Female CEO's Super Bodyguard

The hatred in his heart towards Yang Ping was enough to fill up all the surroundings, "Your woman, by the way, your two friends are about to die. If you don't hurry over, you can only take their corpses."    

"Address."    

Yang Ping said calmly.    

Augustine gave him an address and hung up.    

Yang Ping coughed, holding onto her chest, her face pale. She was currently heavily injured and urgently needed to rest, if not the consequences would be unimaginable. She did not need Jiang Weimin to help him, he could not lose her fighting capabilities.    

But he had to go. There was no choice.    

After stopping a taxi, Yang Ping reported the address to Yang Ping and sat on the back seat to rest. The driver, a woman in her forties, saw that his chest was covered in blood and reminded him, "Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"    

Yang Ping opened her eyes and laughed: "No need, I still have urgent matters to attend to, go ahead."    

The female driver sighed and shook her head, "Young people these days, I wonder how much they value their lives. They fought and fought all day, but in the end, they got nothing. to wait until you're our age to know what life really needs. "    

Yang Ping laughed, and did not say a word.    

The female driver and Yang Ping chatted for awhile and asked a lot of questions, but Yang Ping just nodded and went into a rest state. When they arrived at the destination, she had already recovered a lot.    

The sunlight shone down on the four words' Jinhai Park ', reflecting a dazzling light.    

Yang Ping's phone rang.    

"I see you. Come on up." Augustine said coldly.    

Lighthouse.    

He was as famous as the big goose pagoda in Xi Jing City and became the two pagodas of Hua Xia Buddha. Rumor has it that the Damocles were at the lighthouse in Jinhai Park, with their cultivation at the level of the sariras. The lighthouse was being repaired and visitors were denied entry.    

Yang Ping climbed over the wall and arrived at the entrance of the lighthouse.    

The two security guards at the door were lying on the ground, unconscious. Obviously, Augustine had caused them to faint. Yang Ping stepped into the lighthouse and saw a person hanging in the middle of the hall. His hands were tied to a rope and hung in the air. He was covered in blood and his breathing was erratic. His pupils were unfocused as he muttered to himself.    

Anger raged in Yang Ping's heart. She placed Liu Cheng down, reached out for his pulse, and his expression changed slightly. Liu Gan's mind was in a mess. There was a strange dark energy in his body that was constantly eating away at his mind. If his willpower was not strong enough, he would have already become a lunatic. However, the situation was still grim. Yang Ping took out a silver needle and pierced it into the God Repository and the Hundred Meetings Acupoint.    

Not long after, Liu successfully woke up and saw Yang Ping. He shouted, "Boss, run quickly! That bastard is so scary!"    

Yang Ping indicated for him to be quiet, and shook her head: "Leave as soon as possible."    

Liu successfully got up, and after seeing the bloodstains on Yang Ping's body, he said in shock: "Boss, you're injured?"    

Yang Ping smiled indifferently and advanced step by step.    

Liu Cheng continued sensing and suddenly, his face changed drastically and his body trembled uncontrollably. He could sense that Yang Ping's aura was very unstable and could collapse at any time. This meant that Yang Ping was too heavily injured.    

"Boss!" Liu Gan's eyes were bloodshot as he worriedly said, "You can't go up there again. Zhu Yan and the others caused heavy injuries to you, so if you do not recover, you will not even have the qualifications to participate in Dragon God Competition matches a few days from now. "    

Yang Ping did not answer and walked upstairs with firm steps.    

"Boss!"    

Liu Cheng could not help but shout out.    

Yang Ping turned her head abruptly and shouted, "Go back."    

Liu Gan shut his mouth and clenched his fists. He was unwilling to give up, and a trace of guilt flashed across his eyes. If he was not incapable, Augustine would not have caught him, and he would not have implicated the old Daoist either. The reason why Haudu Hotel was used by Zhu Yan was because of its incompetence. Otherwise, Yang Ping would have left long ago.    

"I want to go with you!" Liu Cheng gritted his teeth and followed.    

Yang Ping knew that no matter what, Liu Sheng would not abandon you and leave. The staircase of the lighthouse was still in the process of being repaired. As she stepped on it, creaking sounds could be heard, as if it would collapse due to the rotting of the wood in the next moment.    

The smell of concrete filled the air in the lighthouse.    

Yang Ping went up to the fifth floor. Liu successfully guarded the surroundings, wanting to protect Yang Ping before the danger arrives. He laughed and patted Liu Gan's shoulder, and said: "Augustine is a Spirit Master, using the Spirit Control Technique is impossible to predict."    

Liu Gan smiled in embarrassment, and said: "I know, but I'm not willing to be hypnotized by him all of a sudden." He remembered leaving the hotel, and just as he was about to get into the car, he felt the world spinning around him and then he lost consciousness.    

Augustine's mind controlling technique became more focused, it was even stronger than before he faked his death.    

He had been hiding in the darkness the entire time, and through the great Mi Country of his intelligence network, he found out that Yang Ping and Zhu Yan were fighting. He determined that even if they escaped, they would still be severely injured, so he found a chance to attack.    

It had to be said that Augustine had picked a very good opportunity. Right now, Yang Ping had no way to resist, she could only allow herself to be slaughtered.    

The fifth floor wasn't very spacious.    

There was a red candle burning in the center, and a plastic figure of Damoth sat cross-legged in a corner, its eyebrows lowered and its expression serene. He held a reed leaf in his hand, indicating that he was a small boat drifting with the current.    

Sunn Wangyue leaned on the Dharma statue, his back facing forward, his eyes rolling around, but he could not say a word. His eyes looked anxious, and indicated for Yang Ping to leave.    

Yang Ping walked towards Sunn Wangyue.    

Sunn Wangyue's eyes turned anxious as he looked at the top of his head.    

Yang Ping sensed something and raised her head to look. A fist landed on her head, extremely tyrannical. Beverley jumped down from the mountain and wanted to punch Yang Ping until she exploded. Yang Ping dodged. Beverley smashed the floor of the light tower and it fell down to the ground.    

"Since I'm here, why should I hide?" Yang Ping said coldly.    

"You're hurt."    

In the darkness at the corner, a pitch-black silhouette seemed to have merged with the darkness, and his pupils glowed with a bewitching red light. His mouth slightly curled up as he revealed a mocking smile, "Even though you've escaped, you've lost more than half of your strength."    

He grabbed Zhu Xi with one hand and walked towards Yang Ping, and said while clicking his tongue: "Kneel."    

Zhu Xi's face turned red, it was obvious that it was the effect of the pill. Hearing Augustine say that Zhu Yan was fighting with Yang Ping, she did not know what had happened. Liu Sheng roared out, and pounced towards Augustine. Yang Ping's expression changed as he shouted, "Come back."    

BOOM!    

Beverley suddenly rushed out from downstairs, his fist striking Liu Sheng, causing the two of them to become tangled and fall down.    

Augustine stared at Yang Ping, and immediately used his strongest mental control skill. Yang Ping's Spiritual World was unstable, his body was on the verge of collapsing and he was about to fall into it. He broke out in a cold sweat and gasped for breath.    

Augustine laughed loudly. After finally confirming that Yang Ping was not able to retaliate after getting so heavily injured, he flung Zhu Xi off and said sinisterly: "Captain Yang, your Yanhuang Team has been destroyed, and you are the only one left. I'll send you to hell now to reunite with your teammates."    

Yang Ping thought about how her tragic death of his opponent was because of Mi Country and how he was the murderer.    

Zhu Xi crawled to her feet, and said worriedly: "Yang Ping, what's wrong?"    

She had never seen Yang Ping this weak, even if she didn't know any martial arts, from Yang Ping's pale white face and her entire body covered in blood, she could tell that it was extremely difficult for him to stand.    

Augustine kicked Yang Ping flying, stepping on his chest, he kicked him hard.    

Yang Ping lost her strength and spat out blood.    

Augustine's heart was broken as he frantically said, "See that? No matter how powerful you are, you are still at my feet. Yang Ping, you wouldn't think that your end would end in my hands, right? "    

Zhu Xi bellowed: Stop!    

Augustine smiled sinisterly, clicked his tongue, and said, "Zhu Xi, I should be thanking your father. If not for him heavily injuring Yang Ping, how could I have so easily trampled him under my feet? He clearly knows that she lost her ability to save you, but alas, I really don't know if it's pitiful or laughable. "    

Zhu Xi's expression changed, and said with a trembling voice: "What nonsense are you spouting?"    

Augustine chuckled, and said sarcastically: "You're still in the dark. Your father was a complete schemer, betraying anyone for his own good. I'll let you marry the Bell Family this time. The next time you meet someone with a stronger background, I'll let you marry me again. I feel bad just looking at it. Don't you think so? "    

Ka-cha! *    

Augustine stomped his foot on Yang Ping's abdomen with great force, causing Yang Ping to groan in pain, her face turning green black.    

Zhu Xi said painfully: "Nonsense, my father is not that kind of person."    

Augustine was too lazy to waste words, his goal was to kill Yang Ping, Zhu Xi was unimportant.    

"Die."    

Augustine revealed an excited expression. To be able to kill Yang Ping with her own hands, was equivalent to destroying the reputation of her Huaxia Military. In the future, her Mi Country would clash with the special forces of China, and the Chinese special forces would become a joke.    

Boom!    

Just as Augustine was about to kill him, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw a dagger stabbed into his heart. Yang Ping firmly held onto the dagger and stabbed it in bit by bit. Augustine stared, he did not understand why Yang Ping could still move.    

Wasn't he crippled?    

Yang Ping took out his dagger and swiped it across Augustine's neck. Fresh blood spurted out and Augustine fell to the ground, dead with grievances. With much difficulty, Yang Ping crawled back up to Sunn Wangyue's side, allowing him to regain her freedom.    

After unlocking the Mental Control Technique, Yang Ping threw herself onto the ground. Sunn Wangyue anxiously hugged him, and said worriedly: "You are too stubborn."    

Yang Ping smiled indifferently, shook his head and said, "It's good that you're fine."    

"Aooouuu ~ ~ ~"    

Beverley's miserable cries came from downstairs, and very quickly, Liu Cheng walked up the stairs with great difficulty. His clothes were stained with a lot of blood, some were his own, and most of them were Beverley's.    

"Yang Ping, where's your father? Did you hurt him?" Zhu Xi walked over and asked.    

Yang Ping did not respond.    

Zhu Xi panicked. If Yang Ping was able to hurry over, then that meant that she had broken through father's seal. She grabbed Yang Ping's arm and shook it: "You must tell me, is there something wrong with my father?"    

"Shut up!"    

Yang Ping didn't have the strength to reply, but Sunn Wangyue couldn't take it anymore and angrily roared: "Do you have any f * cking feelings?! You were drugged by that foreign Devil People and almost got tainted. This time, Augustine caught you and came to save you despite the danger. "    

"If you still have a bit of conscience, you should let go of that damned dignity and think properly for Yang Ping."    

He still wants to duel with Jiang Weimin in a few days. Look at him, even I can't win against him, so how can he duel with a Subsaint? For you, he turned into his current state.    

"If it wasn't for the fact that he values you, do you think that this kind of appearance of yours is worth others risking their lives for?"    

"Scram to the side, your father looks down on you!"    

Sunn Wangyue supported Yang Ping downstairs, not even sparing him a glance. In his eyes, Zhu Xi was just a slut, a self-serving bastard.    

Liu Cheng looked coldly at Zhu Xi and scolded: "Idiot."    

The three of them left.    

Zhu Xi was stunned in place, as if she had missed something.    

His heart ached.    

Zhu Xi felt a sweetness in her throat as she coughed out a mouthful of blood.    

The news of Yang Ping being severely injured and dying quickly spread throughout the Dragon City in less than half an hour.