At this time, in the practice room in the backyard of the villa, Ning Chen was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, practicing the "Eighteen Styles of Zhenwu" with all his heart.

"Eighteen Styles of True Martial Arts" is not an ordinary martial art, but a fighting method for cultivating immortals. Therefore, to practice this method, you do not need to make physical gestures like practicing martial arts. Instead, you need to practice it in your mind with your spiritual consciousness.

The practice room has no windows, and the walls are all covered with thick sound insulation materials, so you can't hear any movement from the outside world. This is the perfect environment for practicing the exercises with your spiritual consciousness.

Therefore, Ning Chen didn't know anything about what happened in the villa.

In the villa, He Lin saw that the middle-aged man from Wumen did not move, so she rushed to him, pointed at Qin Yueshu and shouted to him: "Aren't you looking for Ning Chen? Ning Chen is a filial son, you just need to catch her

Stop it, even if you ask Ning Chen to kneel down, he will kneel down for you! Go! Go and catch Ning Chen’s mother!"

He Lin couldn't wait and reached out to pull the middle-aged man.

The moment He Lin's hand caught the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man raised his hand and slapped He Lin on the face, saying coldly: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

He Lin was slapped away, broke the window glass, fell heavily to the ground, opened her mouth and vomited blood, terrified.

Jiang Xiuping was so frightened that she cried like a shrew on the spot, "Come here, someone is killing someone, someone is killing someone! Help!"

"Noisy!"

The middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Xiuping and kicked Jiang Xiuping in the chest.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Jiang Xiuping was immediately kicked ten meters away.

"Quickly, go quickly, go quickly, this man is a madman!"

He Jianqiang was so frightened that he quickly helped Jiang Xiuping and He Lin up and fled away quickly.

"I'm going to call the police and arrest this damn lunatic."

After running a few hundred meters, He Jianqiang took out his cell phone to call the police.

"don't want!"

He Lin and Jiang Xiuping stopped them in unison.

"Why?" He Jianqiang asked puzzled.

He Lin said: "Dad, why should we call the police? Didn't this old mad dog just come to find that bitch Ning Chen? If we called the police, wouldn't we have helped Ning Chen?"

"That's right, let's let that old mad dog and Ning Chen's little mad dog fight each other like dogs." Jiang Xiuping also said in an extremely vicious manner.

"That makes sense!"

When He Jianqiang heard this, he quickly put his phone away.

The three of them originally wanted to stay and have a look, but they were afraid of being affected by the middle-aged man from the witch sect, so they had to flee far away.

In the villa, the middle-aged man walked towards Jasmine and Qin Yueshu step by step.

Qin Yueshu refused to escape alone, so Jasmine had to block the middle-aged man's way with her.

"Are you Ning Chen's mother?"

The middle-aged man reached out to grab Qin Yueshu, and Jasmine tried her best to block it, but the middle-aged man was too strong, and she was slapped away again by a palm, causing serious injuries and vomiting blood.

"What are you looking for Xiaochen... for?"

Qin Yueshu was grabbed by the middle-aged man, held her neck, and said with difficulty.

"Your son killed a member of our Wumen, and I came to kill him to avenge him." The middle-aged man said coldly.

Qin Yueshu was frightened in her heart, her face had turned pale with fright, but she still said wisely in a hurry: "My son...he is not here, he...he went to the provincial capital..."

"Really? How do I know whether your son has gone to the provincial capital or is hiding here? How about I kill you here and see if your son will come out! If I kill you, your son will still be here.

If he didn’t come out, then I believe that your son is not here!”

The middle-aged man laughed sinisterly and threw Qin Yueshu to the ground.

In order not to disturb Ning Chen in the practice room, Qin Yueshu was obviously so scared that her whole body was shaking, but she gritted her teeth and tried her best not to make any sound.

"Who asked Ning Chen to kill people from my witch sect? Old man, if you want to blame me, just blame you for giving birth to a son who doesn't know how to live or die! Haha!"

The middle-aged man gathered his inner strength under his feet, slowly raised his feet, and was about to crush Qin Yueshu's head with one kick.

"Wait! I know where Ning Chen is, I will take you to find him!"
Chapter completed!