2696: C2696 Close Distance

C2696 Close Distance

"You're not apologizing, you're not giving me face." Yang Ping lifted his foot and landed on the ground again. This time, his strength was twice as strong as last time. It was so strong that Second Senior Brother almost vomited out his bile. One after another, poisonous bugs ran out of his mouth and died outside.

Second Senior Brother looked at Yang Ping in fear. He wanted to say something, but the foot on his chest did not move and could not open his mouth. He could only signal with his eyes.

Yang Ping acted as if he didn't see it. He sighed heavily with extreme pity in his eyes. He shook his head and said, "I've never seen such a stubborn old man like you. If you don't want to apologize, then don't blame me for being rude. "I am the first to be courteous before the others."

Second Senior Brother almost vomited a mouthful of blood. F * cking hell, how could you be so courteous after the battle? I was beaten to the point of incontinence by you, what kind of preemptive before the battle? However, he did not dare to give Yang Ping another kick. Even though he had the physique of a Subsaint cultivator, due to the long term use of spells, his physique was only at the early stage of Subsaint.

He exhausted all his energy and said in a weak voice, "I …" "Apologize..."

Yang Ping pricked up his ears and asked, "What did you say? Can't you hear me? "

Second Senior Brother's face was flushed red and his eyes bulged, he wanted to bite him to death. However, when he used up the last bit of his strength, he could only whisper. Right now, he could only lie on the ground, unable to move, showing a pleading look.

Yang Ping had an expression on his face as he said, "You can tell that I am a person who respects the elders and loves the young. I was almost evaluated as one of the top ten youths in the Dragon City. How about this, you give me a chance to treat your old and young body."

He slowly pulled out the silver needle. It was nine inches long, and it glimmered with a cold light.

Second Senior Brother's face twitched and he almost fainted.

Nine inches of needle, my God, who the hell is this guy. There were very few people in the world who could use nine inch needles, even though the master, the Magus King, was known as the number one medical expert in Miao Territory, he could only barely use nine inch needles.

He finally knew what kind of person he had offended.

Even if the other party didn't know martial arts, just his medical skills alone were enough to dominate a region.

"Hold on..."

Second Senior Brother shouted in a hurry. This time, he could speak. His face looked anxious.

Pfft!

Without any warning, the silver needle pierced into the acupoint and started to channel Qi. The life Wizard Poison in his body stirred restlessly, the blood in his veins boiled, and the silent Wizard Poison in his body became more excited than ever before as it continuously attacked.

Second Senior Brother's eyes were wide open as he was in so much pain that he wished he was dead.

Yang Ping exclaimed and said helplessly, "Why didn't you say so earlier? I've already made my move."

Second Senior Brother's body trembled and instantly aged several decades.

And then …

No, no.

Yang Ping carried Su Fei by the waist and walked her to the corner of the ramp before gradually disappearing.

Second Senior Brother looked at his back as if he was looking at a devil. His heart was chilled and his blood was still restless. He only felt that it was better to die than to live.

A bunch of people came out from the traffic police station. When they saw that their colleague had been messed with, their eyes spouted fire. In this era, it's rare to see someone who dares to hit the enforcer, they just happened to see Second Senior Brother lying on the ground, roaring as he rushed over.

The two traffic policemen pulled Second Senior Brother up and shouted, "Who are you, daring to resist the law enforcement?"

Puff!

Second Senior Brother was in so much pain that he was on the verge of death. When he was grabbed by someone, his dick exploded and his eyes widened until they were round. He then fainted on the spot. The police officer who caught them was shocked. He looked at each other and quickly shouted: "Did you film it?"

… ….

In the small room of the infirmary, Su Fei still retained her scent. In the closet, she kept her clothes that she had not thrown away. Su Fei was lying on the bed with a green face, curling up her body and talking nonsense.

Yang Ping didn't hear it clearly and wasn't in the mood to listen. After checking his pulse, he frowned.

Su Fei's Wizard Poison was actually the same as Zhu Xi's body. It was extremely poisonous and difficult to neutralize. This was already one of the most powerful Wizard Poison, if he wanted to remove it, he would have to expend a lot of energy and mental energy.

Sterilization with silver needles, Uniting of Five Elements.

Every time he made a move, the silver needle would land on an important acupuncture point, forcing the Wizard Poison in his body to escape. No one knew how long it had been since the sky had turned dark, as if a layer of black fog had covered the entire medicine hall.

Yang Ping wiped off his sweat and felt dizzy.

The Five Elements Acupuncture was not randomly used to treat three people in a row. When it was used on Zhu Xi, it was overdrawn quite a bit, and with Yu Shanshan's treatment, it made her feel even worse.

He heaved a sigh of relief, endured the fatigue, and checked Su Fei's body. After confirming that nothing was wrong, he immediately fell asleep.

Yang Ping had gone to sleep. He was extremely tired. While sleeping, he had a dream about meeting Junior Sister. The two of them returned to the mountain gate, with Junior Sister chasing after them, scolding him for being a hooligan. Yang Ping laughed out loud and turned around to collide with Junior Sister.

Their eyes met, and at the same time, Yang Ping gently embraced Junior Sister's fairy-like face as they gazed at each other from a distance. Junior Sister began to struggle violently. Yang Ping was not willing to let her go. It had been at least three years since Junior Sister left him. How could he let her go this time?

Yang Ping hugged Junior Sister tightly. He felt that it was just a dream, so he was afraid of her and became much bolder. My God, Junior Sister's figure is really good. She's very flexible. It's almost like she's made by the heavens.

Junior Sister's delicate body twisted as she muttered to herself while struggling nonstop.

Yang Ping didn't give Ye Zichen the chance to enjoy a moment of warmth. He thought to himself, "Anyway, it's just a dream, I'll just touch it."

After touching for who knows how long, Yang Ping felt that the rain was cold and salty. He wondered why the rain was salty, it was not like the tears of a mermaid.

No matter what, it was still raining before Yang Ping fell asleep. Yang Ping pushed Junior Sister onto the grass as he made his next move.

Junior Sister stared at him blankly, forgetting to resist.

Yang Ping snickered. Now that he got what he wanted, he couldn't give up such a great opportunity. Normally, Junior Sister was like an immortal daughter, only looking from afar and not blaspheming. She was stronger than him in cultivation level and strength, and she was also prettier than him. As for himself, how could he be inferior to Junior Sister?

This time, it was unknown where Yang Ping got the courage from, but he blasphemed his celestial daughter.

And it was a fierce blasphemy.

When he saw Junior Sister's expression of welcome and rejection, he was so excited that he was on the verge of death.

At the most critical moment, Yang Ping only felt a sharp pain in his mouth. His lips were bitten, torn apart, and he screamed as he opened his eyes...

What entered his eyes was not the prairie.

It was still in the infirmary.

The face of Junior Sister, who was below him, gradually became clear. Slowly, it changed into someone else. When Yang Ping saw it clearly, he froze and fell off the bed. Oh my god, what happened just now. How did laozi manage to crush Su Fei under my body?

What the heck!

Sensing Su Fei's killing intent, Yang Ping smiled in embarrassment and hurriedly said, "Misunderstanding, it was definitely a misunderstanding."

Looking at Su Fei's disheveled clothes and her exposed top, Yang Ping's mouth twitched. He cursed his poor control. It was just a dream and he couldn't get over it. How could he explain it now?

Su Fei's eyes were spitting fire as she stared at Yang Ping. Her chest was rising and falling and tears were rolling in her eyes.

Yang Ping knew he was done for.

Ah!

Suddenly, there was a scream from the door, followed by a clang. It was the sound of a thermos bottle falling down. Zhu Xi stood at the door, staring blankly at the bed in the room.

Yang Ping's expression changed. He covered his face and sighed.0

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