prepared to blow up the arsenal in the cave.

Just as he was about to make his move, an incomparably cold aura came from the cave. The cave was originally very cold, but compared to the sudden aura, it was like a small marvel. The chill was bone-piercing as experts descended upon them.

Yang Ping turned around vigilantly and hesitated.

A feminine looking man in a white robe entered the cave. Everyone became incomparably respectful. This was a reverence that came from the depths of their heart. Loong Xiaoming stood tall and straight, like a soldier under inspection, explaining something to the person that just arrived. The person nodded repeatedly and focused his gaze on Yang Ping in the end.

"Come here." The person pointed at Yang Ping and said lightly.

Yang Ping frowned. It seemed like Loong Xiaoming disliked him and complained in front of the visitors.

Originally, Yang Ping wanted to blow up the weapon and leave, but after weighing the pros and cons, he couldn't do it at the moment. Not to mention that more than thirty guns were pointed at him, but an expert suddenly appeared out of nowhere, making Yang Ping feel troubled. This person's strength was unfathomable. He was much more powerful than those half-dead assassins.

"Mr. Wu. "The captain wants to interfere in my matters. Please uphold justice." Loong Xiaoming lowered his head as he said this, while his eyes flickered with uncertainty.

Mr. Wu squinted his eyes and looked over. Yang Ping could feel an extremely powerful spiritual sense sweeping over his body, wanting to check out everything about him. His heart was in turmoil as he found this unbelievable. Mr. Wu's spiritual sense was incredibly strong, far surpassing the average person. Moreover, Yang Ping finally understood why he felt a familiar aura from the cave when he was outside.1

Only experts from the ancient martial arts families had such terrifying strength.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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