evening.

After Liang Jingzhi finished dinner, he received a call from Mr. Liang to accompany him.

"Master, it's not good! Mr. Liang has been kidnapped."

"What's going on?" Liang Jingzhi's eyebrows became a little sharp, and his voice was slightly deep, "Where are the people arranged to protect you along the road?"

The Liang family is the most wealthy family in the imperial capital.

Mr. Liang is the mainstay of the Liang family, and I don’t know how many people are watching him.

When Mr. Liang returned to the imperial capital, Liang Jingzhi arranged a lot of people to protect him secretly just in case.

Unexpectedly, something happened.

Mr. Liang’s heart...

Thinking of this, the warmth in Liang Jingzhi's eyes disappeared little by little.

The escort was very nervous.

"After we sent Mr. Liang back to the Liang family, we withdrew some of his people first."

"Later, Liang Qizheng and Mr. Liang went to the study to talk about something. When our people realized something was wrong and knocked on the door and entered, the old man was no longer in the study. The Liang family had searched everywhere and it was confirmed that he was missing."

Liang Jingzhi pulled on a coat and put it on, grabbed the car keys and walked out.

The gorgeous sunset was reflected in his eyes, which were brilliant but even more unfathomable.

"Keep an eye on Liang Qizheng. I'll be right over. I'll also quickly arrange for someone to find the old man."

"yes."

---

Liang family.

The storage room was dark and cramped, with a damp smell everywhere.

Liang Qizheng was curled up on the ground, his face slightly deformed by the soles of his shoes. His voice was forced out with difficulty and trembling, "What are you doing? This is the Liang family! I am Liang Qizheng."

The force on the face being stepped on was a bit stronger.

It became extremely difficult for Liang Qizheng to even speak.

Sudden.

The door to the storage room was opened.

The bright light from outside came through, Liang Qizheng squinted his eyes, and reflexively looked towards the light source.

I saw a tall and tall figure walking in step by step.

"Liang Jingzhi, it's you!" Liang Qizheng struggled to move, "I'm your second uncle, what are you going to do?!"

Liang Jingzhi looked at him condescendingly, with a sneer on his lips, "Stop talking nonsense, where did you take the old man?"

The foot that was on Liang Qizheng's face was slightly loosened.

Liang Qizheng's face stiffened for a moment, his expression flickering, "I don't know what you mean by that."

"Don't know?" Liang Jingzhi stared at him with condensed eyes and signaled to Liang Feng with his eyes.

Liang Feng understood immediately, took two steps forward, and directly removed one of Liang Qizheng's arms.

In an instant, painful cries pierced the sky.

Liang Jingzhi's face remained calm, without even frowning, and his tone was cold, "Do you know what it means now?"

Liang Qizheng was shaking all over in pain, his mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and he couldn't even form a sentence, "I..."

"Liang Feng, my arms and legs have been removed, just stay alive."

Liang Feng stepped forward.

Liang Qizheng's pupils were so frightened that he hid back with difficulty, tears mixed with sweat, "It's me, it's me, I was the one who took Mr. Liang away, but I really don't know where Mr. Liang is now."

Liang Jingzhi narrowed his eyes and signaled to Liang Feng again.

"What I said was true. I took him away. But the old man said he had heartache on the way, so my man quickly stopped the car and contacted the doctor. I didn't expect that the old man was cheating. So, I don't know where the old man is now."

Liang Jingzhi tapped his pants twice and uttered two words: "Go and check."

Ten minutes later, Liang Yu came in and said respectfully: "Boss, I checked the driving recorder and it is indeed the same as what Liang Qizheng said. The old man got off the car near the Chinese Painting Association. The surveillance is being adjusted, but no trace has been found yet."

"Yeah." Liang Jingzhi responded, turned around and walked out.

Liang Qizheng became anxious instantly, "Jingzhi, please let me go quickly."

Liang Jingzhi's footsteps did not stop.

Liang Qizheng suddenly screamed hysterically, "Liang Jingzhi, I'm warning you, you'd better restrain yourself, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"You're welcome?" Liang Jingzhi turned around, raised his chin slightly, and his contemptuous eyes fell on Liang Qizheng, "You can try it."

---

the other side.

Chinese Painting Association.

Fang Hanlin handed Jiang Nan the membership identification card of the Chinese Painting Association that he had prepared long ago.

"Ms. Jiang, this card can be used freely within the association, and it is also an identifier of your identity."

As Fang Hanlin was talking, he paused for a moment, coughed, and spoke uncomfortably,

"When my subordinates were making identification cards, they accidentally wrote down your identity by one word."

Jiang Nan raised his eyelids and looked at Fang Hanlin's evasive eyes, feeling that something was wrong.

She took out her member identification card and turned to the name and identity description on the back.

Name: Jiang Nan.

Position: Vice President.

Jiang Nan squinted his eyes, and his long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his slightly blue eyes, "Did you write a wrong word?"

Member, can I write it as vice president by mistake?

Fang Hanlin also felt that this matter was a bit unethical.

He laughed twice and started to act rogue, "Ms. Jiang, you are the founder of the Wild Style School, how can you just be a member of the association?"

If he hadn't been worried about Jiang Nan being angry, he would have even wanted to directly give the position of president to Jiang Nan.

Jiang Nan's face was expressionless.

"Miss Jiang, there's nothing I can do about it." Fang Hanlin gritted his teeth and began to wipe his tears, "The three major alliances of Qin, Qi, and Shu laugh at us every day for not even having a vice-president, and I suffer too."

Qinqi book...

Jiang Nan's lowered eyebrows twinkled slightly.

Seeing Fang Hanlin crying more and more, Jiang Nan pinched the corners of his eyes helplessly, "Stop crying, the vice president is not helpless."

Four major alliances.

Everything is available.

She is not afraid of another Chinese painting association.

---

From the Chinese Painting Association.

Jiang Nan didn't take two steps when she received a call from Lou Shuyun, "Jiang Jiang, I've finally finished my announcement! I've returned to the imperial capital. Do you want to come out for a meal together?"

Jiang Nan hadn't seen Lou Shuyun for a long time. When he heard Lou Shuyun's purring voice, he felt a little better inexplicably, "Okay."

"Jiang Jiang, where are you now? Let me see if you are far away."

"I'm in the Chinese Painting Association."

Lou Shuyun's eyes paused for a moment.

Chinese Painting Association?

Isn’t that the place where the four major alliances meet?

When did Jiang Nan get involved with the Four Leagues?

He must have been passing by.

Lou Shuyun thought for a while and couldn't figure it out, but it didn't hinder her enthusiasm for cooking, "I'm not far from you. Jiang Jiang, please wait for me nearby. I'll be there in half an hour."

Jiang Nan: "Okay."

Half an hour later.

As soon as the car stopped, Lou Shuyun couldn't wait to get out of the car and waved to Jiang Nan.

at the same time.
To be continued...