"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! He—Isn't he dead? How can he come back?"

Ning Jianyang's face was stiff and expressionless, and he rushed out of the house like crazy and went straight to the villa of the second son of the Ning family.

"Ning Qingfeng, you come out for me!"

Ning Jianyang couldn't help but say that he directly broke into the courtyard of his second brother's house, and the sound was like thunder.

Ning Qingfeng, who was drinking tea and reading a book in the backyard, immediately frowned when he heard the voice, and there was a strong evil aura around him, but soon, this evil aura was restrained by him.

The second son of the Ning family, Ning Qingfeng, a king of the sky, has excellent martial arts and wisdom, and is always smiling on the surface, but he is actually a smiling tiger, which is different from Ning Jianyang, who is the same on the outside.

The Ning family has three sons, the eldest son, Ning Jianyang, has a hard temper, and he doesn't like people or things he doesn't like, and he puts them on his face.

Ning Qingfeng, the second son of the Ning family, is a person who is extremely scheming and extremely gloomy.

The third son of the Ning family, Ning Fan, died many years ago, and his life and death are still unknown!

"Big brother, what's wrong, what's making you so anxious?"

Ning Qingfeng hurriedly came out of the house and asked Ning Jianyang.

"Let me ask you, is Ning Fan dead in the end?" Ning Jianyang asked fiercely with a hideous face, gritting his teeth.

Emotions are quite emotional.

"Big brother, what do you mean by that?"

Ning Qingfeng frowned, not understanding the meaning of his words.

"Let me ask you, whether Ning Fan is dead or not!"

Ning Jianyang's tiger eyes were full of anger, and he stared at him deadly.

It's like an angry tiger that can eat people at any time.

Ning Qingfeng seemed to see something, waved his hand, let the people around him leave, and then pulled Ning Jianyang and asked softly, "What happened?"

"Let me ask you, whether Ning Fan is dead or not!"

Ning Jianyang shook off his hand vigorously and continued to ask the same question.

Although Ning Qingfeng was angry in his heart, he still suppressed the anger in his heart on the surface.

"Definitely dead!"

"Then let me ask you, who is the person in this picture?"

Ning Jianyang said and raised the phone screen to Ning Qingfeng.

"This ...... It can't be!"

When Ning Qingfeng saw the screen of his mobile phone, his whole heart was shocked!

His eyes were wide open, and his breath was getting more and more chaotic. Staring at your phone.

Ning Jianyang shook his hand fiercely, his face full of murderous aura: "Ning Qingfeng, are you deliberately calculating me?"

Ning Qingfeng could completely understand Ning Jianyang's fury.

The day after the news of Ning Fan's death came, Ning Qiankun's hair turned white, and he seemed to be ten years old overnight.

After so many years, Ning Qiankun has not yet designated a family heir, which is quite abnormal for the ancient clan that pays attention to the foundation, and it can even be said to be incomprehensible.

Until today, the family affairs that Ning Qiankun handed over to Ning Jianyang and Ning Qingfeng to deal with are basically the same.

It seems that the old man has a bowl of water and is impartial, but thinking about Ning Fan's experience of playing the name of "young marshal" with high spirits, a discerning person can immediately see the difference in the status of the three brothers in the eyes of his father.

Ning Qingfeng believed that as long as Ning Fan appeared again, he and Ning Jianyang would immediately lose all hope of inheriting the family business.

However, Ning Qingfeng had always firmly believed that the erasure plan back then was perfect.

"Big brother, you have also seen it all these years, whatever my father assigned to me, I immediately resigned, hoping to transfer it to you, I am loyal to you and have no second thoughts.

Besides, what good will it do me if Ning Fan doesn't die? With his high-flying and domineering nature, how can he tolerate me?"

Ning Qingfeng immediately showed his loyalty.

Although he was a smiling tiger with a deep hiding, and his strength was even stronger than Ning Jianyang, he knew that the first bird died early, and he was now dormant, and all matters big and small were pushed to his brother Ning Jianyang.

Use Ning Jianyang to eradicate dissidents, and only after there are no obstacles can he reveal his true nature.

But for now, he can only endure and pretend that I am not as good as you.

"And who is he?"

Ning Jianyang pointed to the screen of his mobile phone and asked in a deep voice.

"Is he—really back?!"

Although Ning Qingfeng didn't believe the picture in front of him, but the facts were in front of him, could it be said that he was really back?

Ning Jianyang put away his phone, slowed down his tone a little and asked Ning Qingfeng:

"What are we going to do now?"

Ning Qingfeng's pupils flickered left and right in the orbit, and he took a step closer to Ning Jianyang:

"Big brother, everything is still unclear, let me ask you first, where did the photo come from?"

Ning Jianyang was slightly stunned, only then did he realize that he hadn't asked the reason for the matter at all.

"That...... Ning Xinlan's girl said that someone bullied her, so she asked the people below to take this photo. ”

Ning Qingfeng raised his index finger to his chin and lowered his gaze slightly:

"Xinlan was bullied...... There are not many people who dare to bully Xinlan, it seems that this matter is by no means simple. In the dead world of the year, it was impossible for anyone to escape, according to my inference, it was most likely that someone wanted to use Ning Fan's face to calculate you and my brother!"

"You mean...... Someone used the disguise technique to disguise Ning Fan's appearance?"

"It's hard to say now, big brother, you first ask Xinlan about the cause and effect, and I will also send someone to check everywhere. ”

Ning Qingfeng sighed, his eyebrows locked, obviously full of worries about the future.

Ning Jianyang let out a long breath and left the courtyard quickly.

And Ning Qingfeng also returned to the study with heavy steps.

"What's the matter, is there any urgency for the boss to find you?"

Ning Qingfeng's wife, Nalan Yanfeng, stood on the side of the bookcase and asked softly.

Ning Qingfeng raised his hand and tapped the corner of his forehead, his eyes half-open and half-closed:

"It's not just an urgent matter, it's a hundred thousand urgent matters. The third Ning Fan may have come back from the ghost gate. ”

"Ning Fan, can't it be? Our layout back then should have been perfect. ”

Nalan Yanfeng raised her eyebrows lightly, and her voice unconsciously raised a few points.

"There's still too little information...... Ning Haiping!"

Ning Qingfeng turned his height and shouted, and the servant Ning Haiping immediately came to the study through the secret secret door next to him.

Ning Qingfeng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked Ning Haiping:

"Those guys who don't know whether they are alive or dead, have you dealt with them?"

Ning Haiping bowed slightly, and responded: "Second Master, they can only go to run errands for Lord Yama in the future, and I also used the code words of Dragon City to warn their mastermind behind the scenes. ”

"Okay, next, you pay close attention to whether there are any people in Dragon City who are active in the name of Ning Fan, and if there are, no matter the time and occasion, come and report immediately!"

Ning Haiping was also slightly startled when he heard the name "Ning Fan", but immediately calmed down and regained his sharp eyes:

"Yes!

"Without further ado, go cast your net now. ”

Ning Qingfeng waved his hand in the direction of the secret door, his voice was not high, but it was cold.

Ning Jianyang clutched the mobile phone containing Ning Fan's photo, almost smashed the screen, and ran back home in a hurry.

(End of chapter)