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Chapter 49: My Surname is Ling

After finishing the practice, Nangong Chu looked at the time and found that it was already afternoon. People said that there is no sun and moon in practice. It was good, but five or six hours passed unknowingly.

"Come in!" Nangong Chu immediately spotted Ye Feng wandering at the door of the room. Ye Feng had already started to practice Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, and the aura that belonged to a warrior on his body could not escape Nangong Chu's Sixth Form who had already achieved some success.

Moreover, the life fluctuations of warriors are far stronger than those of ordinary people.

The door opened, and Ye Feng walked in. He didn't know when he came back. He might have sensed the energy fluctuations that Nangong Chu sent out when he practiced, so he didn't dare to enter the room rashly.

"Send them back?" Nangong Chu said calmly, with a hint of indifference in his tone. If Ye Feng hadn't known Nangong Chu's temperament, he would have thought that his master was a person who would always reject people thousands of miles away and be extremely difficult to get along with.

Woolen cloth!

"Yes, the disciples have already told them how to practice hard. Master, when will we start?" Ye Feng knew that his master had an appointment with the dragons and promised to eliminate the Tianlang Gang Zhang Song within three days.

"Haha! Why are you so anxious? I haven't paid much attention to a small fourth-level ancient warrior. But Zhang Song's son was poisoned by the female killer last night. There should be many masters guarding him now. You

Go ahead and monitor Zhang Song’s every move. If anything happens, call me on my mobile phone at any time.”

Today, with the rapid development of science and technology, electrical appliances have become highly popular, and Nangong Chu is no exception. In order to facilitate contact, he also bought a mobile phone. However, so far, no more than three people know his mobile phone number.

"Yes!" Ye Feng accepted the order, then turned around and left the room.

"Alas! We don't have enough manpower!" After Ye Feng went out, Nangong Chu felt deeply that no one under him was available. The only person who could be used now was his first disciple Ye Feng. He wanted people but no one, land but no land, and money even more.

Because he has no money, Nangong Chu can be said to be a veritable three-nothing person now.

Although Nangong Chu won 100 million U.S. dollars from the Long family, it is still far from enough to establish his own power with 100 million U.S. dollars. Moreover, they do not have stable economic income now, so how can they support the people under their control?

It’s really difficult to see how hard it is for others to carry the burden, and it’s hard to carry the burden yourself. Think of Longmen, Tianlang Gang, and Nanxing Society. They are all beautiful on the surface, but in fact they all have their own set of survival rules and their own ways to survive.

A complete operating system so that they can continue to develop

Everything is difficult at the beginning. After Nangong Chu founded "Dark Dragon", countless problems followed. The most important and urgent thing to solve now is how "Dark Dragon" will survive and develop in this cruel ancient martial arts world.

Go down

If a force does not have a territory, it is like a fish without water. Although it cannot die in an instant, it will die over time. The deal between Nangong Chu and Longmen is to establish a foothold in Linhai first, and then plan.

develop

It was an uneventful day. During this period, Nangong Chu stayed at home. He even called the hotel waiter to deliver dinner to the room. Ye Feng never came back. He only made a few calls to report to Nangong Chu about Zhang Song.

Dynamic

After 12 o'clock in the evening, it was still the same tall white-haired middle-aged man in the wine shop in the south of the city. Looking at the decoration style of the entire wine shop, it was more Chinese-style, but there were also some Western-style elements mixed in, giving off a...

Relatively trendy taste

There is a modern decoration style, but it is not minimalist. It is a variety of design styles. There is only melodious music here, and there are no colorful lights. Although there is still a pleasant atmosphere here, silence has replaced the excitement, and there is no excitement.

talking loudly

The young men and women who come in and out all have cheerful smiles on their faces. The atmosphere here is a bit warm and romantic. Compared to the flashing neon lights, deafening music, and chaotic drinks, this place is really exciting.

People have a refreshing feeling

At this time, the revolving door of the wine started to rotate, and a long-haired woman walked into the wine. This woman was about twenty years old, with eyebrows and phoenix eyes, skin like gelatin, and eyes like autumn water.

A ** with a heroic spirit in his mouth

After the woman's eyes swept around the wine, she stopped at the white-haired middle-aged man behind the stage. She then walked directly towards the middle-aged man.

"Are you Uncle Yan? The general agent of Wuyinlou in the south?" The woman sat down on the chair in front of the stage and whispered.

"You are..." The white-haired middle-aged man's heart suddenly shook, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. His identity is extremely secretive. There may be many people who know that he is a killer agent, but they know that he is "Mist".

There are very few people who know the identity of the southern general agent of "Yinlou", Asia's largest and most mysterious killer organization.

"My surname is Ling, bring me a Bloody Mary," the woman said casually.

"Ling?" Uncle Yan tried hard to search in his head for a woman named Ling he knew, but there was no one. Among the people he knew, there was no young woman named Ling.

Could it be... A flash of light suddenly flashed in Uncle Yan's mind, and the look in his eyes towards the woman in front of him had changed.

"Here...! Your grandpa is okay!" Uncle Yan put a cup of Bloody Mary in front of the woman and said with a trembling voice. He didn't know who he was thinking of, or whether he was scared or excited.

Suddenly, a strange wave emerged from the woman's body. All the aura on the woman's body, including the life wave, disappeared at once. The area within one foot around her body seemed to have become a vacuum. Uncle Yan could no longer feel it.

The existence of the woman in front of him, if it weren't for the fact that the woman was still alive sitting in front of him, he would have thought that there was no one in the woman's place.

"This...this...is...is...!" Uncle Yan suddenly had a look of shock on his face, as if he had seen something incredible.


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