2930: C2930 Fishing Maker

C2930 Fishing Maker

How could Yang Ping not be nervous? Facing an unfathomable old man, a terrifying person that he only detected after patting his own shoulder, beads of sweat started to appear on his forehead.

"I said don't be nervous." The old man's appearance was very ordinary, ordinary old clothes, and a pair of straw sandals, just like those worn during the 25,000 mile journey. The straw rope was covered with moss, and it was obvious that he had been wearing it for a long time, unwilling to part with it.

This fishing rod was very strange. It was only as long as an ordinary fishing rod, but at the bottom of the rod, there was a strange symbol that was similar to the Oracle Bone Text.

The fishing rod was green in color, as if it had just been felled from a bamboo forest.

Yang Ping said vigilantly, "Who are you?"

The old man opened his hands and swept his eyes over Yang Ping, revealing a weird smile. Yang Ping felt as if his entire body was seen through without any secrets. His heart trembled violently as he shouted and could not help but to attack.

If the old man looked at him again, he wouldn't have any secrets.

Yang Ping ignited all six nodes and used all the Qi of Top Yang s, and almost all of them were attacked with a thunderous rage. The air behind the old man did not manage to reach his fist, but the space collapsed, as if it was hit by a layer of film.

His fist landed solidly on the old man's body.

Yang Ping heaved a sigh of relief, and thought to himself, even if it's Saint Stage, they would probably vomit blood and be seriously injured after receiving a punch. No one knew the power of a punch better than him.

The old man looked at the fist on his chest and grinned: "Little guy, your strength is not bad."

Yang Ping's expression changed. He was shocked to see that his fist didn't hit his opponent but was instead surrounded by a mysterious power. He looked around and opened his eye. He was shocked to find that his fist seemed to be blocked by layers of space. Even if he shattered the void, he might not be able to touch it at all.

Who was this person?

It was actually this terrifying.

Yang Ping retracted his fist and immediately became obedient. He smiled and said, "Old man, I don't know what matter you have for me. If you can help, you will definitely not refuse."

The old man seemed to be very satisfied with Yang Ping's change in attitude. He nodded and said: "Not bad, you have enough face and reaction speed. As expected of the successor of Immortal Medicine Sect."

Yang Ping smiled and said, "No, I really respect you, senior."

The old man declined to comment: "I don't have a place to live. Would you like to help me with the arrangements?"

Cough cough.

Yang Ping coughed to hide his embarrassment. Why does this old guy's expression look so familiar? He looks just like an old fogey, the thinker in his mind would have to deal with him.

"Oh yeah, I heard you have a house in Bay Area Villa." The old man smiled.

Yang Ping's expression changed slightly as he hurriedly explained: "Actually, that house..."

"I wouldn't mind."

The old man walked forward.

He could only say more. Inner breathing, think about how to lure the old man away so that he could escape, but then he thought better of it, since he knew about the Bay Area villa, he would definitely find out about it.

"Old senior, I don't know if I should say something?" Yang Ping said nervously.

The old man did not stop, he said without turning his head, "If you want to kick me out, that's fine too. But do you have the heart to let a homeless old man sleep in the streets?

Yang Ping's face darkened. F * ck, the old man must be the same as the old man, pretending to be pitiful. If it wasn't for the fact that I can't beat him, I would have already thrown him out of the Dragon City.

"What have you been doing?" The old man asked as he walked. His speed was very fast, Yang Ping was shocked to realize that the old man's steps were seemingly simple, but he had to use all his strength just to barely make it up to him.

"It's nothing, it's just. Look at the patient. I'm a doctor. " Yang Ping said.

"You are fighting and picking up girls, right?" The old man snappily said, "From the looks of it, if you were to treat a patient, the holy light on your body would be very dense. Now, it seems that you are very thin, so you didn't see a patient."

Yang Ping was shocked. Holy shit, even this thing can be seen clearly, who the hell is this old guy.

Soon, they arrived at the Bay Area Villa.

Yang Ping had a headache. If Zhu Xi knew that he brought a homeless old man home, she would probably kick him out of the house.

What should he do?

If the old man was a pervert, he would be at a huge disadvantage.

Bang!

The old man walked over to the fence. The security guard, who did not open the door, shook his head and said, "Technology nowadays is really terrible." He didn't even make any movements as he directly passed through the fence.

Yang Ping smiled bitterly and went up.

Clang!

Don't just look at how the old man casually walked through the fence. However, Yang Ping continued forward and thought that he would be like the old man. However, after being hit by the fence, he almost fell down.

The old man turned his head and disdainfully said, "You don't know how to traverse the void, yet you still dare to follow me casually. I really don't know how your master taught you."

Yang Ping coughed up blood.

F * ck you, it's all because of you. Otherwise, why would I go with you?

However, he did not swear and honestly passed by them, bringing the old man to stroll around the Bay Area villa. The reason was that their clothes were very ordinary and did not seem like those of rich people. They were similar to the workers who were building plants or sweeping the floor in the residential complex. They were mistaken for cleaners.

"Ahh, come over here for that and help me carry the things in. I'll give you two hundred yuan." As they passed by a private villa, a man got off the Porsche and ordered something in front of Yang Ping and the old man. He thought two hundred dollars was worth it.

Those who lived in the residential complex weren't simple people.

The old man was expressionless.

Yang Ping ignored him.

The man looked upset and cursed: "You don't know what's good for you, I'll give you the money." "No wonder he was poor his entire life."

The two of them walked past Yang Ping. Yang Ping was worried that the old man would smack the old man to death in his anger, so he quickly cut off the old man and the old man to prevent any accidents from happening.

After walking for fifty meters.

The old man suddenly stopped and said: "Take me in a circle. Little guy, this isn't about respecting the elderly. I can clearly feel a familiar aura."

Yang Ping was surprised and thought to himself that he had led the way at a very high level. There were no obvious twists or turns. He just wanted to buy some time and hoped that Zhu Xi would not go home. He held his phone and was about to send a message to Zhu Xi.

BOOM!

A violent tremor occurred behind him.

That independent villa experienced a strong earthquake and immediately sank into the ground. Along with the Porsche that was hit by the house, the engine was scrapped, making a sizzling sound.

The person that ordered Old Man Wu and Yang Ping opened his mouth wide in shock.

They finally arrived at the villa.

Yang Ping noticed that there was no one inside and heaved a sigh of relief. He smiled and said, "Old man, go in and sit for a while, I'm going out to buy something. "How about it?"

The old man nodded and walked inside.0

Yang Ping was secretly happy and quickly turned around to leave. However, when he saw Zhu Xi's car drive over from afar, his entire body stiffened up and he cursed his bad luck. He had come back at the wrong time.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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