Chapter 242: The Old Man of the Nangong Family

After that, I also found some ways to resist spells from Luban's book, such as making a wooden zodiac pendant around the neck to resist curses.

Maybe it's because of this that I haven't heard that terrible chanting in the past few days, and of course I'm sure that the character of a person like Nangong Wushuang will definitely hide in the bed in the middle of the night and silently recite the curse countless times.

At this moment, Nangong Wushuang's face had turned purple, and he could see that my insinuating words had stimulated him and made him completely annoyed, but looking at my eyes, he was a little evasive, which was also the performance after doing something wrong.

Lao Liu also seemed to see that the atmosphere was a little dignified, and immediately laughed and said to Wu Fugui: "Lao Wu, since everyone is friends, it will be easy to do anything, at least it won't hurt the peace!" ”

Wu Fugui smiled noncommittally.

Then the two of them began to introduce each other to the two parties, and it was only then that I knew that this old Liu's name was Liu Yiwan, and he was the businessman who bet with Wu Fugui, and it can be said that he was very close to Liu Fugui's social status and wealth.

As for the other three people, they are old, middle, and young, all of whom are from the Nangong family, but what surprised me the most was that among the three people, the people from the Nangong family were not the highest, and the highest status was actually the old man.

This person was wearing a white shirt and black silk clothes, which were old-fashioned rotary cloth buttons and flat-soled black cloth shoes, and he had the temperament of a green gang boss during the Republic of China.

The old man was about seventy years old, with some sparse white hair on his back, although he was relatively thin, but full of energy, he felt like a practitioner, and his eyes were like an eagle staring at his prey, and he kept looking at us since the three of us walked in, and finally stopped looking at me.

Another tall middle-aged man with flat hair and dark skin had been tinkering with the tea set on the table for the old man and Nangong Wushuang's teacups to store water.

Through the conversation, I learned that this old man's name is Nangong Yifang, and he is a member of the older generation of the Nangong family, and even the invincible Nangong Young Master has to call him: Uncle!

As for the tall middle-aged man named Duan Jiahao, he is a southerner, and his speech and demeanor should be the bodyguard brought by this Nangong side.

At this moment, Nangong said to me: "I have heard of you, you entered the National Security Bureau at a young age, and you are still their special adviser, and some time ago you murdered Gao Yifan, the eldest son of the Gao family, which made the Gao family even buy the killer of the Extreme Dao to kill you, but they were all safely hidden, and even let the Extreme Dao contact you with the hunting order, boy, you are very amazing!" ”

I smiled and said, "Sir, you really won the award, in fact, my means are at most to save this life, and in terms of means, it is far from being compared with the eldest young master of Nangong!" You said yes, Nangong Young Master? ”

Nangong Wushuang snorted coldly and did not answer.

Nangong Fang smiled and said: "It seems that you young people have some misunderstandings, this is not good, the world will be yours in the future, you will not see what you look up and look down, you must learn to be patient, you must know how to live in peace, so that you can eat openly, Wushuang?" ”

Nangong Wushuang immediately bowed his head and said, "Uncle, I understand!" ”

On the surface, these words really admonished Nangong Wushuang, but a person could hear that this old man was warning me, and there was some suspicion of relying on the old and selling the old in and out of his words.