C409 Wind and Rain All over the City
C409 Wind and Rain All over the City
Without another word, Sang Loong cursed: "If you want to die, don't implicate me." Staring at her angrily, he turned towards Yang Ping and revealed a flattering smile: "Young Master Yang, this slut has eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. Sorry, I have caused you trouble."
Everyone was stunned.
Sang Loong was a member of the Young Master Wong and was well-known in Dragon City. He had never heard of anyone he was afraid of, even if the police chief met him, he would have to address him as brother. However, Sang Loong's reaction was extremely abnormal when he saw Yang Ping.
Sang Loong shouted: "What are you looking at, hurry up and call Young Master Yang."
The other hoodlums looked at each other, but their boss said respectfully: "Young Master Yang."
At the same time, she cursed Sister Ling in her heart. Damn it, who could she offend, to actually provoke Yang Ping, she must have been tired of living. He only wanted to leave as soon as possible, so as to avoid the fiend getting angry.
Sister Ling finally realized that something was amiss. She knew about Sang Loong's ability and she was afraid of him. Yang Ping knew that her identity was not simple and she was afraid of him as well. She wanted to retreat, but for the sake of one hundred and fifty million, she clenched her teeth and said: "Yang Ping, I'm sorry about the previous matter, but the house is mine, I'll rent it if I want to, no problem right? At most, I will compensate you for the breach of contract. "
Sang Loong's face changed, he wanted to beat him up.
Sister Ling's face turned pale as she dodged the slap. Although she was furious, she did not dare say anything.
Yang Ping said indifferently: "Alright, I'll leave tomorrow."
Ah?
Everyone was stunned.
Did Sang Loong think he misheard her and gave way? He knew that Yang Ping would not leave at all, and no one could chase him away. He never thought that it would be so easy to talk to, and he was a little unable to adapt. Sister Ling was ecstatic, he thought, one hundred and fifty million, he would never be able to spend all of it in his lifetime. My previous husband was able to spend money to find a young woman. Can't I find a young man when I have money?
Yang Ping waved her hand.
As if meeting with an amnesty, Sang Loong left with his group of brothers. Sister Ling went home excitedly, preparing to sell his reputation, afraid that the Great Master would go back on his word.
At the door.
The other brothers were not convinced and asked, "Boss, who is he? So arrogant. We have more than ten people, how could we not handle it? "
Pow!
Sang Loong's expression changed, and he kicked his younger brother away, afraid that Yang Ping would hear him. He shouted, "Shut up, do you know who he is?"
The lackeys shook their heads, revealing questioning looks.
Sang Loong snorted: "Does Young Master Wong know?"
The lackeys revealed looks of awe.
Sang Loong's expression turned serious as he said in a heavy voice, "Even Young Master Wong would have to back off when meeting him. Do you understand? "
The others' expressions changed drastically as they inwardly felt lucky. If what their boss said was true, then it was as if they had made a trip to the gates of hell. Wong Ming, the son of one of the Four Great Families of Dragon City. He had a lot of power and could crush them to death with a single finger.
When he thought about it, Sang Loong still felt a lingering fear as he brought his subordinates to drink to calm his fear.
When Sister Ling returned home, Gan Yu was preparing food and welcomed him with a smile: "Good big sister, are you hungry? I made you lunch." Ever since she heard that the Sister Ling's assets might even exceed a billion, Gan Yu was prepared to build a good relationship with him.
The rich woman couldn't fly away.
Sister Ling did not have much time to waste, sshe quickly called the Master to have him come over to sign the contract. The Master said twenty minutes and hung up. Sister Ling was overwhelmed with emotions, looking at the sweet rain as she cooked, he was extremely excited.
Gan Yu felt Sister Ling's gaze and revealed a mischievous smile. She then picked him up and carried him towards the room. In twenty minutes, the two of them came here once. During this time, Sister Ling received great satisfaction, as if she was especially spirited due to the huge amount of money she was about to receive. For money, Gan Yu did his best, using his final techniques and sending the Sister Ling up into the sky.
After she was done, Sister Ling put on her clothes and puffed out a cigarette from her mouth.
Not long after, the master arrived.
Gan Yu tactfully did not leave the room, while Sister Ling discussed business with the Grandmaster, smiling: "Grandmaster, I've already settled the matter, it will be free tomorrow. When are we going to sign the contract? "
The grand master lowered his head and said, "Benefactor, there is no need to rush."
Sister Ling was anxious. With such a large amount of money, how could he not be anxious? What if he changed his mind? What a huge loss! She panicked and asked, "Does master think that the price is too expensive or something else? We can discuss about it."
The Master smiled and shook his head, "I am indebted to the daughter of my benefactor for her kindness. Destiny is predestined, I have no fate with my house. "
What?
Sister Ling's face changed. The smelly monk said, Not buying anymore? Yang Ping, who had dared to leave and even offended Sang Loong, thought that he could earn a lot of money.
With a sinister face, the Sister Ling said angrily: "If you say you don't want to buy, then don't. "No, we agreed …"
The Grand Master lowered his head and said, "Benefactor, please do not act rashly."
Sister Ling was furious. How could he not be impulsive? He said that he would buy it with a lot of money, but now he said that he would not buy it. He treated her like a monkey and scolded: "Old bald donkey …" "You're messing with me …" He rushed towards the master.
The Master lifted his head and felt the hostility coming from the Sister Ling, and revealed a strange smile.
Ten minutes later.
The Master walked out of Sister Ling's house and left with his head lowered. Inside the room, Sister Ling's eyes were wide open, his face contorted as if he was scared to death. Gan Yu leaned against the kitchen and turned on the gas, which issued a sizzling sound.
Sister Ling had never dreamt that she would end her life like this, and Gan Yu was even more aggrieved. He didn't even know how he died.
BOOM!
Sister Ling's house exploded in a sea of fire.
The Master left the district, boarded a Audi, and came to Sangen Edifice.
The forty-ninth floor.
In the past, because this was a place filled with hidden filth, the Dragon God Cult had been heartless enough to use humans to feed their pythons. After being captured, they had maintained a low profile. Because many people had died on the 49th level, no one dared to come here. So sublet at a very low price.
The Master entered one of the offices on the nineteenth floor, where a group of people sat.
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Lu Pingyan was in the center while the others were seated on both sides. It seemed like they were discussing some important matters. Zhang Rong knelt on the ground, his neck had an extra chain, and his eyes were indifferent, empty, and lifeless.
After the master entered, everyone stood up and greeted him respectfully: "Ninth Heavenly King." When they saw the Grandmaster, reverence shone in their eyes. This showed that the Grandmaster in their hearts was the most exalted of them all. Lu Pingyan stood up to give her seat.
The Ninth Heavenly King sat in the middle position and asked: "What's the plan?"
The Ninth Heavenly King was the highest level of the Divine Dragon Sect.
The Church of the Dragon God had been in operation for many years, deeply rooted in the Dragon City. It couldn't be destroyed in a single blow. The people caught by the police were just some small fry. The really powerful ones hadn't appeared yet.
And Ninth Heavenly King was the highest level. This competition was just around the corner, there was going to be a conspiracy.
"Everything is ready. In seven days, Yang Ping will fight with Jiang Weimin. It will be the time to take control of Dragon City." Lu Pingyan said coldly with madness in her eyes.
Ninth Heavenly King glanced at Zhang Rong.
Zhang Rong's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Lu Pingyan's face changed slightly as she hurriedly explained: "Ninth Heavenly King, he is one of my dogs. Don't worry, I, I have already used Dark Hypnosis to control him."
Ninth Heavenly King's eyes flashed and he said mysteriously: "Perhaps … To deal with Yang Ping, he can give us a pleasant surprise. "
In the Dragon God Competition Competition, everyone was shocked by the news of Yang Ping and Jiang Weimin's duel. Yellow Area, red zone, Gold Area, and the preparation area. From the bottom up, it was related to the battles of countless large powers.
This time, the amount of attention paid to the finals had never been before.
The news of the duel spread like wildfire, filling the city with storm clouds. However, no one thought too highly of Yang Ping, other than some expert in the electoral district who had personally witnessed Yang Ping defeating the Jiang Family and the Subsaint, the Dragon and Tiger Founder.
A helicopter flew from the Sangen Edifice high up in the sky, and Jiang Family picked Jiang Weimin up from the Sangen Edifice.
In less than half a day, a shocking piece of news had appeared in the Dragon City.