585: C585 Courting Death

C585 Courting Death

"But wouldn't there be too many people?"

Although Su Wanyi was happy, she still had some concerns.

Ning Lo's friends had arranged for them to go over there to play, but he had pulled all of his friends and relatives along. No matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem appropriate.

"What's wrong with so much? It's so lively now." If one or two people go over, it will be freezing cold in the north. Other than playing with the snow, you'll mostly have to stay indoors.

"Then it's decided. When the time comes, everyone will go and celebrate New Year."

Before anyone could retort, Ning Lo had already made up his mind.

Yem Ruyu felt that it wasn't appropriate for her family of three to follow him, but she knew Ning Lo's temper. If Ning Lo decided to back off now, it wouldn't be good, so she fell silent.

Ye Zichen thought about it for a while, then decided to reject the good intentions.

At five in the afternoon, the night sky of the Jiang City descended.

The entire day's worth of Jiang City was reflected in the misty scene of rain and mist when the neon light shone brightly.

Rain and fog surrounded him, concealing the mountain and rivers of Jiang City.

"Everyone says that the Jiang City's winter and summer are too hard to bear. In my opinion, summer has its benefits, and winter also has its benefits. Qianxue, if you look at beautiful ink paintings, they might be very hard to see in other cities."

Inside a newly developed Internet Hot Pot Restaurant on Binjiang Road, Jiangnan District

Ning Lo, his family and Yem Ruyu's family were sitting in the private room, watching the misty night scene of the river outside the fence. Yem Ruyu could not help but sigh.

Jiang City

This was a city that people didn't want to go to.

This city's local customs, geography and appearance were unique and special in the entire Dragon Country.

The high and low buildings were located on the four banks of two rivers. It was a beautiful and charming city.

Even though Yem Ruyu, Chuan sister who had stayed in Jiang City for more than ten years, was already used to this place, she still found it fascinating to visit the city from a special angle once again.

Listening to the admiring voices of the tourists beside her, she felt a little satisfied with her half-owner.

"Jiang City are different, while other cities are different as well. Each of them has their own unique characteristics."

Lin Qianxue ate a mouthful of the duck intestines with a spicy throat, hastily drank a mouthful of peanut milk made locally, then stuck out her tongue. She then picked up a few pieces of tripe and washed them before placing them in Ning Lo's plate of oil, which was still cooking for the two children.

In fact, over these few years in Jiang City, Ning Lo had gradually gotten used to the city's diet and living habits.

It was even possible to use Jiang City words to freely chat with others.

Only on the hot pot, did this northerner, who was born and raised in Yanjing, appear to be unusually stubborn, choosing to cook mahjong.

"Oh, this hotpot is delicious, but it's a little spicy. I've already had a few drinks, but I still feel like my mouth is burning." Hey, Ning Lo, you have been in Jiang City for so many years, have you not followed the customs of nature? To eat a hotpot and not touch garlic mud, to eat mahjong, isn't this the meat of a lamb?

Yem Ruyu was quite spicy as well. She stuck out her tongue and chewed Ning Lo's calf with the mahjong. Therefore, she asked with some curiosity.

"Hehe, how can I not follow the customs of nature? Look at me, I'm probably no different from a person of Jiang City, right?"

Ning Lo purposefully said this with his Jiang City accent.

The words were clearly written, and even the details within the words were clearly displayed.

If Ning Lo had not directly said it, perhaps not many people would be able to tell that he was not someone from the Jiang City.

"Then why did you mess with mahjong?"

"People have to have a bit of perseverance, don't they?" "I entered the Jiang City family as per the customs, but I am still a northerner after all. You can understand that making a fool of myself will be my last stubbornness as a northerner.

Ning Lo smiled and waved at the waiter to bring the menu over. Then, he ordered some of everyone's favorite dishes.

Ning Lo said it casually, as if he was just saying that there was nothing to do with how hard it was to hold on.

However, Lin Qianxue understood that a mahjong was actually Ning Lo's spirit of perseverance.

I can change my accent, even most of my eating habits.

There's nothing wrong with letting me live in Jiang City for the rest of my life.

But I can't forget that I came from the north due to my Yanjing. That is my root, and no matter how good it is elsewhere, root is still root.

When the wanderers were away, there would come a day when they would return.

Just like a fallen leaf that had to return to its roots.

A hot pot to eat the Mai will emit a kind of state of mind of Ning Lo.

He seemed to see the past, but he did not forget the past, especially not to forget where he came from.

In fact, Lin Qianxue herself and Ning Lo had some of her own perseverance too.

With that, he would have power, no matter what that defense was.

Even if he hated someone, it was the same.

With perseverance and perseverance, the anger in his heart would not be relieved.

It was just like a few years ago, when she was facing Ning Lo, Lin Qianxue had always insisted on hating him.

Only by hating him for a long time would he be able to keep on living.

In the eyes of some, this kind of person might be a little pathetic.

But for this category, they feel lucky.

At the very least, compared to those who had lost their perseverance, their hearts were filled with something, something that was not empty.

However, her hatred for Ning Lo had now been perfectly converted into love.

But how long will Ning Lo have a perfect answer for his inner perseverance?

As his wife, Lin Qianxue thought about what Ning Lo was going to face in the future and what he was going to face now, so she felt that Ning Lo was not easy to deal with.

They had eaten the hotpot for over an hour and were pretty much done.

The children did not eat much to begin with, so they were already playing by the side.

Su Wanyi and Mrs. Yem, his mother-in-law, chatted about topics they liked to talk about at their age.

Lin Qianxue and Yem Ruyu chatted about makeup and clothes.

After chatting for a while, his mother-in-law and Mrs. Yem also joined in, chattering merrily.

As for Ning Lo, he was in charge of cleaning up the mess.

He picked up the leftover corner of the pot and ate.

At this moment, Xiao Lingling, who had been playing nearby for a while, ran over. She ran around the table for a while with her big eyes, before finally speaking.

"Dad, Brother Han told me to ask you, can we go downstairs to play? Brother Xiaohu said he will take us to watch the light rail pass through the building."

"Downstairs, downstairs is okay, but our family's Lingling has to promise Dad that we're not allowed to cross the road and play on the dam, do you understand?"

"Understood, thank you dad, we promise we won't run around."

Xiao Lingling was overjoyed. She turned around and waved her tender fists towards Yan Xiaohu and Loong Han, who had urged the little guy to go up and ask about the matter.

"Got it, go ahead."

Ning Lo was full of smiles as he patted the little guy's head.

However, his smile caused the wound from last night to appear slightly stiff.

"Han'er, Xiaohu, look at your sister, don't run around either."

"Got it, Brother Ning Lo."

"Got it."

Master. "

The two of them answered and then held Xiao Lingling's hand as they walked down the stairs.

Ning Lo smiled for a while before his smile froze on the spot.

Wait!

Lingling and Han'Er called Xiaohu.

Xiaohu called him brother.

Was his seniority in chaos again?

Forget it, let's just go and mess around.

Lin Qianxue's voice came from behind him as he muttered to himself.

"Ning Lo, where's the child?"

"Oh, they went downstairs to play in the dam. Xiaohu said he will take those two guys to watch the light rail through the building."

"Really, what's so good about a light rail crossing? "Seriously, they are so young, don't you worry about them?"

Lin Qianxue complained.

"Don't worry, with Xiaohu watching them, and looking from afar, it should be fine."

"As for what you said about the light rail crossing, I don't know either. I want to ask you about those people over there."

After saying that, Ning Lo pointed to the observation platform below the Liangzi Dam Light Rail Station 200 meters away.

The several hundred square meters of viewing platform were filled with people, but it was clear that there were more than a few children who had this hobby.

How could Lin Qianxue not know about Ning Lo's gesture? She mumbled a bad guy and left them with a "watch their backs" before she chatted with Yem Ruyu again.

When Ning Lo saw this, he could only shake his head and sigh. Then, he continued to eat.

As he ate, he would occasionally look in the direction of the house to see if there were any movements of the three little guys.

"Beep Beep!"

A message sounded. The phone that Ning Lo had placed to the side rang a few times and a message was sent over.

Ning Lo picked it up and took a look, then he frowned.

The message was from Southcloud's Han Que, to the effect that he was unable to control the situation with the Southcloud's Strange Beast.

His Han Family had already suggested to the Southcloud several times for them to report back to the sect for support, but they still did not receive a substantial reply.

At the moment, the place where they were defending themselves was across from the Strange Beast and some of the people who had been bitten had started to mutate as well. If this continued, the disaster at the border Strange Beast would affect the interior of the Dragon Country.

"Yesterday, the support from the Glory Land rushed over. What's the matter? Has the person not arrived yet?"

Seconds later

"Yesterday? That's impossible, my father went to Glory Area yesterday, and they gave me an answer. The matter of Southcloud is temporarily under control, so there's no need to ask for help from the higher ups, right? "

"There are two possibilities. Either the person I see really isn't going to the Southcloud, or the Southcloud is deliberately concealing something. "Wait a little longer. If it still doesn't work, then think of a way to deal with this matter."

"Alright!"

Han Que typed it out, followed by a depressed expression.

Ning Lo also knew how depressed this brat was.

As a clan of Southcloud, and even the entire southwest of the Prominent Class, nearly all of the Han Family's properties were rooted in this place.

Especially in the trade with Myanmar Gang and other southern nations, Han Family had always occupied a large part.

In the end, because of the incident with the Strange Beast, the trade stopped almost completely.

In these few months, Han Family could be said to be extremely huge at any time.

How much was lost of self-contained assets?

How could the people from Han Family not be anxious?

But up till now, the Han Family had not seen any will from the higher ups to settle this matter, so naturally, they could not sit still any longer.

On the other side, Ning Lo looked at Han Que's depressed expression and hesitated for a second before sending another message.

"If possible, the date of the Southcloud and honor division may soon change. Tell your father to prepare himself and to distance himself from some people. "In addition, if it's possible, I might need you after you enter the Glory server."

"Me?"

Han Que was surprised.

Although he was Ning Lo's follower, he was still a follower.

It did not come from Glory.

But today, his meaning seemed to be different.

"That's right, the person going to the Southcloud is a very important person to me, and is also the person I trust the most. It's an old man with the surname Zhao. If possible, try to come into contact with him and share his thoughts. If it's convenient, he'll arrange it. "

Ning Lo was almost certain that this old man was going to Southcloud.

Right now, the world has changed a lot, so naturally, one must find a stable state in this big situation with regards to Dragon Country.

Explaining the Strange Beast's chaos could cause a calamity for a while, but they definitely could not let it continue like this for long.

The old man had gone to take care of this matter, and was also one of the few people who wanted to threaten the Strange Beast tide to take credit for it.

And this timing was just right, as it allowed him to place his own people within the Southcloud.

Of course, this kind of placement was a reasonable one and everything was in accordance with the procedure.

"Okay, I remember."

"Oh yeah, big brother, I heard from the Yanjing brothers that there's some trouble with the Ning Family recently, is it serious?"

"I'm not sure. I didn't ask. As long as you remember one thing, Ning Family is my problem, and mine is my problem. Other than that, tell those people not to get involved with Ning Family anymore. "If you don't help me and if you want to add insult to injury, let the situation develop as it pleases."

"Understood!"

Han Que replied with another message.

Ning Lo only put down the phone after sending the message.

Ning Lo understood one thing, it would be fine if the Ning Family thing didn't break, but once it did, it would be like a wall being pushed by a crowd, an unstoppable ending.

In this kind of situation, counting on his previous followers to support his Ning Family was basically useless.

Even the Ye Family, the Liu Family, and the other families would not dare to act rashly.

Furthermore, Ning Lo had obtained a conclusion from the others that the decline of Ning Family was an unavoidable process.

If that was the case, then there was no need for him to interfere any further.

It would be better to keep it safe.

"Pah!"

"Ahh …"

"Fuck, where did this little ghost come from? Don't he have eyes?" "Who told you to play here? Can you afford to break my car?"

Just as Ning Lo was lost in thought, a loud slap sounded out, followed by a girl's scream, followed by a man's curse.

Hearing this voice, Ning Lo and Lin Qianxue stood up almost at the same time and looked down.

When they saw each other's faces, their expressions completely darkened.

In front of the hotpot restaurant, a yellow Camaro stopped at the side of the door.

Beside the car, Yan Xiaohu spread his hands to protect Long Han and Xiao Lingling behind him.

Xiao Lingling covered her face with a small hand. Her eyes were filled with tears and she looked wronged.

Just now, that slap had precisely landed on her face.

"Ning Lo!"

A few meters away, Lin Qianxue gritted her teeth and called Ning Lo with resentment.0

"Don't worry, I know what to do!"

"Hit my daughter? You're courting death!"

With that, Ning Lo got up and went downstairs.

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