When Ning Rui and Ning Tao returned to Ning's house, Mr. Ning was already waiting eagerly in the room. In addition, there were two more people in the living room.

One was Zhou Teng, whom Ning Tao had met, and the other was a middle-aged man with fair face and beardless appearance, cleanly dressed, Ning Yucai, the second son of the Ning family.

"Ning Tao, is the matter handled smoothly?"

As soon as he arrived at the hall, Mr. Ning's eyes lit up. He looked up and down and said with concern.

"Well, thank you Mr. Ning for this matter!"

Ning Tao is not a fool. Through Ning Rui's few words on the road, he already understood almost everything.

Although the old man is old, his mind is absolutely clear. He did not mention anything about Ning Tao's actions, which is wisdom. The act of borrowing a gun in the front and wiping his butt in the back have already shown his attitude.

Ning Tao was also filled with emotion. He had to admit that in China nowadays, the efficiency of wealthy families in doing things is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

In comparison, to a certain extent, the Alliance is much worse, and all he can rely on is passive acceptance.

"Haha, you are kind to the Ning family, and now you are considered a member of my Ning family. There is no reason why the Ning family should not protect their own family!" Mr. Ning smiled slightly and was in a good mood.

"Well, we are all a family. Don't be polite from now on. Ning Tao, if you encounter anything in the future, just call me. I believe I can still help you!"

As soon as Mr. Ning finished speaking, Ning Yucai also looked at Ning Tao and added something meaningful.

The person in front of me, Ning Tao, had met him two days ago, but before that, he was often seen on TV. He was a real big boss and a powerful figure. He did not dare to neglect and said hurriedly, "Thank you Ning Tao."

uncle!"

"Okay, you two are tired after working all afternoon. Xiaorui, take your brother Ning to have a rest. Ning Tao, don't forget to give me acupuncture later!" Seeing that Ning Tao was fine, Ning Zhen saw that Ning Tao was fine.

The old man finally felt relieved and waved his hands to the two of them.

The three of them got together, and Ning Tao knew that the other party must have something to say, so he didn't want to disturb them, so he agreed and left.

"Dad, of course we didn't eat this. But the Ning family really didn't tell Ning Tao about this?"

Looking at Ning Tao's back, Ning Yucai had a complex expression. After confirming that the two were far away, he looked back at Ning Laodao.

With the power of the Ning family, under the instructions of Mr. Ning, it took almost three to five days to check Ning Tao's background. In addition, with the help of the gauze that Ning Tao replaced, the Ning family quietly did

I took a DNA test, and the results confirmed beyond a doubt that Ning Tao is a member of the Ning family.

When he saw the result, Mr. Ning almost burst into tears and couldn't help himself. He threatened that he would die without regrets in this life.

Mr. Ning shook his head and said, "Don't tell him yet. After all, Ning Tao has been separated from the Ning family for too long. Once the boss finds out, the current situation may not be a good thing!"

After finishing speaking, the old man sighed again and said with some regret, "It's just a pity that now that Ning Tao is a monk, there is no hope of entering the officialdom in this life. Let's go through this hurdle first!"

"Dad, the Du family is really bullying people too much. The grudges 20 years ago have not been settled yet, and now they are targeting Ning Tao. This tone cannot be tolerated!

Ning Yucai struggled for a moment, and his words were full of anger.

Ning Lao said, "The Du family has done too much in recent years, just to beat one or two. I have contacted several old men from the Li family to play chess tomorrow. The arms and legs are not moving, and people have forgotten our existence.

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These words are nothing to ordinary people's ears, but Ning Yucai couldn't help but said, "Dad, could it be..."

"Don't think about it. Nowadays, China is developing rapidly and the political situation cannot be disrupted. All we old guys can do is help you young people maintain order and try to clear some obstacles. However, you still have to grasp the overall situation and means!

"

Ning Yucai was thoughtful after hearing the words, looked at Zhou Teng and then nodded, "I understand!"

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Du's house, guest room.

There was a pungent smell of disinfectant in the room, and there were a bunch of medical bottles and cans inside. It could be called a small ward.

On the bed, Qian Hongda was lying on the bed with his eyes open, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Two days have passed since what happened that day, and the terrifying sword still echoes in his mind. It was that sword that took away his arm.

However, compared to his missing arm, what followed was more serious. In two days, the military sealed off all the Emei strongholds in Jinghua and arrested many Emei monks on the grounds of rectification, cult, firefighting and other reasons.

This matter has caused huge repercussions in the alliance, but strangely, the Emei faction has remained silent. Let alone protesting to the government, they have not even made a sound, as if they are not arresting people from the Emei faction.

The outside world has speculated about this, but probably no one knows the truth better than Qian Hong.

The government has seized on the reason, kidnapped ordinary people, and attacked the alliance monks. No matter which one, it is enough to give the Emei faction a drink.

In fact, neither of these is a big deal. It's just that we are afraid of taking things seriously. Once someone with a bad intention targets anything, it will be a disaster.

If this is the case alone, the Emei Sect is not a vegetarian, so it naturally has to resort to various measures, and it happens to be mixed with the Wudang Sect.

If you attack Wudang disciples and it becomes a big deal, don't you think so many people in Emei have died, do you really think that Wudang is fake?

This time the Emei sect had to talk about suffering and swallowed the bitter pill abruptly. The mood of Qian Hong, the instigator, can be imagined.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, and Du Fangyuan and Du Hui came after get off work.

"master!"

Qian Hong turned around and saw Du Fangyuan, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.

"Well, how is the recovery from the injury?" Du Fangyuan looked calm, looked at the bottle, and said.

It's nothing serious. Qian Hong shook his head, hesitated and said, "Master, this time,..."

Before Qian Hong could finish his words, Du Fangyuan raised his hand to stop him.

"Brother Qian, there is no need to blame yourself anymore. You were working for my Du family this time. It's no wonder that something happened suddenly. You should take good care of your injuries. As for the disciples who were arrested in Emei, I will find a way to get them out this morning. Those who died in the battle

My disciple of the Du family will give him a grand burial!"

"As for Elder Changkong's visit this time, my Du family will definitely explain the situation to him. You can rest assured that as long as the Du family is here, they will ensure that Emei is worry-free.

"

When meeting such a person in charge, Qian Hong could not say anything except being moved. He could only choke up and said, "Thank you, sir."

"Well, take good care of yourself. The Du family can't live without you."

Du Fangyuan nodded, then turned around and asked the doctor again, then turned around and walked out the door.

Seven or eight minutes later, Du Hui walked out the door with a solemn expression, looked around the living room, and then headed to the study.
Chapter completed!