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Heavenly King Street, Haotian Bar.
Before Xiao Ning left, he planned to reorganize the underground forces in Zongyang County. He still needed someone to take care of the orphanage.
However, when he arrived, he was surprised to find that the entire Haotian Bar was closed for business. Master Li's real name was Li Anren. At this moment, his hands were bandaged and he sat in the hall as if he had lost his parents.
"Who did it?"
Desolate Ning frowned. As a martial artist who had cultivated his Qi, this Li Anren was quite strong. That night, he ate his finger and his hands were fine. How could his hands be broken now?
Li Anren was working for him now. Now that he was beaten up, he had to look at his master!
"Milord, you have to stand up for me.”
When Li Anren saw Xiao Ning, he immediately knelt on the ground and cried.
His hands were crippled and he could not use his martial arts. If his former enemies came knocking on his door, his fate would be extremely miserable.
"Tell me, what happened?"
Desolate Ning's tone turned cold, his aura was like an abyss. Li Anren's strength was so weak in Desolate Ning's eyes, but in the small Zongyang County, he was the top. Someone could break his hands and let him go, so he must have nothing to fear.
"It's the Yang Family of Central China."
Li Anren raised his head and said in horror.
"How many people came?"
Desolate Ning raised his eyebrows and said indifferently.
"One person! I couldn't withstand the power of his punch and both my arms were crippled.”
Li Anren said in fear, his eyes drifting towards Xiao Ning. He wanted to see something on Xiao Ning's face. Yang Qi's strength was too terrifying, he didn't know if this young Master Xiao could withstand it.
He was the one who killed Zhang Long. If Desolate Ning couldn't stop him, he would die for sure.
"How did you come back?"
Desolate Ning flicked his fingers and coldly looked at Li Daren who was kneeling on the ground.
"This subordinate deserves to die. Please spare my life. They wanted me to pass a message to you, so they didn't kill me.”
Li Daren was lying on the ground, his forehead covered in cold sweat. In an instant, he felt the terrifying killing intent from Desolate Ning.
It was a terrifying killing intent that could kill millions and treat all living things like ants.
"What message?"
Desolate Ning's killing intent disappeared in an instant as he said calmly.
"He…he wants you to tie your hands and go to the island tonight. Kneel in front of Zhang Long's tomb and kowtow 999 times. Otherwise, destroy the orphanage and kill everyone related to you.”
Li Anren collapsed to the ground, his face pale.
Desolate Ning's eyes turned cold and a smile appeared on his face. However, in Li Anren's eyes, it was like a devil's smile.
The Yang family? He wondered if he was a descendant of Yang Guo from the Divine Condor World.
"Prepare a boat for me."
Xiao Ning took out a bottle of 1968 red wine from the wine cabinet, poured himself a glass, and drank it in one gulp.
"Yes, my lord!"
Li Daren got up from the ground and ran outside.
Dark clouds covered the sky, and the night was dark and windy. Night soon arrived.
Xiao Ning and Li Daren took a speedboat to the island in the center of Qingshan Lake.
Desolate Ning's eyes swept over the surroundings.
The island was not big, the size of a few football fields. It was still under development and there were not many people. Surrounded by water on all sides, it could be considered a place to kill and dump corpses.
"Li Daren, you actually dare to come!”
There were a few people standing in front of the dock. One of them was a middle-aged man with a golden chain around his neck and a cigar in his mouth. He looked at Li Anren and Xiao Ning mockingly.
"Jin Daya, don't think that you can become the underworld boss of Zongyang County just because you have the support of the Yang family.”
Li Daren said angrily. If it wasn't for the Yang family's support, he could solve this problem in a minute, but now he dared to mock him.
"Haha, you still dare to be arrogant after having your hands broken by Yang Seventh Master. I thought you would bring someone over, but I didn't expect you to bring a yellow-haired kid who still smells of his milk.”
Jin Daya flicked the ash off his cigar and mocked Xiao Ning.
"Where is Yang Qi?"
Desolate Ning said calmly.
"Damn it, you were the one who called Seventh Master's name.”
Jin Daya shouted. He obviously didn't put Desolate Ning in his eyes. His words were extremely arrogant.
"Your name is Jin Daya, right?"
Desolate Ning's words were indifferent as he raised his right hand slightly.
"That's right, it's your Master Jin!"
Jin Daya had an arrogant look on his face. With the support of the Yang family, he was overconfident.
"I wonder what your name would be like if you lost your golden teeth.”
"Boom ~"
In the blink of an eye, an air wave shot out from Xiao Ning's right hand.
"Ah ~"
Jin Daya screamed. The cigar in his mouth was flicked into his throat, and his golden teeth flowed out with blood. The intense pain made him roll on the ground.
"Your Excellency, you have good finger techniques. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe that there would be such a young martial artist.”
A deep voice came from the water in the distance.
Everyone looked over and saw a white mark across the dark lake, extending all the way to the shore.
A figure soared into the sky from the white mark. It circled in the air like an eagle and finally landed on the shore.
The entire place was deathly silent. Other than the whistling wind, there was no other sound.
Under the light, the figure of a middle-aged man was revealed. His entire body was soaked in the lake water. He was wearing a black exercise suit and black cloth shoes. He looked to be in his thirties. There was a scar on his face, making him look very ferocious.
"Internal strength can be released and released by the heart, and martial arts can be mastered!”
Li Anren cried out in horror, the uneasiness and fear in his heart increasing.
He had fought with Desolate Ning and Yang Qi before. Desolate Ning's inner strength was like a Grandmaster, but he wasn't sure. Seventeen-year-old Martial Artists were rare, let alone Seventeen-year-old Martial Grandmasters. No one would believe it.
In terms of combat strength, Desolate Ning could take the attack, but Yang Qi had broken his hands. In terms of combat strength, Desolate Ning was weaker.
This caused Anren Li's confidence to be severely lacking, and the fear in his heart deepened.
"You are Desolate Ning?"
The man's voice was heavy and his eyes were indifferent.
"That's right!"
Desolate Ning's face was calm as he looked at Yang Qi who was walking on the water.
"Kneel down and I'll spare your life!"
Yang Qi's face turned cold. He didn't expect Desolate Ning to be unmoved by his power, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Is your ancestor Yang Guo?"
Desolate Ning suddenly asked.
"That's right, my Yang family's ancestor is the Condor Hero Yang Guo!”
Although Yang Qi didn't know why Xiao Ning would ask this question, he still proudly told him his ancestor's name.
Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, was famous throughout the ancient martial arts world. Even after a thousand years, his name was still remembered by the world, and his story was written into a television series by later generations.
"Since you are Yang Guo, as long as you can block my finger, I will spare your life!”
Desolate Ning's tone was cold. A thought flashed through his mind, but he still needed to verify it.
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