Female CEO's Super Bodyguard

0When the black cloud left and the vertical eye appeared, looking down at Dragon City's Mountain River, Yang Ping felt a boundless willpower sweep past his Posterior Mountain, her entire body was ice-cold, and felt a huge pressure. This pressure was no longer from her Saint Level, and it was something that even at the peak of Madame Zhu, it was not as terrifying as this.    

    

The pressure of this eye had already surpassed that of a saint, reaching an even higher realm.    

    

The Posterior Mountain seemed to have sunk into a state of fear, the forest trembled, and new leaves fell from the branches.    

    

Only the fisherman at the top of the mountain was very calm.    

    

The appearance of the fisherman led to the eyes in the clouds, and the two were inextricably linked. If Fisherman wasn't beside him, Yang Ping didn't know if she would have been able to stand up.    

    

This was because this power was simply too strong.    

    

Yang Ping woke up from her reality. While exclaiming in shock at the other party's terrifying strength, she also deeply understood her own insignificance. In front of a true strong warrior, his strength was not even worth mentioning.    

    

If she did not get the support of the power in Dragon City, Yang Ping would not be a match for the Intermediate Stage of Saints.    

    

With different rotations, Yang Ping could feel the incomparable anger of the owner of the eyes. She looked forward to Fisherman's exciting performance and she secretly guessed his true strength.    

    

The fisherman glanced at his vertical eye, then turned and left the mountain.    

    

Yang Ping was stunned.    

    

F * ck, leaving just like that? Not going to fight?    

    

Fisherman's face was calm as he walked down the mountain. He once again revealed a wry smile and sighed, "There are so many beauties in the Dragon City University. I really want to go back in time and use my beautiful face instead of using what I have now to conquer them. "    

    

"Old senior, you didn't make a move at the top of the mountain?" Yang Ping tried to test the waters.    

    

"How do you know I didn't?"    

    

Yang Ping's expression was stiff, she laughed: "Isn't my realm low, I could not see the battle between the experts."    

    

"Indeed, I did not attack."    

    

Fisherman's words almost made Yang Ping fall. She glared at him and muttered, "He didn't even make a move, and she's become so mysterious."    

    

"You know that I won't make a move?" the fisherman asked again.    

    

Yang Ping thought for a while, then said: "Now is not the time."    

    

The fisherman gave a smile that was not a smile and said, "You are trying to probe my background. But it's okay to tell you. "    

    

Yang Ping perked up her ears and listened.    

    

"The reason why I didn't make a move was because I couldn't beat it."    

    

Yang Ping's face darkened.    

    

Fisherman shrugged his shoulders and said, "There's nothing I can do. I'm just being honest. Let's go, in the future, let's not have too many Posterior Mountain, just tell the government, seal off all of our Posterior Mountain, or else one will enter, and one will die. No matter who it is, even if their Saint Stage enters, they will die miserably. "    

    

Yang Ping noted it down quietly and turned to tell Yang Guoyong.    

    

"Where to now?" The fisherman asked curiously, his eyes rolling around. Apparently, it was not so easy to get rid of. He had just left the police station and was thinking of something.    

    

With a cold expression, Yang Ping said, "Let's go home first. It's not good to go out for the time being."    

    

"Hey, you want me to teach you. If you don't have any inspiration, I'll forget a lot of things."    

    

Yang Ping was annoyed: "You can only look for inspiration from a woman?"    

    

After thinking about it for a while, Liao Qi shook his head and said, "That's not true."    

    

Yang Ping heaved a sigh of relief. As long as she didn't have to go whoring again, everything else was fine.    

    

"Not only women, girls can also give me inspiration. It's best if it's a young and beautiful girl, I don't mind." The words of the fisherman nearly caused Yang Ping to collapse.    

    

F * ck, is this lewd old man even human?    

    

Seeing that Yang Ping was about to go berserk, Fisherman said in a serious tone, "There is a difference between women and girls. "One is in her age and one is in her posture. In any case, in the future, she will be able to read a lot of people and the women she has dated will be very clear about this."    

    

Yang Ping suppressed her anger and gritted her teeth: "I don't have many women, do you think everyone is as shameless as you?"    

    

The fisherman said contemptuously, "It's terrible to have no culture. I told you to spend your money. Using your brain, do you know what kind of conquest the current goddess relies on? "    

    

Yang Ping laughed coldly: "I'm not sure, tell me."    

    

The fisherman disdainfully said, "The goddess was conquered by money."    

    

"…"    

    

Yang Ping was dispirited. Looking at how Fisherman looked, she probably doesn't know how to advance her Subsaintly State either. She turned around and said, "I won't serve you anymore."    

    

"Ai, where are you going? Don't wait for me." The fisherman chased after him.    

    

"I hate you. Scram."    

    

Yang Ping shouted impatiently.    

    

Fisherman giggled and said, "Little fellow, you will regret abandoning me. How about this, I just need to bring me to do one more thing, and I guarantee that I can teach you how to advance your Subsaintly State. "    

    

Yang Ping suddenly stopped and asked: "Really?"    

    

The fisherman nodded heavily.    

    

Yang Ping squinted: "What is it?"    

    

"Didn't we see a policewoman at the police station before? I heard she was the police chief, I think she's my type. Do you have the opportunity to create a new opportunity for me and her?"    

    

"Die!"    

    

Yang Ping roared at the fisherman.    

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Damn it, I will never trust him again, Yang Ping did not dare believe that he would accompany me to the clubhouse to whoring. Damn it, after Zhu Xi found out, her reputation had already been ruined, how could she meet others.    

    

After roaring, Yang Ping's heart almost could not take it anymore.    

    

He wanted to leave.    

    

Cherish life, and stay away from the fisherman.    

    

Yang Ping could not wait to walk around the campus, her mind was completely blank. Fishing master, this old bastard, was not a thing, he had actually lied to his pure and innocent emotions.    

    

Yang Ping's head was burning with anger, she did not see the road, but when she was turning, he bumped into a person. He didn't restrain her aura. That person snorted and flew ten meters away.    

    

Other than being conscious, Yang Ping was startled. She immediately rushed forward and wrapped her arms around the man and dropped him on the ground.    

    

Lowering his head, he was just about to apologize.    

    

Yang Ping was startled.    

    

The one that was knocked away was a very beautiful girl. She was as pure as a little white flower and there was not a single impurity in her eyes. Even though she was hit, there was no anger or annoyance in her eyes.    

    

And beneath the calm exterior was a voluptuous figure.    

    

Yang Ping had seen beauties with big boobs before, so she could be classified as a child-like giant breast. However, compared to the girl in front of him, she was still lacking a lot.    

    

Her chest was practically even larger than Yang Ping's head, and the most hateful thing was that she still had a slim waist. You couldn't imagine a girl with such a disproportionate yet impactful body, with her clothes exploding under the force.    

    

At least, Yang Ping was stunned.    

    

Needless to say, the fisherman had a nosebleed all over his body as he stared at the little white flower in front of him.    

    

Yang Ping forced out a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose …"    

    

"Whiz!"    

    

Yang Ping felt his body flying, his body flying up, knocked away by a strong force. With a scream, she smashed down hard on her butt, raising her head to look, only to see that the fisherman had arrived in front of the little white flower out of nowhere, asking about its warmth.    

    

F * ck!    

    

Beast!    

    

Yang Ping scolded herself. She had never seen this kind of old man, it was simply the shame of the Chinese people!    

    

"Little girl, are you alright? If there's anything you need tell me, that guy really isn't a thing. He actually has the heart to harm a great beauty like you. My heart hurts." "If there's anything wrong with your body, I can help you massage it. As the one with the most experience in Immortal Medicine Sect, my technique is very good."    

    

Yang Ping's face darkened, she gritted her teeth: "Beast, old beast."    

    

The little white flower looked at the extremely excited Fisherman with a little fear. Turning its head, it saw Yang Ping's face clearly, and surprise flashed past its eyes. It hurriedly trotted over, hugged Yang Ping's arm and said softly, "Hero, save me."    

    

Sensing the soft elasticity, as if liquid was flowing out of his nose, Yang Ping's face flushed red.