2860: C2860 A Long Sigh

C2860 A Long Sigh

Wen Taiping was still Wen Taiping, but a new batch of young masters had left him long ago. When they heard that his dad's friend Liao wanted to become mayor, anyone who wanted to do business in the Dragon City had to fawn over Wen Feng.

He walked in and looked flirtatiously at Mengmeng, clicking his tongue and said, "Such good conditions, not wanting to be kept. What a pity." The young masters beside him also complied.

Meng Meng's expression was ugly. Biting her lips, she didn't dare to make a sound. She picked up her wooden guitar and was about to leave.

Wen Taiping stopped him and giggled: "How about it, you lack money, I have money, follow me and you won't need to sing outside anymore."

Meng Meng looked up and angrily scolded, "I won't be your mistress. Get out of the way, or I'll call the police."

Call the police?

The other young masters laughed out loud and shouted, "You're calling the police! You're the one who should call the police! Do you know who the person in front of you is? Even if I kill you, nothing will happen to you. "

"You all..." Cute to the point of not knowing what to do, she could only shout, "Are there any laws in your eyes?"

Wen Taiping stretched out his hand to touch Mengmeng's chin, but it was dodged and he said indifferently: "Wang Fa? I am the law. "Haha, little beauty, you're only in your teens and look very beautiful. I've never talked about such a young girlfriend before. How about we go around together?"

"Young Master Wen, you have such a good taste. You actually met such a pretty girl. What good luck."

"That's right, Young Master Wen, hurry up and go up."

Looking at the ugly expressions on their faces, Meng Meng felt disgusted. She regretted coming to the teahouse. If she had known earlier, she would have gone to the midnight snack stand. She didn't expect to run into a group of bastards.

On the other side, Yang Guoyong's face was ugly. Someone was bullying the common people in front of him. Hee Zhennan signalled for them to be patient, because Wen Feng was in danger with two bodyguards. Once something happens, it's not worth it.

Wen Feng was a character, but his son was a retard.

Hee Zhennan shook his head and was about to call someone.

Yang Ping said, "Let's keep watching."

Hee Zhennan was stunned. He looked at Yang Ping and felt that Yang Ping was not joking. He put away the phone and revealed an inquiring expression. Yang Guoyong was also curious, but he soon understood, and an ambiguous smile appeared on his face.

It was rare for someone of this age to have such a smile.

He felt that Yang Ping wanted to be a hero and save a beauty. It was a pretty good ending, at least for a young girl like Meng Meng, she would definitely fall in love with a hero.

But what happened next was beyond his expectations.

Ka-cha! *

Miserable screams rang out.

Yang Guoyong almost stood up.

Because the events in front of her eyes happened too quickly, Meng Meng took her guitar and knocked down a group of young masters in an instant. Furthermore, she even injured a few smelly and stinky ones. Wen Taiping was in the most miserable state. Both of his arms were broken and he moaned on the ground. His bodyguard charged forward, but Mengmeng was like a nimble rabbit as she crawled around and quickly knocked down the two of them. He didn't know how she would make her move, but every time she hit her opponent, he would be in a miserable state.

It was as if their acupoints were being pressed. These people could not move and could only scream.

Yang Guoyong exclaimed, "You really can't judge a book by its cover."

Hee Zhennan recovered from his shock and inwardly sighed at Yang Ping's strength. He probably saw that Meng Meng was not a simple person. Otherwise, he would not have intervened at this moment of danger. At the same time, he felt a chill in his heart as he realized that this girl knew martial arts. If he had launched a sneak attack when she was close to them just now, both Mayor Yang and himself would have been in trouble.

Thinking of this, Hee Zhennan was covered in cold sweat.

Tea House Owner walked over and saw the group of people screaming. When he saw Wen Taiping's face, he was so scared that his face turned pale. Oh my god, who would dare to touch the mayor's son?

Meng Meng snorted, "Then I'll teach you how to be a good person. Next time, if you think about the other girls, I won't hold back."

After saying that, Mengmeng came to Yang Ping's table and stretched out her hand, "Give me some money."

His attitude and temperament changed very quickly.

Yang Guoyong shook his head and laughed, "How much?"

"Ten thousand."

Meng Meng's bid displeased Yang Guoyong and Hee Zhennan. This was equivalent to blackmailing them. Singing a song didn't need 10,000 yuan. The good impression he had of her from before vanished immediately, and he thought that she was a scammer.

"I'll give you a hundred thousand, and you can sing me another nine songs."

The one who spoke was Yang Ping. He looked at Meng Meng with a smile, and the more he looked, the more adorable he felt. He continued, "Your song is only 10,000, it's too cheap."

Meng Meng's eyes lit up as she stared at Yang Ping, as if she wanted to see through him. However, Yang Ping was very calm, like a bottomless pit.

She was shocked and looked at Yang Ping in shock.

What a powerful spiritual vortex.

Just a single glance was enough to give one the feeling of the abyss.

"Who are you?" She thought the three of them were ordinary people. Although Yang Guoyong and Hee Zhennan's body seemed to exude an official aura, she did not feel anything was wrong. On the contrary, Liu Tie was the most ordinary person there, and from the looks of it, Yang Ping was the one who hid the deepest.

Yang Ping laughed, "Tell me, where did you learn Five Elements Acupuncture?"

Five Elements Acupuncture.

Her cute face changed as she stared at Yang Ping. After searching for a while, she rushed out of the teahouse and disappeared into the darkness. Yang Ping laughed, stood up and said, "I still have some things to ask her, excuse me."

With that, Yang Ping walked out of the teahouse and followed them.

Meng Meng's speed was very fast. She was like a ghost in the night. In the blink of an eye, she had taken several detours. Normal Ninth Pin masters would find it hard to follow her. Even though Mengmeng was young, she was very strange and had even fooled an experienced person like Yang Guoyong.

Unfortunately, he met Yang Ping.

Yang Ping followed her at a moderate pace. He spread out his Spiritual Sense and locked onto Mengmeng. No matter how she tried to take a detour or dodge, she couldn't get rid of him.

At a crossroads, there were almost no cars or pedestrians in the middle of the night.

Meng Meng stopped and turned around. She said unhappily, "What are you doing? I didn't find you to provoke you, so why are you following me?"

Yang Ping walked out from the darkness and laughed: "Although your Spiritual Force is not strong, it has a good sense of danger. It is a good material and I am very curious, who is your master?"

Meng Meng sneered and said, "It's none of your business."

After saying that, Meng Meng attacked.

Three silver needles were thrusting towards Yang Ping's acupuncture points. In the dark night, they were shining brightly like a stream of light. Yang Ping looked at the silver needles quietly. His pupils slowly dilated as he reached out and grabbed them.

The silver needle was crushed into powder and scattered onto the ground.

She looked at Yang Ping in shock. She didn't know that he wasn't going to make a move, but once he did, she realized that his strength was beyond common sense. It must be known that she rarely made any mistakes with her needlework.

Mengmeng's expression kept changing and finally revealed an aggrieved expression. She said pitifully, "Big Brother, I'm young, but you scared me so much at night. You're very bad."

Yang Ping smiled and remained unmoved.

Meng Meng continued to act pitifully. She wanted to get sympathy, but Yang Ping didn't want to do that.

Finally, Mengmeng became furious and shouted, "Hey, do you have any sympathy at all? Don't force me … Aiya, "he suddenly looked behind him and called out," Master, you're here.

Yang Ping laughed and said, "Okay, there's no one behind me. What other moves do you have left? I will catch them all. I am very curious about who is your master."

"Sigh ~ ~ ~"

A sigh came from behind him, making Yang Ping's hair stand on end.

Meng Meng did not say anything. There was someone behind her that was able to escape her perception. Didn't that mean that this person's strength had reached a realm where he could avoid the perception of the mind?

Yang Ping didn't look back, he was on guard.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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