"What do you mean?" Yan Ning turned around and asked faintly.

Cai Shijie said slowly: "She said she was doing well and told you not to look for her forever."

After hearing this, Yan Ning was silent for a long time, then waved his hand and signaled Cai Shijie to leave first.

Although Cai Shijie didn't know what the story was between the gentleman in front of him and the lady who left, he didn't ask much, walked out and gently took the door.

Click—

The room lock sounded lightly, and Yan Ning sat on the sofa.

Yan Ning, who learned about Yang Liu's identity, is now impossible to say that it is not complicated. Yan Ning sacrificed a lot for Yang Liu.

He did not hesitate to be an enemy of the Changsheng Sect, and even caused Fatty Du to lose Luna.

Many people died along the way, and they also caused too many irreparable pains. But in the end, Yan Ning realized that all this was useless and could not be avoided.

Yang Liu, oh no, now she should call her Jiang Zitong. She is actually the daughter of the leader of the Changsheng Sect. This may be the biggest joke God has played for Yan Ning.

Unintentionally, Yan Ning caught a glimpse of a pot of cactus on the windowsill.

The familiar dark green, familiar flower pot, and a white flower bloomed on the cactus, which looked clear and white, and was obviously carefully cared for.

It was the pot that Yan Ning brought to Yangliu Yiyi Noodle Restaurant.

"She left you?"

Yan Ning sighed and stepped forward to grab the flower pot in his palm, but saw a note pressing under the flower pot.

Yan Ning put the cactus aside, hurriedly picked up the note and found two words on it: Start a surgery.

"Surgery?" Yan Ning took the note and pondered for a long time. He thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what Yang Liu wanted to express.

On the other hand, this piece of paper seemed to be secretly tearing off from a page, and even the handwriting on it was very sloppy.

This note made Yan Ning start to wonder whether Yang Liu was really living a smooth life in the Changsheng School.

If she really obeyed the Changsheng Sect and accepted her identity, she should be able to tell Yan Ning directly and tell Yan Ning not to be enemies with the Changsheng Sect.

But now Yang Liu seems to be under house arrest.

Things became more and more complicated. Yan Ning thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out. So he simply left Yang Liu aside. Anyway, she would definitely not be in danger now. It can be seen from the carefully cared for cactus in Yan Ning's hand.

Yan Ning thought for a while, found a match from the drawer in the room, burned the note directly to ashes, and then he calmed down his mood and left the room with a cactus.

...

The movement that Yan Ning and others made in Abraham that night was explained by Shen Kai, and the police identified it as a terrorist attack.

The previous news of Shen Kai's death naturally turned into refuge. Many people who saw the battle between Yan Ning and Zeng Fan that night, the media commented that they had collective fantasy.

Collective conjecture is a disease of the population, indicating that a group of people in certain highly tense environments, due to the hallucinations seen by someone, everyone has conjectures.

Yan Ning didn't know whether there was such a disease, but he knew that after many people witnessed the incredible supernatural phenomenon, the officials usually used this excuse to make excuses.

With his terrifying financial resources, Abraham revived and opened his business in just one week, and internally announced that Abraham and the three groups would merge with each other, with Shen Kai and Yang Lei as the general manager.

Zhou Ji's body was naturally dealt with by Shen Kai, and Wu Jing was also dealt with with him. Yang Lei had no sympathy for a villain like Wu Jing and directly handed it over to his subordinates for handling. As for how his subordinates would deal with Wu Jing, perhaps only the underworld knew about it.

As for the unlucky Sun Guozheng, countless people coveted his position, so his death did not have much impact on the Hong Kong Sect. One Sun Guozheng died, and countless Sun Guozheng were waiting to take over his position.

A week later, Zhang Quan and Yang Lei's injuries finally recovered. Yan Ning solved Yang Liu's case and got thirty-six golden needles. This battle was a full return.

Shen Kai specially held a banquet, Abraham closed his house for one day, and only Yan Ning and others enjoyed the emperor-like dinner in the huge building.

But just as everyone was drinking and chatting, an uninvited guest arrived.

The visitor was a sloppy old man. The old man was wearing linen clothes, with a black wine gourd hanging around his waist, stepping on his empty steps, his cheeks turned red. Somehow, he avoided the security guards and appeared directly on the dinner table.

"Why can you not call me Nanfeng Taoist priest?" Old man Nanfeng sat beside Yan Ning casually, reached out to tear off a chicken leg from the roast chicken on the table, and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

The poor roast chicken still had the black palm prints of old man Nanfeng.

Strangely, no one present stopped Old Man Nanfeng. Everyone looked at him silently, wanting to know which drama he was singing.

No one would suspect that Tao Hongjing's mystery in the painting and that he could produce the Wumen golden needle.

Taoist Nanfeng muttered to himself, ate a whole roasted chicken in one breath, but he was still not happy. He tasted all the delicacies on the table, and finally drank the red wine in the cup in front of Yan Ning, then he said with a burp:

"We all look at what I'm doing, let's eat together!"

Zhang Quan couldn't help it: "You crazy Taoist priest, you have eaten all our things. Where can I eat on the table?"

"You don't understand now. What I eat is God, Qi, not meat, not wine!"

Old man Nanfeng said, pointing to the table, and everyone looked down at the things that had fallen into Old man Nanfeng's stomach were actually placed in place without moving.

"The one who eats the air is a ghost." Yan Ning said slowly.

Old man Nanfeng smiled: "Whether human or ghost, they are just an ant in this world, the real master..."

He pointed to the floor: "It's underneath."

Yan Ning bowed slightly to the old man Nanfeng: "I dare to ask why seniors are here this time?"

"Senior, I'm just a bad old man," Nan Feng said with a smile. "I'm here this time, first to collect debts, second to give gifts, of course there is a third thing, I'll talk about it later."

Old man Nanfeng said, glanced at Shen Kai and Yang Lei, and then they remembered that Yan Ning had not given Nanfeng money to take the money from the Golden Needle before.

Shen Kai asked Nanfeng to report the card number and transferred 20 million to Shen Kai on the spot. Nanfeng nodded with satisfaction, and then took out a scroll from behind.
Chapter completed!