Ning Fan didn't leave, but took out his mobile phone from his pocket, thought about it, and dialed a number.

The phone beeped a few times before it was connected.

Mo Chengjiao on the other end was a little puzzled, this is his private mobile phone number, which ordinary people don't know, but everything he knows knows is his own, but what is shown on it is an unfamiliar number.

After thinking about it, he still whispered lightly into his phone: "Hey." ”

"Old Mo, don't come unharmed. Ning Fan said with a smile.

As soon as this familiar voice came out, and the familiar name, Mo Chengjiao's body shook violently, and he suddenly stood up from the sofa.

"Nine, Ninth Master, is it really you?" Mo Chengjiao was very excited.

Ning Fan actually called him.

"Well, it's me. Ning Fan nodded: "Don't talk nonsense, your son is now in my hands, you can come and get someone." ”

"What?" Mo Chengjiao was stunned, and then his face changed greatly: "What happened?"

Why is his son in the hands of the Ninth Master?

"He wants to kill me, I'll just educate you. Ning Fan casually said his current location, and then hung up the phone.

The moment Mo Chengjiao hung up the phone, he grabbed the door and went out, and he didn't dare to delay for a minute or a second.

Ning Fan's words scared him half to death: Your son wants to kill me, I will educate you for you.

His own son Mo Chenggong wants to kill the Ninth Master! This is simply a big joke!

Soon, when he arrived at the scene, Mo Chengjiao saw the gangsters everywhere at a glance, and his heart sank instantly.

And Ning Fan was standing not far away, and in front of Ning Fan, Mo Chenggong was lying on the ground and humming.

Seeing that Mo Chenggong was at least not dead, Mo Chengjiao breathed a sigh of relief.

He rushed in front of Ning Fan with an arrow, ignoring his son whose leg was broken, just begging for mercy and saying, "Ninth Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know what's happening now, my son, I actually ...... you ...... to you"

"It's because it's your son, so I didn't kill him, let's go see him first. Ning Fan said lightly.

If someone else wanted to kill him, Ning Fan would definitely not show mercy.

Treating others in the way of others, this is Ning Fan's consistent means, the other party wants to kill you, you still have a merciful heart, isn't that a bad pen?

Mo Chengjiao nodded, hurriedly ran to his son's side, looking at his son's miserable appearance, but he felt a little relieved in his heart.

At least the Ninth Master taught him a lesson, which proves that there is still room for maneuver, otherwise, if his son is still good, then it proves that the Ninth Master is really angry, and maybe it will affect himself!

"Dad, you're here, hurry, have you brought someone, kill him, kill him!" Mo Chenggong saw his father coming in a daze, and he subconsciously shouted.

Mo Chengjiao's face turned black, and he slapped Mo Chenggong in the face directly, and yelled: "You bastard, do you know what you're talking about?"

"What?" Mo Chenggong was stunned: "Dad, it's me, I was broken by Ning Fan's leg, you kill him and help me avenge it!"

Mo Chengjiao's body was trembling violently, his lips trembled and he couldn't speak, he looked at the stick next to him, and copied it without saying a word.

Mo Chenggong's eyes lit up, thinking that his father was going to do it.

But in the next second, Mo Chengjiao waved his hand with a gloomy expression, and smashed Mo Chenggong's other leg again with a click.

Now, both of his legs have been broken!

"Dad, what are you doing? ...... you?"

"If you talk more, I'll kill you directly. Mo Chengjiao said with a gloomy expression, his eyes exuding a strong killing intent.

Mo Chenggong's stupidity had already brought Mo Chengjiao's anger to its peak.

Ning Fan sighed, in fact, he already felt that it didn't matter, he didn't expect Mo Chengjiao to attach so much importance to his identity.

"Forget it, it's just a child, just teach it a lesson. Ning Fan said.

Mo Chengjiao turned his head to look at Ning Fan, bowed deeply, and said solemnly: "Ninth Master, don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation of this matter." ”

"It's okay, let him understand that there are some people he can provoke, and some people he can't provoke in his life, otherwise, he will suffer in the future. Ning Fan said earnestly.

He really thinks that this Mo success needs education, today he provoked himself, and in the future, he provoked others, do they think that they are so kind?

Will they happen to have something to do with Mo Chengjiao?

He should be glad that the person he provoked today was Ning Fan and not someone else.

At this time, Mo Chenggong's head was finally a little brighter, and he didn't dare to say a word, but the pain of his two legs being broken made Mo Chenggong's heart even more unconvinced.

After Ning Fan finished speaking, he left in style.

On the spot, Mo Chengjiao breathed a sigh of relief, but then, Mo Chenggong suddenly spoke: "Dad, you just let him go?"

"Otherwise?" Mo Chengjiao suddenly turned his head to look at his son.

"But he broke one of my legs. Mo Chenggong said assumedly.

"Hehe, you should be aware that he broke one of your legs, if it was back then, you were a corpse now, you were broken legs, but at least you are still alive now, you should be grateful to the eighth generation ancestor of our old Mo family!" Mo Chengjiao said with a sneer.

When Ning Fan returned to the villa, he saw Xu Xiaoqing sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Ning Fan is a little strange, does this Xu Xiaoqing really like watching TV so much?

"Are you back?" Xu Xiaoqing greeted with a smile.

Every time she saw Ning Fan, Xu Xiaoqing would be inexplicably excited.

"Why are you so excited, why, you won the lottery. Ning Fan said with a strange expression, and after speaking, he was about to go back to his room to change his clothes.

Although the fight just now could have been avoided, there was still a little blood stained on the clothes.

Ning Fan didn't like that taste.

"Wait, there's something for you. Xu Xiaoqing said loudly.

"What is it?" Ning Fan asked suspiciously.

After speaking, I saw Xu Xiaoqing take out a black thing from behind the cushions of the sofa.

Ning Fan's expression was slightly sideways, this color and size ...... It's a battle post!

He dodged and flipped over from the staircase, taking the things in Xu Xiaoqing's hand and unfolding it in his hand.

Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that this was the challenge sticker given by Tang Sect Donal, and it was a bit beyond Ning Fan's expectations to be so grand.

It explains in detail the competition, and the location is in Tangmen.

Looking at Xu Xiaoqing's excited look, Ning Fan was speechless for a while: "You've already seen this thing, right?"

"Hey...... I think it's fun. Xu Xiaoqing squirmed and said, "Then can I go together?"

"No!" Ning Fan said categorically.

(End of chapter)