Full of wine and food, Ning Yiping retired early.

I'm going to the capital tomorrow, and I don't know how long I'll stay in the capital, so I have to arrange everything so that I don't have any mess.

There are not many things that need to be arranged, the little girl has Ning Xin watching, and at most she is playing games at home.

The gray fat man just called, and he had already bought the house, a single-family house on the edge of the third ring road.

I don't know how much it is, but listening to the gray fat man's painful tone, I don't think I'm going anywhere.

In a new first-tier city like Yihai, a single-family villa starts at tens of millions, and the price is expensive.

Driving to the location sent by the gray fat man, Ning Yiping first looked at the appearance and nodded with satisfaction.

"Brother, you're here"

Xiang Tianxin was not ashamed at all, and called his brother after licking his face.

The news of the total destruction of the fox owl had spread in the circle of Yihai professionals a few hours ago.

And when he knew that the person he killed was Ning Yiping, he immediately bought this villa without saying a word, and then called Ning Yiping.

"Take me to see the basement"

Ning Yiping didn't bother to correct Xiang Tianxin's name.

"Hao Lat"

Xiang Tianxin diligently led Ning Yiping into the villa, and copied the words of the intermediary who introduced the house just now, and explained to Ning Yiping 'intimately'.

"Okay, that's it, give me the key"

Ning Yiping looked at the basement first, and then walked around the villa with Xiang Tianxin, and was generally satisfied.

It's a well-furnished single-family villa with everything you need to have, but you may need to hire a few people for daily maintenance.

"Then let's go to the transfer next?"

Xiang Tianxin handed over the key to Ning Yiping.

"No, the house is in your name"

Ning Yiping said that it doesn't matter if the house is in his name or not, and he doesn't need to sell the house for money.

"Okay, then I'll keep it for you"

Then asked Xiang Tianxin a few questions, and Ning Yiping drove away and went straight to the black market.

Mo Lan, this woman is a little disobedient and needs to be beaten well.

The black market is open once a month for seven days at a time.

Now there is still a period of time before it closes, and Mo Lan, who is the owner of the Yihai Black Market, is naturally still in the black market.

Come to the door of the bar.

"Do you dare to move?"

"Don't dare"

Familiar conversations, familiar flavors.

Ning Yiping walked into the bar like this, and a few people who came out of the black market on the way couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Ning Yiping's undisguised face.

He didn't care so much, grabbing a bartender who passed by.

"Where's the Shadow?"

"The owner is in... At... Upstairs"

It's just that how can an ordinary bartender withstand the pressure of a professional, and immediately confess Mo Lan's position.

Ning Yiping let go of his hand, and the bartender collapsed to the ground.

"You're going too far"

Mo Lan slowly came down from the upper floor, dressed as a shadow.

"After I slaughtered the nine brothers of the fox owl, he told me the same thing, and then ...... Hmmm"

Ning Yiping shrugged, and everyone present understood what he had not finished saying this sentence.

"So I'm already nice to you, haven't I?"

Ning Yiping walked towards Mo Lan step by step, everyone held their breath, and his footsteps were extremely clear at this moment, like a countdown to the death knell.

There are not many third-order people in China, and if you count those who don't, it is estimated that there are about 1,000 people.

But a murderous third-order like him is really rare.

The black market kills people, and in the blink of an eye, the group exterminates the fox owl, which is not something that ordinary professionals can do.

Ning Yiping, a new face, brought no less than an earthquake to the Yihai professional circle.

"Do you take the initiative to kneel, or do I make you kneel"

Ning Yiping walked up to Mo Lan and looked at Mo Lan calmly.

"The black market is not a place where you can do whatever you want!"

Mo Lan scolded angrily, a pair of daggers were already tightly held in her hands, but she didn't dare to really do it.

"This world has been respected for strength since ancient times, if I ask you to kneel, you have to kneel, understand?"

Ning Yiping said softly, and when the last two words fell, the True Martial Heaven and Earth unfolded with itself as the center.

Without any hands, the true qi was directly filled.

Mo Lan couldn't resist at all, and the whole person fell to his knees.

And the people around him also couldn't feel anywhere, as if they had lost their ability and turned back into ordinary people, and they wanted to flee in horror.

Even those outside the range are more or less subjected to this repression.

Soon, the people in the black market scattered, leaving only Ning Yiping and Mo Lan.

Ning Yiping dispersed the True Martial World, and Mo Lan collapsed weakly on the ground, soaking his whole body with cold sweat.

Squatting down and lifting Mo Lan's shadow mask, exposing this amorous face to the air.

Lifting Mo Lan's chin, Ning Yiping leaned in to take a closer look at the face.

"The Ning family hasn't fallen into the devil yet, it's a pity that you are Ning Chengyan's daughter"

Ning Yiping opened the upper and lower eyelids of Mo Lan's left eye, and with a slight flick, the contact lenses were picked out and flew out.

Blue pupils came into view.

"Ning Xin told you?"

Ning Molan finally spoke up.

This time it was Ning Yiping's turn to be silent, but his hand was still playing with Ning Molan's delicate chin.

Smooth, fair, and a little soft.

"Now that you know it, kill if you want to"

Ning Molan closed her eyes.

"Like X first and then kill?"

Ning Yiping whispered in Ning Molan's ear.

The hot breath made Ning Molan tremble, and her heart became more and more flustered, and a layer of red glow appeared on her white skin.

"You're going to die!"

Ning Molan tried to fight for her life, but before the dagger arrived, Ning Yiping locked her hands, and her hot and delicate body struggled hard.

"Smack!"

Cool, crisp sounds echoed through the bar, one, two, three......

It wasn't until Ning Molan stopped struggling that Ning Yiping couldn't stop moving.

Ning Molan's tears had spread all over her face at this time, and she sobbed in a low voice, how could she ever be insulted like this.

"Since you want to die, I'll give you this chance"

Ning Yiping pulled a chair and sat down, threw the dagger to the ground, and looked at Ning Molan indifferently.

Ning Molan quickly picked up the dagger and stepped back.

In her confusion, she forgot even the most basic observations, slammed her waist against a table, and fell again.

"Can you run away?"

Ning Yi's indifferent voice sounded, and the words went straight to Ning Molan's heart.

yes, can you run away?

Ning Molan was desperate in her heart, and put the dagger on her neck.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... Minutes passed, and Ning Molan didn't start.

"It's right to be afraid of death, no one in this world is not afraid of death, because those who are not afraid of death are dead"

Ning Yiping got up and walked in front of Ning Molan, and covered Ning Molan's hand holding the dagger with his palm.

"Need I help you?"

Ning Yiping's voice was like a ghost, and with a little force, a bloody mark appeared on Ning Molan's neck.

The dagger was loosened by Ning Molan and fell to the ground.

"I don't want to, I don't want to die, I don't want to die"

The stimulus of death exceeded the limit of Ning Molan's psychological endurance, and the psychological defense of the whole person completely collapsed and went out of control.

Ning Yiping looked at Ning Molan who was like a demon, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a strange and ghostly smile appeared on his face.

"Remember, I'm going to let you die, you can't live"

Ning Yiping lowered his head and choked Ning Molan's red lips.

This is just the first step.