Chapter 1050: Chapter 1039: Another Assassination
Within the Dragon City Branch Company.
It was already the time to clock off in the afternoon, and Ning Fan was walking with Ouyang Feifei toward the company entrance.
At this time typically, the doorway would be crowded with employees rushing to finish work.
But strangely, today the company entrance was deserted; the usual listless, lethargic, and unprofessional security guards now stood upright, full of energy, like a row of javelins.
“What’s going on today, did all the departments collectively forget the time to finish work?”
Ning Fan curiously looked at the empty company hall and asked.
“Everyone’s working overtime; the newly promoted supervisors want to turn around the company’s losses from the first half of the year, and they’re putting in lots of effort.”
Ouyang Feifei brushed aside the hair hanging down her cheek and said with a smile.
She really was in a good mood today.
“Overtime? I never said there should be overtime. Now that the company is sealed, there’s nothing to do, so what’s the point of overtime.”
Ning Fan raised his eyebrows and asked, somewhat puzzled.
“It’s all voluntary.”
Ouyang Feifei laughed and said, “As for the company’s sealing problem, it’s been resolved. The Dragon City of Commerce has returned the company’s accounts and personally apologized. All departments want to seize the time to work and contribute to Mr. Ning.”
Looks like having a dog indeed has its benefits.
An image of Ma Jianguo’s humble demeanor flashed through Ning Fan’s mind, and he let out a cold laugh, striding out of the company.
Ouyang Feifei quickly followed, sticking close to Ning Fan, her voice crisp like an oriole: “Hey, clothes haven’t been changed for a long time, I don’t have anything to wear.”
Ning Fan turned his head, seeing Ouyang Feifei pouting, smiled inwardly, and ruffled her hair, saying: “Alright, stop pretending, don’t think I don’t know your clothes have almost filled the wardrobe.”
“I don’t like those.”
Ouyang Feifei felt the warmth of Ning Fan’s palm and comfortably squinted her eyes.
“I’ll take you to buy new ones; I promised you last time, now I’ll keep it.”
Ning Fan naturally knew what was on Ouyang Feifei’s mind, smiled slightly, and said.
“Okay!”
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Feifei’s pout immediately curved into a crescent moon smile.
The two arrived at the Wan Tong Plaza at the center of Dragon City’s commercial street, beginning to browse like a couple.
Within Wan Tong Plaza, there were luxurious shops galore with hefty price tags.
But for Ning Fan, money was just a string of numbers, with no real meaning, so naturally he didn’t care about the prices. Wherever Ouyang Feifei’s gaze lingered on an outfit for a moment, he would unhesitatingly have the service staff wrap it up.
Seeing such a big spender arrive, the staff were all excited, bustling around Ouyang Feifei, with endless colorful praises like flowing water.
Of course, Ouyang Feifei’s beautiful face and curvaceous figure perfectly showcased the intricate designs and essence of those luxurious items.
The young and wealthy Ning Fan, with the charming and smiling Ouyang Feifei, the two were like a golden couple, strolling through the Wan Tong Plaza all afternoon.
At a milk tea shop, Ouyang Feifei sat on a chair, took a long sip of lemon water, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and showed a satisfied expression.
“Thank you… Mr. Ning.”
Ouyang Feifei’s gaze lingered on Ning Fan, speaking softly.
“Careful!”
Just as Ning Fan was about to reply, his expression suddenly changed, and he darted towards Ouyang Feifei, directly embracing her.
“Bang…”
A muffled sound, and the chairs in the milk tea shop were knocked over by Ning Fan.
Holding Ouyang Feifei, Ning Fan twisted mid-air before landing, using his back to cushion the fall and prevent Ouyang Feifei from getting hurt.
“Whoosh!”
While Ouyang Feifei still didn’t understand what was happening, a piercing sound suddenly echoed.
The glass walls around the milk tea shop shattered instantly under immense pressure, falling to pieces!
“It’s an ambush.”
Ning Fan whispered into Ouyang Feifei’s ear, “Don’t move, I’ll go check what’s happening.”
In the milk tea shop, sounds of screaming and running were incessant.
The sudden shattering of the glass walls plunged the customers in the shop into extreme panic, and everyone began to scatter, blindly running in different directions.
But they clearly didn’t realize that this didn’t save them; instead, it pushed them into the depths of despair.
“What did I hear? Screams, ha ha, it’s really interesting.”
A raspy voice like grinding stones suddenly rang out.
A figure abruptly stood among the scattered crowd, like a solid pillar.
Duan Liuyun grabbed a panic-stricken woman who had bumped into his arms, tightening five fingers, directly choking her delicate neck.
“Let go of me, what do you want, let me go!”
The woman was frightened, feeling her feet leaving the ground, she flailed and kicked in terror, her mouth emitting shrill screams.
A look of disdain flashed in Duan Liuyun’s eyes; exerting force, he twisted the woman’s neck, tossing her aside like garbage.
“Stupid mortals, so noisy.”
Having killed someone with disregard, Duan Liuyun looked up, directing his gaze toward the milk tea shop’s sole person who hadn’t fled—Ning Fan. A cold smile curled at his lips, beckoning Ning Fan with his finger.
The aura of a Martial Cultivator…
Ning Fan instantly furrowed his brows; in that moment, he felt the terrifying pressure emitting relentlessly from the figure opposite him.
This pressure was incredibly sharp, like countless long swords, radiating a fierce chill.
“An excellent target, not fleeing in panic as I expected, looks like the boss’s choice of target remains correct indeed.”
Duan Liuyun sneered, taking large strides toward Ning Fan.
A step of three meters!
His movements didn’t appear fast, yet within a few steps, Duan Liuyun was already standing before Ning Fan, his gaze as sharp as a sword!
“Mr. Ning, watch out!”
A sharp cry sounded, Ouyang Feifei suddenly made a move, delivering a side kick towards Duan Liuyun.
At that moment, she too felt a deep sense of crisis, yet she suppressed her fear, launching an attack on Ning Fan’s behalf.
Shadow Team is Mr. Ning’s shadow; before I die, I absolutely won’t let Mr. Ning get hurt!
A flash of determination crossed Ouyang Feifei’s eyes, and she bit her lip.
“Heh, courting death!”
A trace of disdain flickered in Duan Liuyun’s eyes, and with a flick of his fingers forming a sword, a cold gleam shot from his fingertips toward Ouyang Feifei’s heart.
“Clang!”
The sound of metallic clash resonated; in a critical moment, Ning Fan swiftly moved forward, lifting a table beside him to block the insidious attack.
In an instant, the solid wooden table shattered into dust!