2419: C2419 Ninth Dragon King

C2419 Ninth Dragon King

Tranquil Heart Hall.

The stronghold of Boss Brother Xi's gang was called Tranquil Heart Hall. Its name was very poetic. Only after his spirit had calmed down could he climb the peak of martial arts.

Yang Ping came to the door and looked at the name "Tranquil Heart Palace" and was extremely surprised in his heart. The three words' Tranquil Heart Palace 'concealed a profound meaning and exuded a buddhist nature. It was as if an exalted monk had landed a stroke that shook the world, as if ghosts and gods were unpredictable.

Could it be a hidden sect?

Yang Ping thought in his heart. Brother Xi was supported by two hooligans as he stuttered and mumbled something. Unfortunately, his front teeth were gone and his mouth was leaking air so he couldn't hear clearly. When the other hoodlums returned to their base camp, they were so excited that they were about to cry. Normally, they would never have thought that the base camp was so intimate.

A few of the hoodlums were furious, thinking that their boss was going to make a move and kill him.

Brother Xi couldn't wait to get in. A few of the hoodlums looked at Yang Ping in fear. Seeing that he was fine, they followed Brother Xi as they cried for their parents. Yang Ping looked at the three words, Tranquil Heart Hall, as if he had comprehended something.

Mu Zihan insisted on coming. She didn't want to implicate Yang Ping because of the jewelry store. Although he could fight, he was a gang that had occupied a street in the center of the city for a long time. It was impossible for him to fight without a background.

Sensing Mu Zihan's nervousness, Yang Ping turned around and smiled, "I told you not to come but to come instead. There's nothing to see in a man fighting. "Why don't you go to the coffee shop opposite the shop and wait for me there. I'll be back soon after I finish dealing with the matter."

Mu Zihan's heart trembled. Didn't she say that she was worried for Yang Ping's safety and wanted him to leave on purpose? Actually, she didn't have the confidence to deal with him, she just didn't want him to worry.

Mu Zihan's heart softened. Like me, he was worried about each other?

Yang Ping did not want Mu Zihan to be involved in the matters of the martial arts world. Just from the name "Tranquil Heart Palace", it was obvious that there were experts lurking here. If she stood up, blood would be spilled and her nerves would be stimulated.

"I want to face it with you. It was caused by me." Mu Zihan was both moved and stubborn. She puffed out her chest in an extremely arrogant and seductive manner. When she made up her mind, the waves in her heart would surge violently, almost bursting her outer layer of clothes, revealing her black undergarments.

Yang Ping took a glance and his eyes were almost popping out as he joked, "It's because you're too beautiful, you're the center of attention wherever you go. Let alone the gang leaders who have never seen any chick with temperament, even the deities in the sky would bow down to you if they saw you. "

Mu Zihan felt that Yang Ping's gaze was fixed on the place where she was proud of. Her heart was thumping hard, not daring to meet his gaze.

The two of them were friends. His gaze was very direct, just like a pervert, but he swore to the heavens that he definitely didn't see it on purpose. However, because Mu Zihan's body was very attractive, like a ripe peach, it made men crazy and restless. As the purest of men, Yang Ping's love for beauty was unavoidable.

"Um …" "Let's go in." Yang Ping didn't know what to say as he walked forward to cover his guilt. Mu Zihan was like a young wife looking at Yang Ping's back. Her eyes burst with a determined light as she followed Yang Ping. Even if it was Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild in front of her, she wouldn't frown.

Tranquil Heart Hall was a place where one sought peace of mind and obtained peace of mind.

Crossing the threshold, Yang Ping immediately challenged the best state. There might be a great master inside, at least Wen Lan's level. That kind of calligraphy that was filled with surging vitality could be written by extraordinary people.

"One o'clock, six sixes..."

Walking into the hall, Yang Ping saw the scene in front of him and almost thought that he entered the right place. The words "Tranquil Heart Palace" appeared in his mind. He thought it was a place filled with dragons and tigers, but there was a hotpot in front of him, a man sweating with excitement shouting "naked fruit", and a woman giggling beside him. The heat from the hotpot rose up, filling the air with the smell of chili oil. A man guesses, a woman screams.

Is this Tranquil Heart Pavilion?

Yang Ping swallowed his saliva and thought to himself, "It's simply a hot pot restaurant in the market. It's filled with smoke and miasma."

One of them was sitting in an armchair, while two Little Playgirl in school uniform sat beside him, massaging a cigar. Brother Xi stood to the side and pointed at Yang Ping, babbling nonstop.

One-eyed pushed Brother Xi away and scolded, "Fuck, talking doesn't matter. You don't have any culture. If I ask you to read more, at least text me. F * ck, it's just a third grade primary school. Being your boss is really shameful. "

Little Playgirl giggled as she caressed the strong muscles of the one-eyed man.

One-eyed got up and roared, "Stop it! Stop it! You, and you! Stop it! F * ck! I told you not to mess around with women in front of my eyes. You bastard! Get those two out of the way and throw them out!"

"One after another uncultured thing, someone is kicking the building and raiding the guys!" Only after the one-eyed man roared did his subordinates react. They hurriedly looked around for other people. Some of them were holding benches, some were carrying bricks, and some were even carrying a hotpot. It was so hot that their bodies were trembling.

One-Eyed held his head high and puffed his chest out as he stared at Mu Zihan. He then said with a strange smile, "Young lady, are you here to drink with me?"

Mu Zihan's face was green as she looked at One-Eyed's mouthful of yellow teeth. She had smoked too much and the smell of smoke filled her mouth. She felt nauseous. The two Little Playgirl did not give in and called out, "Big brother, aren't the two of us skilled? We still need to find other women."

One-eyed spat and scolded, "You two are trash, you came out of a chicken nest. F * ck, can he be compared with others? Every time I go in, it's always loose. I thought I was stabbed by a beer Bottles. "

One of them, Little Playgirl, had an ugly expression on her face as she muttered, "Your item is as thin as a needle."

Haha!

Those subordinates who were prepared to go all out could not help but laugh.

One-eyed was angry: "You are courting death! How dare you question my power!" Fuck, Old Xi, bring her in and kill her, represent me and the other brothers in the gang to let that little bitch know how strong I am. "

Brother Xi hesitated and felt troubled.

Little Playgirl giggled and said, "Brother, I've done it with Brother Xi, his stuff is much bigger than yours."

Haha!

The underlings laughed again.

One Eyed clenched his teeth and cried out in anger. Few of his subordinates had studied, and they were all hoodlums who had left school at a young age. Here, the one with the highest education was actually him who had studied in a first year high school.

Mu Zihan was stupefied. She looked at the group of treasures in Tranquil Heart Palace and thought that she had come to the wrong place.

Yang Ping sighed in his heart and felt ashamed of his previous thoughts. At the door, he thought that there would be a big battle, but now it seemed like it was a waste of an expression. He shouted: "One-eyed dragon, are we going to fight or not?"

The Tranquil Heart Hall instantly turned silent.

One-eyed's face was twisted as he asked in a cold tone: "What did you call me?"

Brother Xi's heart trembled as he thought, "Crap, boss is one-eyed, born disabled, he is called One-eyed Dragon." Brother Xi thought, "Damn, boss is one-eyed, born handicapped, he is called One-eyed Dragon."

The boss went crazy, and the world trembled.

Everyone looked at Yang Ping with eyes full of pity, thinking that he was about to die.

One-eyed bared his teeth and said coldly, "Men dig out the eyes and women put them on my bed." His tone was icy, and the aura of a boss was restored. The Tranquil Heart Pavilion became eerie and filled with killing intent.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn.

One-Eyed laughed lewdly as the other lackeys slowly approached.

Mu Zihan, who was behind Yang Ping, asked, "They have a lot of people. Do you want me to call the police?"

Yang Ping smiled and ignored the dozens of people surrounding them. He said, "Don't worry."

Hearing Yang Ping's confident voice, Mu Zihan's heart quieted down. She didn't know why, but every time she saw his confident smile, deep down in her heart, nothing big would happen. She was shocked to discover that she seemed to have been Yang Ping for a long time.

Clang!

At the critical moment, the young man holding the hotpot cried out miserably. The hotpot fell to the ground, and he rubbed his hands together, sweating from the pain.

One-Eyed glanced at the wagging hotpot on the ground and tried his best to suppress his anger: "Go, kill him." The surrounding hoodlums revealed a vicious gaze and pounced towards Yang Ping. Mu Zihan's heart skipped a beat as she grabbed the bench.

Boom!

Yang Ping took a step forward and released his cold aura. Anyone who attacked him would be knocked to the ground by his aura. The benches and bricks were all messed up and the bullies were all screaming in pain.

One-eyed stared in disbelief.

Yang Ping walked towards One-eyed and said lightly, "You want to collect protection fees?"

One-Eyed looked at Yang Ping blankly. He kneeled on the ground and shouted, "Hero, spare my life."0

"Spare my life!"

The hall was filled with kneeling and pleading.

Mu Zihan's gaze swept over the usually vicious looking dog that was now like a dog that was wagging its tail. Finally, her gaze stopped behind Yang Ping. She felt that he was magnificent and tall.

"More protection money?" Yang Ping asked with a smile.

One-eyed stood up, grabbed Brother Xi who was hiding under the armchair, and slapped him: "Did you do it? "I've said before, we are a company with rules and regulations, not a mafia. Why the f * ck wouldn't we listen?"

Being beaten up like a pig's head, Brother Xi complained in his heart: "Big pot, it was you who asked me to …"

The one-eyed man kicked Brother Xi away, and snorted, "From today onwards, whoever dares to disturb Yang's jewelry store will be fighting with me, a one-eyed man. Not only will I screw your wife, but also your mother!"

Looking at the farce like Tranquil Heart Palace, Yang Ping shook his head and turned around to leave.

At the door, Yang Ping raised his head and looked at the Tranquil Heart Palace plaque. When he turned his head, One-eyed, who was anxiously waiting for him to leave, kneeled down and asked, "Who wrote this?"

One-eyed was scared to death of Yang Ping and said in a trembling voice, "A monk." It was written last week. "

Yang Ping asked, "Where is he?"

He then looked at one of his subordinates and cursed, "Where is that old monk?"

The subordinate hurriedly replied, "I don't know. When he wrote, he said a week later that someone would come and take the plaque. "

Yang Ping's brows twitched as he became even more curious about the person who wrote the signboard.

The three words' Tranquil Heart Pavilion 'shone brightly and exuded a strong Buddhist aura. The Buddhist light condensed into an old monk who was looking at him with a smile.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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