"I now regret giving the ghost to him." Kronos said as he looked at the old man sitting across from him.

"Regrets?" The old man smiled and said. "His decision was a bit stupid, but it was a good idea."

"Does it make sense?" Kronos asked.

"Why doesn't it make sense?" The old man asked rhetorically. "Ghosts have been around for so long, I ask you, did you know that our ghost members are all over the world? Killers, spies - they are all over the world in all sorts of guises. ”

"I know."

"It's good to know." The old man continued. "However, Huaxia is a special country, even if you don't recognize you as a Chinese, you have to admit that there are very few ghosts in Huaxia, which is related to Huaxia's national conditions. We can't afford their means of dealing with spies. ”

"The market in China is a big cake, and we couldn't enter it in large numbers before, but now it's different." The old man looked at Kronos with a smile and said. "Thunder Technology -- this is a legitimate business. If one road doesn't work, why not take the other way? He has ambition and hatred, and hatred will make his ambition even greater. ”

Kronos was thoughtful, and after a while, he looked at the old man, and the old and the young looked at each other and smiled.

Yan Murong left with two women, and just as the elevator door was about to close, one hand blocked it, and then, Ning Kun also got in.

"Don't tell me you're going to get in the car." Yan Murong asked with a smile.

"Not that idea." Ning Kun unbuttoned one of the buttons on the collar of his shirt and said. "These gatherings are getting more and more boring now, so it's better to go home early and rest."

Yan Murong smiled slightly, and turned to look at Guo Ya'an. "Put your car here, you go with Qingwu, and go to my house for one night."

"Okay." Guo Ya'an naturally couldn't ask for it, even if Yan Murong didn't say it, she planned to follow Yan Murong back. If you go home at this time, you won't have to be nagged to death by the old couple at home. And whether you can sleep at night has become a problem.

Especially her mother, Chen Yu, is from a big family, and she knows that every man in these big families doesn't spend it, but she is convinced that it doesn't matter if a man spends some money before marriage, as long as he is stable after marriage - this kind of thinking makes Guo Yaan really dare not compliment.

But soon, she thought of another question, looked at Yan Murong and asked. "What about you? You're not coming home? ”

"Where am I going if I don't go home?" Yan Murong pointed at Ning Kun and said. "Since Ning Dashao doesn't rub my car, then I'll rub his car, anyway, it's all in the same yard, it's also convenient, and I just have something to tell him."

When she came to the parking lot, Su Qingwu told Yan Murong to go back earlier, and then pulled Guo Ya'an into her car.

It wasn't until the sound of the engine gradually disappeared that Yan Murong got into a black Mercedes-Benz driven by Ning Kun.

Ning Kun came out on his own and did not bring bodyguards, so when Yan Murong got into the co-pilot's position, Ning Kun could only play the role of the driver.

Starting the car, the Mercedes drove out of the underground parking lot.

The light rain fell for a day, and it didn't stop until about five o'clock in the afternoon, and this time, it started to fall again.

Yan Murong pressed the electric window, and the window opened a gap, and the cool autumn breeze blew in along the gap, making people feel extremely comfortable.

"Are you trying to use me as a shield?" Ning Kun looked behind him from the rearview mirror in the car and said with a wry smile.

"Shields? What do you mean? Yan Murong looked at Ning Kun with an inexplicable expression.

"That's not going to be fun." Ning Kun pouted in the rearview mirror. "I'm a helpless person who can see that someone is following us, don't tell me you didn't find out."

"Found it." Yan Murong didn't look in the rearview mirror and said. "I just didn't expect to follow us so closely, it's so unprofessional—guess what's he trying to do with us?"

"You follow you, not me." Ning Kun corrected.

"It's all the same." Yan Murong grinned. "Ning Kun, you're not stupid, Zheng Wuming just came back and made such a high-profile party, and invited you and me, you don't know what he wants to do, right?"

"I know." Ning Kun nodded. "However, it seems that you are being troubled now, and I was shot even if I was lying down?"

"Then you can stop in front and put me down." Yan Murong said indifferently.

"Are you testing me?" Ning Kun smiled bitterly. "If you don't get out of the car, I'm going to stand on the same front with you. Let you get out of the car, and you'll be suspicious of me again - this person is really hard to do. ”

"The choice is yours."

"It's a really difficult multiple-choice question."

"And what are your options?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

"My choice?" Ning Kun smiled slightly, the accelerator under his feet was pressed, and the car also increased sharply. He didn't speak, he just made a choice with action.

"Looks like you've made your choice." Yan Murong pointed to his chest and said. "To tell you the truth, I saw him in the morning, the two foreigners that guy brought are very powerful, I was kicked, and it still hurts, so your choice is very dangerous."

"Can I go back?" Ning Kun asked.

"I can't." Yan Murong shook his head with a smile.

"Well, I'm just asking." Ning Kun said. "Moreover, I don't plan to go back - you're right, although I don't know how good you can fight, but, in the nearly two years since you returned to Yanjing, I haven't seen you suffer under anyone, since you said it's dangerous, it must be dangerous."

"And you're still making that choice?" Yan Murong asked strangely.

"Are you trying to say I'm brainless?" Ning Kun looked sideways at Yan Murong and said. "You're right, people who make you feel dangerous are dangerous - but you're more dangerous than they are."

"Are you complimenting me?"

"You can listen to it that way." ――

Following Ning Kun's Mercedes-Benz was a white Maliu sedan.

Yan Murong looked at the car following closely behind him from the rearview mirror, and was a little puzzled.

Where did Zheng Wuming find these people? Why is it that everyone has high self-confidence? Otherwise, even those non-professional thugs would not be so blatant when they are tracked. Unless, the person has absolute confidence in his own strength. Otherwise, how dare he just follow your ass like that?

"Do you want to see what the people in the back look like?" Yan Murong asked Ning Kun.

"Yes." Ning Kun glanced in the rearview mirror, thought about it, and said. "I know a place that is suitable for destroying corpses."