Ning Fan turned on the intercom and told Ling Fei and the others about the situation, then went to the garage and drove to the place mentioned.
It was still raining heavily outside, and there was lightning and thunder in the dark sky. Silver-white lightning flashed across the sky, instantly illuminating everything pale.
This is an abandoned temple in the southern suburbs. In the dilapidated courtyard, there are five people standing, led by a middle-aged man.
"Here he comes, that boy is here." Someone reported.
"Okay, get ready to welcome the guests."
The middle-aged man sneered and slowly put on his hood and mask.
About ten minutes later, Ning Fan arrived at the door of the temple and saw the man in black waiting for him inside.
Slowly walking in, the heavy rain was filled with a depressing atmosphere. Ning Fan was the first to speak, "Tell me, what is the purpose of bringing me here?"
"I didn't expect that the child back then has grown so big now, but that's right, more than eighteen years have passed in a flash."
"What do you want to say?"
The middle-aged man chuckled: "Ning Fan, son of Ning Tianhe, we have no other purpose than to eradicate the roots and completely kill you, the remnant."
"Did you kill my parents back then?" Ning Fan's eyes turned cold.
"Hahaha, yes, it doesn't hurt to tell you that killing you this time is entirely our own plan, because you have masters behind you to help. As long as you continue to grow, sooner or later we will not be your opponents."
Ning Fan's eyes turned cold, he turned out to be the murderer of his parents, and hatred instantly filled his chest.
Killing with a roar, the middle-aged man did not move, staring at Ning Fan closely.
call out!!!
Suddenly, a three-claw hook with a rope attached flew towards Ning Fan.
Ning Fan keenly grabbed the rope and pulled out the man who was hiding and attacking.
"ah--"
The man in black was pulled into Ning Fan's hands and held his neck, his eyes turned white.
"Die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a "click" was heard, and Ning Fan's neck was directly twisted to death.
The next moment, five men in black appeared around again, throwing special smoke bombs.
Everything exploded under Ning Fan's feet. Just as Ning Fan was about to rush towards the middle-aged man, a three-claw hook hooked his shoulder.
Not just one, but six three-claw hooks were hung on Ning Fan's body, restricting Ning Fan's movements.
At the same time, the six people continued to exchange positions, causing Ning Fan to be tightly trapped by a specially made rope.
Six people jumped onto the wall and pulled the rope hard at the same time, and Ning Fan was hung up.
"It's really despicable." Ning Fan's eyes were full of hatred.
The middle-aged man saw that Ning Fan had been tricked and said with a sneer: "Ning Fan, Jiang Zhonghai wants to protect you, why doesn't he listen? Why do he want to investigate what happened back then? Isn't it better to just be an ordinary person?
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"The family feud has not been avenged, do you think I will give up easily?" Ning Fan struggled for a moment.
"Then there's nothing more to say. Since you want to die, let's let you die. You can also go down and reunite with your parents."
The middle-aged man said: "But before I die, I want to tell you one more thing. Your mother is so beautiful."
"you......"
These words really angered Ning Fan. His mother would not allow others to humiliate her with words.
Ning Fan released all his strength and fell straight to the ground, while the six men in black fell off the wall one after another as if they couldn't pull him up.
"Thousand-jin drop!" Someone recognized Ning Fan's actions just now.
This is a technique that can instantly increase one's own weight and achieve the effect of being as immovable as a mountain.
The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and now he realized that Ning Fan was not restricted by him at all.