The phone rang, pulling Ning Chuan back to reality, and he suddenly noticed that the car was driving off the road and was about to crash into a telephone pole.

Ning Chuan hurriedly controlled the steering wheel and drove the car back to the road steadily.

This series of events is only a matter of seconds.

After Ning Chuan stabilized the car, he slowly connected the phone.

On the other end of the phone, the dog's nose said in a deep voice: "Ning Chuan, An Zhiyuan can't solve the trouble he encountered here!"

"Even if I'm here, I can't help him solve it!"

"On the phone, I couldn't say a word. ”

"I hope you'll be able to come and help with this!"

"Later, I will send you the general understanding of the things on your mobile phone, and you can make your own judgment and decision!"

Dognose seemed to be very anxious, and after she said this, she hung up the phone directly.

From the time Ning Chuan connected the phone to the time he heard the sound of 'beep' on the phone, it took less than ten seconds.

Ning Chuan didn't even have time to say a word, and he hadn't even made a sound.

The phone was hung up, Ning Chuan put the phone aside, squinted and scanned the surroundings to find a place to park temporarily.

The car stopped steadily, and Ning Chuan got out of the car.

A cigarette is in his mouth, and there is a lot of traffic and pedestrians everywhere.

The pace of life in the city is so fast that it is difficult to stop for half a step.

A few minutes passed, and a cigarette was smoking.

The dog's nose text message was sent to Ning Chuan's mobile phone, which told in detail about An Zhiyuan's troubles.

An Zhiyuan's troubles were only a little bit of what the dog had learned.

The real trouble, only An Zhiyuan knows.

Ning Chuan took a deep breath after reading the text message.

Delete the text messages, put away your phone, and walk into the car.

The car started and drove towards the city where An Zhiyuan was.

。。。。。。

Three days later, Ning Chuan, who suddenly appeared in front of An Zhiyuan, made An Zhiyuan anxious.

An Zhiyuan looked very tired, and his whole person seemed to be a teenager all of a sudden.

With his nose bent back, he stood not far away, quietly looking at Ning Chuan and An Zhiyuan.

Ning Chuan asked slowly: "An Zhiyuan, if the dog nose doesn't come, how long do you want to hide it from me?"

"Is this something that can be solved in half a year?"

An Zhiyuan's face was extremely ugly, not because he was reprimanded by Ning Chuan, which made him resentful, but because he felt that he was hiding Ning Chuan's matter, which caused Ning Chuan to come all the way here, which made him very uncomfortable.

An Zhiyuan knew that there were a lot of things in Ningchuan.

He was unwilling to delay Ning Chuan's affairs because of his own affairs.

However, he 。。。。。。

"An Zhiyuan, tell me honestly, the ins and outs!"

"I'll give you plenty of time to tell if you don't tell it clearly, or if there's something to hide, and I find out。。。。。。 ”

Ning Chuan was angry, this was the first time he was angry with An Zhiyuan.

An Zhiyuan's age is already the age of Ning Chuan's grandfather.

An Zhiyuan nodded, without any dissatisfaction.

Next, An Zhiyuan invited Ning Chuan to sit in the side hall.

Under An Zhiyuan's detailed narration, Ning Chuan figured out the ins and outs.

It turned out that under the leadership of An Zhicun, the An family, the An family martial arts, and the An Men faction have been developing in place over the years.

A few years ago, one of An Zhicun's henchmen inadvertently offended an ancient martial arts sect.

An Zhicun took the ancient warriors of the Anmen sect to this ancient martial arts sect.

As a result, dozens of ancient warriors of the Anmen sect were killed because of this, and this matter was not handled well.

This matter was left in the hearts of the ancient warriors of the Anmen Sect.

The ancient warriors of the Anmen sect are willing to follow An Zhiyuan to move to the Northern Underworld City and sit in the villa area.

But they have one demand, and that is to pay the debt with blood!

You must, kill dozens of people from this ancient martial arts sect!

At the same time, there are people in the An family who are good at gambling and owe millions of dollars in the largest boxing stadium in the city.

Under the roll, millions become hundreds of millions.

If the An family wants to move to the North Underworld City, they will sit in the villa area.

The boxing arena will definitely not allow it, at least let the An family repay the money before they can leave the city unharmed.

At the same time, the disciples of the Anjia Martial Arts Pavilion also have their own bits and pieces happening in this city.

These bits and pieces, although they seem inconspicuous.

But these bits and pieces were enough to make it difficult for the disciples of the Anjia Martial Arts Hall to leave the city for half a step.

It's not that they can't leave the city, it's that they can't move out of the city.

Trivial things, not handled well.

The disciples of the Anjia Martial Arts Pavilion will always be troubled by these trivial things.

An Zhiyuan, who finished speaking, looked at Ning Chuan with a sad face.

Ning Chuan took a deep breath, eager to point at An Zhiyuan's nose and scold!

What the dog nose told Ning Chuan was that there was only a grudge between the Anmen sect and the ancient martial arts sect.

Ning Chuan originally planned to deal with this ancient martial artist sect by himself and solve this matter.

I didn't expect that there are so many things now.

With so many things added up, wouldn't it take three or five years to deal with them?

No, it's hard to deal with it in three or five years!

Not to mention anything else, can the hundreds of millions owed by the An family alone be resolved in three and a half years?

Most of the An family's industries do not make much money, which can make them worry about food and clothing, and their lives are better than ordinary people.

At the end of the year, there's not much money left!

How to pay off debts?

Besides, it's still in the case of profits.

This kind of profit, from a contractual and legal point of view, is not a problem at all.

The debt must be repaid, and the existence of the debt cannot be denied from a legal point of view.

"Ning Chuan, I know I shouldn't hide it from you!"

"It's come to this, you can beat or scold, but don't hold it in your heart, it's not good to suffocate your body!"

An Zhiyuan stiffened, lowered his head and said slowly.

Ning Chuan closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down.

Ning Chuan, who calmed down, quickly burst into laughter.

Ning Chuan's hearty laughter frightened An Zhiyuan to retreat again and again.

The dog's nose, who was standing not far away, was so shocked that he hurriedly straightened his stiff back and looked at Ning Chuan in a daze.

After laughing for a while, Ning Chuan stopped laughing: "The matter of the boxing arena is a matter of money!"

"Is it difficult for you to directly ask me about this matter?"

"The trivial matters of the disciples of the Anjia Martial Arts Pavilion can be dealt with only by the relationship, and if there is no relationship, you can use money to get through the relationship, and it is also a matter of money, is it difficult to deal with it?"

"As for the matter of the Ancient Martial Artist Sect, isn't it just to kill dozens of people and give you a body strengthening talisman and a divine talisman, can't you kill dozens of people?"

"Sneak attack or ambush!"

"Is this a difficult thing to deal with?"

Ning Chuan's words made An Zhiyuan ashamed!