Yu Ming felt that all the strength in his body had disappeared, his face was full of disappointment, and his heart was extremely complicated.

Why is he Ding Mu’s classmate?

why it's not me?

Is it because I am several years older than him?

Ding Mu had long expected Yu Ming's reaction, so he still pretended not to know and said: "Yes, that classmate is in the same class as me. She has good academic performance. For her sake, I have to study hard."

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"Is this so? I think your classmate is quite good." Yu Ming endured the heartache and forced out a smile.

"Well, I think she's pretty good, too." Ding Mu looked reminiscing, and a slight smile appeared on his face. This attitude was no less than a fatal blow to Yu Ming's heart, and she couldn't help but turn her head away.

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"By the way, how is your father's injury?" Ding Mu saw that the situation was almost over and began to change the topic. He couldn't keep worrying about Yu Ming.

"Ah, my father will have an operation tomorrow." The topic shifted to his father, and Yu Ming's mood recovered a little, "I have already booked a ticket for tonight, and I can rush back early tomorrow morning."

"Well, you really should go back and take a look. Now your father's injury is all counting on you." Ding Mu said, this is the follow-up strategy he formulated. After tactfully rejecting Yu Ming, Yu Ming will definitely fall into despair.

At this time, she must find something important enough to divert her attention, otherwise Yu Ming is likely to be lost for a while.

Yu Ming nodded, thinking of her father, and suddenly felt a deep sense of guilt in her heart: her father was seriously injured in the car accident and was about to undergo surgery. He needed the company of his family, but she actually wanted to go out to play with Ding Mu. As a daughter of hers,

Do you really need to be qualified?

"Let's go back when we're full. You pack your things. If you still have any difficulties after you go back, tell me and I'll find a solution for you." Ding Mu stood up to pay the bill.

Yu Ming looked at Ding Mu's figure and whispered: "Ding Mu, thank you."

After returning home, Ding Mu took out his mobile phone to contact Ye Qingling, asked her to transfer the call to Ye Lang, and said: "Wang Qiu died in the haunted house in the amusement park. Send someone to clean up."

Ye Lang was stunned when he heard this. He knew that Wang Ping would attack Ding Mu, and he was still worried about whether Ding Mu could handle it. But today Ding Mu told him that Wang Chou, the gold medal fighter of the Wang family, was dead.

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By the time he came to his senses, Ding Mu had already hung up the phone. He hurriedly sent his capable personnel to the amusement park to deal with the matter, trying to minimize the impact of the matter.

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Wang family.

Wang Ping stood by the window and looked at the scenery outside the window. It looked no different from usual, but the red wine glass she kept shaking betrayed her inner uneasiness.

Wang Chou had already set out to assassinate Ding Mu, but four or five hours had passed and there was still no movement. Thinking of Ding Mu's skill, she drank all the red wine in the cup and said, "Here comes someone!"

A man in a black suit walked in, "Mr. Wang, what are your orders?"

"Send a team of people to the amusement park to search for Wang Chou's whereabouts. Report any information immediately."

"yes!"

After waiting patiently for another hour, there was finally news.

"Mr. Wang, the Ye family came to the amusement park before us and found Wang Chou's body in the haunted house. Should we snatch the body back?"

"No!" Wang Ping's tone turned cold, "Don't alarm anyone. After the Ye family leaves, we will see if there is anything missing. This matter must not be spread out!"

A living Wang Qiu is worth three million, but a dead Wang Qiu is worth nothing!

As long as she doesn't admit that she sent Wang Chou to assassinate Ding Mu, what will happen to the Ye family even if they get Wang Chou's body?

The cost of falling out with the Wang family at this time is too high.

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There was nothing to do in the afternoon. Ding Mu took out the demon pills Xiao Qing sent to him in the room. There were fifteen pills in total. Most of them were second-order demon pills. There were only three third-order demon pills. After swallowing them all, his cultivation level finally increased.

Yes, from the 9527th level of the Body Refining Realm to the 9529th level.

When it was getting dark outside, the black Mercedes-Benz S500 came to Ding Mu's door again, and Wu Yishan came to visit.

"Brother Ding Mu, I have heard about the demon pill, but the other party refuses to sell it. They only accept barter or negotiate terms in person."

"Where is he?" Ding Mu immediately became interested.

"It's at my house, how about I take you there?"

"OK."

When I arrived at Wu's house, it was completely dark, and I saw a very distinctive woman in the living room.

cold.

She has short hair, almost as tall as a board, cold eyes, and no expression on her face. Nothing seems to arouse her interest. There is a ten centimeter long scar on her neck, which has turned into a centipede's because of the simple suture technique.

shape.

Although she was wearing a black tights that outlined her curvy figure, her repulsive attitude could be felt from several meters away, and even the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a lot.

Wu Yishan had already seen this woman's attitude, so he introduced her first: "Let me introduce you, this is brother Ding Mu, who wants to buy the demon pill."

Ding Mu nodded slightly.

Wu Yishan continued: "This person who calls himself Poison Blade can tell me whatever he wants."

Poison Blade's eyes fell on Ding Mu, shook his head and said: "He is not the person I am looking for, so there is no need to do this business."

"How can this be done?" Before Ding Mu could speak, Wu Yishan objected first, "There is no business that cannot be done in the world, it's just that we can't agree on the price. You have a demon pill in your hand, and little brother Ding Mu wants to buy the demon pill.

This is the demand of both parties. Why do you say it can't be done without raising any conditions? Although our Wu family in Shicheng cannot cover the sky with just one hand, we must also pay attention to our integrity!"

Poison Blade didn't take Wu Yishan's threat to heart, and his eyes didn't even change. "He can't do the conditions I proposed."

Ding Mu frowned, "I would like to know, is there anything else that I, Ding Mu, can't do?"

There is no righteousness in buying and selling, but there is a premise, that is, the two parties have negotiated and are really unable to achieve the other party's requirements. Now Poison Blade has concluded that Ding Mu can't do it without even mentioning conditions. This is inappropriate.

Already.

If Ding Mu does not pursue the case, it will leave a weak impression on Wu Yishan. Wu Yishan will have a hard time guaranteeing his best efforts when acquiring the demon pill, so Ding Mu must show sufficient strength and strength at this time.

Poison Blade didn't explain much, and took out two daggers from his waist, "Only if you insist on ten moves under my hand will you be qualified to listen to my conditions, otherwise you can get out."

Wu Yishan snorted coldly, "Stop! Is our Wu family a place where you can run wild?"

"That's fine if it's the Ye family. Who among you Wu family can stop me?" Poison Blade was very disdainful, "How about it? Do you dare to try?"

"Why don't you dare?" Ding Mu sat on the sofa without moving, "I don't need ten moves. If I can't take your dagger away within three moves, you win."

Poison Blade let out a cold snort, and suddenly rushed out, stabbing Ding Mu on the left and right with two daggers.

Ding Mu waved her right hand continuously, and Poison Blade felt a pain in her chest, and her body couldn't stop taking a few steps back. When she came to her senses, the dagger in her hand had already appeared in Ding Mu's hand, and she didn't even see clearly what had just happened.
Chapter completed!