its 118: The Great War Is Coming

Gong Ping shook his head gently and smiled bitterly at his sudden and unrealistic thoughts. The world is a huge group of billions of people, and I am just one of those billions. One in billion, what a small number!

And this simple one, it is unbelievable to want to change the world composed of billions!

"Forget it, let's think about some practical problems." Gong Ping sighed in his heart and focused his attention on the voice of Miss Master of ceremonies.

On the steps in front of the Lishui Garden, the lady of ceremonies is asking several masseuse's assistants if they have been found. The two male masseuses successively found their colleagues in the venue as assistants in the audience. At this time, the master of ceremonies turned her eyes to Gong Ping and asked with a smile, "So, who is the assistant of Master Ping An?"

"I!" Luan Feng raised his hand high, which attracted a burst of exclamation from the audience.

"Does the boss fight in person? This Master Ping is indeed a pillar!" Of course, haven't you heard of it? Does he have the nickname of 'soul masseuse'?" Is his massage that good? From the game just now, it seems that nothing can be seen?" Real people don't show their appearance! What do you know!"

In the voice of people's discussion, Zhan Tieying, with a cold smile, slowly stood up from the organizer's seat, walked to Yan Xiu, who was sitting aside, and nodded to the hostess. Miss the master of ceremonies immediately said, "Guys, now all the assistants of the four contestants have been found, so I will announce the start of the third round!"

Zhan Tieying and Yan Xiu walked to the competition area together, and the other two players and their assistants also came to the competition area. Gong Ping stood up, walked over with the help of Luan Feng, and slowly stood in a corner. Looking from afar, the four massage masters happened to be on each other, and there was a taste of a peak master duel.

"In this competition, the distribution of assists will be carried out by drawing lots." Miss the master of ceremonies said on the steps, "However, in order to prevent the masseuse and his assistant from drawing a group, the lottery will be taken away before each draw."

"Well, it's too easy to do this." Yun nodded and smiled at the same time. The idea can be seen at a glance.

Gong stood quietly, waiting for the moment of drawing lots. He knew that he would definitely win the lottery of Zhan Tieying, and in terms of Xiuwei, he would definitely draw the lottery of Luanfeng.

Because only by using the other party to defeat the other party can they really show their power and gag everyone's mouths, making people really think that this is a simple victory or defeat, not a conspiracy.

The signature box was first in front of the other two masseuses. The two drew lots in turn, and it happened to be exchanged by each other's assistants. In this way, Gong Ping and Yan Xiuwei didn't need to smoke anymore. Luan Feng frowned and muttered in a low voice, "These grandchildren are really smart. I'm afraid that we will notice their means of playing, and they will come to such a trick. Smart, so that there is no reason for me to make trouble."

Gong Ping smiled and didn't say anything to Luan Feng. Since this ending has been expected for a long time, it's better to concentrate on all this.

"Master Ping, I'm going to enjoy it this time. You have no excuse to stop serving me." Zhan Tieying came to Gong Ping with a bad smile on his face. At the same time, he looked at Luan Feng with provocative eyes: "Boss Luan, this competition has made Master Ping in the limelight again. How do you want to thank me?"

"Take two pig-killing knives and remove them slowly." Luan Feng also smiled and said a joke-like cruel words to Zhan Tieying in a peaceful tone. Zhan Tieying's face changed slightly, but then he returned to normal and shook his head gently: "Boss Luan really likes to joke. After a while, under our Miss Yan's men, Boss Luan has to hold on. Don't be careless and let Master Ping lose. It's a pity.

"To each other." Luan Feng patted the iron eagle on the shoulder, and the latter immediately dodged aside. Luan Feng smiled and said, "Why are you so nervous? Is there a poisonous needle in my hand? I didn't hurt your heart. Even if there is, I'm embarrassed to do it in front of so many people? You react so strongly that you are too unsed.

Zhan Tieying snorted and said nothing more. He went to Gongping's massage ** and sat down and asked loudly, "Master Ping, do you want me to take off my clothes?"

"No." Gong Ping slowly turned around and was facing the iron eagle. In public, it seems a little rude to let a big boss like you take off naked. It doesn't matter. Just sit like this. My massage technique will not be weakened by the barrier of a few clothes.

"Master Ping is very confident." At this time, Yan Xiu came over slowly and opened his mouth for the first time. Her voice was a little low, not gentle, but a feeling of vicissitudes. Her tone is gentle, showing a kind of indifference, and in this indifference, there is something else hidden. That kind of thing should not belong to young beautiful women, but to old people who have experienced the vicissitudes of life.

This tone made Gong Ping somewhat surprised, and at the same time, he also understood that this woman was by no means easy to get with. He smiled faintly: "I can't talk about self-confidence, I'm just telling the truth."

"In this case, I'm also embarrassed to ask Boss Luan to undress." Yan Xiu said calmly, with no expression on his face. I have another proposal. I don't know if Master Ping will agree.

"Let's talk about it first." Gong Ping frowned slightly and began to think about whether the other party would use this "proposal" to create a more favorable situation for her ability. He must be careful not to fall into the trap designed by the other party.

"To be honest, the organizer is very distressed by the design of this bureau." Yan Xiuwei said quietly, as if the organizer had nothing to do with her. I'm afraid it's difficult to clearly judge the outcome of this vague personal feeling of comfort. So I came up with a way, which is to let the assistant take a sitting position.

"Sedentary posture?" Luan Feng was stunned, "What does that mean?"

"Just like this." Yan Xiuwei slowly walked to the bedside, stood at the foot of the bed, and sat down with his back to the bed. The assistant sits by the bedside, while the masseuse sits ** to massage the assistant. Whoever can make the assistant fall into his arms comfortably is the winner.

"What?" Luan Feng was stunned, then frowned and smiled, "Isn't you too underestimated me? Do you think I will give up the victory because I want to fall into your arms and feel the soft touch of something? If it were a normal massage parlor owner, I'm afraid it would be like this, but I'm here specially to deal with you and Shengmeng!"

"In addition to massage, can she have some kind of ** power on people?" Gong Ping thought in his heart that he was a little anxious. Of course, he believes that Luan Feng can withstand that kind of **, but if that kind of ** is not only the ** of a beautiful woman to a man, but also the ** force with a special force, can Luan Feng still hold it?

However, he also realized that this is the easiest way to distinguish the winner and the most convenient way for two people to exert their best. This victory is not only between the two people, but also between the two sides. In the test, it is not only the massage ability of the two people, but also the endurance of the two assistants. If anyone can't resist the other party's massage attack and falls down first, then that party will really "fall down".

"No matter what, this is a good way to make a quick decision." Gong Ping thought to himself, "If she really has this special ** ability, then even if I win the game, it will be meaningless. Because as long as she stands on the side of the grass head, as long as she enters Lishui Garden and plays the role of a long-term masseuse, relying on this ** power and the massage ability she should have, I, an ugly middle-aged blind man, will never be more attractive than her. And if this is the case, there is no need for Lishui Garden to hold such a competition! Therefore, it can be concluded that she has no ** power at all that we just thought of. This proposal should be to distinguish the winner faster.

Thinking of this, a faint smile hung on the corners of Gong Ping's mouth.

It seems that she is very confident about her strength. Well, in terms of self-confidence, I will never lose to you. I, Gong Ping, believe that I am a unique and real 'soul masseuse' in the world. If you want to challenge me, just let it go!"

"Good." He opened his mouth and said in Master Ping's vicissitudes of silence: "This is indeed a way to quickly distinguish the winner. I agree. But I don't know the other two..."

"Master Ping, in fact, you and I both know that those two are just to make up the number." Yan Xiuwei shook his head gently and spit out such a sentence in a faint smile. As soon as he said this, Zhan Tieying's face changed. He seemed to be annoyed by her excessive straightforwardness, but he didn't dare to attack, so he had to clenched his fist fiercely. This little action did not escape the eyes of luck and Luan Feng. Both of them saw the small contradiction between the two and couldn't help smiling faintly.

"Zhan Tieying seems to have been patient with Yan Xiuwei. Speaking of Xiuwei, he doesn't seem to care much about Zhan Tieying." Yun said to Gong Ping, "It seems that your speculation is correct. This woman must have a bigger come from Zhan Tieying."

"In that case, let's start." Gong Ping nodded slowly, groped to sit **, and patted the edge of the bed in front of him: "Boss Zhan, please sit here. I didn't make you feel completely happy last time. This time, let me make up for the loss for you.

"Okay." As Zhan Tieying spoke, he sat down and let Gong Ping groped and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Well, Manager Luan, please too." Yan Xiu pointed to the bed next to him with a blank face, and then took off his shoes and sat down on the ** in a very beautiful posture. Luan Feng, who came to the bed, looked back at her and felt that if he collapsed backwards, he could just lie on her slender leg, and his head could just lean on some soft place.

"I won't suffer from this kind of **." With a smile, Luan Feng sat down.

A pair of soft hands gently rested on Luan Feng's shoulder. Through the thick clothes, he seemed to feel the warmth of that hand. A faint fragrance came from that hand, and Luan Feng's heart couldn't help trembling.