Although the room was dark, Ye Qing had a pair of night eyes. He saw this mysterious Zhang family woman with an oval face and skin as white and tender as snow, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like spring water, and a graceful figure. She was wearing a black sportswear and seemed to be without a bra. , and the waves surged as the body swayed slightly.
Ye Qing couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, this woman was the best she was almost ripe for.
"What are you looking at!" Although the woman couldn't see him looking at her unscrupulously, a woman's natural instinct still made her feel like she was being spied on, especially this feeling, as if her clothes were being stripped off. Ashamed and angry.
"Isn't it just for women to wear clothes for others to see?" Ye Qing didn't care about her attitude at all. Anyway, your details are almost figured out by me. Moreover, now that the sharp blade is gone, I have a way to fight back.
The mysterious Zhang family daughter looked at his shaking head, and felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart. This boy was not willing to take hard or soft measures, and was not afraid of life or death. What on earth had become of him?
"How did you investigate us?" Ye Qing asked curiously. He knew that the identity information of himself and others was strictly confidential in China. Even if he entrusted government personnel to inquire, if the identity level was not high enough, a counter-investigation might be triggered.
Especially, from the tone of the Zhang family's daughter, she seems to be very familiar with Song Youqing and Du Yu...
Du Yu was a special forces soldier and participated in peacekeeping operations in Africa. Song Youqing traveled to Africa and served as the military attache of the embassy, leaving her and her special operations team with her.
Even Zhou Qing didn't know much about the identities of the girls.
But Zhang’s daughter knew.
The daughter of the Zhang family sneered: "Young master of the Ye family, you ask too many questions!"
"Go to bed!" Ye Qing sat on the bed with a thin quilt on his back, patting the bed board and shouted...
"Young master of the Ye family, are you bullying me into not being able to lift a knife?" With a swish sound, the Black Dragon Xiuchun Knife pointed at the tip of his nose: "You are very domineering with your inch fist training, but the kung fu I learned is not a vegetarian either. "
Ye Qing sighed: "I really don't mean to be frivolous and indecent to you. After I established a relationship with An Mengxi, I accidentally learned the An family's rejuvenation technique, and the qi that I originally cultivated merged with each other, and the yin and yang complemented each other.
When practiced to the extreme, the Rejuvenation Kung Fu actually accelerates the renewal rate of blood and flesh cells, making you rejuvenated... So, if you want to become younger, you must accept my Qi massage... "
"Where do you want a massage?" The Zhang family daughter felt like she was being stripped naked and spied on.
"If you massage your face, I can help you eliminate those wrinkles." Ye Qing said with a smile: "Of course, if you are not satisfied with that part of your body, you can also ask me to massage it to ensure rejuvenation, such as your breasts and buttocks. ....."
The daughter of the Zhang family was greatly moved: "How do I know whether what you said is true or false?"
"You'll know if you go to bed and try it."
"I'm in bed, so I'm not at your mercy." The Zhang family daughter is not stupid either. Ye Qing's one-inch punch is not only extremely powerful, but also has terrifying explosive power, killing her with one blow.
"Then there's nothing I can do."
Time passed and she was old. The daughter of the Zhang family hesitated for a long time and then said: "Stretch out your hand."
Ye Qing did not refuse and directly extended his right hand.
A small hand of Zhang's daughter fell on his palm. When practicing Cunquan, she first hit cotton sandbags, then sand, stones, and finally iron blocks. Every time she practiced boxing, her hands were bloody.
However, the true energy of cultivation must ensure that the bones of the hands are not deformed and the flesh and blood can be restored quickly.
In the later stages of practice, you can release your true energy. The true energy forms a thin but tough protective layer on the surface of your fist. The highest level is to break pig iron ore into iron powder...
However, no matter what you do, you cannot get rid of the calluses caused by the original cultivation practice.
This is the damage caused to the body by practicing Qigong. Even if you use the best cosmetics in the world, it cannot be eliminated.
Ye Qing's hands are very generous and delicate, as soft as a big girl's hands...
The moment she touched his hand, the Zhang family girl knew that Ye Qing was not telling lies.
When the Zhang family daughter approached, Ye Qing smelled a strong smell of blood: "You are here, auntie."
"You're just here, auntie." Zhang's daughter glared at him angrily, "Why the hell do you dare to say anything?"
"Auntie didn't come because she was injured." Ye Qing smiled: "Although Dianchi Lake is magnificent, the water is very dirty. If the wound is not treated quickly, I'm afraid..."
The daughter of the Zhang family didn't know this and frowned: "What do you want to do?"
"What I want to tell you is that there is no crime in making money, but if you make money from drug lords, it will bring down the eighteen generations of your ancestors." Ye Qing sighed: "When I was practicing martial arts when I was a child, my master taught me that the greatest chivalrous person , for the country and the people.
You are also a martial arts practitioner. Even if your master is a thug with a long history of evil, he will not tell his apprentice that the purpose of learning martial arts is to poison the common people and become the enemy of the country and the people. "
"You want to morally kidnap me?"
"No, I've never been able to figure it out." Ye Qing said with a smile: "Even if you can bribe the security guards through Duan Yongqing, how can you pass through the layers of interrogations by armed officers?"
"Turn on the lights!"
Ye Qing turned on the bedside lamp and looked at the beauty under the lamp, which made her look even more colorful. At this time, the daughter of the Zhang family was so beautiful that she couldn't be more beautiful.
Ye Qing sighed, it would be a pity for a woman to look like this and not be Daji.
Although her youth has passed away and her youth is gone, Zhang's daughter is still very confident in her appearance. Seeing that there is nothing lustful about the way he looks at her, she realizes that it is his nature to be bohemian. It's also this kid's habit to stay away from himself.
"In your eyes, the more beautiful the woman, the worse she is!"
"Zhang Wuji's mother once said that the more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at deceiving others!" Ye Qing sighed and looked at the Black Dragon Embroidered Spring Knife stretched out: "Can you put the knife down..."
"You finish your words first, I'm putting down the knife."
"Okay!" Ye Qing looked up at her pretty face, which was as clear as jade: "If you are floating in the rivers and lakes, who can avoid getting stabbed? The beauty trap is the most commonly used tactic from ancient times to the present. If you want to return to Kyoto alive, you must take care of it. Live in the lower half of the body... Therefore, it doesn't matter if you are beautiful, I will treat you as a snake..."
He looked at the small notebook that Zhang's daughter took out from her body, and immediately stared straight at him: "Why do you have this thing?"
"I had this thing ten years ago, but my coming to Kuncheng has a lot to do with you." The Zhang family daughter looked at him: "Let me introduce myself, Zhang Lingyun, from the Zhang family in the magic city, affiliated with No. 98... ....”
Ye Qing's expression suddenly changed: "You can't help it anymore and want to arm the rescue of the twenty-three Longya subordinates in the Mu family manor."
"If we send you there, the country will suffer too much loss, so we have to do it ourselves."
Ye Qing relaxed immediately and flopped down on the bed: "You scared me to death."
