Doomsday Sanctuary

He was most suspicious of these three people now, and he was the latest and least understood, Xu Sheng was considered to have saved his life, and he was willing to work hard for it, showing his loyalty to himself, so Di Ping ruled him out.

Then there are two people, one is Zhang Liang and the other is Feng Ziming.

Zhang Liang is very outgoing, very good friend, and very shrewd. He has a wide range of friends and is very popular in the five major combat teams. With him doing things like this, it may be him.

Feng Ziming, born in the second generation of the rich, has a lot of means. He is humble and sunny. He is kind to anyone. He is always helpful if he has difficulties. He is also very handsome, so there are some markets in the base.

But what Di Ping most doubted was Feng Ziming. Why did he say that?

The main reason was that Wang Xuming had learned that with Feng Ziming's method, it was impossible that such a serious division of the team leader's rights would occur in the team, but he did not know.

It can be seen that Wang Xuming's plea for Feng Ziming shows that Feng Ziming may be the supporter behind him.

This is not difficult to know, as long as Wang Xuming in the first trial will know the answer.

But the main question now is whether this black hand is Feng Ziming alone, or is someone involved? He always feels that he has entered a misunderstanding in his thinking.

It is a pity that Wang Dequan, who knows the inside story best now, is crazy, while Liu Minsheng does not know any clearer information.

What should I do? How to find this person.

Di Ping closed his eyes and wrinkled his brows tightly. His head was a little bit painful. Without real evidence, he could not directly attack Feng Ziming. After all, it was the base management. A bad deal suddenly broke the hearts of the people.

Di Ping, who was thinking hard, suddenly heard the door bang, and it seemed that someone had entered the hall.

Di Ping knew who it was when he heard the footsteps.

Sure enough, after a while, the bathroom door rang and was gently pushed open, followed by a familiar faint orchid scent.

Liu Bingyu!

After knowing who it was, Di Ping didn't open his eyes, and still closed his eyes to rest his mind. After Liu Bingyu entered the bathroom, he came gently behind Di Ping, squatted down, and his opponent pressed Di Ping's temple.

Di Ping felt a pair of soft, slender jade fingers pressing under his temples gently.

A refreshing feeling from the depths of his soul spread all over his body instantly, and he couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

Liu Bingyu's technique was very good. After a while, Di Ping felt that his painful and swollen temples were relieved a lot, and his mood was much calmer.

"thank you!"

Di Ping closed his eyes and said softly.

"You feel better?"

Liu Bingyu's fingers trembled slightly, seeming to be startled by Di Ping's sudden noise, but soon his hands moved again, and a soft voice sounded in the bathroom.

"much better!"

Di Ping opened his eyes and looked at the beauty who was massaging her head on her side and smiled: "You were very brave today! I didn't expect you to be so bold!"

"Hey! There is! People are also afraid of weak legs! Thinking about it now, do you still feel afraid?"

Liu Bingyu pursed her red lips and smiled softly.

"You are great!"

Di Ping did not hesitate to compliment himself, and extended his thumb in praise.

"Little girl! Thank you City Lord for your praise!"

Liu Bingyu bends over and salutes exaggeratedly again, and then giggles, the two dazzling white **** on his chest, the dangling Di Ping's heart is rippling.

"Ahem!"

Di Ping shifted his eyes with a dry cough, suppressed the throbbing of his body, and looked at Liu Bingyu with a serious expression:

"How do you think of organizing the people of Al Qaeda to fight against the army? Are you afraid of accidents?"