"No, head, what I mean is that on the basis of the current Dark Sword, we will also rebuild another Dark Sword." Ning Xinjing shook her head, "To be more specific, based on my current Ningshan base
Based on the dragon-slaying group that Tang Jin belongs to, it is rebuilt
Let's create a Dark Sword, and then when our new Dark Sword is strong enough and the time is right, we will directly destroy the Qianlong and annex the original Dark Sword. Then, all the dominance will be in our hands, no matter what
The family cannot control us."
A trace of surprise flashed in Jianhen's eyes. He looked at Ning Xinjing, but an expression of appreciation gradually appeared on his face.
"Xinjing, I have always underestimated you. Your courage puts me to shame." Jianhen sighed softly, "I have been trying to change the Dark Sword from within. I have actually had thoughts like yours.
, but it was just an idea at most, and I immediately rejected it, because in my opinion, the project was too big."
"Tou, I can't guarantee that this will be successful, but I hope that Tou will let me give it a try. You can continue to use your original method, while I will rebuild a new dark sword in Ningshan City." Ning Xinjing is obviously already ready.
After careful consideration, he said, "But this matter cannot be known to others. On the surface, I hope you will hand over the management of the dragon-slaying team to me. At the same time, the dragon-slaying team also needs to get an expanded authority. Now it is only ten people.
But as long as someone is willing to join, the dragon-slaying group can grow to a hundred people, or even more, with no upper limit."
Jianhen nodded slightly: "I understand what you mean. On the surface, you are just managing the dragon-slaying team, but in fact, you are re-creating a dark sword."
Speaking of this, Jianhen frowned slightly: "It's actually not difficult to give you this authority. But, calm down, although I personally trust you and am willing to give you the greatest support, I'm afraid I can't really support you.
I’m just giving you this authority, but in terms of funds, you know, the Dark Sword is already short of funds, so if I need to spend a large amount of additional funds to support the reconstruction of the Dark Sword, I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do.”
"Boss, I understand. In fact, I didn't want you to give me funds in the first place. We will find a way to solve the problem ourselves for the operating funds of the entire dragon-slaying team. You just need to give me permission." Ning Xinjing was early to this.
Be mentally prepared, "I need a legally binding document. The dragon-slaying team will be independent of the Dark Sword system. They will only obey my management. Even the leader of the Dark Sword cannot directly issue orders to them."
"
Speaking of this, Ning Xinjing added: "Sir, it's not that I don't trust you, I'm just taking precautions, just in case you do something in the future..."
Jianhen waved his hand: "Xin Jing, I know what you mean, this is the best. I can't guarantee that I will always be the leader of the Dark Sword."
"Boss, you can understand best." Ning Xinjing breathed a sigh of relief.
After pondering for a moment, Jianhen said: "Xin Jing, I will sign a document to you immediately, but I want to ask you a question, are you sure you can control Tang Jin?"
"Head, Tang Jin can't control it." Ning Xinjing shook her head, "But I'm sure I can guide him, and I'm even more sure that he will be willing to build a new dark sword for me."
"Okay, I believe in your vision." Jianhen nodded slightly, "Wait for me here for ten minutes, and I will prepare the documents for you."
"Okay, thank you." Ning Xinjing showed a hint of joy on her face.
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Half an hour later.
Ning Xinjing hurriedly walked out of the Dark Sword headquarters, and a taxi drove over. Ning Xinjing waved, and when the taxi stopped, she got in it.
"Go to the airport." Ning Xinjing said calmly.
The car started and drove forward slowly and unhurriedly.
A few minutes later.
"We took the wrong road." Ning Xinjing said suddenly.
The driver didn't answer and continued to drive forward.
"Give you one last chance, stop the car!" Ning Xinjing ordered coldly, and at the same time, she had a pistol in her hand, the muzzle of which was pointed at the driver's head.
"Ning Xinjing, someone wants to see you." The driver finally spoke, but the car did not stop.
Bang bang!
Ning Xinjing pulled the trigger directly, kicked open the taxi door, and jumped out of the car.
The taxi was not very fast, and Ning Xinjing had quite good ancient martial arts skills, so she landed safely on the ground easily. However, the taxi driver was obviously not so lucky. Ning Xinjing hit him with two shots.
head and sent him directly to the Palace of Hell.
boom!
The out-of-control taxi hit the roadside, but Ning Xinjing didn't pay attention to the car at all, but turned around and quickly ran towards the direction of the Dark Sword headquarters.
But after only running a few hundred meters, Ning Xinjing had to stop because someone in front of her blocked her way.
This is a man who looks to be in his thirties. He is very tall, nearly 190 centimeters tall. He has a face like a knife, handsome and cold. His hair is very long and draped over his shoulders, but it gives people a bit of a bohemian feel.
The feeling, and there is an indescribable and unrestrained temperament about him. There is no doubt that this man feels quite charming in both appearance and temperament.
If such a man walks into a bar, it is estimated that countless women will want to have a one-night stand with him, and when walking on the street, he will also attract countless women's attention, and may even attract women to express their love in public, but please be calm.
When he saw this man, his face became extremely ugly.
Ning Xinjing stared at this man fiercely, with deep hatred in her eyes, but also a trace of fear. She even subconsciously took a step back, but the next second, she straightened her body and clenched her fists slightly.
, obviously, the subconscious fear had been quickly expelled by her.
"When someone invites you to be a guest, you should be friendly instead of shooting them twice in the head." The long-haired man suddenly spoke, and his voice was very magnetic and pleasant.
But to Ning Xinjing, this voice is like a nightmare, a nightmare that has been lingering for more than ten years!
"What do you want to do?" Ning Xinjing asked through gritted teeth.
"Twelve years have passed. You, who were young back then, have finally matured. Twelve years ago, you would rather scratch your God-given beautiful face than let me get you. Now, twelve years later, you are
I tried every means to get rid of the scars on my face." The long-haired man looked at Ning Xinjing with a strange look, "A woman likes her appearance. I heard that you did this for a man, so I am very interested to know now,
Should you cut your face again or wait for that man to save you?"
A friendly smile suddenly appeared on the long-haired man's face: "Of course, I think you should make the third choice."