Nangong Ming and his party took a private plane overnight to the designated location of the Count of Old York.

The castle was held on the private island of the Count of Old York. When they arrived, five or six private jets had been parked on the vast grassland. As the Count of Old York said, he invited many people this time.

Under the guidance of the servants, they go to their respective rooms to rest, and the banquet will be held the next day.

Zhuque looked at the European-style interior decoration and yelled coldly, "The old Earl of York is really the older you are, the bigger the airs are. Brother, you have come in person. He is so good. I don't know where people die, but they really rely on their seniority."

Baihu gave him a blank look, "Huo Tianlin is in his hands. We have something to ask for and are tied up by him. Naturally, he doesn't have to come out to greet us. The purpose of our visit this time is very clear. Please don't cause trouble for me."

Several men who were so tired and tossed in recent days showed fatigue on their faces and their tempers were on the verge of critical brink.

Zhuque was scolded for no reason and shouted in discontently, "Of course I know, I need to say who am I!"

Baihu casually patted the pillow on the sofa on his face, making him shut up.

Nangong Ming didn't say a word since he got on the plane. At this time, he lay on the *, closed his eyes and rested, "Let's go back to the room."

The next day, until the banquet was notified that Nangong Ming and his group were taken to the banquet hall under the servant's hand.

The old Count of York came up with a smile on his face, squinted his eyes, and was sophisticated and kind, and even crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, "Brother Nangong, you are here, brother, I was unwell yesterday and didn't go out to greet you. I will punish myself first."

He took a glass of wine from his servant and drank it. Nangong Ming politely said to him with a calm and distant smile on his lips, "I dare not, I will give you a glass."

Zhuque couldn't see such a polite and false scene. Seeing that the old count was so old that he had stepped on one foot in the coffin and the other one had fallen into it, he actually called his brother, which was shameless.

He complained in his heart, but he did not forget Baihu's previous instructions, and his dissatisfaction was not reflected on his face.

"Brother Nangong, please sit down quickly. By the way, Brother Huo is here too. I have heard of the grudges between you. I will not hide it from you. I will hold this banquet today to make everyone get along well in the future. There are some misunderstandings between you and Brother Huo. You will resolve them later. If you have any conflicts, you can just talk about them. I have just told Brother Huo. We have worked together for so many years and have always been kind and wealth. Although Brother Nangong has withdrawn from the underworld in recent years, his prestige is still there. It's still a response. By the way, why didn't Brother Ling come this time?"

This old Earl of York is really shameless. In a blink of an eye, he treats everyone as his younger brother, and does not see if he has the same face.

Zhuque's face was no longer good-looking. He looked left and right, hoping that something fun could distract him, otherwise he would vomit after a while.

Nangong Ming looked calm, as if he didn't hear the other party's temptation at all, "I don't know that you invited him too, did he not come? Then what did he say?"

The old Count of York smiled, "I said it, saying that my wife wouldn't let him come."

Nangong Ming nodded seriously, "This may be true. He, a typical wife, is in charge of Yan."

The old Count of York narrowed his eyes and smiled even more happily. He actually wanted to test whether Ling You was really seriously injured, but he didn't ask anything.

"Come on, sit down." The old Count of York personally sent Nangong Ming to the designated position. Nangong Ming noticed a familiar gaze falling on him. Looking at him, Huo Gang also brought people in. The old Count of York was greeting him, and the Phantom was sitting next to him.

With eyes facing each other, Nangong Mingxin pulled his heart hard, especially when he saw the Phantom looking at him, there was a bright and gentle smile on his face. She was telling him that she was very good and did not blame him.

Nangong Ming blinked hard, trying to dispel the wetness inside. If he cried in front of so many people, he wouldn't have to mess up in the future.

However, the pain in his heart could not be concealed. He would rather she anger him and anger him because it was his fault and he did not protect her.

There were any programs at the banquet. Nangong Ming had never paid attention to it at all. He focused on the woman opposite him, and naturally saw the noble lady sitting next to the Phantom. She seemed to have a good relationship with Phantom and was always taking care of her, and Phantom would smile at her.

Not long after the banquet began, Huo Tianlin appeared, but said hello to the old Earl of York and returned to Huo Gang.

"Is that okay?" Huo Gang asked calmly, but his eyes looked him up and down.

"I'm fine." Huo Tianlin sat next to Huo's mother, "Mom, I've made you worried."

When Huo's mother saw her son Ping'an, she knew that she shouldn't say anything more at this time. She just nodded with relief, "It's fine, it's fine."

Huo Tianlin's eyes just stayed on the Phantom for a moment, and his eyes were staggered like a stranger.

The Phantom didn't care much about Huo Tianlin's attitude towards her. They had just lived under the same roof, but they had come to this point. He cleaned up very neatly and properly today, but he still couldn't hide the fatigue and decay between his eyebrows and eyes.

After all, the hard work of so many years was ruined overnight, and she could see that Huo Tianlin suffered a considerable blow and became much haggard.

Seeing Huo Tianlin appear, Nangong Ming stood up and walked towards the Phantom in front of everyone, reaching out to the Phantom as if no one was around.

Can you go back with him?

The Phantom could not suppress the excitement in her heart and wanted to rush towards him immediately, but as soon as she moved her body, her shoulders tightened. The weight of force almost made her fall on the table. She turned her head and saw Huo Tianlin's gentle smile that was not gloomy and evil.

Nangong Ming's eyes turned sharp and his body exuded a cold feeling, "Let go."

Hearing this, Huo Tianlin not only did not let go as he said, but instead suddenly took the phantom into his arms, and stroked her bulging abdomen with his other hand through the thin fabric.

His palms were as cold as snow, the Phantom could hardly control himself, and his brows frowned deeply. Huo Tianlin made her feel strange, without any familiar warmth, on the contrary, there was a hint of evil in her eyes.

The Phantom struggled hard and rejected Huo Tianlin from the bottom of his heart.

The hand that was stroking her abdomen suddenly exerted force, and she pressed her sharply. She screamed, hunched over and blocked his hand. Nangong Ming heard her scream, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He attacked Huo Tianlin. The other party did not even flash, but his arm hooked, and the phantom blocked him. Nangong Ming's fist was barely facing her throat, and he quickly stopped his hand in shock.

The Phantom protected his lower abdomen with both hands, and was also scared. He looked at Huo Tianlin beside him in disbelief.

Facing her gaze, Huo Tianlin had no guilt for what he had done just now, but he was disgusted with her. But the voice of his leaning against her ear was as gentle as before, "Why are you still so disobedient? Do I know that if I like obedient women? Otherwise, if I lose my patience or put more force on my hands just now, I will not be responsible for anything happening."

The words he said in a joking tone made the Phantom climb onto a string of coldness.

"Let her go!" Nangong Mingran's angry scolding sounded in the hall, and the banquet hall suddenly became silent, and most people looked at them with the mentality of watching the show.

Huo Tianlin tilted his body, even bent his knees, leaning against the Phantom, his thin lips brushed across her cheeks and his ears frivolously, and he sniffed the fragrance on her body, "Who are you from her? Why did you let me let her go? Her husband? If I remember correctly, you seem to have divorced, or are you already remarried when I didn't know? But what should she do now in my arms? You should know that I have no resistance to her, and the whole Huo family lost because I fell under her charming skills."

Her fingertips frivolously swept across her soft cheeks, and a hint of greed and obsession passed through her eyes. "A beauty like this is reserved and unrestrained. Even if she makes me have nothing, I still miss her work. I don't know how such a beauty President Nangong was willing to let go. Thanks to you who loves the river or not, I can have such a blessing. This reminds me of a story, a story of Xi Shi and the King of Wu."

Huo Tianlin's words were neither light nor heavy nor big, but every word was touched by everyone's heart. This time, the war between Nangong Ming and him spread from Japan to Italy, and even involved many areas of the Golden Triangle. Because of the participation of Lingmen and the Italian mafia, it almost shocked the underworld in the whole world, and naturally knew the ins and outs of this battle.

Putting aside the grievances of the previous generation, they were more willing to bring the topic to a woman. They were originally curious about the relationship between Phantom and Huo Tianlin, but now after hearing Huo Tianlin's words, they all sneered. Their eyes looked at Phantom were like looking at a high-end prostitute.

Someone complained yesterday that his face was not as rosy as before. This morning, I found that a huge bag on his right face was on his face. He was guilty and wanted to update it during the day, but... wuwu, I didn't do it again...
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