Cheng Hu and others patted their chests and promised that they would complete the task with quality and quantity.

But after Ding Ning told them to feed the crocodile Kaka and the black panther Dahei every day, the expressions on their faces became extremely wonderful.

They thought they knew the boss Ding Ning well enough, but now they realize that they never seem to see through him.

In particular, the crocodile Kaka and the black panther Dahei squatted on the ground and obeyed Ding Ning's arrangements like elementary school students. Their spirituality made them worship Ding Ning like a mountain.

Ding Ning directed Cheng Hu and the others to knock out the gang of Xiangjiang gangsters in the underground cave and throw them to a remote place. Then he told them to watch out for Yun Sihai, and then he took Ding Luoxue straight to the school.

At Longteng Group, Ding Qianlie listened to Lisa's report expressionlessly.

"Chairman, the killer who assassinated the young master last time has been identified as a suspect after investigation and comparison by Skynet members, but..."

Lisa glanced at Ding Qianlie with a somewhat uneasy expression but hesitated to speak.

"Just what? Say it!"

Ding Qianlie frowned slightly and glanced at Lisa with his beautiful eyes without emotion.

Lisa pursed her lips twice, and under Ding Qianlie's gaze, she said bravely: "That killer is a dead man raised by Su Xu, the second young master of the Su family in Yanjing. His name is Liu Nanxiong. Su Xu has been there for five years."

After meeting Murong Yanran once before, he swore not to marry anyone other than her and regarded her as a forbidden wife. Over the years, anyone of the opposite sex who came close to Murong Yanran was killed by the death warriors he sent."

"Bang!"

Ding Qianlie slapped the table hard, his eyebrows stood up, his beautiful eyes were filled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said: "What a Su Xu, you are so bold, you dare to touch my brother, you are really looking for death."

"Chairman, Su Xu is my wife after all..."

Lisa knew that Ding Qianlie was really angry, and was afraid that she would do impulsive things in anger, so she reminded her carefully.

Ding Qianlie closed his eyes, and his chest rose and fell sharply. It took him a long time to calm down, and his beautiful eyes returned to their usual calmness. He waved his hand a little tiredly: "You go down, I'll be quiet, don't let it go."

Anyone come in and disturb me."

"Yes, Chairman!"

Lisa glanced at her worriedly, pursed her lips, and finally left without saying anything.

"Mom, the killer last time was found out. He is from the Su family. It should be Su Xu who did it."

As soon as Lisa went out, Ding Qianlie took out a mobile phone, turned it on, and made a call, his voice trembling with anger.

"Does he know Ning'er's identity?"

The pleasant woman's voice on the other end of the phone was clearly experiencing violent mood swings, and her overwhelming anger could be felt through the phone.

"That's not true, it should be a coincidence..."

Ding Qianlie told what happened in detail, frowning and said: "My brother happened to be saved by Scar this time. I'm afraid that Su Xu won't let it go. Do you want me..."

"No, you don't have to worry about this. I'll handle it. You're a prodigal. He really thinks of himself as a person. If he dares to touch my son, no matter who he is, he will have to pay the price."

The female voice on the other end of the phone returned to her usual cold tone, her tone full of unquestionable dominance.

"Okay, I'll listen to mom, but if it happens again, mom, don't blame me for making my own decisions."

Ding Qianlie was upset, knowing that his godmother still cared about family ties, so he said unwillingly.

"What's wrong with you kid? You've found a husband and forgotten your mother?"

The woman joked in a narrow-minded way.

"Mom...what did you say!"

A blush appeared on the pretty face of the business goddess, who was always as cold as ice, and she said coquettishly. If anyone saw this little daughter, their eyes would definitely drop in shock.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. I believe Mom, Mom will handle it well. If there is another time, I won't be polite without you having to say it. After all, Ning'er is my son."

The woman paused and said hesitantly: "Lianyou, let's find a chance to meet Ning'er. Why is this child so different from his father? He attracts bees and butterflies all day long. You have to keep a close eye on him."

"Mom...I won't tell you anymore, I'm done!"

Ding Qianlie shyly scolded and hung up the phone in a hurry, his face burning hot.

In Yanjing, in a courtyard with three entrances and three exits, a beautiful woman listened to the sound of hanging up the phone and shook her head in a funny way. This girl seems to really like Ning'er, which is a good thing.

Just thinking about the tragic death of her beloved son, the smile on the woman's face faded little by little, and a chilling icy light flashed in her eyes.

Su Xu, I hope this is just an accident. If I find out that you are targeting Ning'er intentionally, don't blame me for ignoring family ties.

At the end of the courtyard, an old man with gray hair was lying on a rocking chair basking in the sun. An old-fashioned radio in front of his feet was playing the Peking Opera "Shajiabang".

There was also a middle-aged man wearing glasses in the yard, fanning the cattail leaf fan for the old man. When he saw the woman walking over from a distance, he smiled and nodded.

A health doctor in a white coat and two young nurses with serious faces were sitting in the yard, seemingly glancing at the old man inadvertently, but in fact they were always paying attention to his physical condition.

The old man was skinny, eighty or ninety years old, with a wrinkled face, wearing big pants and a white vest. He pulled on his cloth shoes, closed his eyes, and hummed in a low voice along with the radio:

"The morning glow is reflected on Yangcheng Lake, and rows of reeds and rice are planted on the banks. With the hands of the working people, the beautiful land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River is painted. The good mountains and rivers of the motherland are not given up. How can we allow the Japanese aggressors to show off their ferocity! We were wounded in the battle.

I left the battlefield and came to Shajiabang to recuperate. I have missed my comrades and commanders for half a month, and I don’t know where they have moved. The soldiers and civilians are preparing to fight against the "mopping up", and how will they kill the wolves with their arms and swords! The wounded hope to be healthy day and night..."

"Grandpa, I'm here to see you!"

The woman stood aside quietly until the old man's throat was a little dry and he took the tea cup from the life secretary to drink tea, then she came forward to greet him.

"Girl, here we come!"

With the support of two nurses, the old man sat up shakily and showed a kind smile.

"Yes, great-grandpa, how are you doing lately?"

The woman showed a sweet smile, squatted in front of the old man, and gently beat his legs.

The old man looked at her fondly: "It's just like that, I'll have a good life in a few days!"

"Grandpa, you are in good health. Don't say those unlucky words."

The woman looked as coquettish as a little daughter.

"Haha, your body knows it. My great-grandfather is already ninety-eight and doesn't have many days left. That is to say, if you are willing, take the time to see me, an old immortal."

The old man smiled optimistically, looking calm and calm.

The woman's expression darkened, and then she smiled: "Don't say all those depressing words, old man. With your mentality, you will have no problem living for another twenty or thirty years."

"Why live for such a long time? You are a thief if you don't die when you are old, so as not to be hated by people or ghosts. If you leave early, you can go down early to accompany your great-grandmother."

A flash of pity flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes: "But my great grandfather can't bear to leave you. I have suffered for so many years and I won't be willing to see you live a good life."

The woman's eyes were red, but she smiled sweetly: "So, my great-grandfather must live for a few more decades and watch me live a good life."

The old man waved his hand. Knowing that the old man wanted to talk to the woman alone, the life secretary and the medical staff left wisely, but they did not dare to go far and waited in the second courtyard to avoid emergencies.

"Girl, are those little brats bullying you again?"

The old man's dim eyes were shining with wisdom.

"No... no, who can bully me? It's good if I don't bully others."

The woman lowered her head, suppressed the grief in her heart, and said with a forced smile.

The old man took the woman's hand and patted it sympathetically: "While the old man has not yet died, he can still make decisions for you. Who bullies you? Tell your great-grandfather that when your great-grandfather is gone, you will be all on your own."

"Grandpa, no, no one really bullied me. I came here just to ask you that the old man of the Bai family will celebrate his 100th birthday next month. Do you want to go and congratulate him?"

Facing the only old man in the family who loved her, the woman forced herself to hold back her inner sorrow and said with a smile.

"Old man Bai is really alive. He is already a hundred years old. Hey, I would like to see the old man, but... forget it, my body is not convenient for me. You can go on your behalf."

There was a look of nostalgia on the old man's face, he shook his head with some embarrassment and said with a bitter smile: "On my ninetieth birthday, Old Man Bai gave me Wang Xizhi's cursive "Peace Note" as a birthday gift. This time he is celebrating his 100th birthday, so the return gift should not be taken lightly.

Yeah, that old guy likes to pick fights the most."

"Grandpa, there is a Heavenly Sword Master in Ninghai, and his jade carvings are amazing, so I plan to go to Ninghai to visit him and ask him to prepare a birthday gift for the old man of the Qiao family, but you know that I can't leave Yanjing..."

A cunning look flashed in the woman's eyes, and she took the opportunity to speak.

The old man suddenly became interested: "Master Tian Sword? Is he the jade carver who fetched a sky-high price at the auction?"

"Grandpa, I've heard about it too." The woman asked in surprise.

"Well, I heard about it, but I don't know if it's true or not. Girl, I heard that many people are looking for the mysterious Heavenly Sword Master, but no one knows his identity so far. Can you find him in Ninghai?"

The old man seemed to be extremely interested in Master Tianjian and paid special attention to this news.

"Look, this is the work of Master Tian Sword. I gave it to my great-grandpa specially. Others will definitely not be able to find him, but I have a friend who happens to know him. As long as I go to Ninghai, I guarantee that I can ask him to take action."

The woman took out a jade carving from her backpack as if she were offering a treasure. If Ding Ning were here, he would definitely recognize it. It was the jade carving of a lion that shines on the moon that sold for the highest price of 2.3 billion at the auction.

"The lion according to the moon!"

The old man's eyes lit up, and he carefully placed it on his lap, appreciating it carefully. After a long time, he said with full praise: "Wu Xushi is famous for his work. It is indeed the work of the master of the Heavenly Sword. This carving is indeed a miraculous workmanship. It is simply amazing."

It is as pure as nature, with no trace of artificial carving, and it can definitely be regarded as a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. No wonder it can be sold at a sky-high price. Its artistic value far exceeds its actual value."

There was a trace of pride in the woman's eyes, and she almost couldn't help telling the old man that Master Tianjian is my son, your great-great-grandson.

But she endured it in the end. After all, Ding Ning's safety was the first priority. Although her great-grandfather was reliable, he was now plagued by many illnesses and already had early symptoms of Alzheimer's disease. He would spill the beans when he was confused.

, is tantamount to bringing big trouble to Ding Ning.

"Grandpa, this Zhaoyue Lion is not only great at swordsmanship. The most powerful thing is that this Zhaoyue Lion can emit a hazy green light under the moonlight. This lion seems to be alive, with a heavenly sword in its mouth.

vivid."

"Oh, it's so magical. I must take a good look at it tonight, haha."
Chapter completed!