Chapter 602

After seeing Yang Ping's face clearly, the blonde man sighed helplessly, showed a bitter smile, then packed up his things and was ready to leave the roof. At this time, a sarcastic laughter came from above the roof. A man in black jumped down, slammed down on the floor, and directly hit a deep hole in the floor. A piece of landing equipment fluttered in the air and just blew by, indicating that the person landed from a high altitude and fell straight down.

"I thought you didn't dare to come to China." the blonde man didn't stop and went straight to the iron gate. "You are the top five figure on the list of Chinese military pursuit. If those military people know, you won't laugh."

"Don't worry about it. The son of the Dragon God of the Great Dragon God Association likes to secretly look at others and is not afraid of jokes." the fallen man doesn't care. Although the black robe shines on his face, his eyes are very special, with a faint light, like two black holes, which can devour people's spirit. "Don't say that the military knows, even if it knows, what can I do."

"Murderous God is right across the street. You can try it." the blonde man sneered.

The man was surprised. He swept across the opposite building with uncertain eyes.

Killing God is naturally Yang Ping.

Yang Ping is in the underground world face to face and ranks 11th on the killing list by means of powerful killing methods. The person in front of him is Foley, a British super agent. At the same time, he also ranks 12th on the killing list and has become famous for a long time. If Yang Ping was not born, he would squeeze his terms down, and his ranking would be higher.

"Luoshui, don't think I'm afraid of him. I just came here with a task and don't want to do much. It's said that he has been abandoned in recent years. It's estimated that he doesn't have any real skills. You know, we are different from those Jianghu people in China. They like to sneak, but we are real murderers." Foley sneered.

Luoshui, the president of the Dragon God Association and the son of the Dragon God, has always been hidden in Longcheng. The decisive battle between Yang Ping and Jiang Weimin and Li Tian has affected the eyes of countless people, but he only appeared for a moment and hid. He didn't surface until now.

Foley is very afraid of Luoshui, because Luoshui ranks 10th in the list of killing gods in the underground world.

The gap between the top ten and the people behind is not generally large.

Many murderers want to move forward, but they fail, because the top ten experts are very strong and rely on their real skills.

"Yamada is also in Longcheng." Luo Shui said faintly, "you stole his things and made him lose a lot. If he knew you came to Longcheng, it would be more fun."

Foley's face changed slightly.

If it is someone else, Foley may not be afraid, because he has strong self-confidence in saving his life, but Yamada is special. This person's yin-yang skill just restrained himself. Last time, he was pressured by the military headquarters and barely succeeded with a lot of help. If he was single to single, Foley would run as soon as he saw Yamada.

With a cold smile, Foley was unwilling to show weakness and said, "everyone is a murderer. What about the high ranking. Luoshui, are you interested in joining forces and fighting a big fight."

Luo Shui turned his head, looked at Foley coldly and said, "I don't believe in foreigners."

Foley cried, "you are wrong to say so, Luoshui. You yourself are a quarter of British."

"That thing depends on its ability, but with your strength, I advise you to hide. If you meet Yamada, you may still have a chance to live, but if you meet Yang Ping, you'd better escape from Longcheng immediately. Otherwise, you'll be very angry."

With that, Luoshui didn't enter the iron gate.

Foley's eyes changed, then sneered and disdained: "Yang Ping, so what? I haven't seen it before. Although it's better than me, it can be better than Yamada? Luoshui, it's useless for you to rank 10th. You're just a coward."

"I must get something like that."

Foley's eyes were gloomy, staring at the top floor of China Airlines building.

Suddenly, a look came from the building. Foley was surprised and hurriedly hid his body, breathing, temperature and even the blood flow in his body, which was consistent with the illusion. The floor on the roof, the broken pit and the rusty iron column on the railing were exactly the same.

He glanced away and left.

Foley was in a cold sweat. He looked in the direction of his eyes and murmured, "no, he can feel it just by thinking. When was he so sensitive and far away from the killing battlefield?"

His face was gloomy and very ugly.

It seems that we need to make a new plan.

……

"Are you listening to me?" Zhu Xi talked about the recent situation of China Airlines Group. It was unnecessary to say, but he still said it, not because Yang Ping was the largest shareholder of the company, but because he was regarded as a friend or close person. But he summoned up his courage, but the other party was absent-minded. Zhu Xi couldn't help being angry.

She is seldom angry. Everyone in the company knows that if the chairman is angry, the consequences will be very serious.

It happened that Yang Ping didn't know how to live or die. He angered Zhu Xi again and again. It's all right. He took his eyes back from the window, bent his mouth and showed a playful smile. He didn't expect the experts on the killing list to come together. It seems that Longcheng will be busy for some time.

But these people Yang Ping won't worry too much. After all, he has dealt with them. He is most afraid of Dr. J. this person is haunted. He not only has the most cutting-edge scientific and technological support in the United States, but also has the spiritual power different from ordinary people. If you put it in China, you can be regarded as an absolute top genius.

"What did you say?" Yang Ping replied in surprise.

Zhu Xi clenched her fist and was so angry in her heart that she wanted to slap him and see if he could still laugh. She gritted her teeth and said, "I asked you to be the general manager of China Airlines real estate. You will go there in the afternoon. This is a good opportunity. Don't waste my efforts."

Yang Ping said, "I didn't insist on going. It's like I begged you."

Zhu Xi was furious and said, "Yang Ping, can you be a little self-motivated? Do you want to open a medical school all your life? What's wrong with your ability? It's great to be a Mongolian doctor, isn't it?"

Yang Ping thought carefully and said seriously, "my purpose is to help the world, save the dead and heal the wounded. I don't think it's bad to open a medical school."

Bang Dang!

Yang Ping was so sacred that Zhu Xi had a feeling of suffocation when he punched on cotton. The bastard gave him a chance to exercise. He even felt that the position of the general manager was not as good as opening a medical school. He was so angry that his face turned red and said in a cold voice, "you have the seed to say it again."

Yang Ping thought, his eyes lit up, stared at the fluctuating Zhu Xi and blinked.

Zhu Xi quickly avoided his eyes and said coldly, "do you go or not? There are still many people waiting to go."

"Go, of course. Why not? I understand your pains now. Alas, it's not easy." Yang Ping tutted.

In a flash, Zhu Xi hurriedly said, "don't get me wrong. I let you go just because of your ability. There's no other meaning. You'd better correct your attitude. Business and private affairs can't be confused."

"I didn't say anything. Why are you so nervous?" Yang Ping joked.

Zhu Xi looked at the computer screen flustered and said: "I hope you can do well there. Air China real estate is actually a promising company. As long as it is bigger, it will be the pillar of the group in the future. You don't know. Just now, Mr. Jack, CEO of Morgan group, wanted to offer us $1 billion to buy 10% of the company's shares. It can be seen that many people are optimistic about our company."

"Do you really believe it?" Yang Ping said with a smile.

Zhu Xi sneered and said faintly, "why don't you believe it? If I promise, a billion dollars can revitalize a lot of business."

"What a pity," Yang Ping sighed.

Zhu Xi said faintly, "there is no free lunch in the world. Although I am confident, I am not narcissistic enough to create a small group company that can attract the attention of Morgan group. There must be a conspiracy in it, so I didn't promise."

"I don't mean that." Yang Ping shook his head and looked sad.

"What do you mean?" Zhu Xi wondered.

Yang Ping said seriously, "promise him, a billion dollars, a lot of money."

what?

Zhu Xi looked at Yang Ping in surprise and said there was a problem. Why did he want to promise? Is he mentally ill.