Chapter 322

"Within an hour, a relative's finger, address..."

Yang Ping looked at the content of the SMS, frowned and sneered. The third round of test is actually a finger of relatives. What does the host of Dragon God competition want to test? Six relatives can be strong without recognition?

He threw his cell phone on the sofa and Yang Ping put on a blanket and went to sleep.

An hour later, Yang Ping opened her eyes. The sound of washing came from the bathroom. A beautiful figure was reflected in the glass door. Looking at the shape on her chest, she judged that it belonged to Zhu Xi. There are four women in the apartment. Ma Weiwei is weak and won't wake up early. Wang is two centimeters taller than Zhu Xi. Her figure is sunny. She has a big front. It is probably because she often ate green papaya when she was a child. She is very tall and straight, big but not vertical. Zhen Ying is young and not tall enough. She is not so tall in front. Zhu Xi is the kind of body that can't find any problems all over. She is perfect.

Inside the glass door, Qianying was combing her hair. The running water on the washing table splashed and wet her clothes. Suddenly, Qianying took off her pajamas and the front became stronger. She put her pajamas on the stage and then untied the shoulder straps of her clothes.

Yang Ping stared, his heart beat violently and accelerated, lying in the trough. Don't torture me like this early in the morning. Don't you know that thing is particularly strong in the morning? Coupled with the imaginative scene in the bathroom, his nasal cavity is hot, like liquid flowing out.

Look, or not?

Yang Ping's heart vibrated like a drum, beating his soul. He stared at the bathroom door, completely relieved of sleep, and fantasized about the scene in the bathroom. However, he did not use perspective eyes, not only because of hazy beauty, but also because of the difference between perspective and others and animals.

"Forgot to stay." the traction in the bathroom muttered. He looked outside the door. He couldn't see clearly through the fuzzy glass. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Yang Ping, are you awake?"

It was Zhu Xi's voice.

The girl wet her clothes and forgot to bring her underwear, trying to test whether Yang Ping was asleep. Yang Ping lay down again, kept silent, and looked forward to something. Secretly, don't look at or listen to it, so he couldn't hear

Zhu Xi didn't get a response. She felt that Yang Ping should continue to sleep, so she opened the bathroom door, quietly poked out her head, saw Yang Ping sleeping on the sofa, and then took a slender jade leg, tentatively like mine detection.

She stepped carefully on the floor and walked towards the room.

Yang Ping was funny to herself. Although Zhu Xi was cold, she was shy and cute. Especially when she thought she was hiding from the world, she didn't know that a pair of eyes were looking at her. He didn't look good. At a glance, he almost screamed.

Zhu Xi wore wet clothes and no small clothes. Two lovely grapes loomed, hugged her hands and quickly squeezed into the room.

At that moment, Yang Ping saw the most beautiful picture in the world, the looming delicate body, the wet and transparent clothes, and the body of countless men's dreams was exposed in front of her. He stared at the door and exclaimed to himself that reality was fuller than ideal.

"Brother Yang, don't you go to the Dragon God competition." Zhen Ying's figure broke the calm in the living room and said in surprise, "you woke up in the morning and have been lying down. You missed the time."

Yang Ping turned pale and hurriedly motioned Zhen Ying not to speak.

Zhen Ying didn't seem to see it. She wiped her eyes and said vaguely, "the third round of the Dragon God competition will start right away. Don't you prepare for it. I'm hungry, brother Yang, will you help me make something to eat?"

Yang Ping sighed in his heart and said that he was a man like him. He glanced at Zhu Xi's room. There was nothing moving in it, but he could feel that it was quiet and terrible. He bared his teeth and said, "I've been sleeping and didn't wake up!"

Zhen Ying smiled and said, "how could I hear your SMS."

Bang Dang!

With a bitter face, Yang Ping got up and said, "stop talking. I'll help you make breakfast."

Half an hour later, Wang got up with her. Last night, she and Zhen Ying drank some expensive red wine at Mingzhu's house. I heard that red wine can improve beauty. She drank half a bottle directly. When she came back, she was dizzy and got up two hours later than usual.

At the dinner table, Yang Ping didn't dare to look at Zhu Xi. She drank porridge quietly and couldn't see the change of expression. Zhen Ying ate happily and constantly reminded the Dragon God competition. Yang Ping was very annoyed and said directly, "I'm going to quit."

The three women looked up at him in surprise.

Yang Ping told the third rule of the Dragon God competition. Hearing the three women frown, she didn't expect to need the fingers of her relatives to pass. Wang sneered and hummed, "what messy rules do you want your relatives' fingers? I'll go back and talk to director he about banning the Dragon God competition."

Zhen Ying smiled and said, "fortunately, I didn't get a text message. Otherwise, I don't know whose finger to cut."

Yang Ping didn't have a good way: "if you really have relatives, do you really want to cut off their fingers. What's the difference between that and animals. Don't hurt your relatives, even strangers. It's inhuman and don't participate."

Zhu Xi glanced at Yang Ping and thought that Yang Ping was normal. Only ruthless people would cut off their relatives' fingers and improve their favor with him.

Zhen Ying asked, "brother Yang, do you have any relatives?"

Yang Ping walked around his head and joked, "isn't it distressing that there is no one? You see, the third round has only one finger, not life. I was an orphan when I was young and abandoned by my parents. If I know who abandoned me, even if I know it's inhuman, it's not too much to ask for a finger."

Wang was creepy and disdained to say, "heartless."

Zhu Xi frowned with disgust.

Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, Yang Ping explained, "I'm kidding. What if I don't really want to..."

"Full." Zhu Xi got up, picked up her bag and walked to the door. Wang then got up and said, "I'm full and go to work. I'm late. I don't know if director he will scold me."

With a bitter face, Zhen Ying asked, "you all go to work. I'm bored at home." she turned her eyes and shouted, "sister Zhu Xi, let me go to work with you. I want to visit your company."

"Hurry up," said Zhu Xi coldly.

Zhen Ying hurriedly trotted away. With a bang, the door closed. Yang Ping sat on the stool and said dejectedly, "why do I eat first, but I wash the dishes."

After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Yang Ping left the apartment and went to the clinic.

After 17 buildings, Yang Ping thought of the Pearl, so he called to ask how he slept last night. Mingzhu answered the phone for a long time. Unexpectedly, Yang Ping was still thinking about her comfort in the early morning. He was moved and said with a smile, "I slept well. You don't have to worry. I've contacted a good place and hid for a few days. The place is very secret and ordinary people can't find it."

Yang Ping knows the ability of Mingzhu. If he wants to hide, it is estimated that it is difficult to find him.

Come to the clinic and start a new day. Yang Ping estimated that there would be no business during the day, so he sat on a futon to meditate and practice, sensing the Qi of nine Yin in the deep pit. After a night's accumulation, the Qi of nine Yin radiates from the hole and enters the body.

The two forces blend, and Yang Ping consolidates his accomplishments.

After running for a whole week and absorbing the spirit of nine Yin in the deep pit, Yang Ping waited for the business to come to the door, but he didn't see any guests for an hour and was bored playing with his mobile phone. A stranger called and claimed to be the organizer of the Dragon God competition.

"Mr. Yang, why don't you come to the third round?" the organizer asked.

Yang Ping hated the organizer's work style. First, he had x hormone, and now he made a play to hurt his relatives. The person who specified the rules was not a pervert, but probably a neuropathy, so he said faintly: "I have no interest in the game to hurt my relatives."

The organizer smiled and said, "this is the above rule, but I hope you can come if you are free. We will prepare a gift. Whether you pass or not, it will be given to you."

Yang Ping refused, "I'm not free. I'm busy now." after that, I had to hang up, but the next thing the other party said interested Yang Ping.

"We have investigated your information and know that you used to be the leader of Yanhuang team. I don't know your identity, but my supervisor said that if we can provide you with some information about Yanhuang team, you will come."

"For example?" Yang Ping's face sank. For his dusty memory, he suddenly heard others mention it. He was very dissatisfied and his tone was not good. "I don't care what background your organizers are. Don't challenge my patience. I won't spare anyone who my teammates joke about."

"The supervisor said that there was another person alive in the Yanhuang team besides you."

One stone aroused thousands of waves, and Yang Ping changed color in horror.

After a moment of silence, Yang Ping said, "I hope you didn't lie to me."

Hang up the phone, Yang Ping is responsible in his heart and thinks of the happiness of taking care of his comrades in arms. The red windbreaker that night was like a dead Phoenix. Is the Phoenix still alive?

Yang Ping's heart was trembling and rushed to the third round of the Dragon God competition.

At this time, on the top floor of Sanyuan building, a young man with black glasses looked down at the whole dragon city with a glass of red wine and said with a smile: "the game is about to start."