Chapter 39 Borrowing the Sword to Blame

When they came to Dai Zongfang, Nie Fan and his group were immediately arranged by Wang Qi into a three-star hotel.

Although it is three-star, the various service facilities are not bad at all, no one complains, and they all walk into their rooms with a smile.

Nie Fan was arranged into a room in the east, unlike those tourists who excitedly recalled what they had seen and heard today, turned on the computer and hurriedly reported to the other end.

Nie Fan sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, stared, breathed, and quietly meditated and cultivated.

He had just broken through the first level of Qi cultivation, and it was difficult to break through to the second level in a short period of time, but he did not relax in the slightest, and he was not distracted when it was time to cultivate.

Not long after he settled down, Wang Qi stretched out his head, looked left and right, and cautiously walked towards Nie Fan's room.

She walked to Nie Fan's door, looked left and right with big eyes and a rather weak heart, and saw that no one turned her head to look at Nie Fan's porter again, her big eyes blinked, as if she had some hesitation in her heart, she stood at the door for a long time without knocking, put one finger in her mouth, and grinded her nails with her upper and lower front teeth.

After a long time, Wang Qi raised his head and exhaled a long breath, and after a while, he looked down at the door in front of him, sighed softly, turned around and left again with a depressed face.

"Liu Shao, sit." In the small courtyard of the farmhouse, Yang Zhi very politely invited Liu Hao to a rich table.

Liu Hao sat down at the table with a gloomy face. If he doesn't understand something now, he's an idiot.

When Yang Zhi saw Liu Hao sitting down, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, he sat down next to him, poured a glass of wine for Liu Hao, and said, "This glass of wine is for me to apologize to Liu Shao!" With that, he drank it all.

Liu Hao's face was extremely cold, and the corners of his mouth showed a sneer and looked at Yang Zhi. How could he not know the truth that courtesy must be demanded by others, Yang Zhi had no scruples about tying himself up before, and now he is diligently making amends, there must be something that needs him!

Yang Zhi pretended not to see the sneer on Liu Hao's face, and said enthusiastically: "Liu Shao, I was forced to do so before. You're from the south, I'm afraid you haven't heard of Nie Fan's name, right? ”

Liu Hao still had a cold face, staring at Yang Zhi with flickering eyes. He was resentful in his heart, thinking about him Liu Dashao, when had he been kidnapped! What's more, the two were allies before, and what kind of knife stabs hurt the most, that is, they were stabbed in the back by someone they trusted!

Liu Hao's eyes flashed with resentment, and he was already thinking about how to take revenge on Yang Zhi.

Yang Zhi is such a smart person, how can he not see what Liu Hao is thinking. But his face became more and more enthusiastic, and he looked at Liu Hao and said, "It's normal that Liu Shao hasn't heard of Nie Fan. How to say it, Nie Fan is the eldest young of the Nie family in the capital. Nie Fan's father was the founder of Nortel Group, and later Nie Fan's father died suddenly, and those uncles of the Nie family wanted to swallow Dongdian. As a result, Nie Fan and his younger brother Nie Cheng co-starred in a double reed, deceiving everyone in the Nie family. ”

Yang Zhi said quickly, he saw that Liu Hao didn't seem interested, and continued: "Nie Fan's father actually passed the Nortel to Nie Cheng, and as a result, Nie Fan made the appearance of passing it on to him, and the Nie family wasted several years on him and got nothing. When the Nie family came to their senses, Nie Fan suddenly made a move, not only killing the security captain of the Nie family's cronies, but also directly single-handedly killing the Nie family, killing his own uncle, the head of the Nie family, and Nie Shutang, who was at the deputy ministerial level. ”

Liu Hao's originally gloomy face was directly stunned, this is the plot of a martial arts novel, the counterattack of the waste wood.

But immediately Liu Hao's body trembled, he was able to break into a deputy minister's house single-handedly, and he could still appear here intact after killing the head of the family, if Nie Fan was really angered by him at that time, could he compare to a deputy minister?

He suddenly felt a little cold, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his neck.

Idiot!

Yang Zhi said secretly in his heart, but his mouth continued: "Nie Fan has killed a lot of people in the capital, and now many people in the capital are chasing and killing him......"

"Liu Shao, this is the second cup!" Yang Zhi said this but did not say any more, but picked up the second glass of wine.

Liu Hao looked at Yang Zhi, his heart was a little flustered, and he put down the hand on his neck, although he still had a lot of confusion about Yang Zhi tying him up, the resentment in his heart gradually let go, and his face when he looked at Yang Zhi was no longer so gloomy.

"Liu Shao, the third cup." Yang Zhi looked sincere, and the third glass of wine was also drunk.

Liu Hao looked at Yang Zhi and frowned. Naturally, he would not be relieved of his suspicions by Yang Zhi's three glasses of wine, and he kept thinking in his heart that Yang Zhi was more enthusiastic about him than before, what was the purpose.

"Yang Shao is polite." Liu Hao also knew the truth that people had to bow their heads under the eaves, so he picked up a glass of wine and looked at Yang Zhidao calmly.

"Haha, it's good if Liu Shao isn't angry, my second uncle will rest today and introduce Liu Shao tomorrow." Yang Zhi smiled and touched Liu Hao with a wine glass.

One has a plan, the other has a plan, the two face and heart do not agree, and they drink and eat happily for more than two hours.

"Liu Shao walks slowly." Yang Zhi, who was drunk and hazy, sent Liu Hao, who was unsteady in steps, out of the small courtyard of the farmhouse.

When Liu Hao got into the taxi, Yang Zhi, whose face was flushed, immediately straightened his waist, and he looked drunk, but he turned around and walked towards the yard with an extremely calm expression.

Knock knock

Yang Zhi had just walked a few steps when a thick and dull bell suddenly rang in the courtyard.

"Twelve?" Listening to the bell, Yang Zhi raised his head and said in surprise to the courtyard.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he walked, and he said to himself: "Borrow a knife to kill people, blame Liu Hao." It was a perfect ......."

Before he could finish speaking, his brows suddenly furrowed, and his stomach suddenly cramped.

'Eat something bad?' Yang Zhi said secretly in his heart, but he didn't care, and continued to walk forward.

But as soon as he took a step, his face suddenly changed, and then he snorted and knelt directly on the ground!

It was as if there were countless knives cutting in his abdomen, and he was almost suffocated from the pain, and he couldn't even scream.

Yang Zhi fell to the ground, curled up together, and large drops of cold sweat appeared on his head, falling quickly along his cheeks, and in the blink of an eye, he was soaking through the placket.

The colic pain in the abdomen made Yang Zhi unable to breathe, but not only in the abdomen, he felt that a cold and extremely cold suddenly spread from his abdomen, directly invading the bone marrow, he trembled in an instant, the bones seemed to be being extracted, his eyes were wide open in pain, and the muscles at the corners of his face cramped directly to stiffness!

Immediately, his internal organs seemed to be tangled together, and Yang Zhi, who was already about to suffocate, instantly seemed to be about to lose his breath, and his whole face turned extremely pale.

"Nie Fan, Nie Fan......" Yang Zhi lay straight on the ground, his whole body convulsed, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow, but his brain was still clear, he quickly thought of Nie Fan, and remembered the cold air that Nie Fan shot into his body.

Yang Zhi was lying on the ground, his whole body was convulsed, his face was extremely pale, he couldn't shout a word, and he couldn't faint even if he wanted to, so he could only endure the pain stiffly.

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