217: C217 Assessment

C217 Assessment

"Tonight?" Ning Ou sat on his side with one hand on the table and the other on the back of the chair. He looked proud and arrogant.

"Yes." Eumann looked at Ning Ou and felt the arrogance in his relaxed posture. He went up to Ning Ou and said, "I hope Mr. Ning doesn't refuse."

Ning Ou's red lips curled slightly. "What if I refuse?"

Eumann's smile froze. His eyes gradually turned icy. He lowered his voice and reminded Eumann, "Mr. Ning, don't forget how you promised my father."

His hint was no different from a threat to Ning Ou.

Zhang Xunmo saw that the two of them were getting more and more aggressive. He looked at Ning Ou and comforted him, "Ou, why don't you go?"

Ning Ou looked at him with doubt in his eyes.

Back then, agreeing to Elder Lieh was only a delaying tactic. He wanted the antidote. However, it was not something that could only be obtained by colluding with them.

Zhang Xunmo did not say it explicitly, but his smile was full of confidence.

Seeing that Zhang Xunmo also helped him persuade Ning Ou, Eumann's expression eased up. Seeing that Ning Ou was still hesitating, he decided to provoke him, "Mr. Ning, are you afraid that we will do something bad to you?"

Ning Ou retracted his gaze and looked at Eumann again. He smiled disdainfully, "You are now surrounded by enemies. Even if you survive this disaster, you might not be able to regain the position of the first family. You do not dare to do anything to me!"

Eumann was shocked by his understanding of everything. He then replied with a disdainful smile to hide his guilty conscience.

His aura suppressed Eumann. Ning Ou stopped smiling. " Since Elder Lieh invited me, I will go."

Eumann didn't want to bother with Ning Ou, but when he heard that he agreed, he forced a smile and stood up. He handed a letter to Elder Lieh and said, "I will go back and tell Elder Lieh about this. I hope Mr. Ning won't be late tonight at eight o'clock."

"You are welcome." Ning Ou slowly reached out his hand to receive it, his tone was rather indifferent.

"Mr. Eumann, let me give it to you." Zhang Xunmo saw that the meeting had ended, so he stood up personally to see him off.

"Thank you." Eumann nodded slightly, then walked out with his head held high.

After the two of them left, Ning Ou picked up the envelope and looked at the picture of a leopard that symbolized the Cheetah Family. His dark eyes were as cold as winter.

"Ou." When Zhang Xunmo returned, he saw Ning Ou staring blankly at the envelope. He sat next to him again and called back his thoughts.

Ning Ou put down the letter, "Why do you want me to go?"

"Recently, Moore and the Black Sound Party have been very strong. They have always swallowed the strength of the leaders of the big gangs who were assassinated at the right time. Furthermore, the two forces have almost merged into the top ten major gangs. Don't you feel that something is wrong?"

Ning Ou thought about it carefully and found that it was indeed true. "Do you have any guesses?"

"Recently, I spent some time investigating the inside story of the Cheetah Family, and I found some clues. When Vince was still the young master of the Cheetah Family, he was high and mighty. He used to have exceptional judgement and decision-making abilities, as well as extremely strong understanding and analysis abilities. He was called a divine child in the outside world. Because he was able to determine the recent changes in the market through the slight movements of the wind and the grass. Moreover, the estimated results were almost exactly the same as the actual results. He had once been the pride of the entire Cheetah Family, and also the unparalleled treasure in Elder Lieh's palm. He was also the most proud person in the entire Cheetah Family. However, three years ago, He was suddenly found to have a hereditary heart disease, and no one in the Cheetah Family had ever had such a disease. In addition, his parents had passed away too early. Her mother was once again the orphan daughter of the poor family that his father had met and fallen in love with by chance. Elder Lieh saw that Vince had an incurable disease. In addition, the disease was inherited. He stubbornly believed that Vince was not a member of the Cheetah Family and was an unknown bastard. He decisively gave up on Vince.

Ning Ou listened to Zhang Xunmo's explanation and frowned. "What do you want to say?"

"Vince's parents had an accident when he was sixteen. That year was the Yin Family's big fire, and it was burnt to ashes." Zhang Xunmo paused for a moment.

In an instant, a lot of images appeared in Ning Ou's mind, but they were so fast that he could not catch them. "I don't really understand. Do you think the Yin Family's great fire is related to the Cheetah Family?"

"I don't have full confidence, but I think it's a coincidence." Seeing Ning Ou's disbelief, Zhang Xunmo replied, "Because I never believed that Uncle Ning was such a cruel man."

Ning Ou heard what Zhang Xunmo said and thought of Ning Shen, who always treated people kindly. He felt conflicted. Ning Shen was kind to outsiders, but he was not kind to his mother at all. He was even a little too cold. When he was at home, he always tried to trick him to stay with him. When he was not at home, he also asked the maids to look at him. He harshly asked the maids to report his situation to him every ten minutes. His mother was very helpless, but she could not resist.

When he thought of this, he could not get rid of his hatred for Ning Shen no matter what. Especially when Elder Lieh said that he was actually his grandson, his hatred for Ning Shen became even stronger. There was also hatred for Ning Shen for being strict with himself. There was also self-mockery that understood such a harsh reason. This kind of seemingly right but not right. This kind of seemingly real and fake emotions were very complicated.

He was unable to describe exactly what kind of feelings he had for Ning Shen.

However, all of his views seemed to be unrecognized by Zhang Xunmo. The Ning Shen in his eyes and the Ning Shen in his eyes seemed to be two different people. They were like clouds and mud.

Zhang Xunmo saw Ning Ou's colorful eyes and complicated expression. He knew that he was in a battle between the heavens and the earth, but out of instinct, he still hoped that Ning Ou would consider this matter carefully.

"Ou, I know that you have always blamed Uncle Ning, but have you ever thought about it? You hate him so much because you care so much about him."

"Impossible!" "No way," Ning Ou said.

"Really?" Zhang Xunmo saw that Ning Ou refused to admit it, so he asked, "Is that so? "Yin Lan almost killed him. Why did you panic?"

Ning Ou was stunned, then he quipped, "That's because I don't want Yin Lan to kill people."

Zhang Xunmo saw that Ning Ou was not willing to face it and did not force him to do so in case it would backfire. He gently took a breath and continued, "That's because I don't want Yin Lan to kill people. "Since you don't trust Uncle Ning, and you don't trust my judgment, you should go to Cheetah Family to look for clues. Since they said you're one of them, you should find out why they didn't care about you back then. They even wanted to deal with you. Now, they want to rope you in and rely on you."

Ning Ou's mind was spinning from Zhang Xunmo's words. If it was anyone else, he could still be indifferent, but it was Zhang Xunmo. If he didn't really feel that something was wrong, the other party wouldn't have said something so unconvincing and without basis.

Although he didn't want to face this matter, Zhang Xunmo was right. If he wanted to know the cause and effect of this matter, he could only start from the Cheetah Family.

Thinking of this, he stood up with the envelope in his hand and left without saying a word.

Zhang Xunmo looked at Ning Ou, who was clearly shaken despite not wanting to speak. He sighed heavily.

He was just an outsider. What he could do was nothing more than this.

The night came quietly. Waves of ink seemed to be swayed by the hands on the horizon. In an instant, it was dark and filled with ink.

Hua Jingsheng was sitting in the underground castle. In a secret room underground, a man in a shirt and pants was prostrating on the ground. The corner of his mouth was red and swollen. The corners of his eyes were purple and blue. His entire face was as colorful as a color palette, but he was wailing in grief.

In front of him stood the tall and mighty Seiffer who was standing on military boots. He looked at Seiffer, who was holding a thin knife in his hand and burning it on a lighter that was lit on fire. The dancing flame was like a death god walking towards him, making him cry out in fear.

"I beg you, don't kill me. I will tell you what you want to know. I will tell you!"

"Didn't I say we didn't dare to do anything to you? Didn't you say that you would rather die than submit? " Now we know to beg for mercy, ah! " Seiffer hated men who used to be arrogant and now begged for mercy the most. As he spoke, he gave that man another kick.

"Awoo!" The man took a kick and curled up in pain.

"Seiffer, stop fighting," the man said. Wu Sheng was worried that Seiffer would kill the man on impulse. It would be a waste for them to sneak into the Black Sound Party and capture this man.

Only then did Seiffer retreat angrily.

Once Seiffer left, Wu Sheng walked forward under Hua Jingsheng's signal.

The person who was beaten knew that the man who was sitting quietly at the back was the one who was in charge. When he saw Seiffer leave, he knew that he was in charge. He knelt down at Hua Jingsheng's feet. When he got closer, he realized that this man was more terrifying than Seiffer. There was no expression on his cold face. Those strange, dark blue eyes contained the coldest temperature. They looked down at him as if he was looking at an insignificant ant that could be kneaded at will.

However, his will to survive forced him to deal with such a cold person. He raised his face that was beyond recognition and begged bitterly, "Boss, what do you want to ask? As long as I know, I will tell you. I hope you will not hit me again."

Hua Jingsheng glanced at him indifferently and then looked away.

Wu Sheng looked down at the ant under his feet and said softly, "Who is the boss of Black Sound Party now?"

"Euler." The man answered in fear.

"Is it just Euler?" Wu Sheng sounded serious.

"Yes." The man nodded. "Ever since Lord Liuyin disappeared without a trace, it was Lord Euler who did it herself."

"Bullsh * t! Previously, there was no news of him being injured in Syria. Could it be that she was doing it herself during this period of time?" When Seiffer heard the other party's reply, he could not help but interject angrily.

That person was yelled at by Seiffer. He shrunk his neck and replied, "That's right. Master Euler was not injured for a period of time, but she has been keeping in touch with us."

Wu Sheng held Seiffer down and continued, "Is there another ninja in Black Sound Party other than Euler?"1

"Ninja?" The man was confused. He thought for a while and answered vaguely, "Ninja? "I think there was a ninja who came here once. I just happened to bump into him."

"When did that happen?"

"It was when Euler was recovering."

This answer made Wu Sheng turn his head to look at Hua Jingsheng's expression. It was obvious that Euler had met Faang Yuanxi a long time ago.

Hua Jingsheng raised his hand and signaled for him to continue.

"Are they usually meeting inside your group?"

"No. Master Euler often doesn't stay inside her house, but in her private house. She told us not to disturb her unless something important happens."

Wu Sheng finally got some useful information.

"Where is her private residence?"

That person reported the name of a place.

"Apart from that, has anything major happened in the Black Sound Party?"

The man thought for a moment and shook his head. "No, we have been carrying out many assassination missions recently, including many forces. Although Euler did not say it explicitly, she hinted that America will be ours in the future."

Wu Sheng saw that he could not ask any more questions, so he gave Morsen a look.

Morsen immediately went up to greet her with a smile. At the same time, Seiffer also approached the man.

The man saw them approach him with bad intentions and shouted. "Didn't you say you wouldn't hit me?"

Morsen smiled sinisterly. "If we didn't hit you, we would only kill you."

"Ah!"

A shrill cry reverberated in the empty night sky.

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