Chapter 333

Jiang Weimin frowned and looked at the box door. Yang Ping takes a breath. The voice is a little familiar. I seem to have heard it. Yang Ping was surprised to see who came in.

Holding a token high, Liu Yu strode in and said in a deep voice, "Jiang Weimin, madam has a life. Don't hurt Yang Ping." the upper circle and lower part of the token symbolize heaven and earth. A green bamboo was carved in the token, lifelike and green, just like a living creature.

Jiang Weimin's face was gloomy and his pupils flashed a trace of discontent. Yang Pinggang just broke the ancient martial arts of the third move, which made him feel threatened. If this son can't accept it, he must be killed to avoid leaving a big trouble.

But the token in Liu Yu's hand made him dare not move, because he knew that the token represented a person he could not provoke.

"Housekeeper Liu, what does that mean?" said Jiang Weimin with a look of displeasure.

Liu Yu shook his token and said faintly, "madam's order, do you dare to disobey?"

Jiang Weimin's face changed slightly, took a deep breath, smiled and stared at Yang Ping. "You're lucky today, you won't be so lucky next time." after that, he shook his hand and left, not even Liu Yu's face.

After Jiang Weimin left, Liu Yu helped Yang Ping up and complained, "I said Yang Shao, if I hadn't come in time, you would have been killed. Jiang Weimin is not a good man and woman. If his wife wasn't in Longcheng, no one in the city could suppress him."

Yang Ping moved his body and felt a sharp pain. He took a breath of air conditioning and said, "who thought he was so strong? Thank you."

Liu Yu shook his head and advised: "Jiang Weimin's identity is not simple. Even Mrs. Zhu won't kill him casually. He represents the Chiang family in the capital. His wife's family has a deep relationship with the Chiang family, so it's hard to start."

Yang Ping was surprised and secretly said that Mrs. Zhu was really not simple. She not only had the strength against the sky, but also the rebellious Jiang Weimin was so obedient that she couldn't help asking, "who is Jiang Weimin?"

Liu Yu took Yang Ping to the sofa, poured him tea and explained, "Yang Ping, you really don't know who Jiang Weimin is?" seeing Yang Ping shaking his head, he smiled bitterly, "Jiang Weimin is one of the four geniuses in the capital. It was actually negotiated by the following families that he was sent to the dragon city to host the Dragon God competition. Unfortunately, Jiang Weimin didn't host the Dragon God competition well, but just fooled around. My wife already knows this. She discussed with the Jiang family's ancestors and will let him leave the dragon city as soon as tomorrow."

Yang Ping was very uncomfortable, especially when he remembered Jiang Weimin's smile of standing high above the people and treating mortals like mole ants. He hummed: "the Dragon God competition is a miasma. It turns out that it's just someone else's game."

Liu Yu said with a smile, "well, there's no need to complain. Natural selection. Although the Dragon God competition is a little chaotic, the general direction is still under control."

Yang Ping said strangely: "you just said Jiang Weimin was the four greatest geniuses in the capital. What's the matter?" he heard about the four little geniuses in the capital. Now there are four great geniuses in the capital. It sounds very powerful.

Liu Yu spoke of Jiang Weimin with a dignified face and said, "Jiang Weimin is 27 years old, promoted to the eighth level at the age of 20, and entered the Ninth level at the age of 25. Now two years later, he has impacted towards the realm of saints. I'm afraid he will be recognized by saints and become the youngest saint in history in less than five years."

Yang Ping secretly scolded, lying in the groove, the twenty-five-year-old Jiupin realm. My brother is twenty-three years old, but he is only six. He is only a little close to the threshold of the seven level realm, which is much inferior to others. No wonder Jiang Weimin has a strong talent for the people, and of course he doesn't look at the people in the world.

Liu Yu continued to explain: "genius is divided into six kinds: good talent, general talent, genius, top talent, the son of destiny, and the last legend. Jiang Weimin was born, Huigen grew up, and snow danced at the age of one year. He is a top talent."

Yang Ping breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "that's OK. I thought it was the son of destiny. That sounds great."

Liu Yu was white eyed, smiled and scolded, "your boy is wrong. Do you know how many people have tested top talents in the world today?"

Yang Ping asked, "are there few?"

Liu Yu smiled, five fingers deep in his heart, and said, "at present, there are only five top talents tested. Jiang Weimin is one of them. This person will become a saint and the future pillar of the Jiang family in the future."

Yang Ping took a breath and secretly said to me, my darling, there are only five top talents in the world. Jiang Weimin belongs to one of them. Gifted demons.

Liu Yu reminded: "in the second round of Longcheng competition, haven't you tested genetic data?"

When Yang Ping thought of the test results, the full score was 100, which was even better than peach 19. He said, "you were there at that time. Needless to say, I was very modest, although I got the full score. The gene is perfect."

Liu Yu laughed and said, "that instrument is under the top genius. You get a hundred points and can be called a genius, but it's far from the top genius. Do you know the test results of the top genius on the instrument?"

Yang Ping said angrily, "I can't do 100 points."

Liu Yu sighed, showing his yearning eyes, and said, "if it is a top genius to test the gene score, at least 1000 points. Ten times the scale of the instrument, if Jiang Weimin tests, the instrument will explode."

Yang Ping was shocked and couldn't believe it.

A thousand points, burst test instrument!

After a long time, Yang Ping smiled bitterly and scolded, "paralyzed, the top genius is really a demon. There is something wrong with Jiang for the people. The good top genius went to Longcheng to join the fun."

Liu Yu shook his head, frowned and said, "the deep-seated reason is not clear, but you don't have to lose heart. Madam once said that talent doesn't mean everything, and the day after tomorrow's efforts are equally important. In the era of war, there was a son of destiny, but he was killed by a man with ordinary posture."

Yang Ping turned pale and showed incredible.

The son of destiny, we all know the existence of hanging and bombing the sky. They echo with one voice and live in response to the heaven and earth. The big people who are subject to the world grow up and can leave a name in the long river of history. Unexpectedly, they were killed.

Liu Yu comforted, "Madam said, I see the shadow of that man on you. So you don't have to lose heart. Keep trying."

Yang Ping was thoughtful.

After they talked for a while, Yang Ping suddenly thought of them. After Phoenix appeared once, he left the box. I don't know where he went, but he must have something to do with Jiang Weimin. Her eyes were cold. She didn't seem to know Yang Ping. She looked very strange. Yang Ping's heart was cramped. She thought of the girl who had stopped the bullet for her and died in her arms. It was inexplicably uncomfortable.

Phoenix, are you really not dead?

But why don't you recognize me!

"Ouch, I'm scared to death." an inharmonious cry came from the outside. Zhang Rong limped in, sat down on the stool and bared his teeth. "It hurts. What about Jiang Weimin? I'm going to pinch and burst his eggs."

Yang Ping observed Zhang Rong. His body didn't matter much, except for a fist print on his chest. There is a fist print on the clothes, and there is a piece of heart guard inside, which is sunken. It seems that the goggles saved Zhang Rong's life.

Zhang Rong yelled and asked Jiang Weimin to fight alone. Liu Yu couldn't listen and rolled his eyes. Yang Ping stared at him angrily and scolded, "OK, it's good if you don't die. Let's go back first."

Before Liu Yu left, he told Mrs. Zhu that he must participate in the Dragon God competition. As for the reason, it is directly related to the body of Jiuyang. He must win the championship, or he and Zhu Xi will die.

Yang Ping was startled and thought about the authenticity, but Mrs. Zhu had no reason to cheat. She nodded and said, "OK, I will continue to participate. But if Jiang Weimin makes trouble again, the champion is basically set internally. I have no hope."

Liu Yu said with a smile: "don't worry, Jiang Weimin will lose his identity as the person in charge tomorrow."

With this sentence, Yang Ping was relieved to say goodbye to Liu Yu, support each other with Zhang Rong and leave the cherry blossom club. Liu Yu stood on the second floor, looked at the car that had gone away, and sighed, "when can the immortal medicine gate rise again? Yang Shao, you have great courage. You must live."

Back to Longcheng University, Zhang Rong took Yang Ping to his rented place. It was a small room of seven or eight square meters. It was in a mess. It was like a pigsty. Yang Ping smelled and wanted to vomit. Your sister, Zhang Rong was too dirty without a wife.

Zhang Rong was embarrassed to smile and said, "it's a small place. By the way, don't touch the sheets. I used it when I saw a small movie last night..."

Yang Ping was so excited that he quickly got up, stayed away from the sheets and scolded, "you don't have any pursuit. You watch small movies all day, and the masts disappear. Do you understand? Your unlucky friend said you."

Zhang Rong scratched his head and said, "when you are lonely, there are no women. It's not clean to spend money on a young lady. You might as well do it yourself."

Yang Ping walked towards the door, shook his head and said, "forget it, I'll go home. Do it yourself." when he opened the door, a black cloak stood at the door, showing a pair of cold and ruthless eyes.

The cloak owner raised his hand, exposed a dark muzzle, aimed at Yang Ping and fired directly.