2307: C2307 Family of Three

C2307 Family of Three

Looking at the ice-cold aiming device, the fiery red figure was stunned. He felt that the look in his eyes was similar before. He hesitated, but soon after, his eyes became firm as he pulled the trigger.

The sniper bullet drew a silver light in the night, shooting towards Yang Ping's head. In the night sky, a loud roar sounded. Yang Ping slightly turned his body and frowned, revealing a look of displeasure. This displeasure didn't seem like killing intent towards the enemy, nor was it dissatisfaction with one's own strength. It was more like … Annoyed with the errant child.

She was a child.

That's all.

The bullet smashed through the floor, splashing the broken concrete and dusting the new trousers. Yang Ping shouted at the sniper, "Phoenix, is that you?"

When the fiery red figure heard the words' Phoenix ', his entire body trembled. He put down his sniper rifle and panted heavily. Her devilish body was covered by a red cloak, emitting a strong charm. However, her perfect face was twisted, making her look extremely painful. In her mind, there were countless chaotic pieces of space and time appearing, wanting to recover, but the more she thought about it, the more her head hurt.

Ka-cha! *

The fiery figure picked up the sniper and disappeared into the night.

Yang Ping shouted again, but the person didn't seem to hear him. When his figure disappeared, he muttered, "Phoenix, is that you?"

Yov Weichen was in a coma, Lawyer Chen was seriously injured, and the elder had exploded. The red fireball had planned to kill the three of them along with his sniper attack on Yang Ping, but it had left for some unknown reason. The gunfire attracted the attention of the city's police department. Wang Yue received the news and rushed over with her police officers. When she saw the bloody scene in front of her, she could not help but be stunned.

On the other side of the city police station, their heads were blown off while they were still alive!

The faces of all the police officers present flushed red, while their hearts were filled with incomparable rage.

In reality, Yov Weichen had killed Xin with an explosion and almost got killed by someone. After that, there was a shootout at the entrance of the city police station. Wang Yue's face was unsightly. She said in a low voice, "Immediately investigate the Dragon God Association. We cannot let a single person go." She decided to capture the murderer at all costs.

The other policemen quickly did their job. Wang Yue saw Yang Ping's dull eyes, so she fell into deep thoughts and asked, "What happened?" After asking a few times, Yang Ping didn't reply and instead reached out his hand to pat Yang Ping's shoulder.

"Whiz!"

Yang Ping instinctively grabbed onto Wang Yue's hand, and a terrifying aura exploded from his body, causing Wang Yue's face to turn pale as he threw out a punch.

The killing intent carried by this punch was something she had never seen in her entire life. Wang Yue only felt it once before her entire body went limp, as if she was in a raging sea facing a mountainous wave and could be submerged at any time. She didn't even have time to react as she watched the fist strike.

Wang Yue shouted softly as she closed her eyes, waiting for death.

Just as his fist hit Wang Yue's body, Yang Ping heard a scream and came to his senses. He quickly stopped his fist from hitting Wang Yue's body and threw a punch towards the Toyota MPV beside him.

BOOM!

The side door of the Toyota Commercial Vehicle was completely caved in, almost pierced through. This was because Yang Ping had retracted most of his strength, otherwise, the car would have been completely destroyed. Looking at the miserable state the MPV was in, Wang Yue thought that if it was her turn, it would be hard to tell if her body was complete even if she was not alive.

"You're crazy!"

Wang Yue's face was pale. After a moment of fear, she shouted angrily, "Yang Ping, what is the meaning of this? How did I offend you? "

Yang Ping smiled in embarrassment and quickly apologized, "It was a mistake, just a mistake."

Wang Yue gritted her teeth and wanted to run away, but she found that her body lacked power. Under Yang Ping's pressure, she was unable to control her body for a long time.

Yang Ping smiled bitterly and lightly patted Wang Yue's body a few times to ease her muscles and heal her injuries. Until she could move normally, she turned around and said, "Tell your people to be careful.

Wang Yue looked at the departing figure and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Take a walk."

Wang Yue hurriedly said, "What do you mean going home? Zhu Xi is still waiting for you."

"Can I go back?"

The cold voice came from the dark night and Yang Ping was already far away. Wang Yue was stunned and didn't know how to reply. She smiled bitterly and shook her head as she muttered, "How would I know? You two are really enemies."

He randomly found a hotel and Yang Ping fell asleep immediately. However, he couldn't fall asleep while lying on the bed. He was meditating, and his mind was in a state of turmoil. In his mind, the fiery red body of the night resounded. When he first saw her, she was like a phoenix that had returned to the era of war, always standing behind him. She had been bathed in the flames of war and had been reborn, always by his side …

In a blur, Yang Ping fell asleep.

He had a dream.

In the dark space, there was only a little bit of light. In the darkness, countless pairs of cold and evil eyes appeared as they stared at Yang Ping. He was alone and screaming, but no one heard him. Within the screen of light, there was only a tiny bit of light. Within the screen of light, there was only a tiny bit of light. But he was trapped in the darkness, unable to get away.

One by one, all of their comrades fell into pools of blood and rested for eternity.

Phoenix was lying on the ground, her blood pouring out a bright red camellia. It was sad, beautiful, and filled with despair.

"I'm leaving, Captain."

Phoenix was dressed in a red robe as she walked towards the darkness …

"No!"

Yang Ping suddenly woke up and reached out his hand to grab Phoenix by the collar, but there was nothing in front of him. The darkness was no longer there. The sunlight from the morning sun reflected through the windows was a bit dazzling. He knew it was a dream, a nightmare that he dared not bring to mind.

However, the fiery figure from last night had brought back memories.

Yang Ping panted heavily as he finished the entire bottle of water beside the bed. Sweat soaked his clothes, it was sticky. Yang Ping smiled bitterly and sighed: "I still haven't forgotten. Didn't we agree to start over from the beginning? "

In the bathroom.

Although his body was perfect without any scars, but he knew that in one place, no matter how strong he was, no matter how many fortuitous encounters he had, he would never be able to repair the wounds on his heart.

After showering, Yang Ping looked at his dirty clothes and sat on the bed helplessly. No clothes, no way out. He regretted not taking out Huafu Apartment's luggage. Right now, he couldn't even change his clothes. He flipped through the phone book. The name flashed across his eyes and he could only dial a single number.

"Du, du, du ~ ~ ~"

After a long wait, when Yang Ping thought that the other person was angry and intentionally not answering, a gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yang Ping, what's wrong?"

Mu Zihan's voice was soft, no longer cold, no longer at home. Yang Ping felt warm inside and his mood improved a lot. He said hesitantly, "Zihan, do me a favor."

Half an hour later.

The doorbell rang. Yang Ping opened the door and saw Mu Zihan with Sofia, carrying a bag of clothes. He said, "Zihan, you're here."

"Uncle, shame."

Xuan Xuan saw that Yang Ping was only wearing a bath towel and had a scrape on his face, so she smiled and said, "Mom said, you can't see anyone unless you wear clothes. "Uncle, Xuan Xuan is more sensible than you."

Yang Ping took the clothes awkwardly and walked into the bathroom. A few minutes later, he walked out and saw Mu Zihan tidying up the room. He said awkwardly, "I'm really sorry. I forgot to bring my clothes last night."

Mu Zihan didn't say anything. She helped to tidy up the sheets out of habit and said, "It's a bit messy. Is it the same at home?"

Clothes and pants lay haphazardly on the bed, and some cigarette butts had been left in the ashtray for some time. Smoke and ashes were left on the bedside table, and empty bottles of mineral water were left on the floor. Mu Zihan tidied up the room and complained, "Every single one of you men is clean."

Mu Zihan's tone was like a man who was blaming himself for not paying attention to the details. She gathered up the sheets and, with her buttocks sticking out, outlined the perfect curve. Mu Zihan wore a camouflaged shirt, black pants, and high heels. When she cleaned up, her shirt was tied tight, revealing her black undergarments. Her skin was white and alluring, and a faint fragrance wafted to the tip of her nose.

Yang Ping smelled the refreshing fragrance and was slightly moved. He looked at her quietly and listened to the familiar yet unfamiliar complaints. He felt warm inside. Xuan Xuan sat at the side, holding a doll, shaking her head and blinking her bright eyes as she giggled.

"Have you eaten?" Mu Zihan stood up and asked. Suddenly, she saw Yang Ping's unique gaze that seemed to be able to see through his body. His eyes were hiding an indescribable expectation.

"Nope."

Yang Ping realized he was lost in thought and hurriedly explained, "Zihan, how about we have breakfast together?"1

Xuan Xuan cheered and ran into Yang Ping's arms. She smiled and said, "Uncle, Xuan Xuan is very hungry. I want to eat Hagan Das."

Yang Ping patted Xuan Xuan's head and smiled, "Alright, you can have as many as you want. As long as Xuan Xuan is willing. "

Mu Zihan complained, "It's too cold, it's bad for the body. "Xuan Xuan, wait for your red body to recover first. You haven't recovered from the cold yet."

When Yang Ping heard Xuan Xuan's cold, he hastily touched her forehead and compared it with his own. He nodded and said, "Yes, it's a little hot. Xuan Xuan, I will treat you again in the future. I have to eat something light today, okay? "

Xuan Xuan pouted. Her boss was unwilling.

"Really?"

Very soon, Xuan Xuan revealed a happy smile, held Yang Ping's hand and shouted, "Don't go back on your word. We pull the hook and it stays the same for a hundred years. "

Seeing Yang Ping and his daughter getting along happily, Mu Zihan revealed a happy smile.

A family of three, the definition of happiness, that was all.

The three of them left the room and had breakfast in the hotel.

The hotel was a four-star hotel and there were quite a few ways to eat breakfast. The three of them sat around a small table, talking and laughing. Xuan Xuan shouted that she wanted to go to the zoo. Mu Zihan looked at Yang Ping helplessly. Yang Ping laughed and said, "Alright, let's go to Xuan Xuan later."

Xuan Xuan cheered and kissed Yang Ping on the cheek. She smiled and said, "Uncle is still the best. Mom won't let me go."

Seeing her daughter not getting close to her and instead acting coquettishly towards Yang Ping, Mu Zihan pretended to be angry and said, "Mom doesn't treat you well? "If you continue to be naughty, mom will not want you anymore."

Xuan Xuan jumped in fright and looked at her mother with an aggrieved expression. She blinked and pulled Yang Ping while asking innocently, "Uncle, mom, why don't the three of us split up?"

Mu Zihan's delicate body trembled. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to let go as she looked nervously at Yang Ping.

Yang Ping held Mu Zihan's delicate hand. It was smooth, tender, and a little cold, making it extremely comfortable. No wonder the ancients said that a beautiful woman's hand was soft and fragile. He smiled and said, "Of course, we won't separate."

Mu Zihan smiled. Deep in her heart, a warm current flowed through.

"Manager Mu, long time no see." A annoying voice sounded. Yang Ping saw a middle-aged bald man with a big belly walking over with a lustful look in his eyes.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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