C173 Steel Tube Dance and Master

No one would have thought that Ye Dong, this fairy like girl, would be so radical in her treatment of love.

"Granny is already old and can't care so much about you …"

"Within a year, if that kid dares to not come looking for you, this old one will personally come out of the mountain and break his legs."

The expression on Flower Granny's face changed, she had thought about it a lot. If she was more decisive back then, she might not have ended up as a lone old man.

Because of the sect rules and the clan's opinions, in the end, she could only be like all the previous Holy Maiden s, guarding this Thunder Mountain for dozens of years.

Leaning on her walking stick, she slowly walked out the door. With a soft sigh, she disappeared into the wind …

"..."

Jiangdong City, in a luxurious villa, was having a crazy party.

A dozen or so female steel pipe dancers, dressed in sexy three-point attire, had a charming expression on their face as they performed a uniform action. For a moment, the living room was filled with endless spring colors.

There were a few men in suits and suits sitting on the sofa. Most of them had white faces and their clothes were exotic.

"Master Singh, Young Master Ye has specially instructed me to welcome you. May I know the reason for your visit?"

Fatty Huang Bo was laughing beside him. At the same time, he picked up the bottle opener and prepared to open a bottle of red wine.

This villa was one of the properties in his name, and he had specially found someone to clean it up. For these few Indian to settle in, it showed how cautious he was.

"A few months ago, I lost two of my disciples in the east of the river. This time, I have some time, so I came to this city to experience it."

Singh spoke with his awkward Chinese accent. His attitude was extremely arrogant and he did not even bother to look at the fatty.

He was a representative of the ancient Indian yoga school, with a high cultivation base and a perverted personality.

Unlike ordinary practitioners, he likes to drive a luxury car, live in a mansion, and boast of having 100 Rolls-Royces, a luxury private jet and a fortune of more than £26 million.

He had many disciples and liked to spread his teachings, claiming that he had sixty million believers in the world and could easily summon twenty million people.

A few months ago, his two disciples, Di Jean and Jia La Wa, had come to the east side of the river on a mission, but were unexpectedly silenced by others.

"This... The last incident has been under investigation and we still don't have any leads. "

Huang Bo was an ordinary person, but when he met Singh's gaze, that terrifying might made a fine layer of sweat appear on his forehead.

He could not help but secretly complain in his heart, who told you bunch of Indian to disobey the rules, come all the way to China to behave atrociously, who are you going to blame if you die?

A hero had appeared in Jiangdong since the ancient times. This land had never lacked hot-blooded people.

It was not hard to understand why two Indian s would be killed by a hero in broad daylight when they were trying to steal a girl.

This matter had stirred up quite a big commotion, and now that he had been targeted by the capital's Six Fans Sect, even if Huang Bo was given a hundred times more courage, he wouldn't dare to continue investigating.

Of course, he would not say such words out loud.

"Master Singh, don't be angry, I spent an astronomical amount of money to get this wine for the auction. It is said that ordinary people will be able to enjoy the show after drinking it, and will be able to control ten women at night. It is a wonder, would you like to try it? "

He continued to smile obsequiously as he poured the red wine into the goblet and pushed it in front of Singh.

"Huh?"

Hearing that, Singh's interest was immediately piqued.

He usually loved women the most. He was full of different styles and cruel with his methods. In the ancient yoga techniques, he also had dual cultivation techniques.

For example, the "Holy Maiden" in their country's temple was a woman that they had bought from a poor family.

Singh enjoyed it a lot, and his taste in the wine was very professional.

He picked up his glass and shook it in the direction of the sun, studying the color of the wine, then stuck his long nose in it and sniffed deeply. His eyes immediately lit up.

"This is …"

In order to test his guess, he didn't want to wait any longer. He quickly finished the wine and closed his eyes to savor the taste.

As soon as the wine entered the Inner Mansion, it turned into a strand of pure spiritual energy, which was absorbed by him.

"That's right, it's really a Spirit Liquor!"

If there was enough of this wine, it could increase his cultivation. He was already a cultivator of Tribulation Stage, so wine that could affect him was no ordinary thing.

He was excited, but he calmly asked, "Huang Bo, where did you buy this wine from?"

"At an auction." Huang Bo answered truthfully.

When he saw that Singh had not moved for a long while, he thought that he was unsatisfied!

One had to know that he had spent several million to buy this wine, and had broken the record for the Jiangdong City Wine auction.

Singh: "Huh? Tell me the formula of this Spirit Liquor, and I won't pursue the matter from before. "

"I'm afraid this is not an easy task!" From what I know, the owner of the alcohol is an underground boss of the Jiangdong City. Each bottle of alcohol can bring him several million in income, so it's impossible for him to sell it. "

"Oh right, you said that this is a Spirit Liquor, how can ordinary people create it? Is he related to cultivators?"

Huang Bo shook his head. He did not want to do such a thankless task, but in truth, with his power, wanting to make a move against Lin Feng was very simple.

However, making a move on a mortal broke the rules of the cultivation world. If one were to be targeted by Six Fans Sect, they would not be able to bear the consequences.

"Hehe!" The cultivation world of China has long been turned into rotten wood. Other than Chang'ang Sowrd and a few others, I really don't need to worry. "

"Do you think that the head of a small city can be related to such an existence?"

Singh spread out his hands. This was simply a waste of heaven's property, this kind of useful Spirit Liquor formula was actually grasped in the hands of a hoodlum.

The treasure belonged to the virtuous, and he was determined to obtain it!

"Alright, alright, alright, alright! I will hand over this person's information to you. You can do whatever you want with it, but do not cause too much trouble, and we will respect each other.

Huang Bo thought for a moment and agreed to this deal. He hoped that the other party would not go overboard and return to his own country as soon as possible after reaping the benefits.

"Alright, let's have a happy cooperation."

At this moment, the nosebleed- inducing dance of the steel pipes just ended, and the beauties stood together, bowing to the guests.

"These girls are not bad. I intend to raise them. Please come to my room with them! I'll teach them some yoga. "

Singh nodded like a noble and pointed at the dancers as he spoke.

"What are you waiting for? Do you know who he is, the Indian Master of Ancient Yoga? No matter how many people spend their money, they won't be able to get it. "

"Fifty thousand yuan each, line up in the master's room and wait!"

Initially, these ladies were hesitant, but with a wave of Huang Bo's hand, hundreds of thousands of them came crashing down, tearing off the last layer of cloth covering their faces.