Female CEO's Super Bodyguard

0Ming Zhu held onto Yang Ping tightly as she felt his body temperature rise lower and lower. In the end, she could no longer breathe.    1

    

The sun rose in the east, completing its transformation.    

    

Bathing in the warm sunlight, Ming Zhu felt especially cold. Her lips were pale white as she caressed Yang Ping's face. The sound of weeping filled the entire city wall.    

    

The security guard was counting the money and was startled by the sound of the sobbing. He looked at the two figures on the wall and mumbled, "Is there a need to get excited to watch the sunrise?"    

    

"I'll take you home."    

    

Ming Zhu carried Yang Ping and got off the city wall, getting on the car without making a sound. When the car left with spitting flames, the security guard suddenly came to his senses and shouted, "Is there a mistake?    

    

The security guard jumped again, but quickly regained his composure. He crossed his legs, turned on the radio, listened to a program, and waited for the others to join him.    

    

Gradually, the amount of tourists that came to visit South City Wall increased.    

    

The sun still rose and set in the west. Security was still at work, and tourists had already changed in waves. The only thing in the world that didn't change was change. Apart from those who wish to, the commoners usually don't care whether you live or die.    

    

The news of Yang Ping's death was still spreading.    

    

A lot of people from the martial arts world wanted to know about Yang Ping, and there were even more people outside the clinic that morning. There were black-clothed people reading the newspapers on the benches, long-haired men walking in the plaza, elderly people wearing tai chi suits walking on the sidewalks, and people from the martial arts world who looked like bad people.    

    

All of their gazes were focused on the infirmary.    

    

The Yang Medical Center door was tightly shut.    

    

Before the event started at noon, no matter how stupid the crowd was, they knew that the news of Yang Ping's death was not baseless. They shook their heads and left in shock. One wave after another of the martial artists had arrived, and one wave after another of the martial artists left.    

    

The restaurant's business suddenly improved. The shopkeeper thought it was due to the joss stick, so he did his best to greet them.    

    

Within the restaurant.    

    

The two Jianghu People s chatted.    

    

"Seems like the news is true. Yang Ping has really met with an accident." One of them frowned and said in a deep voice.    

    

"It's probably true. Rumors say that the Jiang Family is afraid that Yang Ping will defeat Jiang Weimin, so they intentionally set up a trap for him to die. Too shameless. " Her companion was furious. Originally, she was pressured by the big powers, and it was not easy for a representative like Yang Ping to appear. She hoped that he could step on the big families and get her revenge.    

    

"Lower your voice." The man's expression changed as he hurriedly advised, "You don't want to live anymore, if anyone from the Jiang Family were to hear, we would really be screwed."    

    

His companion curled his lips and stopped chatting.    

    

After the two of them paid, they left in a hurry.    

    

Similar conversations were held in all parts of Dragon City, but it was nothing more than regretting Yang Ping's decision, but none of them dared to denounce him. Since this was the case, there was no point in blaming or condemning him.    

    

The Jiang Family was still a colossus but Jiang Weimin still used her Subsaintly State to suppress everything.    

    

Strangely, the Hidden Treasure Pavilion did not express its position.    

    

What was going on?    

    

Many people knew about the energy in the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, and were also vaguely aware that the relationship between Yang Ping and the Hidden Treasure Pavilion was not simple. If something happened to Yang Ping, and the Hidden Treasure Pavilion did not move, wouldn't that mean that the strength of the Jiang Family was even stronger than one could imagine?    

    

The door to the infirmary opened.    

    

Countless gazes immediately gathered over, wanting to see the truth.    

    

A beautiful figure walked out from the infirmary, stunning the crowd. She was indescribably beautiful. Her demeanor was that of an immortal, and with a single glance at her, she felt that she was living a happy life. Everyone began to guess the origin of this beautiful figure.    

    

Su Fei carried her vegetable basket and went to buy vegetables, ignoring the gazes of the others.    

    

Her expression was normal as she disappeared into the street.    

    

In the corner, two of Jiang Family's subordinates stared fixedly at the infirmary. After exchanging glances, they divided up their work and left. One of them followed Su Fei's footsteps while the other avoided everyone's gaze and quietly went to the back wall of the infirmary to probe.    

    

One of them looked at the high wall and hesitated for a moment. Then, he leaped and was about to jump in.    

    

Although Jiang Weimin was sure that he was going to die, but just in case, he still sent people over. What if Yang Ping was lucky and did not die? He did not want to create unnecessary trouble, and at the same time, he was also under great pressure.    

    

Just because no one denounced Jiang Family did not mean that everyone did not have any thoughts in their hearts.    

    

Jiang Weimin thought about it. After he reported this to his Jiang Family, only after he recovered did he relax. No matter how powerful the Hidden Treasure Pavilion was, could it be possible for it to be comparable to the Old Ancestor?    

    

When the Old Ancestor took action, regardless of whether it was your Hidden Treasure Pavilion or any ghosts or deities, he would be able to suppress them all.    

    

The moment that person touched the wall, his expression changed drastically. His palm was in extreme pain, and a red line ran through it. He had lost all his strength as he clutched his chest, and it was hard for him to breathe. He was too frightened to approach the infirmary.    

    

Another person followed Su Fei, and hid in the shadows to follow him.    

    

He was a tracking expert, keeping an eye on Su Fei's movements. However, Su Fei did not make any unusual movements, and directly returned to the infirmary after buying some food. The Jiang Family subordinate was secretly suspicious, who would be the one to eat the vegetables, she alone would not be able to eat that much, could it be that it was Yang Ping?    

    

He guessed that Yang Ping was still alive.    

    

This was a big matter.    

    

On the way back, Su Fei strolled along the sidewalk. After the traffic lights, they were almost home.    

    

The man was hiding behind a large tree, silently pursuing. Su Fei acted as if she did not realize it and entered the infirmary. He frowned and took out her phone, wanting to tell her companions to leave. However, just as she dialed the number, she felt a sharp pain in her arm. A black light flashed and disappeared.    

    

"What's going on?"    

    

The man felt dizzy and half dead from fear. Determining that he was poisoned, he hurriedly left.    

    

The two met at the intersection, realizing that the other person's face was ugly, they anxiously asked for Sangen Edifice to report the situation, at the same time, wanted Jiang Weimin to save them.    

    

Su Fei returned to the infirmary and closed the door. The indifference on her face disappeared and was replaced with worry.    

    

"Where are we going?"    

    

Su Fei was not happy, and scolded: "You didn't even say anything after leaving. I had to stay in the infirmary. If you have the ability, you will never come. "    

    

She was angry that Yang Ping acted on her own and saved her, leaving her in a life and death situation.    

    

Su Fei made breakfast and casually ate a bit. Then, she decided to go out and try her luck, trying to use the Five Elements Acupuncture to sense Yang Ping's position. The requirements to cultivate the Five Elements Acupuncture were very high. Yang Ping was the only person who met the requirements, and Su Fei was only half a step away. Through her master's forced advancement, she had barely managed to succeed.    

    

It was a pity that there was a huge difference between the real version and the real one!    

    

Su Fei opened the door and just as she was about to leave, someone knocked on the door. The two of them looked at each other. Su Fei's face darkened, and said coldly: "What are you doing here?"    

    

Zhu Xi's pretty face was pale white, her eyes were red, she had just finished crying, but her attitude was still extremely cold. Although she was anxious to go in, she maintained restraint, and asked: "Where's Yang Ping? I want to see him. "    

    

Su Fei really wanted to curse, but seeing Zhu Xi's fatigued state, it showed that she was in a lot of trouble. Her heart softened as she said: "There's no need to find me."    

    

Zhu Xi's heart was in pain, her voice trembled: "Why?"    

    

Su Fei said snappily: "Even if I found it, it's still a corpse. I might as well not. You'd better go home and rest. Yang Ping did not casually pay a huge price to revive you. What you need to do now is to take good care of your body. "    

    

Zhu Xi felt as if she was struck by lightning when she heard Su Fei's words.