Ning Zimo didn't deny it. He sighed: "I must be unconvinced. I'm not high in cultivation and young. They all think that I can defeat Ning Hongtao only by you, Dongfang family and Sun family.

To be honest, I also feel that I have a lot of shortcomings, but so many brothers trust me, I can't let them down.

To make them more money and live a better life is what I want to do, the rest I don't care what people think of them. "

Ye Fan reached out and pinched the woman's plain hand and said, "then you should have told me that such a small matter, I'll help you solve it.".

"In fact, it's nothing. Any transfer of power will have a painful period. I don't want to rely on you to help me solve everything..." Ning Zimo forced a smile.

Just then, a man's rather coarse voice came from outside.

"What kind of guest is coming to our door? Miss Ning, why don't you introduce us?"

In the corridor, a group of well-dressed men, talking about a man in his fifties, with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and a big nose, with a proud look between his brows.

Among these people, surrounded by an old man in a gray coat with gray hair, looks nothing special, but his eyes are surprisingly bright and sharp.

Xiao Zhao whispered in Ye Fan's ear: "brother fan, the speaker is Zhao Jingshi. He is the chief teacher of the blood killing hall. He is very powerful.

He stayed in the Ning family for more than 20 years and was deeply rooted, so no one but the owner of the house paid no attention to him.

Ye Fan nodded, but he didn't feel how the master Zhao Jing was. He was just a martial artist born with great perfection. He could only be horizontal in the underground family.

Ning purple Mo saw the arrival of the people, frown frown, way: "master Zhao, I am receiving guests here, you go to listen to the wind Pavilion for a moment.".

With a string of beads in his hand, Zhao Jingshi looked at Ye Fan and a group of bafu killers behind him, and chuckled: "Miss Ning, these are the distinguished guests you welcome?

You are the owner of our Ning family in the future. How can you invite a group of non-standard people to come in and sit in the best box? "

Ning purple Mo was not happy: "master Zhao, these are Ye Fan's friends, that is, my friends, please put a little respect."

Zhao Jingshi grinned: "look at the clothes they wear. The clothes on their bodies add up. No one can exceed 500. If you let such a group of people sit here, don't you mind the people of the dituning family?"

Rather purple Mo don't want to talk nonsense with him, turn to the old man said: "grandfather, you are tired from flying, you'd better go to listen to the wind pavilion to have a rest first."

Ning Gu Dao, the old owner who has not spoken, is looking at Ye Fan, and says with no expression: "this young man, you mean ye fan.".

"It's him," Ning Zimo nods.

"Yes, I'd like to see who killed my son Finally, I saw it. "Ninggu road seems to appreciate it.

Ye Fan also wanted to open, ha ha and said with a smile: "sorry, master, your son wants face and can't afford to lose, so I can't help it.".

Ning Gu Road mouth moved, "ha ha, young frivolous, you such a boy, either is stupid, or have real skills, I hope you are the latter.".

After saying that, Ninggu road waved to Zhao Jingshi, "Lao Zhao, why don't you go back? Here you can sit for young people. How about that?".

The old man is very good at speaking. He is not giving orders, he is just asking "how". The meaning is very simple. If Zhao Jingshi refuses to let him, he will make trouble.

After hearing this, Zhao Jingshi said with a smile: "my master, I will, and other old brothers will not. What's this called? We have come all the way from Sichuan Province. We have heard that this lady's purple leaf tea house can enjoy tea and enjoy the lake. How can this best private room give up to a group of earth buns casually?"

Several backbone members of the Ning family and the blood killing hall also clamored to express their dissatisfaction and support Zhao Jingshi.

"Master Zhao Jingshi! I don't want you to say that, Ye Fan's friend. You'd better keep your mouth clean! " Ning purple Mo Mu dew cold road.

"Ha ha, Miss Ning, you're not the head of the family. Do you want to kill Lao Zhao?

I know that ye fan, your boy friend, is of high strength. If you want him to deal with me, I will have to recognize him. "

"You..." Ning Zimo was constantly pricked in the heart, hate teeth itching, but she can not really let Ye Fan to deal with them, it is even more obvious that he is relying on men, what is useless.

On the foggy night, he got up and said, "sister Ning, it's OK for us. If your family wants to sit in this box, we'll let it out. We can go anywhere at will.".

A group of killers also followed, they really don't care about this matter, they are running to Ye Fan, what the people of Ning family say, they actually don't listen much.

Ye Fan also felt that there was no need to fight for more face, so he said: "it's time to eat. Let's go. I'll treat you to a meal and come back later.".

Ye Fan said, he planned to take people to leave first, let Ning Zimo deal with the people of Ning family.Ning purple Mo is very sorry for them, had to say: "so ah, then I send a car to send you out, where do you go to eat?"

"No, there are many restaurants nearby. You'd better be busy with you," Ye Fan said with a smile.

As soon as ye fan leaves, the night owl and other killers are planning to go out with them.

Zhao Jingshi and others met, and they were all satisfied with their faces. If Ning Zimo wanted to be the head of the family, they had to maintain a good relationship with them.

Zhao Jingshi said: "Miss Ning, you'd better send someone to clean it. There is a low-grade smell in this box. After cleaning, the owner can go in and sit down.".

"Master Zhao Jingshi, don't go too far! Ye Fan is broad-minded. Do you really think he is afraid of you? " Ning purple Mo can't listen.

"Ha ha, joke. I have been in Ning family for more than 20 years. What kind of storm and role have I never seen before? I need him to let me

As he spoke, Zhao Jingshi happened to see a woman passing by in front of her, who was also one of Ye Fan's "friends". He couldn't help laughing and saying, "how old is this girl? Where are you from? "

Zhao Jingshi said, a hand on the back of the woman under the body.

This woman, of course, is sun Qian, one of the patriarchs of bafomie.

Sun Qian was originally very calm to leave, but Zhao Jingshi's hand extended, her whole temperament changed instantly!

It's like a life-threatening blade suddenly comes out of its scabbard, and the cold light suddenly flashes. A sharp dagger changes from sun Qian's hand. The body rotates at a high speed, and the dagger draws a white blade!

"Ah

Zhao Jingshi screamed bitterly, and blood flew out from the wrist of his right hand, and one of his hands had been cut off!

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