Fatty Du fisted and had no concern at all. Yan Ning was beaten to the point of bruising and swollen face, and even bleeding from his nose, but he lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.

He knew that Fatty Du needed to vent now, and Luna died at his hands.

If I didn't fight with Zhou Ji to break the dome, maybe Luna wouldn't have died.

Yan Ning sighed in his heart, and Fatty Du's fist turned into a punishment for atonement in his eyes. Every time Yan Ning was punched by him, he felt a little better.

"Aren't you known as the Wumen Ghost Doctor, who can cure the world?! You gave me my Nana back!!"

Yihu couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and pulled Fatty Du: "Fatty, calm down... Yan Ning didn't do it on purpose."

"Not it intentionally?" Fatty Du stared at Yan Ning with his eyes curled up, "Yes, I know he didn't kill Nana on purpose, but all this could have been avoided! Since he had offended the Fang family, why didn't he expect to involve us? He should have taken precautions long ago!"

Yihu sighed, but could not refute anything.

Yan Ning wiped the blood on his face and whispered: "If you think beating me to death can relieve your anger and let Nana come back, Boss Yihu, please let him go."

"San, you are also stubborn..."

Yihu shook his head and did not let Fatty Du go. Fatty Du struggled again and shouted at Yan Ning: "Yan Ning! My Fatty Du brother is your most loyal in this life. Let me work hard for you, but Nana is innocent!"

"I know, I know everything."

"You know what's the matter!" Fatty Du finally broke free from Yihu's hand, pounced on Yan Ning again, snatched the broken dome nail in Yan Ning's hand, and pressed it against Yan Ning's neck.

Yan Ning closed his eyes, but Fatty Du didn't take action for a long time.

Yan Ning opened his eyes, and Fatty Du was already in tears. He gritted his teeth hard, raised his hand and cut off his little finger with the broken dome nail, and threw it into Yan Ning's hand:

"Brothers are like brothers and feet. Today I, Du Cheng, killing my fingers in the name of my fingers, and I will never have the same brotherhood with Yan Ning in the future!"

He held the Breaking Dome Nail tightly in his hand, and with difficulty, Yihu's sigh, he left the moat beach.

"From the future, brotherly love will be terminated. See you again the next day, and you will not be me!"

Fatty Du's voice echoed on the river beach. Yan Ning fell to the ground, listening to Fatty Du's voice, and looking at the starry sky woodenly.

The fat man who once blocked his wine, the fat man who once called him for being obscene, and the timid fat man who was as timid as a mouse, broke off his kindness with him by Yan Ning's mistaken killing!

He never expected that the first living person to die at his hands was actually the woman of his brother!

Yan Ning slowly raised his arm. Isn’t the blood stained on his hands Luna’s?

Li Feifei stood beside Yan Ning, with a complicated look in her eyes. She secretly looked at the moat. A figure stood there opposite the moat.

...

Within three days after the moat incident, the Fang family was divided by major consortiums in Jianzhou City. Xing Zheng released news, claiming that Fang Fujia was arrested for suspected tax evasion, and Fang Jie was posted several death cases and sentenced to death directly.

Fang Fujia's fate is not much better, and he will be imprisoned for life and will not be reduced.

Xing Zheng told Yan Ning privately that the trial of the two Fang family cases may have been secretly fueled by the Changsheng Cult in it. Otherwise, with Fang Fujia's foundation, it would not have ended like this. The Changsheng Cult's move was nothing more than to make the Fang family completely disappear into this world.

The night after Fang Jie executed the death penalty, Xing Zheng helped Yan Ning get a chance to meet Fang Fujia. Yan Ning came to the detention center as promised and met Fang Fujia under the leadership of Teng Yi.

Fang Fujia no longer saw his former big belly and poop-like appearance. His face was thin and yellow. He lost dozens of kilograms in three days. He fell on the chair like a clothes rod. When Yan Ning came, his eyes, which were like a dead fish, became a little angry.

Yan Ning brought the door, sat opposite Fang Fujia, and said, "Are you okay these days?"

Fang Fujia glanced at him: "For you, my son is gone."

"When your son was alive, I wonder how many families of people disappeared." Yan Ning said seriously.

Fang Fujia smiled miserably: "I know, but he is my son. His mother died early, so I brought him up. Because of business, I neglected to discipline me, and wanted to use money to make up for my failed father, but unexpectedly, he led him to go astray step by step... He is indeed worthy of death, but I am his father, and I can't do it without feeling sorry!"

Fang Fujia said, two lines of tears flowing down from the corners of his eyes, and Yan Ning could see that he had not cried less in the past two days.

"I'm sorry for Fang Jie's death, but I still have to ask you some things."

"You want to ask the Cult of Eternity, right?"

When a person is about to die, he is good at speaking. Fang Fujia can no longer feel resentful about the character Yan Ning. He had expected that he would have such a day, and the difference was just who would take action.

"The Cult of Eternity is second. What I care most about is the girl who was sent to you by Kubota Hiroshi, Yang Liu." Yan Ning said.

Fang Fujia was stunned, and then asked, "You are deliberately trying to oppose our Fang family and ruining us step by step, just for that girl?"

"Yes." Yan Ning nodded.

"She... can only say that she is no longer in my hands." Fang Fujia sighed.

"Where is she?"

Fang Fujia glanced at the surveillance camera hanging in the corner and shook his head slightly at Yan Ning: "I can't say it. Before I say it, the Church of Changsheng took my life."

Yan Ning nodded slightly, not believing in his heart that the Changsheng Sect could directly attack in this detention center, so he asked: "If you say that, maybe I can help your son live a better life in the underworld."

Fang Fujia heard this and thought for a long time before making up his mind. His hands were sweating, and asked Yan Ning to stretch out his palm. Fang Fujia wrote a few strokes in Yan Ning's hand, and then pushed Yan Ning away as if he was crazy and laughed on the chair:

"The Eternal Life Sect...hahaha! Die, let me die! This is a kind of liberation!"

Suddenly, Fang Fujia's laughter stopped abruptly. He twitched all over and foamed at him. Yan Ning quickly called Teng Yi who was guarding outside. When Teng Yi came in, Fang Fujia had no sound.

Fang Fujia, the head of the largest consortium in Jianzhou City, eventually died tragically in the detention center, and the cause of death is unknown.

But the murderer is the Cult of the Eternal Life.

Yan Ning looked at Fang Fujia's corpse and felt a little guilty and sympathy. Fang Fujia might be a bad person, but in the final analysis, he was still a chess piece from the Changsheng Sect, a chess piece that could be discarded at any time.

He clenched his fists tightly, and in the palm of his hand, there was a word left by Fang Fujia.

That word is Li.

Li Li of Liguo.
Chapter completed!