Female CEO's Super Bodyguard

Yang Ping and Jiang Weimin, the absolute genius, had finished three moves, but it was actually equivalent to a huge battle. Both his body and mind were exhausted, and his perception was low, so when he opened the door, he felt a sense of crisis, and immediately turned his body, but the bullet still passed through his shoulder.    

With a pu sound, Yang Ping groaned and fell to the ground.    

The cloaked master aimed his gun at Yang Ping, wanting to take the chance to kill him. However, with Yang Ping's level of strength, even if she was severely injured, her movements would still be very bewitching. He then kicked away the cloaked master's handgun and pounced towards him.    

The two of them exchanged a few moves, Yang Ping used Confusion Avalanche, the force swept across her cloak and revealed her true appearance as a killer.    

Zhang Rong was ecstatic, and shouted: "Ping Yan, you're back!"    

Yang Ping took a deep breath, and the energy in her body was unable to withstand it. She frowned: "Fatty, don't go over. She is not Lu Pingyan, she has already lost her reason. "    

Zhang Rong was unwilling to listen. He rushed forward and shouted, "Ping Yan, you've finally returned to look for me. "Great, I thought I'd never see you again." After she finished speaking, she wanted to hug Lu Pingyan, revealing tears of happiness.    

Pfft!    

Yang Ping's face changed as she roared: "You're courting death."    

Lu Pingyan was the Elder Yu of the Dragon God Cult. She had kidnapped Ma Weiwei at the Lo Jia mountain and set up a trap which nearly killed him. However, she didn't expect to appear again and kill him when he was weak.    

Zhang Rong lowered his head to look at the dagger in his lower abdomen, which had sunk in. His face pale white, he asked incredulously: "Ping Yan, what's wrong with you?"    

Lu Pingyan kicked Zhang Rong onto the bed, she looked at Yang Ping coldly, and like a poisonous snake, she raised his dagger and stabbed it at Yang Ping. There was no leeway left for her to risk her life. Her dagger glowed with a blue light. It was obvious that she was purifying the poison. Zhang Rong lay on the bed, spitting white foam.    

Yang Ping dodged Lu Pingyan's dagger, she bellowed, and her eyes released a bright light. The golden needle that was using the Five Elements Acupuncture, was able to pierce through anything, even anything, including Lu Pingyan's wrist. Dark red blood flowed out, and Lu Pingyan seemed to not have noticed, as she wanted to die with him.    

Lu Pingyan was not very strong, but the ability to use poison was beyond her imagination. Every attack, the air would be filled with the scent of herbs.    

Lu Pingyan struggled to get up, and wanted to attack again, but Yang Ping picked up the gun on the ground, aimed at the center of her brows, and asked coldly: "Who exactly are you?"    

Ka-cha! *    

Lu Pingyan broke free from her arm, bit at Yang Ping's legs with a crazed look in her eyes. Yang Ping frowned, she anxiously pushed away and was about to shoot, but suddenly, her arms were hugged, she turned back and revealed a pleading look.    

"She's no longer Lu Pingyan. She's someone else, a puppet controlled by the Dark Hypnosis Arts. Let go of me." Yang Ping shouted.    

Zhang Rong shook his head. Even though he was severely injured, he insisted, "I don't care, she's my wife. No one can hurt her."    

Yang Ping saw the rejection in Zhang Rong's eyes, and her heart softened. Seeing the chance, Lu Pingyan rushed out the door, and from the stairs, a miserable scream came out. Yang Ping quickly ran out to take a look. An old man with silver hair was lying on the ground. He died with grievance. A few rotten apples were rolling on the ground. The fruit shop didn't want them. There was a girl squatting beside the old man. She was shaking her arms and crying sorrowfully.    

With pain in her heart, Yang Ping burned with fury.    

Lu Pingyan had already left and blended into the crowd. But during her escape, she didn't even let a white-haired old man off, because she blocked his way and killed him immediately.    

What was the difference between her and an animal?    

Zhang Rong rushed in and hugged Yang Ping, wailing in pain: "Don't hurt Ping Yan, she's innocent. Yang Ping, please let her go. I'll take on whatever it is. "Cough, cough …"    

Yang Ping grabbed the fatty's collar, pointed at the dead old man, and roared: "I let her go, who's going to let that old man! She even killed the elderly, do you think she will still be the Lu Pingyan of the past? "    

Zhang Rong blankly looked at the old man's corpse and the crying girl, and muttered: "How can this be? Ping Yan is a good person, she won't kill anyone."    

Yang Ping wanted to kick him to death. If Zhang Rong had not stopped him, she would not have been able to run, and the old people in the corridor wouldn't have died, and the girl wouldn't have been pitiful.    

"This could be a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding …" Zhang Rong clenched his teeth, he could not admit that Lu Pingyan had already become someone else, her personality was cruel and easy to kill.    

"Grandma, wake up. You can't leave Bebe behind." The girl shook the old man's arm and looked at Yang Ping with teary eyes. It looked like the old man and his granddaughter were living a difficult life together. He checked the old man's pulse and found that it was impossible to save them. A girl was destined to become an orphan. What would the future be like?    

Zhang Rong unceasingly muttered to himself, and muttered: "Ping Yan is not that kind of person, it's just a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding …"    

Pow!    

Yang Ping slapped Zhang Rong on the head and said angrily: "Wake up, she is no longer Lu Pingyan, he is the Elder Yu from the Dragon God Sect. A devil that kills without blinking. Fatty, you should wake up early or else there will be endless trouble in the future. "    

Zhang Rong was furious, he grinded his teeth and said: "I still do not believe that Ping Yan would kill someone, there must be a misunderstanding."    

Yang Ping was furious, she pointed to the old man's corpse and cursed: "Is this fake?"    

Zhang Rong was speechless.    

Yang Ping was so angry that she did not fight, and at the same time, had the intent to kill. If Lu Pingyan was still alive, she would continue to harm others. Zhang Rong muttered to herself as she hugged the girl. She said with a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't educate my wife well enough."    

"Grandmother …" The girl slapped Zhang Rong's face and cried, "I want grandma!"    

Yang Ping sighed and wanted to take Bei Bei away, but Zhang Rong rejected him, saying solemnly: "After her grandmother leaves, I will raise her up well. I will help her pay back what she did wrong. " Hearing that, he wanted to slap Zhang Rong to death. Fatty was still not good enough for Nether King.    

"Yang Ping, if we meet again, I beg you to not harm Ping Yan, for the sake of us being friends." Zhang Rong asked worriedly.    

Yang Ping felt very uncomfortable in her heart. She sighed, saw that Zhang Rong's face was pale white, the poison in his body was very strong. After helping him cure the poison, she got up and said: "Take care."    

Zhang Rong wanted to say something, but he hesitated. In the end, he sighed, hugged the crying girl and fell into a long silence.    

Asking what love was, teaching life and death to each other.    

For the sake of love, Zhang Rong took sides with Lu Pingyan regardless of whether it was green and red and white. Yang Ping was disappointed. She sighed and left the rental house.    

Huafu Apartment District.    

Yang Ping thought of Zhang Rong's stubborn eyes and her heart was in a mess. When she returned to the apartment, Zhen Ying and Wang Yue were chatting happily, haha, laughing without a care in the world. Ping-Pong sounds came out from the kitchen as Zhen Ying and Wang Yue smiled at each other.    

Yang Ping asked: "Where's Ma Weiwei?"    

Zhen Ying replied, "Oh, there's someone who wants to bring her back home today. Before she left, she asked me to say thank you. "    

Ma Weiwei also left. Yang Ping sat on the sofa, feeling lost.    

Tonight, Sister Zhu Xi is going to cook.    

Yang Ping sighed, got up and walked into the kitchen, smelling a burnt smell. Seeing Zhu Xi's busy voice, she suddenly thought of a problem. If Zhu Xi became a murderer, would she side with her?