Chapter 1019: Chapter 1008: Ning Qingfeng’s Evil Thoughts
At the very moment when Ning Fan and the black-clad man were parallel in positioning, Ning Fan struck instantly.
With five fingers forming a claw, Ning Fan directly reached out to grab the black-clad man’s back.
If this move hit, with the terrifying force in Ning Fan’s hand, it would be an easy task to render the black-clad man into a state of unconsciousness.
The black-clad man, who had his psychological defenses completely shattered by the previous hammer-on-fingers game, was silenced.
Ning Fan did not wish for this black-clad man to die before his eyes again.
Moreover, by reasoning through relationships, this black-clad man was lurking in the shadows, observing the previous group of black-clad men’s siege on Ning Fan. He should logically rank higher than the previous black-clad man.
If he could catch him, Ning Fan felt he should be able to learn more.
“Rip!”
A crisp sound occurred just as Ning Fan was about to grab his back.
The black-clad man’s body rose into the air, twisting direction forcibly in mid-air, and suddenly plummeting, causing Ning Fan’s iron-like fingers to only rip off a piece of cloth from the rear collar.
“Trying to escape?”
A brilliant light flashed in Ning Fan’s eyes, and he punched forward.
Although that initial grab was narrowly avoided by the black-clad man, Ning Fan knew clearly that in this situation, the black-clad man was definitely affected by the shock’s aftermath and couldn’t be completely unscathed.
With this give and take, Ning Fan was confident that he would disable all resistance within three moves.
“Poof!”
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
The black-clad man suddenly turned back, biting his tongue and spat out a mouthful of black blood with a ferocious face.
His nose wrinkled slightly as he smelled the putrid scent in the blood, startling Ning Fan, who quickly sidestepped to avoid this blood mist attack.
“Hehe, I’ll take your life next time!”
The black-clad man gave Ning Fan a deep look, a wary gaze, and leapt directly five meters away into the moat.
At this time, the night was dark, and the moat’s water was pitch black.
After plunging into the water, the black-clad man rolled several times, submerged in the water, his fate unknown.
“Excellent in water, garbed in black clothes, and possesses an evil technique.”
Ning Fan gazed at the now silent moat waters, lost in thought.
“Ning… Ning Sir.”
After an unknown amount of time, Ouyang Feifei walked up to Ning Fan’s side.
“Did you find any token of identity?”
Ning Fan turned to inquire.
“No…”
Ouyang Feifei pursed her lips and softly said, “We searched all the black-clad men, nothing but clothes and weapons, not a single piece of paper or anything proving identity.”
Though having an inkling of this result in his heart, Ning Fan still felt a headache after hearing Ouyang Feifei’s report.
“Things are tricky now.”
Ning Fan’s face showed a helpless wry smile.
Although with his strength, he wouldn’t be afraid of minor assassination attempts.
However, the enemy is in the dark, while he is in the light.
This ever-present feeling of being targeted from behind, ready to launch a fatal attack, greatly displeased him.
And most importantly, now, he is not the lone Asura of the past.
He has ties and people he wants to protect.
“It’s late, let’s head back first, you’re all bloodied, go back for an early wash and sleep.”
Ning Fan gave a forced smile to Ouyang Feifei and gently reminded her.
“Oh… Even though I was careful enough, still got stained with blood, this dress is ruined.”
Ouyang Feifei looked at the dark red bloodstains on her body, wrinkled her nose at the pungent smell, and pouted.
“Alright, I’ll accompany you shopping sometime and get a new one.”
Ning Fan spread his hands in resignation.
In the subordinate role, Ouyang Feifei is very competent, saving him a lot of trouble in running the Dragon City Branch Company.
But Ouyang Feifei’s occasional display of girlish shyness indeed gave Ning Fan a considerable headache.
“Okay, you said it, I’ll wait for you!”
Ouyang Feifei giggled, slightly bowed, and after bidding farewell to Ning Fan, turned to leave.
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The night was deep, within the inner courtyard of the Ning Family in Dragon City.
The black-clad man, soaking wet, trembled slightly, gently pushed open the courtyard wooden door.
“Wow…”
Just after standing, he spat out a mouthful of black blood.
Supporting himself on his knees, the black-clad man took heavy breaths, his face deathly pale as huge beads of sweat continually dripped from his forehead.
“What happened?”
A cold voice came from behind him.
The black-clad man turned to see Ning Qingfeng’s emotionless eyes.
“Mas… Master.”
The black-clad man propped himself, barely bowing in salute.
“Why are you so beat up? Did my brother’s people succeed?”
Ning Qingfeng frowned slightly, asked coldly.
“No, the target was too tough, the eldest young master’s men were all killed.”
The black-clad man replied with a trembling voice.
“And you, you were discovered as well?”
Ning Qingfeng squinted his eyes, asking slowly.
“No… the eldest young master’s men were being tortured, about to confess, I was afraid he’d expose the Ning Family, so I killed him and was discovered by someone.”
“Luckily, quick thinking allowed me not to be captured alive.”
The black-clad man displayed a look of relief.
Whenever he thought of Ning Fan’s two sharp and unmatched fist claws after catching up, his heart trembled with fear.
If he hadn’t made a prompt decision to trade injury for space and jump into the moat, he might now be a cold corpse like the eldest young master’s men.
“Well done, go and rest.”
Ning Qingfeng’s expression remained indifferent as he spoke coldly.
“Thank you, Master.”
The black-clad man coughed, bowed his head, and turned to leave.
“Wait…”
Ning Qingfeng stopped the black-clad man, a flick of his sleeve, and an elixir fell out.
“This is a Qi Nourishing Pill, take it back and swallow with warm water, it will help your injuries.”
“Thank you, Master!”
The black-clad man’s eyes showed a touched expression, bowed ninety degrees, and accepted the yellow elixir offered by Ning Qingfeng, then left.
“Ning Fan… surprisingly has such strength already?”
After the black-clad man left, Ning Qingfeng stood alone in the inner courtyard, deeply furrowed brows as he murmured, “That boy was indeed a martial arts prodigy back then but not to this extent.”
“My brother’s personnel all wiped out, and even he was seriously injured, which is beyond my expectations.”
Ning Qingfeng took a deep breath, thoughts turning rapidly, murmuring, “It seems the maneuver of setting the tiger against the wolf isn’t as easy as I thought.”
Sorting his thoughts, Ning Qingfeng contemplated how to persuade Ning Jianyang to make another move against Ning Fan.
Meanwhile, thinking how to seize the opportunity, to profit from their struggle, ultimately becoming the Ning Family Head.
Indeed, from the beginning, Ning Qingfeng’s target was the position of Ning Family Head!