Chapter 807 Opponent

When Iwan, who had a background, and the others were punished by holding him down, Nan Nianbu was walking slowly towards the vehicle in the middle. Before he could get close, several luxury cars rushed over again, and a large number of gorgeously decorated young men emerged. Jialan, who Zhao Heng had seen, was also among them, and they opened their arms and shouted:

"Mr. Nan!"

Nan Nian Buddha looked at the old brothers and smiled on his face, but when he approached Jia Lan, he grabbed his neck and pressed it down. Jia Lan seemed to have expected Nan Nian Buddha's actions. The moment he grabbed him, he suddenly raised his hand and smashed Nan Nian Buddha's arm hard.

The movements were ruthless and there was no restraint.

Nan Chanting Buddha's expression was even more calm. He pulled his hand back, raised his legs, raised his legs slightly, and kicked directly at Jia Lan's calves. He kicked him quickly and quickly, and kicked him hard on Jia Lan's calves. Jia Lan's face darkened, and she groaned, and she actually gritted her teeth to resist, and her body staggered slightly.

He bent down slightly and punched Nan's waist while reciting Buddha's name.

The momentum is strong and the force is heavy.

Nan Nianfu took a step back slightly and avoided Jia Lan's fist opposite. Nan Nianfu suddenly gave up the feminine routine, put force on his waist, lowered his body slightly, and kicked Jia Lan's chest with one kick, his legs were like thunder, and his domineering and sharpness seemed unparalleled, and he was pressed hard on the other party's chest.

Jia Lan's body shook and flew backwards. In just one minute, the winner was decided. When the two met, they took action without any mercy. Everyone around them was not shocked or dissuaded. On the contrary, they all stood beside to watch the battle. After defeating Jia Lan, Nan chanted the Buddha's name and patted his clothes and stopped attacking.

"Jia Lan, her skills have regressed a lot."

Nan Chanting Buddha reached out and patted the embarrassed Jia Lan on the shoulders, and walked towards the bulletproof Audi in the middle: "It seems that you have been lazy in practicing qigong these days. The Bodhisattva will come back from Africa in a few days. You can go to her for two weeks at that time. I believe she will make you more skilled."

When Jia Lan's face changed drastically when he heard the words of Bodhisattva, especially when Nan Chanting Buddha asked him to go to the Bodhisattva's hands to train, his always unruly expression disappeared without a trace, and he wanted to ask for love with him with a pitiful look, but Nan Chanting Buddha had already gotten into the car. He could only let go of his thoughts and sigh to the sky.

"Mr. Nan, you are finally back."

When Nan Chanting Buddha was leaning against the spacious seat, a young man in the car with gorgeous clothes turned around and smiled. He was somewhat similar to Nan Chanting Buddha's temperament, about 1.78 meters, with a slightly pale complexion, but a face that was so ordinary that he always had a smile on his face, just right.

It will never make anyone feel disgusted. This may be the kind of man who is indifferent to the appearance at first sight, but the more you look at it, the less it is easier for people to ignore it. Apart from the empty and ethereal aura, every word and action of the person seems to have a unique taste.

The pale young man who did not get off the car to welcome Nan chant Buddha's name, put away his playing phone and looked at the dusty master, saying: "The brothers in the circle think you will be back in a few days, so in a hurry, some people did not come back to greet him in time. Please don't blame them."

"It's just back, it's not a big deal."

Nan Nian Buddha leaned slightly against the seat, with no slight waking on his delicate face: "And I am not a person who likes to show off, so it doesn't matter whether anyone comes to greet me." Then he looked at the pale young man and said, "An Xiaotian, you look very tired."

“A lot of things need to be dealt with recently?”

The young man named An Xiaotian smiled bitterly, then shook his head and replied: "There is nothing. We are silent as you told me when you left, and will not participate in any political incidents or officialdom. Sometimes, some unsightly boys provoked each other, so we should tolerate it."

He exhaled a long breath and his voice came out calmly: "Which of the children of the peripheral forces who depended on us did not discipline them too much, nor did I help them, and let them die. After all, the Southern Clan always needs some people to be active to prove that our school still exists."

Nan Chanting Buddha's eyes looked at An Xiaotian calmly, with a look on his face neither strong nor light: "The appearance is born from the heart. How could you be like this if you are not tired? Look at you, I'm afraid you haven't been asleep for a few days. Could it be that you are following Jia Lan and the others to play with women? Good brother, be careful of your body, your body is the capital of revolution."

"Is it so haggard?"

An Xiaotian touched the corner of his mouth and touched his cold face: "I've been a little tired these days. I've summarized the situation in the capital into a book so that you can understand the current situation as soon as possible. Now the capital is no longer the capital you left. The Northern Division has collapsed, and the Zhao Division has started."

While speaking, a beautifully bound booklet was handed to Nan Nian Buddha's hand, but the latter did not open it immediately to read it, but sighed: "The capital city is indeed in a turbulent wave. I originally wanted to come back in a week, but the foreign guest hotel incident pushed the Nan Group to the forefront."

"I can only come back to Beijing early to see if I can help."

At the same time, he felt relieved that An Xiaotian was haggard and even squeezed out a cigarette and handed it to the latter. "The backbone of the Southern Group will gather in the capital to deal with the crisis these days. I will rush back to help no matter what. Although there are many members of the Southern Group, there are not many people who can make grandpa feel at ease."

An Xiaotian took the cigarette with a respectful expression, but did not ignite it immediately: "Tang's old man Tang jumped off the building and died and pulled the Nanshi into a whirlpool. Nanshi couldn't escape the case of assassinating Zhao Dingtian, let alone the Minister of Security Hua Yanxuan died. The best result is political transactions."

An Xiaotian looked at his master and added: "If the Southern Group does not want Dong Taibai and others to take the opportunity to suppress and encroach on the enemy, the wisest way is to take on the dereliction of duty and then block their mouths with sufficient interests. Of course, there are two major problems, that is, to convince Zhao Dingtian and Premier Hua."

Nan Chanting Buddha leaned on the seat without saying a word. His eyes were deep and no one knew what he was thinking. After a long time, he suddenly said: "Old Tang wrote me an email ten minutes before he jumped off the building in the hospital. The words were not large and the content was full of content. He said that they were all plotted by the black hand."

An Xiaotian's body was shocked: "What does it mean?"

Nan chanted Buddha's name without saying anything.

At this time, more than a dozen Audis had already driven out of the airport expressway and were speeding on the wide asphalt road. An Xiaotian was instructing the rest of his companions to be alert all the way, and the arrangement was in order. The driver drove steadily, the speed was not slow, but there was no bump in the chassis. He was obviously skilled.

Nan Nianbu did not inform Old Man Tang of the email content, but leaned against the car window and glanced at the black Audi's arrayed formation, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "In 2009, Nanhai's bodyguard was specially used to protect the classic formation of the central leader, and can protect the safety of the target from all aspects."

"It can also resist all attack directions."

A hint of praise came across Nan Nian Buddha's eyes: "If necessary, you can even launch a counterattack immediately. In recent years, the military has been using this set of protection skills, which can be considered to be long-lasting. Now you have added five more cars and have a tail wing, and their defensive and offensiveness have been improved."

Speaking of this, he patted An Xiaotian on the shoulder: "Xiaotian, it seems that you have made a lot of progress these days. You are more good at using your brain than Jialan and the others. You are no longer the playboy who only acted fiercely at the beginning. With you by my side to help, I will be more at ease in handling things."

An Xiaotian smiled bitterly: "Young Master Nan, you are all improving. I have to improve myself, otherwise how can you follow your footsteps and strive for a lifetime of glory?" Then he narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "The talents from all major factions are not suitable for the young, and there are even fewer young cores."

"Hua Yanxuan died suddenly."

He raised his finger: "The Northern Tathagata of the Bei family is difficult to become a climate, so you don't have to take it seriously. Bei Ruyan is a person and has also received a large number of Northern Hawks. He never forgets to rise again at all times. However, she is too infatuated with Hua Yanxuan. Now that the latter is dead, she is not worth worrying about."

When Nan chanted Buddha's name, he heard the three words Bei Ruyan passing by a trace of loneliness, and then returned to calm like water. In order to forget the woman he once loved, it took him three years to wipe away his shadow. At the same time, he felt a faint sadness for Bei Ruyan's loss of Hua Yanxuan.

An Xiaotian said a few more words: "Xiangjia Qiao Yuncai loves money more than loves power, so he can also rule out the category of opponents. Now our biggest opponent is Zhao Heng, that kid is considered a ruthless person. In the past, he had stepped on all the east, west, north and north families in addition to the Western Division."

"Tang Wenshan and Bo Xiaobo have been ravaged by Zhao Heng."

"Xiaotian, let me have a appointment with Zhao Heng for me. I want to see him."

Nan chants Buddha's name and is calm: "He and I may not be our opponent!"

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