2322: C2322 The Appearance of a Natural Enemy

C2322 The Appearance of a Natural Enemy

Zhu Xi wanted to open the package, but just as she stretched out her hand, she hesitated. How could she forgive Yang Ping so easily?

No way!

Instead of opening it, she slipped through the package and left the office.

Yang Yuxin was stupefied. "Chairman Zhu, where are you going? There's something I need you to take charge of for the exhibition later. "

"You take it first."

Zhu Xi's voice drifted in through the door. Yang Yuxin felt as if she was in a dream that something wasn't right with Chairman Zhu today. Although it could be understood that it was the emotional expression of a man and a woman in love, she couldn't help but frown.

It was raining.

The courier stood under a tree outside the building, a rain-soaked cigarette between his pale fingers, licking his cracked lips and staring at the top floor.

As the explosion did not happen as scheduled, the courier frowned in displeasure. He rarely failed missions, so he had to take all the factors into account. It should be Zhu Xi or the people at her side who would open the bag and turn the entire top floor into ashes.

Even if they didn't open it, it didn't matter. The bomb incident had already been set, and it would explode in five minutes. Zhu Xi would still die.

The courier was excited about his intelligence. He liked to play with bombs, but he also liked to see people in them turn into mincemeat.

He waited for the explosion.

Suddenly, the courier looked at the entrance of the building in disbelief. A beautiful figure holding an umbrella rushed out. Her mouth was wide open as she muttered, "How is this possible?"

Zhu Xi walked out with an umbrella in one hand and a package in the other. She passed by the courier and headed towards the Yang family's Small Clinic. With a sneer on her face, it was obvious that she was looking for trouble.

The courier's eyes flashed. He stared at the package and subconsciously backed off. He did not want to die from the explosion.

"Why don't you open it!" The courier's eyes flashed with anger as he thought to himself, "My rhythm is ten times stronger than the power of the C4, but twice smaller. Such a beautiful work of art, and yet it didn't explode."

Unable to bear it, the courier took out a sharp knife from his waist and followed Zhu Xi through the heavy rain. He wanted to get to know her better. Suddenly, Zhu Xi turned around and saw the courier, especially that pale face.

Their eyes met.

The courier hurriedly hid the knife behind his back and looked away, thinking, She found me?

"Who sent the courier? I don't want it, take it back." Zhu Xi put the courier in her arms and said, "Please bring the message, I don't want it."

With that, Zhu Xizheng returned to the company.

The courier's face turned even paler as he heard the ticking inside the package. "I don't want this! This is yours!"

He rushed to Zhu Xi, wanting to trade. Unfortunately, Zhu Xi was submerged in the rain.

The courier looked anxious. He had no idea where he had placed the bomb to waste on others, but he did not want the target. This caused him to be at a loss.

"Since you don't want it, I'll let you have it!" The courier made up his mind and walked towards the building. There were still four minutes left, and he estimated that there was still time to catch up.

"Rank 69 on the Ranking of Assassins, courier."

A sigh came from behind. The courier turned around and saw a black shadow walking slowly out of the rain. There was no umbrella. The rain had soaked his coat and his shoulder-length black hair covered half his face.

However, one could still see that this person was extremely beautiful. His facial features were even more beautiful than many beauties. The courier was so jealous that he went crazy with jealousy.

"Who are you?" the courier said warily.

The man laughed as he looked at the bag: "It's better not to know who I am. You won't like it in the end."

The courier sneered and said disdainfully, "With just you, you are just playing tricks on me."

Suddenly, the courier threw away the package and left frantically, afraid of getting caught in the explosion. He sneered to himself. Idiot, since you know I'm a courier, you should know I'm good at explosives.

The explosives didn't explode.

The courier ran for a few hundred meters and stopped in his tracks. When he saw that his masterpiece had been cut in half, he laid on the ground quietly with his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Is there a mistake?"

The courier almost vomited blood. The bomb was split in half, and before it could cause an explosion, the chemical reaction was cut off. From this, it could be seen how fast the cultivator was, as well as the sharpness of the weapon.

The courier turned and ran without hesitation.

Unfortunately, someone stopped him. The man looked at the courier with interest and sighed, "You shouldn't have attacked her. At least, you can't."

Puff!

A cold light pierced through the air and descended from above the courier's head.

Drip! Drip!

The courier looked at his feet. There was an additional trace of stone between his legs. The stone tablet cracked open, and a blood-red line appeared on his head. With a plop, he fell to the ground, dying a grievous death.

"Won't you buy me a cup of tea?" The person did not turn back as he smiled faintly.

"I'm afraid you're not used to coarse tea." Yang Ping walked in the rain and stared at the incoming person's hand. On his wrist, there was a tattoo. It was a hideous looking dragon head.

"I like coarse tea." The man smiled, a charming smile on his handsome face. If the Starseeker Clan saw him, they would definitely scream, because he was too handsome.

Yang Ping didn't like the people who came. He didn't know why, but it wasn't as simple as being an enemy. It was purely because he didn't like them.

"I know your name is Yang Ping, Captain Yan Huang." The person did not seem to notice Yang Ping's disgust and just said, "I also know that you are Zhu Xi's bodyguard."

"I know everything about you in Dragon City, but I still can't help but come to see you." The person sighed and said faintly, "Thank you."

Yang Ping's pupils constricted as if he sensed something.

The person laughed again and walked into the Small Clinic through the rain. He sized up the arrangements inside and shook his head: "If I were you, I wouldn't even take half a step away from Zhu Xi. She's too dangerous. "

Yang Ping took a deep breath and said with a frown, "If you came here just to teach me a lesson, then you can leave. I don't need others to point fingers at my work."

The man chuckled and said nothing more, but he did not say his name. Yang Ping tried his best to search the experts that came to the Dragon City. There were no such people. He was definitely not the one who had been watching them yesterday. But the men were more dangerous than that.

For some reason, Yang Ping felt that this person was a big enemy.

He casually sat on a stool and closed his eyes, slowly feeling the rain outside. He revealed a satisfied expression and sighed: "After staying in England for four years, China is the best."

"Who the hell are you?" Yang Ping couldn't help but ask.

The man revealed a mysterious smile, pointed to the seat opposite him, and smiled, "Could it be that the master doesn't make tea?"

The Small Clinic was indeed a tea set. Yang Ping bought it when he went to the supermarket. He thought it would be useless, but he didn't expect it to be useful. He casually slapped a pot of Tie Guanyin.

The tea leaves were poor, several dozen a bottle, but the person seemed to be very interested. He studied the color of the tea for a long time. Yang Ping didn't ask at all, since the other side wouldn't say a word.

"Leave Dragon City." Putting down the teacup, the person suddenly stared into Yang Ping's eyes, and said indifferently: "Don't participate in Dragon God Competition."

Yang Ping squinted and said coldly, "Is that a threat?"

The man shook his head: "A gift."2

What a great gift!

Yang Ping wanted to laugh and said, "I admit that you are very strong, but I was wrong to think that you can take the lead. There are at least a few people in Dragon City who are not weaker than you. "

The newcomer did not mind and said slowly, "At least I'm stronger than you."

The atmosphere was tense as they faced each other tit for tat.

"The rain is really heavy." A familiar voice came from outside. Sunn Wangyue walked in and sat down. He smiled and said, "You don't mind, his body is wet."

Sunn Wangyue's arrival broke the balance and stood on the side of Yang Ping, completely overwhelming the other person. This displeased the other person and said lightly: "Boss Sun, you don't do the arms business properly, but instead stay by Zhu Xi's side. It's not your style."

Sunn Wangyue laughed and scolded, "How much do you expect about my style? Alright, don't put on a superior attitude. Coming back from abroad was impressive, but turtles looked down on the local people of Dragon City. Let me tell you, I also studied at Mi Country Harvard. "

"Boss Sun, you're ruining your own future." The person laughed.

Sunn Wangyue looked surprised. "You're just a turtle, not a dragon but a snake. Besides, I don't know whether you are my opponent or not. You actually dare to boast that I have ruined my own future. Interesting.

"If I'm not mistaken, we've met before." Sunn Wangyue stared at the other party's overly handsome face. Although he was tall and big, the person that came was even more good-looking than him.

The man swirled the tea cup and said blandly, "I am just a nobody. How could I know Boss Sun of Dragon City?"

"I'm sure we've met before, and we're familiar with each other. I sense a special aura from your body. " Sunn Wangyue smiled and confirmed, "It's a pity that the blood isn't in the cup. Otherwise, you would be happier."

The person's expression changed slightly for the first time since the beginning. He stared at Sunn Wangyue with murderous intent and a terrifying pressure that made the surrounding tables clack, the teapot shook and the tea water in the cup spilled out.

"Yang Ping, my words are still valid. Once we leave the Dragon City, we can live." The person looked at Yang Ping and continued, "As for the others, they will all die."

Sunn Wangyue laughed and got up, releasing his strong battle lust, and said tit for tat, "Really? I want to see who can kill me."

Ka-cha! *

The person squinted his eyes and exchanged gazes with Sunn Wangyue. He really wanted to attack, but he couldn't help but reveal a warm smile and nodded: "You truly are a formidable person. I hope you can still laugh the day after tomorrow. "

With that, the person turned around and left.

Before he left, the person stared at Yang Ping and said in a deep voice, "I advise you to save you." "Stay away from Zhu Xi from now on. You don't have the ability to protect Zhu Xi. The situation in Dragon City is a hundred times more dangerous than you imagined."

Yang Ping's mind slightly moved as he seemed to understand the other party's identity. His expression kept changing.

"Yang Ping, get out here!"

The three of them looked outside at the same time. A beautiful figure holding an umbrella was looking in angrily. The rain had wet the heels of her shoes, and her pants were stained with the mud on the street. She was holding a small umbrella, preparing to enter.

Suddenly, Zhu Xi saw the man in front of Yang Ping. With an incredulous expression, she asked, "Why is it you?"

The man stood up and smiled warmly at Zhu Xi, "Zhu Xi, it's been four years since you've become so beautiful. Heaven has given me a chance to return from England and we'll continue our fates."

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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