"I don't know where Monan's self-confidence comes from, or whether he has enough strength."

"But I understand that if he can let the Luo family go through this disaster, it will be OK next time. So, even because of this, is it wrong for me to let the Luo family take refuge in him?"

Wrong?

The woman's faint inquiry echoed in the hearts of the elderly like a trumpet.

After a while, the old people all shook their heads with a bitter smile and stopped talking.

……

It's getting dark.

In an alley in Qingcheng, the owner of the Ning family, who is very drunk, is holding a young girl. The girl doesn't really resist and struggles.

Suddenly, there seems to be a flash of light in the sky.

The girl looked up in surprise and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Ning, did someone take a candid picture of us just now?"

However, when she looked around, she didn't find any abnormality. She just took it as an illusion and bowed her head again.

At this time, she suddenly found that the "general Ning" in front of her did not know why and did not move.

"You're so bad and funny."

Thought he was joking with herself, the girl gave a push, but then her eyes gradually widened.

Bang.

A round thing suddenly rolled down from the neck of the ningjiazhu.

Ah!

The shrill, frightened screams spread all over the alley.

……

Zhongbei, Yanjing, Wancheng and Qingcheng are all within the boundaries of Zhongbei in theory.

Right now.

Liu family in North Central China.

It was in the evening class that the only warrior in the Liu family was teaching experience to the younger generation with a stick: "the road is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and the people are one."

He is talking, suddenly, a servant ran in in panic, stammered: "Mr. Liu, no, it's not good, there are people at home to make trouble."

"Who dares to be so presumptuous and deceive my Liu family?"

Liu Xiu suddenly narrowed her eyes and rushed out to have a look.

But it's not waiting for him.

Bang, several figures flew in from the outside, and then a young man came into the school from the front door.

Looking around, there were children. Monan couldn't help wrinkling. He looked at the middle-aged man with the stick in front of him: "come out, let the children see the blood. It's not good."

"What a big tone!"

Seeing that the young people were in their early twenties, even less than 30 years old, Liu Xiu suddenly got angry, left a sentence "you study by yourself" and strode out of school.

It's just that teenagers are always active, especially when something goes wrong. Although they are still sitting in their own positions, they are listening to each other.

A few minutes later, the noise outside suddenly disappeared. Just as some little boys couldn't help going out to have a look, suddenly, another elder came in, but it wasn't Liu Xiu.

"From today on, I'll teach you later..." the middle-aged man was calm and shook the stick in his hand. Visible to the naked eye, the stick still had some blood on it.

Immediately, a few more precocious children, all of a sudden red eyes, but forbearance did not cry.

……

The killing continues.

But what happened to the outside world, the people who stayed in Luo's mourning hall didn't know. Luo Teng couldn't remember how many times he looked up nervously. He only knew that the cook had heated the dinner three times.

"That young man, I'm afraid he can't come back."

Until nine o'clock in the evening, an old man said.

Hearing this, the woman raised her eyes and lowered her head again: "if he doesn't come back, the Luo family will be finished."

At this juncture, she really did not think that anyone else would lend a helping hand to the Luo family.

"Ah."

Hearing her words, a group of old people first look stagnant, and then sigh.

They are all old. They don't need much. Even if they are a teenager, they can help the Luo family resist for a while. It's a pity

Just then.

"I'm back."

A flat voice came from the outside. It sounded like a simple job had just been finished.

However, the desperate old people turned their heads and looked towards the door.

At the door, Monan was carrying a big sack in his hand. What was in it could not be seen clearly. When it was visible to the naked eye, the whole sack had been soaked in dark red.

At the same time, although there was no blood on his body, the smell of blood could be clearly heard more than ten meters away

"You."

Luo Teng's eyes widened. Up to this time, he couldn't believe that Mo Nan had avenged his father. He got up from the ground with two hands. He ran to Mo Nan and grabbed the sack.

Looking into the sack, he fell to the ground with fear. Later, a group of old people also came and looked at the cloth bags one after another. Rao's face was a little pale for a moment based on their life experience. Ignoring Luo Teng, and directly bypassing a group of old people, Mo Nan stepped forward to the woman, squatted down, and said: "public is public, private is private, I owe you Luo family, have paid off, now, you Luo family owe me."“ You are a smart person. I don't need to remind you of some words. What I want you to do is very simple. In the future, even if I'm gone, there are several women of mine in Wancheng. No matter what happens, you should ensure their safety. " Finish saying, Mo Nan spits out a bad breath, light smile way: "of course, the probability that I have an accident, should not be big." He just left some means ahead of time. After all, the Luo family can't help him“ I wrote it down After waiting for Monan to finish, the woman nodded. After a while, seeing that Monan did not speak, she asked, "I want to know how you can guarantee that my Luo family will not be targeted any more."“ This is easy. " Glancing at the direction of Luoteng and a group of old people, he made sure that no one was paying attention to the movement here. Monan grinned and said in a low voice: "where I started, I left a sentence: murderer, Mo fan."“ Think about it, after tonight, even if the Mu family wants to move you, I'm afraid they have to weigh it over. " Mo fan? Rao is a woman who has been calm all afternoon. When she heard this news, she couldn't sit still. She widened her eyes and asked, "master killer Mo fan, is it you?" Yes, less than 30 years old, Wancheng, Jinxiu group, surnamed Mo, a matching information flashed in her heart, let her completely determine, in front of Monan, is mo fan. On the other side, after hearing her words, Monan was stunned, then smacked his lips and said: "master killer? Who started this nickname? Don't mention it. It's domineering. I like it. "