Heling also heard the mystery from Zhao Ying's trembling tone, although she devoted herself to the cause of traditional Chinese medicine and Qihetang, it didn't mean that she didn't have business acumen, it didn't mean that he wasn't smart, as soon as Zhao Ying opened her mouth, she keenly felt that there was something going on here.

"Mu Ping!"

Wiped the water droplets from their hair, Zhao Ying and He Ling rushed out of the bathroom without even applying makeup, Zhao Ying even skillfully grabbed Mu Ping's big hand and spoke anxiously.

"Mu Ping, can you help us?"

"Oh?"

Mu Ping didn't know what the two women were thinking, and he was stunned when he heard it, "Help you, what can I help you?"

"Cut, you've done a good deed yourself!Are you embarrassed to ask someone?!"

Wang Meng glanced at Mu Ping with disdain. She kept blocking the door, just not wanting this pervert to slip away.

"What did I do?"

Mu Ping looked at the delicate policewoman in front of her, today she wore a white T-shirt, with a pair of terrazol jeans, revealing a pair of long legs, plus short black hair, she looked neat, warm and elegant, like a girl next door. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe that the two-sided character of daring to hate and love, being soft on the outside and strong on the inside, was so perfectly combined in such a delicate girl.

"You ......" Wang Meng was about to continue arguing with Mu Ping, but was suddenly stopped by Zhao Ying's face, "This is not right, why is her face as tender as a peeled egg?

She glanced at Heling again, and the latter was no different. In the past few days since Mu Ping disappeared, the three of them have become good friends, both young girls who love beauty, and the three of them have also talked about some whispers about makeup, and she can see at a glance that Zhao Ying and Heling have no makeup at all.

She subconsciously touched her face, to be honest, when she came to this Li Jiawan, the conditions really can't be compared with Fencheng, she feels that her face has been very dry in the past few days, I'm afraid it won't be long before it will be cracked, and it's useless to replenish no amount of water, the second daughter was about the same as her yesterday, why did the gap become so big after a night's work?

"Officer Wang, you have indeed wronged Mu Ping!"

Zhao Ying stretched out her hand and took Wang Meng's hand, so excited that her hands trembled a little.

"Don't, don't call me Officer Wang, I'm younger than my two sisters, just call me Meng'er. ”

"Yes, Meng'er, Mu Ping didn't drug us, on the contrary, there is a lot of mystery in this porridge?" He Ling winked at Wang Meng and smiled playfully.

"You didn't get it? There is no ingredient in this porridge?"

In a hurry, Wang Meng actually said all the terms.

"Of course not!"

Zhao Ying and He Ling smiled and spoke, Zhao Ying's big eyes looked straight at Mu Ping, if it weren't for the age gap, she couldn't wait to rush over and give this little man a warm hug.

"Get out of here!"

Wang Meng stepped to the dining table in one step, stretched out her hand and picked up the porridge bowl, but unfortunately there was only one bottom of the bowl left, but she didn't care about the thirty-seven twenty-one, grabbed the remaining half of Mu Ping's bowl and the porridge bowl together, swallowed it in two bites, with a solemn expression, staring at her body intently.

Mu Ping was going to look stupid, "Is this treating yourself as a guinea pig?

Before the tea, black grease began to seep out of Wang Meng's body, and Heling, who had experience, hurriedly pulled her into the bathroom.

Zhao Ying sat opposite Mu Ping, with a smile in her eyes, and spoke softly.

"Mu Ping, can I talk to you about a deal......

In a conference room in an inconspicuous gray five-story building on the outskirts of the imperial capital, an old man of about 60 years old, dressed in Tang costume, with a red face and white hair, was sitting upright on the leather chair at the top of the conference table, and the middle finger of his right hand was gently clicking on the tabletop.

On both sides of him, there were ten people sitting in a row, in addition to Long Zhenhua, Pang Yuan, Cheng Biao, Li Zhanyuan, Liu Bing and Pang Xin, there were also four martial artists, the youngest was also about forty years old.

The decoration of the conference room is extremely simple, except for a full picture of China hanging with a curtain on the wall, only snow-white walls.

The old man's temples bulged high, and he looked like a practitioner.

"So, that beetle was probably killed by the one named Mu Ping?"

There was silence for a full five minutes, and the old man spoke slowly.

"Team leader, in my opinion, eight or nine is not far from ten. ”

Long Zhenhua spoke in a low voice.

"Well, Deputy Team Leader Pang, you have fought with Mu Ping, what is his strength?" the old man glanced at Pang Yuan, who had closed his triangular eyes and a serious and silent expression.

"Team leader, if I'm not mistaken, that young man has probably reached the peak of the prefecture level. ”

"It's absolutely impossible!"

An old man in a gray robe dressed as a Taoist opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes flashed. According to Zhenhua, this young man is just eighteen years old, and an eighteen-year-old prefecture-level consummation has never appeared in the 5,000-year history of China, and it has not existed in the past, nor can it exist now. ”

"Senior Ji Daozi is right, I also think this is absolutely impossible!"

A middle-aged man in his forties spoke. This person has no white face, if it weren't for the slight hanging of the corners of his eyes, he would look like a beautiful man.

"Okay, everyone, don't quarrel, it's not such a high level of cultivation, we'll know if we try it in the future. For more than 5,000 years in China, there have been very soaring people in history, and their realm is far from what we can peep into. As we all know, our martial arts line is divided into four realms of heaven and earth, Xuanhuang, and each realm is divided into three small realms, all of which come from a book of exercises, an ancient exercise "Manghuang Sutra", and since then, this classification has become customary. As everyone knows, there is only one "Sutra of Recklessness" in the world? The answer is simply no, and even the exercises practiced by all of you here are very different. ”

The old man pondered for a moment, "Everyone has seen it, the strength of that beetle is definitely equivalent to a second-level demon beast, a person who can cut off the thighs of a second-level demon beast, his cultivation can still be low? How many of you here can do it?" The old man looked around for a moment and continued.

"What we're going to discuss today is not the fact that the Beetle was not destroyed by him, but our case, whether he is the best candidate. ”

"Li Zhanyuan, Liu Bing, Pang Xin, there's nothing to do with you here, you go out first!"

The old man suddenly remembered something, and Chong Li Zhanyuan, Liu Bing, and Pang Xin nodded.

"Yes!"

The three of them got up and walked out of the conference room, knowing that the core secrets were at stake, and not for a team member of their level to know.