Seeing Yan Zheng's a little angry, Nangong Jingyang leaned against the back of the seat, chuckled, and said indifferently: "Master Yan Zheng thinks that if I'm joking, you can leave as long as possible."

Yan Zheng laughed in anger: "Haha, you really don't think about it anymore?"

Nangong Jingyang shook his head confidently and said with a decisive note: "There is no possibility of consideration. Master Yanzheng accepts it if he is willing, and give up if he is unwilling."

When Yan Zheng heard this, his face became cold and he said in a low voice: "Donor Nangong, I think you can consider this matter again. I will give the donor three days to consider it. After three days, I hope to get a satisfactory answer from the donor."

"Three days?" Nangong Jingyang looked at him lazily and sneered, "Master Yanzheng, I think it takes less than three days. I can tell you now that it is impossible."

"Either you accept my conditions or you don't have to talk about anything in the future. This is my attitude and will never change."

Yan Zheng Shaolin has a high prestige.

But no one expected that when he came, he would speak loudly, shamelessly trying to take away 40% of the income of the entire Nangong family.

Where is this the monk?!

It's no different from a robber!

Of course, Nangong Jingyang would not let him do what he wanted.

Otherwise, if the Nangong family is made of mud, anyone can come up and bite a piece of meat.

Yan Zheng slowly stood up, stared at Nangong Jingyang for a moment, and then showed a meaningful smile on his face: "Donor Nangong, there is no absolute in the world, I think you will definitely change your mind."

Nangong Jingyang seemed to have no concern about such a threat, and said without changing his face: "Oh, is that right? Master Yanzheng, don't talk too much, otherwise the slap in the face will be unfavorable."

Yan Zheng suddenly changed the topic and said, "Donor Nangong, I guess you were involved on the night Huo Tianlong died, right?"

When Nangong Jingyang heard him talk about what happened that night in Baiyun Villa, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and then pretended to be unknown and said, "Master Yanzheng, why can't I understand at all?"

"I don't understand?" Yan Zheng saw that he pretended to be confused with his understanding, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Nangong donor, there is a saying that you don't know, unless you don't do it yourself. You won't think there is really an airtight wall in this world!"

Nangong Jingyang's expression suddenly changed after hearing this.

Could it be...this guy knows what happened that night?

But no one knows about this except Lu Yu and Huang Lei.

Could it be...what they said it?

It seems that this is completely possible.

Because Yan Zheng in front of him was too strong, he might have used some means to force him.

Thinking of this, Nangong Jingyang looked up at Yan Zheng, squinted his eyes and said, "Master Yan Zheng, are you threatening me?"

"Threat? Haha!" Yan Zheng smiled softly, his laughter was full of disdain, and then he spoke slowly, "I am just talking about a fact. As for whether it is a threat, it depends on what you think, donor."

A cold light flashed in Nangong Jingyang's eyes, and a strong murderous intent was already developed in his heart for Yan Zheng.

However, although Yan Zheng felt the murderous intent emitted from Nangong's spine, he didn't care at all.

It seemed as if he didn't take Nangong Jingyang seriously at all.

Yan Zheng continued to say, "Donor Nangong, I know that Huo Tianlong's death has nothing directly to you, but if we Shaolin pursue it, you may have to give me Shaolin an explanation at that time."

"Otherwise, with the current strength of your Nangong family, you may not be able to bear the terrible consequences you will face, right?"

Dare to threaten yourself like this in your own home?

Nangong Jingyang's eyes when he looked at Yan Zheng were already full of murderous intent, without any concealment.

"Donor Nangong, are you trying to kill me?"

Facing the unconcealed murderous intent on his body, Yan Zheng seemed very calm and said with a contemptuous smile on his lips:

"Nangong donor, I advise you not to think of some naive things. Do you think you have the ability to kill me? Even if you have the ability to kill me, have you ever thought about the final consequences? Is that the result that you, or your Nangong family can bear?"

When Nangong Jingyang heard him say this, his face suddenly became unstable.

"Amitabha."

Yan Zheng got the answer he wanted from Nangong Jingyang's reaction. He glanced at him contemptuously before continuing:

"Donor, I will say this. It's still late. I won't bother you anymore. I just hope that I can get good news from the donor when I meet next time."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Nangong Jingyang to react, and turned around and walked towards the door of the hall.

Looking at his crazy back, Nangong Jingyang was so angry that he almost slapped the coffee table in front of him.

However, when Yan Zheng had just stepped out of the hall, Nangong Qiyu's voice sounded.

"Stinky monk, stop me."

I saw Nangong Qiyu and five people walking towards this side.

Previously, Nangong Qiyu was slapped by Yan Zheng twice at the entrance of the manor. The first thing he did after he woke up was to ask Hua Yuerong.

After learning that Yan Zheng was in the hall at this time, he immediately summoned several mid-stage warriors from Huajin in the manor and rushed over, intending to teach Yan Zheng a good lesson, and let out a strong anger.

Unexpectedly, when he first came, he happened to see Yan being about to leave, so he blurted out and called him.

After Yanzheng saw that the person coming was Nangong Qiyu, he showed a faint smile on his face.

However, before his smile could be unfolded, Nangong Qiyu said something gloomy.

"Damn bald donkey, you fucking dare to type lowercase. I have to break your dog's legs today."

Nangong Qiyu and his men didn't need his orders at all, so they quickly came to Yanzheng and blocked Yanzheng's way.

Yan Zheng heard him scold him for being a bald donkey, his hands trembled slightly, his eyes looked at Nangong Qiyu without any emotion, and asked in a cold voice: "What did you call me just now? Can you say it again and listen?"

Of course, Nangong Qiyu didn't realize what kind of tough character he was facing. He rubbed his cheeks that were still red and swollen, and looked at him mockingly and said:

"I didn't expect you to have such a request. Then I'll give you a little kindness to satisfy your wish."

After saying that, he pointed at Yan Zheng and said fiercely: "Die bald donkey, I'm calling you a dying bald donkey. Have you heard it clearly? You don't fucking look at where this place is, but you actually came to my house. The person came, broke his leg."

As soon as he said that, the people he brought quickly surrounded Yan Zheng.

At this time, Nangong Jingyang, who was extremely angry in his heart, also discovered an abnormality at the door.
Chapter completed!