No, no matter what, the old lady is his enemy. Even if her mother hurts her, she has no right to send someone to kill her mother!
The old man brought him into the Nan family and treated him very well. He even made him the general manager of the Nan family and was in charge of the Nan family's wealth.
He even made his son swear an oath before he died that as long as he did not do anything to harm the Nan family, he would never be removed from his position as general manager.
But he is not grateful, because no matter what, the manager is a servant, not the master!
He avenged himself for his mother, what was wrong with him?
He looked at Nancheng with hatred: "I don't want to pursue what happened in the past, but there is nothing wrong with the fact that I am Mr. Nan's biological son. No matter what, you must give up the position of the head of the family to me today, unless,
You want the Nan family to be a river of blood!"
Nancheng sneered: "Just because you are talented enough to practice Henglian Kung Fu, you can make my Nan family bleed like a river?" He shouted outside: "Come here!"
Following Nancheng's voice, a group of ten secret guards suddenly appeared and surrounded the study. Moreover, everyone held hot weapons in their hands. At this time, the weapons of the secret guards were all pointed at Nan Ming
"No matter how good your horizontal training skills are, how many bullets can you block?"
Seeing that Nancheng was actually prepared, Nanming lowered his head, twitched the corners of his mouth, and sighed: "It seems that you are not going to give up the throne of the monk?"
Nancheng scolded: "I told you a long time ago, don't say that you can't prove that you are the father's biological son. Even if you can prove it, you are an illegitimate son and you are not worthy of being the head of the Nan family!"
"Then what if I can make the Nan family more glorious?" He raised his head and looked at all the secret guards: "All secret guards, listen, I am the biological son of the old man and his true love, and I was personally chosen by the old man.
Head of the house."
All the secret guards were shocked. This Manager Ming was actually the old man’s biological son?
In the past, everyone just felt that the old man treated Manager Ming like his own son, but they did not expect that he was actually the old man's biological son!
This is nothing more than creating an earthquake in Nan's house!
But, isn't it right to say that the old man personally selected the head of the family? The old man obviously gave the position of head of the family to Nancheng.
Nan Ming was very satisfied with the shock he created. He raised the jade pot: "Everyone looked at it, this jade pot was filled with the marrow of the stone, and the marrow of the stone can only be controlled by the head of the family. The old head of the house put this jade pot before his death.
Only the jade pot was given to me, so I am the heir chosen by the head of the family.
Now, this jade pot is in my hand, and the jade pot I am in charge of also has a large amount of stone marrow. Therefore, as long as the secret guard accepts me as the master of the Nan family, he can receive ten drops of stone marrow!"
Ten drops of stone marrow!
Who among the secret guards is not shocked? With ten drops of stone marrow, their bodies will definitely be transformed for the better!
Everyone's Adam's apple was rolling, and it had to be said that they were all tempted.
"Don't believe what he says. He can't be the old man's son, otherwise, the old man would have recognized him long ago.
The pot of stone marrow was not passed down to him by the old man. It was stolen by someone in his family when the old man was seriously injured during the war and was recuperating at his home.
The old man had a pair of jade pots like this. During the war years, when the couple separated, the old man took one with him, and my mother took another with her. Later, my father’s one disappeared, and in these years everyone used the one from my mother.
One bottle.
And the bottle Nan Ming took out was exactly the bottle my father lost back then!
Think about it, the old man does treat him like a son because he is the orphan of his comrade, but have any of you ever heard the old man admit that he is his son?"