82: C82 The Dark Waves Moved

C82 The Dark Waves Moved

When Ning Ou saw Yin Lan looking at him, his eyes met her gaze. When he touched the sarcasm in her eyes, his heart shrank. At the same time, he returned the same smile as Yin Lan.

This was her choice, wasn't it?

The battle between the two flowed with the surging dark fire of Nanxing City.

Yin Lan watched the two of them leave together with a complicated and obscure look in her eyes.

"The fall of the Xu Family is followed by the invasion of the Ning Family. It's just that the Ning Family is much more complicated than the Xu Family, so it's natural for it to be more obscure."

Wu Sheng's voice was neither soft nor heavy, interrupting her observation.

"The fall of the Xu Family is followed by the invasion of the Ning Family. It's just that the Ning Family is much more complicated than the Xu Family, so it's natural for it to be more obscure."

Wu Sheng's voice was neither soft nor heavy, interrupting her observation.

"What does Master Jing like about the Ning Family?" Although the Ning Family was a tycoon in Nanxing, Hua Jingsheng was not someone who lacked money. How could he be interested in the Ning Family?

"Can't you tell?" Wu Sheng pointed at Ning Ou and asked.

Yin Lan shook her head and the two of them continued walking inside.

"Ning Ou is from the Eagle Sect, and he is the one who spoke."

Yin Lan's thoughts paused, "Was the incident that happened the night I was forced into the dungeon exposed?"

She had been with Ning Ou for so long, and she knew that the place was not as simple as it looked. There was a group of snipers. There was also that unknown warehouse. There was also Zhang Xunmo, who had exceptional endurance, and the look on Ning Ou's face when he used a gun.

All of this meant that they were people who had experienced slaughter.

However, she had never guessed it, but now that Wu Sheng had revealed their true identities, it was very likely that it was what happened on the night Zhao Tianqing died, as mentioned by Ning Ou.

Moreover, Ning Ou and Master Jing must have been confronting each other for a long time.

No wonder she felt a little strange when she saw Ning Ou this time. This way, she would know why he used Xu Qingya. Just like how he used her to anger Hua Jingsheng, it was to break the final gap between them, leaving them with no way to retreat.

She was obsessed with the hatred of the Xu Family. It was impossible for her to accept the person who stood on the Xu Family's front line as her enemy. Similarly, Ning Ou could not accept himself standing on the same line as the person who killed his good friend.

Because they were all proud people.

"That's right. The battle that night was very intense. It was also because Ning Ou attracted too much attention that he neglected your side." Wu Sheng nodded.

Yin Lan looked at Wu Sheng and suddenly smiled. "Is it because Ning Ou attracted attention and did not have time to care about me? Or is Master Jing testing my loyalty to him to see if I will betray him, so he did not restrict me?"

... "" Wu Sheng looked at Yin Lan, who had clear eyes and bright eyes, and suddenly smiled. "How did you know?"

Wu Sheng had thought about this question before, but he could not tell what Master Jing meant.

He did not expect Yin Lan to guess it herself.

"I would rather I could not see anything." Yin Lan lowered her head and smiled bitterly. If it was not for Hua Jingsheng's murderous aura, she might not have guessed it.

He could become her, but if she could not give him back the loyalty he wanted, then he could destroy her effortlessly.

Wu Sheng saw Yin Lan's depression and pressed his hand on Yin Lan's body. His tone was heavy. Yin, you can't let Master Jing down."

Yin Lan stood less than two meters away from the door and looked at the warm flow of people inside. The gorgeous woman looked at the colorful chandelier above her head and smiled, "I won't let him down."

"That's good."

The so-called cocktail party was actually just a platform to accumulate connections. Everyone present were experienced veterans in the field and were also warriors in the business world. After staying in the industry for a long time, they all wanted to try something new. Due to the trend of desire, there were so many so-called celebrity banquets.

Clearly, the purpose of this cocktail party was not only to attract more investors of Nanxing, but also for greater benefits and prospects.

Desire was endless, and people would never stop pursuing higher.

The lights on the second floor were dim. In the luxurious VIP room, golden light flowed and glass glowed, as if it was carved out of gold.

In this luxurious room, three men dressed in suits and shoes sat around the table. The fragrance of the tea filled the room as the lights spread out. The fragrance of the tea, which was like mist and smoke, carried an intoxicating fragrance as it gently lingered around the noses of the few people, making the silent atmosphere feel comfortable and comfortable.

Hua Jingsheng's dark blue eyes were deep like the sea under the dim light. He pushed away the fragrant tea by his hand and looked at the person surrounded by the dark light. He said in a deep voice, "Last night, you told me to talk in detail tonight. I want to hear the opportunity you mentioned."

When that person heard Hua Jingsheng's words, he leaned forward. His silver hair and gray eyes were exposed under the light. His lips were pink and his facial features were deep and tall. Because he was older, The lines at the corners of his eyes were clear, but they did nothing to undermine his elegance and his brilliance. He said in broken Mandarin, "Hua, don't worry. Such a good tea, why don't you try it? China is a place full of mysteries and miracles. Look at the magical leaves. After repeated brewing, they can actually emit such a wonderful fragrance. Aren't you attracted to them? "

As he spoke, he picked up the teacup in his hand and sniffed it lightly. His expression was one of intoxication.

"I'm not interested." Hua Jingsheng did not like tea. He only liked wine.

To him, that kind of thing was something only those who had nothing to do would enjoy. However, wine was different. It could stimulate the hostility and wildness in everyone's heart. He liked this kind of exciting feeling.

That person did not force it. After taking a sip, he gave a thumbs up to Mr. Zeng who was making tea for him. "I have drunk tea before, but it is not comparable to Mr. Zeng's craftsmanship. I am very honored."

Mr. Zeng heard his praise and was delighted. However, he restrained himself and said, "Mr. Gino, you are too polite. It is my honor to make tea for you. It is good that you like it."

The middle-aged man who was called Mr. Gino by Mr. Zeng saw Hua Jingsheng's gloomy face and immediately stopped the topic. He went back to the topic and spoke in English, "Mr. Gino, you are too polite. It is my honor to make tea for you. I came here tonight to tell you about this. "

Hua Jingsheng glanced at Mr. Zeng. He looked at the unsuspecting Gino and replied in Italian, "What is it?"

Hua Jingsheng spoke in Italian. "Hua, you're still on guard. He's my man. You can rest assured."

"I didn't say I didn't believe him." Hua Jingsheng looked at him calmly.

"Alright." Gino did not insist. He took out a document from his pocket and said, "Do I know that you want to march into Russia? This is a chance for you."

Hua Jingsheng took the document from his hand and opened it to browse. Half a minute later, he looked up at Gino. "Is the situation over there already so tense?"

"Of course. Otherwise, why would I have tried so hard to get you to come here and tell you about this?" Gino nodded.

Hua Jingsheng heard another meaning in his words. "That thing is still with Faang Yuanxi. The people in Italy haven't gotten it yet. It was Fang Cheng's death that made them suspicious."

"Those idiots! I wanted them to find out where they are, but I didn't expect that they would be a little too harsh and actually kill people. This resulted in me being stared at by a bunch of flies and temporarily unable to return to the country." Speaking of this, Gino's face was full of anger.

"It is indeed a bit of a cover up."

"That's why I asked you to come here today, other than this matter, it is Faang Yuanxi. I don't care if that wild kid knows or not. " What exactly is the thing in his body? I can't let him walk out of this door alive! And he doesn't seem to know that the thing is related to me. He even went to the consulate to inquire about me. That's why I specially asked Mr. Zeng to hold this party. "Next, I need your help."

When Hua Jingsheng heard his words, he coldly hooked his lips. "There is an old saying in China, 'Wipe out the roots'."

When he heard his words, Gino laughed and combined them together.

The wind and clouds above gradually changed, and the undercurrents below surged.

Yin Lan stood in an inconspicuous corner, leaning against the window as she observed the inner court. Her expression was indifferent but there was a coldness that no one dared to get close to. She lazily looked at Wu Sheng, who was surrounded by people to discuss the banquet, and then looked at Seiffer, who was dancing like a butterfly among the flowers. She helplessly shook her head.

She swept her gaze around the inner court. She did not see Ning Ou and Faang Yuanxi. Even Xu Qingya was not in the crowd. She could not help but feel strange.

At this time, a waiter with a wine tray passed by and asked her if she needed to change cups. Yin Lan was about to refuse, but the waiter looked around. In a low voice: "Madam, someone asked me to pass a message to you and let you go out and turn left from the house to the attic. He said that he had something very important to tell you. "

"Who is he?" Yin Lan became wary.

"He is a gentleman." The waiter hinted Yin Lan to take the cup in her hand and continued, "This is what that gentleman asked me to give you."2

"Okay, thank you." Yin Lan held the cup and clearly felt something hard being stuffed into her palm.

When she walked to the corner, Yin Lan opened her hands and looked at the shiny silver scalpel in her hand that was as thin as paper. She looked at what seemed to be something she had taken from Faang Yuanxi's operating table.

After that, she fainted when she met Ning Ou. When she woke up, these things were no longer there. It could also be him.

The waiter said that it was a gentleman who gave it to her. Was it Faang Yuanxi or Ning Ou?

Why did he ask her to go to the attic?

She was skeptical about the hint of holding the lute. After careful consideration, she decided to ignore it. No matter who it was, she shouldn't have seen them, so as to avoid endless trouble.

But when she casually placed the scalpel on the bar counter, her eyes that happened to sweep across the surface of the knife suddenly stopped. The light was pressed against the blade, and carvings appeared on the silver surface of the knife due to the change in the angle of the light, as if it was writing something.

Her heart skipped a beat. She picked up the blade and looked at it carefully, recognizing the words on it.

There were only four words, but each word was shocking.

Danger, quickly go!

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