2515: C2515 Heavenly Duty

C2515 Heavenly Duty

Su Fei was playing with her fingers. She didn't feel anything from Yang Ping's sudden change in expression. It was as if the sky had collapsed and the tall man was holding it in place, so she was not worried at all.

After finishing the call.

Yang Ping clenched his phone. His eyes were filled with rage and he wanted to get angry, but he held himself back. He smiled and said, "I'll be back soon."

Su Fei acknowledged.

Yang Ping walked towards the door.

"You don't need my help?" Su Fei smiled and reminded him, "I was very helpful to Young Master. Of course, the price for helping out is not small. "

Yang Ping shook his head and replied nonchalantly, "I'm fine. "I'll be right back. What is there to help me with?"

Su Fei didn't point it out. Since she didn't need any help, she decided to sleep. She waved her hand and walked into the room. "Come back early. I won't close the door." If a robber comes, my girl's family won't be able to hold on. "

Yang Ping couldn't help but laugh as he shook his head and left the infirmary.

Although Yang Ping tried his best to be calm, Su Fei could feel the anger in his heart. This was a very mysterious feeling that ordinary people could not see, but the Five Elements Acupuncture's sensitivity to joy, anger and sorrow was very high.

Yang Ping definitely encountered a troublesome matter. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gotten angry.

Su Fei didn't pursue the topic further. She sighed. "Men have a lot of face."

When they got out, Yang Ping forgot that he didn't have a car, so he could only wave his hands while walking. Zhu Family's Seaside Villa was dozens of kilometers away from the clinic, and it wouldn't be able to get there in a short time.

After walking for a few minutes, he didn't get a taxi.

Yang Ping was anxious as he walked faster and faster. How could he not be worried? He was worried about Zhu Xi's safety, and Jiang Weimin did everything he could to force Zhu Xi to use her as a threat before the duel.

It seemed that his Jiang Family had reached the point where he had gone insane from being the champion, using all kinds of methods to beat Yang Ping, even if he had to carry the burden of scolding.

A car stopped beside her like a ghost. The window of the car was about to open, revealing a pair of bright eyes. She smiled and said, "I just happen to be going out. Shall we go together?"

Yang Ping was stunned and hesitated. The battle at Seaside Villa was extremely dangerous, so he did not want to involve Ming Zhu in it. Ming Zhu could see his hesitation. She pretended to be relaxed as she said, "Rest assured, I won't stop you like last time."

"When we arrive at our destination, I will leave immediately. How about we ensure our own safety? "

Yang Ping looked at Ming Zhu's clear eyes and didn't feel any obvious sadness or discomfort. He then got into the car and sat in the front seat, fastened his seat belt and said: "Zhu Family, Seaside Villa." He could clearly feel Ming Zhu's delicate hand that was gripping the steering wheel tremble, but he quickly regained his cool.

Ming Zhu did not ask about the reason as she ran at full speed.

Just for the sake of this trust and patience, Yang Ping took a good look at Ming Zhu. She was a sensible girl.

Ming Zhu's sports car would arrive in nine minutes after a twenty minute ride. Yang Ping got out of the car and wanted to say thank you. Ming Zhu waved her hand and pretended to complain, "I already said, don't thank me."

Yang Ping was moved. He didn't know if Jiang Weimin would be able to come out after he went in, because Jiang Weimin was sure to spend a lot of manpower and resources on him before using his final attack. The Pearl cherry lips slightly opened, sparkling and translucent under the starlight of the dark night, but in the end, she said nothing.

Yang Ping nodded, got out of the car and walked towards the door of the mansion.

The villa was very quiet and the atmosphere was strange. Even the chirps of the cicadas had disappeared, and the Luo River peacefully flowed down the cliff.

He took a deep breath and began to walk.

With a warm body pressed against his back, Ming Zhu rushed up and hugged him tightly. With a trembling voice, she said: "Yang Ping, you have to come back alive, okay?"

Yang Ping stopped and smiled, "What are you talking about, I'm fine. Don't tell me you don't know my strength?

Ming Zhu shook her head as she mumbled, "I won't ask you for the reason to enter, but I can feel that your anger is definitely because of Zhu Xi. But instead of being jealous, I envied her. I know there are things a man has to do, even at the cost of his life. But please keep a little hope for me, and come out alive. "

Yang Ping turned around, caressed Ming Zhu's face and softly said: "Okay, I promise you." After giving her a big hug, he walked resolutely towards the villa. His shoulders were drenched with tears from the pearls. It was ice-cold, even colder than the night wind.

Ming Zhu saw him enter the villa and wiped away her tears. She sat in the car and muttered, "Yang Ping, I'll wait for you to come out."

They entered the front yard of the villa.

Yang Ping looked at the unconscious people on the ground. They were not dead, but had temporarily fainted from the immense impact to their psyche. However, there would be repercussions when they woke up. This should be Jiang Weimin using the terrifying pressure to subdue the Zhu Family.

There was a fire in the middle of the yard.

The fire burned fiercely, and the materials were all made of the expensive wood in the hall.

There was a person hanging above the flames. Zhu Yan's hands were tied up as he floated three to four meters in the air. Both of his feet were about half a meter away from the flames. His aura was in disorder, and he had received heavy injuries. When he saw Yang Ping's arrival, he revealed a look of pleasant surprise.

Sou sou!

A crack in the grass, two infrared rays focused on his chest, a warning sign appeared, Yang Ping quickly left and the sound of gunfire rang. There was an ambush on the Sharpshooter, wanting to blow his head off. Luckily, Yang Ping was quick to react and avoided the two shots.

In front of him was Zhu Yan, who was on the fire. There were snipers in the dark.

Yang Ping was in a dilemma.

A blood-curdling scream rang out. Yang Ping noticed the flash of a black shadow before the sniper lost his breath. It seemed that someone was helping him. Yang Ping rushed at Zhu Yan, wanting to save one of them first.

Seeing that he had cut off the rope to save Zhu Yan, a disdainful sneer came from the living room.

The door opened and Jiang Weimin, sitting high up in the armchair, punched Yang Ping in the air and sent him flying. He was at the Subsaint realm and there was a huge difference in Yang Ping's Eighth Level Stage. He punched, and the terrible pressure and force from the air forced Yang Ping to defend himself.

Receiving the punch, Yang Ping's blood was boiling and his face paled.

Jiang Weimin was very strong!

Yang Ping held Zhu Yan as he fell to the ground, retreating several steps before stabilizing his body.

Jiang Weimin's eyes flashed. From Yang Ping's reaction, he could tell that his strength did not surpass his own expectations. Although he had received a punch from the Subsaint realm through the air, he was not his match. Jiang Weimin wanted to take this opportunity to kill him.

"Be careful." Zhu Yan warned, vigilantly looking at Jiang Weimin on his teacher's chair.

Jiang Weimin was too strong, so Zhu Yan had no ability to resist.

Yang Ping was no match for him.

"Zhu Xi is inside." Zhu Yan smiled bitterly, "I'm useless, I can't protect her."

Yang Ping nodded and walked inside.

Jiang Weimin looked down from above and shook his head, "You really disappoint me. I thought that after being refined, your strength can reach the level of threatening me. It seems that everyone overestimates you."

Yang Ping said lightly, "Where is he?"

Jiang Weimin laughed and said in disdain, "You still want to save him? It was a question of whether or not he could get out of here tonight. "Nonsense, I'm going to kill you now so that you won't embarrass yourself in the arena."

Yang Ping was fearless.

A great battle was about to begin.

Jiang Weimin sneered as he stared at Yang Ping.

"Enough!"

A cold voice came from the void. Jiang Weimin's expression changed drastically as he looked around in shock, but he didn't find anyone. He cried out involuntarily, "Madame Zhu?"1

There was no response.

Jiang Weimin's expression changed, then he turned around and ran.

F * ck, he died miserably from offending Madame Zhu, so he didn't want to do anything. Before he left, he sent a palm strike towards the teacher's chair, shattering the chair. Behind the chair was Zhu Xi's body.

Zhu Xi grunted as her Subsaint and energy entered her body, taking away half of her life.

The suppressed Falling Snow And Cold Plum exploded out in an instant, its life at stake.

Yang Ping's expression changed. He came to Zhu Xi's side, and after checking her pulse, he became gloomy. Damn it, the Falling Snow And Cold Plum could no longer suppress the number one poison in Zhu Xi's body and it had completely erupted.

"Don't touch me!"

Blood flowed out from the corner of Zhu Xi's mouth as she stopped Yang Ping's rescue. She said, "I'm very ill. If you save me, I'll be in great danger."

Yang Ping's expression was calm.

Zhu Yan was well aware of Zhu Xi's condition. In the past, Wu Tie could suppress her, but he thought that it would be treated soon. He didn't expect it to erupt again. His face was anxious, and he did not hide his father's worry.

However, Zhu Yan thought that Yang Ping was going to fight Jiang Weimin in the finals. If they saved someone, they would be crippled and not even qualified to fight.

His heart trembled like never before.

Should he save them or not?

If it was him, Zhu Yan would definitely not save anyone, because not only might not be able to do so, but he would also lose his life in the finals.

He was even more conflicted than Yang Ping. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

Yang Ping did not hesitate and immediately took out a silver needle and began to treat the patient.

Zhu Yan said, "No!"

Yang Ping didn't look at him and said lightly: "Saving people is my duty."

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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