A figure flew upside down from the field and swept towards its rear, with a speed that was jaw-dropping.

And what made everyone present even more dumbfounded was the object of this figure flying upside down...... It was Ning Qian himself!

I saw that Ning Qian's body was like a sandbag, and it instantly flew upside down and hit the wall of this street market, and the violent force hit the wall, setting off bursts of smoke and dust that filled the air......

On the sidelines, Ning Zhe looked at Qin Ran with a frightened expression, and wanted to make a move, but his body trembled and he didn't dare to take a step forward. Today, Ning Qian came to find Qin Ran's trouble, and it was Ning Zhe who picked it up.

It took him more than a week to barely eliminate some of the shadows that Qin Ran had left in his heart, so he thought of looking for his brother Ning Qian to find a place for him.

But Fang Cai's figure of Ning Qian's upside-down flight completely coincided with the scene where he was blown away by Qin Ran's punch that day, almost like a replica.

The fear that Qin Ran had when he was strongly crushing him that day also rose again at this moment, making him unable to muster a trace of courage to step forward.

Qin Ran withdrew his fist with a lazy expression, and casually glanced at Ning Zhe, who was hesitant and frightened not far away.

Then he walked to the corner of the wall as if no one was around. There, Ning Qian was struggling to get up.

Qin Ran squatted next to Ning Qian, and said with a bright smile: "Young Master Ning, are you still fighting? If you don't fight, even if I win this bet." ”

Qin Ran's smile caught Ning Qian's eyes, which immediately made the latter's heart swell with anger.

"Little brute!" Ning Qian swung his fist over, and before he could struggle to get up at this time, he simply half lay in the corner, thinking about taking him by surprise.

How do you know that Qin Ran was guarding against him, and while his smile was still the same, he stretched out a hand to intercept Ning Qian's punch, holding it in his palm, making Ning Qian unable to move.

"Young Master Ning, don't be so angry, be careful of being angry. Qin Ranpi said with a smile, and when he heard that Ning Qian was still a beast mongrel, a cold light surged in his eyes, and then he suddenly used a force in his hand.

"Click!" a crisp sound of bones breaking.

"Ahh

And Qin Ran directly broke Ning Qian's wrist bone without saying a word, and this ruthlessness and decisiveness made those onlookers gasp.

No one thought that this eldest young master of the Qin family, who had always been regarded as a waste by them and would only rely on the power of the Qin family to run rampant in Songling City, would have such strength.

With just one face, he divided the victory and defeat with Ning Qian, who was the third level of the Qi Source Realm, and he dared to make such a heavy hand, he had no scruples at all.

"Young Master Ning, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible, otherwise the wrist bone of this left hand will ......" Qin Ran's eyes swelled with strange light, and he said with a meaningful smile.

"I ...... I admit defeat, don't do it, I admit defeat!" Ning Qian spoke decisively when he heard this, and said in a trembling voice, and at the same time lowered his head very aggrievedly, not daring to look directly into Qin Ran's eyes.

He didn't want to break the wrist bone of his left hand again, the so-called one who knows the times is a hero, and the fight just now has made him understand the gap between them, and Young Master Ning will naturally not hold on any longer.

"That's right, then, what about the Gathering Spirit Soup?" Qin Ran smiled and stretched out a hand.

Ning Qian's face froze, his expression instantly became unnatural, and he said, "I...... I didn't bring it with me......"

"Huh?" Qin Ran smiled suddenly, and was about to start again to give him a longer memory.

"Don't, don't do it!" Ning Qian was startled by the coldness that came out of Qin Ran's body, and hurriedly said in a loud voice, and then reluctantly relieved, "Gathering Spirit Soup...... It's not on me, it's on ...... My brother Ning Zhe!"

"Oh?" Qin Ran raised his eyebrows, and then turned his gaze to the side, and there, Ning Zhe, who had not dared to step forward for a long time, was quietly moving out of the crowd, as if he wanted to take advantage of everyone's inattention and slip away.

And the betrayal from Ning Qian, as well as Qin Ran's smiling eyes, suddenly made this guy's body petrified, and he didn't dare to move.

"Don't hit me, I'll hand it over, can't I hand it over?" The next moment, Ning Zhe said with a crying voice, Qin Ran's meaningful gaze gave him great pressure, and he also broke through this guy's psychological defense line in an instant.

Seeing this, Yun Xi stepped forward and took the Gathering Spirit Soup in Ning Zhe's hand, and then came behind Qin Ran.

Qin Ran nodded contentedly, and then said with a smile to Ning Qian, who was half lying in the corner: "Oh, in fact, I didn't want to accept the bet, but I didn't expect Young Master Ning to take the initiative to stuff it in my hand like this, so I reluctantly accepted it." Young Master Ning is true to his word, he is willing to lose the bet, and the little brother admires and admires!"

Ning Qian's eyes widened when he heard this, and he almost didn't fight with Qin Ran again. What does it mean that he took the initiative to stuff it into Qin Ran's hands? Obviously, this guy took it by force, is it good? When was he willing to gamble and lose???

But he only dared to think about it, and he resisted the urge to do it again. Let's not say that the fight is over, and if you do it again, you will violate the ban on Songling City.

Even if he really did it, he still couldn't beat it......

"Since the fight is over, the little brother won't stay much, Young Master Ning, it's cold on the ground, let's go back and recuperate quickly." Qin Ran chuckled lightly, then turned around and moved, preparing to leave here.

"Young Master Qin, it's not good that you humiliate Ning Qian like this, okay?" And at this moment, a voice came from outside the crowd, causing Qin Ran to pause.

Hearing this, the onlookers made way for it, and a young man who was also fifteen or sixteen years old came here with a smile on his face that looked very kind.

"Whoever insults me should have the consciousness of being humiliated. Qin Ran said lightly, no longer with a smile on his face, but with a hint of coldness, "Wan Heng, do you want to stand up for this Ning family brother?"

When he said this, Qin Ran's eyes narrowed slightly. Of course he knew this guy who appeared out of nowhere, to be precise, familiar couldn't be more familiar.

This guy's name is Wan Heng, he is the son of the Wan family in Songling City, Wan Jia and Qin Ran are both first-class families in Songling City, and their strength is roughly the same, and on weekdays, there are many things that they don't deal with.

However, these are not so important to Qin Ran, after all, the big family in Songling City, if you want to say that there is no friction at all, what about deceiving ghosts?

What really made Qin Ran care was the person behind the ten thousand families.

Xuantian Mansion Holy Son!

As early as many years ago, the Holy Son of Xuantian Mansion casually laid out in this Songling City, wanting to support a force to restrain the Qin family, consume the Qin family's strength, and at the same time a kind of surveillance of the Qin family.

And what the Holy Son of Xuantian Mansion chose was the Wan family that was not even a third-rate force at that time!

The root of Wanjia's soaring into the first-class family in Songling City lies in this!