Chapter 14 Who Is Stealing The Jade And Fragrance?

• Hang up the phone.
• Ning Beichuan's eyes turned red. Nangong Xiaoyue had been completely destroyed. These individuals were actually fighting ruthlessly for power?
• The once glorious Nangong family had now hit rock bottom.
• This was truly embarrassing for Xiaoyue!
• Ning Beichuan would never allow it!
• Yuanshan Industries.
• Liu Changmu looked at his swollen hand, which resembled a rice dumpling, and made a phone call: "Find someone and teach him a lesson!"
• ...
• Ning Beichuan walked down the street, feeling a sense of fulfillment he had never experienced before.
• The clues about his parents would eventually come to light, and the blood feud with his brothers had already made some progress.
• Once he cleaned up the entire Daxia, he would take his seven sisters and retire to the mountains, living a life of tranquility.
• Lost in thought, a glint caught his eye.
• Ning Beichuan's gaze sharpened, and he quickly noticed the person tailing him.
• He remained calm and turned into an alley.
• Creak!
• As Ning Beichuan entered, more than a dozen vans surrounded the alley, followed closely by a group of menacing men. They were clearly up to no good.
• Pedestrians retreated in fear, shocked by the scene.
• What were these people doing in broad daylight?
• Soon, more onlookers gathered, enjoying the spectacle.
• "Hahaha, this kid is quite clever, always going to places where no one is around."
• Entering the alley, several men sneered, but when they looked at Ning Beichuan, they froze.
• Faced with so many people, this kid didn't kneel down and beg for mercy. Instead, he seemed to be deliberately waiting for them?
• "Chop off one of his hands to teach him a lesson!"
• A licentious voice sounded from one of the vans.
• "Who do you think needs to learn a lesson?"
• "You bastard!"
• Mad Knife opened the car door and angrily said, "Of course it's... me, your grandson!"
• Plop.
• Mad Knife knelt down, shocked.
• Why was this young master here?
• Originally, he was just helping a friend solve a problem.
• He didn't expect to run into Ning Beichuan.
• If he had known this would happen, why would he have bothered to get involved?
• Mad Knife regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. His legs were trembling, and he couldn't hold back his urge to urinate.
• Because of his testimony, Ning Beichuan had reluctantly spared him. He was such a fool, always getting into trouble!
• "Grandfather, spare me, spare me!"
• Mad Knife slapped himself while begging for mercy.
• His group of followers were all dumbfounded.
• Was this still the ruthless Mad Knife who killed without hesitation?
• He actually kneeled before someone?
• Shocking!
• Unbelievable!
• Thump!
• Thump!
• Thump!
• As Crazy Knife knelt down, a group of henchmen lined up and knelt down with lowered brows and obedient eyes.
• If the boss kneels, how can they not kneel?
• This scene truly shocked the passersby, leaving them thunderstruck, frozen in place.
• Weren't they here to kill someone?
• "Gasp, this person is Crazy Knife, the ruthless killer!"
• Someone exclaimed.
• What?
• The passersby were horrified.
• Crazy Knife, who was so powerful, kneels without hesitation. It's too shocking!
• Who is this person?
• Everyone's gaze turned to Ning Beichuan, their faces filled with astonishment.
• Ning Beichuan lit a cigarette and leaned against the wall, saying casually, "Speak, who sent you?"
• "It was Liu Changmu. He wants one of your hands."
• Crazy Knife immediately sold out Liu Changmu.
• "Call him here. You don't need me to tell you what to do, right?"
• Crazy Knife took out his phone and dialed Liu Changmu's number. "Hey, Boss Liu, it's done. Alley 96 on Commercial Street. Come and inspect the goods!"
• Upon hearing this, Liu Changmu immediately drove to the destination.
• He couldn't contain his excitement at the thought of Ning Beichuan having one of his hands severed.
• Ten minutes later.
• Liu Changmu rushed to the location, but when he entered the alley, he was dumbfounded.
• He saw rows of men kneeling in front of Ning Beichuan, huddled together like dogs.
• A trace of fear flashed through Liu Changmu's heart.
• He turned around and tried to run!
• But before he could take two steps, Crazy Knife, with a ferocious expression, blocked his way.
• Thump!
• Liu Changmu's legs bent, and he knelt in front of Ning Beichuan.
• Ning Beichuan said, "I told you before, if you offend again, it won't just be about losing a hand."
• "You bastard..."
• "Take action."
• Ning Beichuan's tone was icy and unquestionable.
• Liu Changmu was pinned to the ground, unable to move. His entire palm was spread out, with his five fingers pointing towards the sky.
• Crazy Knife sneered.
• With one slash, blood splattered everywhere.
• Splat!
• A finger was severed, blood gushing out!
• Liu Changmu screamed, spitting out blood foam, writhing and convulsing in pain.
• The group of men watching felt a chill in their hearts, overwhelmed with fear.
• "This is just a warning. If there's a next time, it will cost you your life!"
• Ning Beichuan stood up, ignoring Crazy Knife and the others, as well as Liu Changmu, who was bleeding profusely, and walked away.
• Leaving behind a group of terrified henchmen, trembling all over.
• Night fell.
• Songshan Scenic Park.
• It was close to nine o'clock, and Chen Zitong hadn't returned yet. Ning Beichuan was a bit worried, so he called her, but it went straight to voicemail.
• Still busy...
• Every time he reached this point, Ning Beichuan wished that his sister could be free every day to accompany him.
• But that... was not realistic.
• Lost in his thoughts, with a click, the door opened.
• But in the next instant, the lights went out.
• In the darkness, a graceful figure rushed towards Ning Beichuan, and the strong gust of wind wrinkled his brow. An ambush?
• He casually caught the attack with his hand, and then swiftly counterattacked, feeling the cool touch of something icy and fragrant.
• This made Ning Beichuan slightly stunned.
• "Damn thief, let me go!"
• A cold voice rang out as the woman in his arms struggled.
• But Ning Beichuan just smiled faintly.
• He couldn't forget this voice, it had flashed by like a magnifying glass in the past, still vivid in his mind.
• Third sister, Feng Ruoyan!
• Knowing Feng Ruoyan's identity, Ning Beichuan wanted to tease her.
• He coughed and said seriously, "Since you know I'm a thief, dare you come in alone?"
• "Release me and let's settle this one-on-one if you have the guts!" Feng Ruoyan exclaimed angrily, gasping for breath.
• Initially, Chen Zitong had called her to return and regroup, but upon her arrival, she noticed a pair of men's shoes at the entrance. Instantly losing her composure, she assumed a thief had entered and grabbed a baseball bat, charging towards the man on the sofa.
• However, she was swiftly subdued in just a few moves. Did she have no dignity?
• "One-on-one?" Ning Beichuan released his grip.
• In the darkness, Feng Ruoyan suddenly stood up and lunged at Ning Beichuan like a wild animal.
• Ning Beichuan opened his arms and embraced her, chuckling, "So, this is your idea of a one-on-one? Throwing yourself into my arms?"
• "You...!" Feng Ruoyan exploded with anger.
• Her heart was also filled with shock and astonishment.
• This person was skilled!
• Reacting quickly, she struck Ning Beichuan's face with her elbow.
• But Feng Ruoyan felt hopeless. The man in front of her was like an insurmountable mountain, unyielding!
• "Third sister, it's me!" Ning Beichuan suddenly spoke.
• "Huh?"
• "You, you are... Xiaobeichuan?!" Feng Ruoyan widened her eyes, looking at the young man in disbelief.
• Even though time had passed, his original features were still clear!
• "Wuwuwu, you little rascal, you scared me." Feng Ruoyan threw herself into Ning Beichuan's arms, trembling.
• "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here." Ning Beichuan held her waist and comforted her.
• In his heart, he couldn't help but sigh. Third sister's figure was truly flawless. Even though his mind was calm, ripples couldn't help but appear.
• "You little rascal, where are your hands going?" Feng Ruoyan blushed and pushed Ning Beichuan with some embarrassment.
• "You don't mind, and besides, you've already agreed to be my wife. What's there to be shy about?" Ning Beichuan said naturally, refusing to let go of her.
• Ten years had passed, and he missed her so much.
• The thoughts and worries were indescribable, but the person in front of him was the only reality. If possible, he never wanted to let go for the rest of his life.