"Crack!"
I saw them bite hard with their teeth.
Throat rolls.
Then he looked relieved.
"not good!"
Wen Qinglan saw it and said, "Ning Chen, they committed suicide by taking poison!"
"A dead soldier?"
Ning Chen's face was expressionless.
"That's right! We are dead soldiers. It can only be said that we are unlucky to fall into the hands of such a young master of transformation today!"
Brother Nie sneered: "However, it is absolutely impossible for you to get information out of us."
"Your life is your own."
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Ning Chen advised: "Why sacrifice your life for others."
"what do you know?"
The face of the burly man, Old Yu, had changed, and the corners of his mouth and nostrils were bleeding continuously.
"Our family is controlled by the family. This mission failed. If we go back, we will kill everyone. It is better to die here. At least our family can survive..."
After saying this, both people fell to the ground.
Blood foam kept pouring out of the corners of his mouth.
His eyes rolled up as well.
"Pity……"
Wen Qinglan bit her lip.
Just let them die like this, and the clues will be lost.
Will the family they talk about continue to kidnap them in the future?
Just when Wen Qinglan thought so, Ning Chen had already walked to the two dead warriors.
He looked down at them with cold eyes.
"In front of me, life or death is not up to you?"
After saying that, he pointed out.
Dozens of strands of true energy surged out and turned into steel needles, piercing into the acupuncture points around the two dead men.
"ah……"
"You...what did you do?"
The two dead men were horrified.
"It's just a matter of sealing your fate."
Ning Chen said calmly: "If you live in this state for another seven days and seven nights, you will not die."
"On the eighth day, his whole body will be full of ulcers, his orifices will spurt out blood, and he will die of torture."
"How about it? Now tell me who is behind the scenes, and I can give you a happy surprise."
Ning Chenfeng said this calmly.
Wen Qinglan was stunned.
Is there such a cruel method in this world?
Ning Chen...
His youth is not great.
Why is there such a terrible state of mind?
"dream!"
Brother Nie's face twisted and he spat out two words.
"I...if I told you, my whole family wouldn't be able to survive...ah..."
Lao Yu was in agony, but he wouldn't let go.
"The opportunity was given to you, but you didn't cherish it."
"Let's go, Qinglan."
Ning Chen turned and left.
At the same time, he took out a mobile phone from his pocket and sent the location to Wen Yue.
After a while, Wen Yue drove over.
When Wen Hua saw that his daughter was safe and sound, he cried and hugged her.
Wen Yue asked people to take the two dead soldiers back and prepare to torture them severely.
In fact, Ning Chen can use the soul search technique to know which family is behind the scenes.
but……
Aren’t you reluctant to give up your spiritual power?
The earth is so big, and there are so many families, it is impossible to destroy them all.
Ning Chen is only responsible for bringing Wen Qinglan back, leaving the matter of revenge to the Wen family.
Return to Jiuxi Manor.
Wen Yue ordered the family warriors to take the two dead soldiers down for torture.
The family came to the hall.
When Wen Qinglan heard that their family had decided to take Ning Chen as their head, she was surprised at first and a little embarrassed.
After all, the feudal dynasty has been extinct for thousands of years. Where is the concept of master and slave still there now?
However, since her father and grandfather had already made their decision, it was not easy for her to refute them. What's more, Ning Chen also saved her life and something more important than life.
"Wen Yue has met the master!"
"Wen Hua has met the master!"
"Wen Qinglan has met... met the master!"
Three generations, grandfather and grandson, all knelt in the hall and kowtowed to Ning Chen.
"Get up."
Ning Chen was calm and relaxed.
He can afford this great gift.
Becoming a powerful servant in the Nascent Soul stage is a blessing that the Wen family has cultivated over several generations.
"In the future, when you are alone, you can call me master. Outside, you can still call me the same as before to avoid unnecessary trouble." Ning Chen set the rules.
"Yes, Master!"
The three nodded.
"By the way, make a room for me, I have guests coming."
Ning Chen said.
"yes!"
Wen Yue lowered his head, and then winked at the butler not far away.
"Mr. Ning, please!"
The old housekeeper quickly took Ning Chen to the second floor.
At this time, Wen Yue noticed the strange look on his son's face and asked, "Hua'er, do you think it is a shame to be a slave?"
"dad……"
Wen Hua's expression was very unnatural, and he clenched his fists tightly, "Is there any room for maneuver in this matter? We... can give money and be slaves to others. I really..."
"It's too late."
Wen Yue interrupted him decisively, "Hua'er, you will know in the future that accepting Mr. Ning as our master will be the most correct decision we have ever made in our lives."
"well!"
Wen Hua sat down on the sofa and slapped his forehead with his hand, as if something had been taken away from his body.
He knew that it was his dignity.
How can you have dignity if you are a slave to others?
"I'm sorry, Dad, it's all my fault..."
Wen Qinglan's eyes turned red as she cuddled up to her father, "If I hadn't been kidnapped, you and grandpa wouldn't have made this decision."
"No, Qinglan, I don't blame you."
Wen Hua's eyes were full of anger, "They are the people who kidnapped you. My Wen family will definitely avenge this. I will make them pay with blood!"
at this time--
A servant hurriedly walked into the hall and shouted from a distance: "Old man, the people from the Wushu... Wushu Association are here!"
"Martial Arts Association?"
The three Wen family members were stunned.
Haven't the people from the Wushu Association gone back? Why are they here again?
"Please come quickly!"
Wen Hua hurriedly greeted him.
He was even more shocked when he saw the person coming.
"Zheng... President Zheng?!"
Wen Hua thought he had seen it wrong.
The person walking towards me was wearing an expensive silk training uniform, tall and tall, with a mustache. Who else could he be if he wasn't the president of the Qingzhou Wushu Association?
"President Zheng!"
Wen Yue also hurriedly came up to greet him, his attitude was extremely respectful.
"He is the president of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association, Zheng Wenlong?"
"A warrior at the master level..."
Wen Qinglan followed Wen Yue and looked at Zheng Wenlong carefully.
Zheng Wenlong also glanced at her.
When Wen Hua saw this, he quickly smiled and said: "President Zheng, Qinglan has been found. How can I ask you to come in person? You are so polite!"
"What are you talking about?"
Zheng Wenlong looked at him, "I'm here to see Mr. Ning!"
