Seeing Zheng Wuming's expression, Ning Kun knew that the situation was very bad, and the expression on his face gradually sank.

"Nameless, is something wrong?" Ning Kun asked.

"It's fine." Zheng Wuming took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability that suddenly rose in his heart, and said. "You go back first, according to what I said, wait for two days, don't worry, I will deal with this matter."

"Then—I'll go back first." Ning Kun hesitated for a moment, wanting to say something, but still didn't say it, nodded at Zheng Wuming, turned around and walked out.

"Yanjing is about to change."

Walking to the window, opening the curtains, and looking at the colorful neon and endless traffic on the street, Zheng Wuming said softly.

After speaking, he grabbed his mobile phone, pressed a number and dialed it, and when the phone was connected, both sides fell silent.

"I need your help." After a while, Zheng Wuming took the lead in speaking.

"I'll help you." Kronos's hoarse and cold voice came over the phone.

"I need—"

"Don't ask me terms." Kronos interrupted Zheng Wuming's words and said. "I'll let Ares help you, but if you let me down, you know the consequences."

After saying that, a string of busy tones came from the phone.

"Damn." Zheng Wuming threw the phone on the table, the expression on his face extremely ugly.

Who is he? He is the first son of Yanjing, and there are only a handful of people in Yanjing, in the whole of China, and even in the world, who can compare with him - of course, this is within the range of young people, if you say that those old people are buried in their nostrils, there are more people than those who are rich.

Although he didn't care much about the name of the first son of Yanjing, such a feeling of commanding people really made him feel uncomfortable.

Ares?

Thinking of the thin old man who didn't talk much, a sneer hung on the corner of Zheng Wuming's mouth.

The first time he saw the old man, he sensed an aura of extreme danger from the old man, something he had never felt in anyone else.

While he was angry at Kronos's attitude towards him, he also felt a trace of anticipation for the arrival of the little old man - what kind of situation would Yan Murong have with Ares? ――

The Yan family's small building, in Yan Murong's room.

The man's gasp, the woman's moaning~moaning, and the strange screams from the iron bed are intertwined into a special tune.

It took half an hour for calm to return to the room.

Su Qingwu's face flushed, and she lay quietly on Yan Murong's chest, her eyes closed, as if she was enjoying the happiness just now.

"How's it going, the assessment is over, right?" Yan Murong asked with a hippie smile. "My fighting power is very long-lasting."

"Hmph." Su Qingwu hummed lightly, stretched out her slender and slender fingers and pinched Yan Murong's chest, and said. "Less smugness, no matter how long-lasting the combat effectiveness is, it can't hide the fact that you slept with other women - you are a Chinese medicine doctor, who knows if you have prescribed yourself a prescription to eat behind your back."

"Damn, wife, I'm wronged." Yan Murong shouted and hit the sky. "You can say I have women out there, I admit it, but you can't say I can't, what can a man say no? - Take medicine? How could I eat this kind of thing, you are contempt for me. No, I'll do it again, and I'll show you if I'm taking medicine or not. ”

"Don't, don't come, can't I say something wrong?"

Hearing Yan Murong say to do it again, Su Qingwu hurriedly broke free from his arms, pulled a quilt and wrapped herself tightly, changed the topic, and said. "Can you tell me about what happened thirty years ago?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or lie?" Yan Murong turned around, leaned sideways to look at Su Qingwu's extremely bright and pretty face, and asked with a smile.

"Falsehood." Su Qingwu said with a smile.

"The lie is that this is a legendary story of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, bad people framing good people, and then thirty years later, the good people's apprentices come back to avenge the master."

"And what about the truth?"

"The truth is that I don't know." Yan Murong pursed his lips and said. "The old man didn't tell me about it at all, I would be beaten if I was in a hurry, so I wouldn't do such a heartless thing."

"It's annoying." Su Qingwu said coquettishly and asked instead. "So what do you mean by talking about these things on TV? Does Zheng Wuming know? ”

"Him?" Yan Murong thought for a while and said. "Not necessarily, Zheng Yan's old guy is an old fox, maybe there are some things that he won't say even if he brings them to the coffin - as for Zheng Wuming, I guess half and half."

"What do you mean?" Su Qingwu asked strangely.

"That is, he knows." Yan Murong explained. "But there's only so much you know."

"Aren't you working in vain?"

"Not really." Yan Murong laughed. "Zheng Wuming knows that it doesn't matter if he doesn't know, the important thing is that someone doesn't want to mention this matter again - if I tell this matter, those people don't dare to trouble me, so they can only go to the Zheng family, in that case, Zheng Wuming should be busy."

"But—"

Su Qingwu frowned slightly, and said with some concern. "What if they jump off the wall in a hurry?"

"Dog jumping off the wall? That's a fitting description. Yan Murong grinned. Actually, I forgot to tell you that I still have a secret, I said that I have cultivated the Beggar Gang, do you believe it? ”

"The beggars are out of school?" Su Qingwu looked confused, when she was young, even if she read idle books, they were all Shakespeare and Dumas, as for Jin Yong, she didn't know whether Jin Yong was a man or a woman.

"Dog-beating stick method." Yan Murong said with a serious face. "No matter how fierce a dog is, it is still a dog, and it can never be compared to a human - the animal world has seen it, right? In fact, humans are the most terrifying species in the world, and in the recipes of many large and ferocious beasts, humans are not among them, but people are different. Except for the inedible food, the human diet is basically covered with everything else - you say, am I afraid that they will jump off the wall? ”

"Hey—"

Su Qingwu sighed softly. "I'm just now realizing that you're not stupid."

"Am I stupid?" Yan Murong smiled. "Did you always think I was stupid?"

"Hmm." Su Qingwu replied softly. "I used to think that I could control you, but now I find that you are actually a monkey, even if the Buddha crushes you under the Wuzhi Mountain for five hundred years, one day, you still have to escape control."

"Okay." Yan Murong said helplessly. "Although I am upset that you compare me to a monkey, I accept your claim."

"I can't understand you anymore." Su Qingwu said softly.

"Can't see me? Then I'll let you know more about it. Yan Murong smiled evilly, and then, in Su Qingwu's exclamation, he pounced on the hungry tiger and the sheep with a move. And then -- no more, ladies and gentlemen, please use your imagination and imagine for yourself.