"Hmph hmph, these things are already in the past, there's no proof. How would we know if you were pretending back then?" A bewitching middle-aged woman laughed evilly. It was Aunt Qing of the Green Radish Hall.
Ning Xuemo said, "Are you bringing up these old matters to split the Purple Bamboo Forest?"
"Of course not!" Zhang Xiu of the Orchid Hall held a folding fan in her hand and shook her head as she said, "We don't want to split the Purple Bamboo Forest. What we want is to bring the Purple Bamboo Forest back on track!
Not to let an outsider like you sit in the president's seat and do whatever you want! Make the Purple Bamboo Forest a mess! "
Zhao Zhong, who was at the side, couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "Three hall masters, speak with your conscience! Ever since the young miss became the president, the Purple Bamboo Forest's position had risen to become one of the three great gangs in Hua Hai.
Furthermore, their relationship with the White Dao has become even closer. When the brothers have tasted the sweetness, they all say that the young miss is good.
"Impudent!" Zhao Zhong, you're just a dog that Ning Zimo picked up from the outside, what right do you have to talk to us!? "Aunt Qing glared at him.
Zhao Zhong still wanted to refute, but was stopped by Ning Zimo.
Ning Zimo laughed mockingly, "I'd like to hear how I can do whatever I want? Could it be because I executed Zhou Haiyang and crippled Zhou Can? "
"This is just an example of you abusing your authority as the president. What right do you have to hurt Old Zhou and his son for a brat who has nothing to do with the gang? Could it be because he's a pretty boy you raised?! "Wu Zhen asked.
"Zhou Haiyang and Zhou Can have repeatedly used the reputation of the Purple Bamboo Forest to bully and humiliate the common people outside, discrediting all of our brothers and sisters. I wanted to punish them a long time ago, that was just an opportunity …"
"As for that man, his name is Ye Fan. All of you better show some respect, otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite." Ning Xuemo said with a face as cold as ice.
"Hahahaha, you've finally revealed your true nature? For an outsider, you're so ruthless to the hero of our Purple Bamboo Forest! If we don't chase you down, won't the old brothers of the Purple Bamboo Forest suffer?! "Zhang Xiu laughed.
Ning Zimo placed one hand on the belt around her waist, "If you want to kick me off the stage, you can try."
Seeing the woman put her hand on her belt, as if she was going to take out a throwing knife, the people from the three halls all became alert.
"Ning Zimo, don't be anxious. We still have some important VIPs that haven't arrived yet …" Aunt Qing stroked her hair and smiled.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone pushed open the door and walked in.
However, the three hall masters discovered that it was not the person they were waiting for …
"Ye Fan?"
"Brother Fan!"
Ning Zimo looked at the man in astonishment, while Zhao Zhong and the others who knew Ye Fan all revealed expressions of joy.
Ye Fan Xian touched his hair that had been messed up by the wind. Seeing that no one had made a move yet, he smiled, "Good thing there wasn't a traffic jam. I made it in time. Are you OK, Ning Jie?"
Ning Zimo didn't seem to have completely forgiven the man. She snorted lightly, then turned her gaze towards Zhao Zhong, "Little Zhao, I told you not to call him, didn't you understand!?"
"Eldest Miss …" "You can punish me however you want when we get back, but Brother Fan and I are both worried about you," Zhao Zhong said.
Ning Zimo looked at Ye Fan and knew that the man had rushed over in a hurry. She felt a little less angry and said, "Didn't you not want to get involved in my matters? Hurry up and go! "
Ye Fan Xian giggled and walked forward, "Sister Ning, I'm already used to drinking the tea you brewed and eating the food you prepared for me. Without you, wouldn't I be unable to eat or drink? You're in danger, how can I not care? "
Ning Zimo's mind flashed with all sorts of past events. Her eyes became slightly moist and she said unhappily, "How can there be such a good thing? You still want to eat and drink for free for the rest of your life!?"
However, Ye Fan nodded seriously, "En, after thinking about it, you're the best to me! If you don't chase me away, I'll stay with you for the rest of my life. "
Ning Zimo finally let out a sweet laugh. It was as if a tulip was blooming in this workshop.
"The hall masters were right. They really are a pair of dogs. Even when death is at hand, they still have the mood to flirt?"
A gloomy voice came from outside the workshop. Following that, a large number of footsteps also entered everyone's ears.
A thin and shriveled man wearing a flowery shirt with a string of agates in his hand walked in. His hair was glossy, and he wore a golden necklace.
Behind him was a group of muscular bodyguards in black vests. There were more than ten of them, and each of them was holding a miniature submachine gun!
Seeing this group of gun-wielding men, the faces of the people on Ning Zimo's side began to pale.
One had to know that this was China, and the gun control was quite strict. Even if the country tacitly allowed the existence of gangs to stabilize the order of the dark side, it could also increase some taxes.
However, this did not mean that the country would allow the gangs to have a large number of guns. Normally, if they were discovered, they would be severely punished by the authorities.
Therefore, even if these large gangs had the ability to buy guns from the black market, they would only dare to collect a small number of guns and would not use them in a real fight.
"Young Master Zhu, you're finally here!" Wu Zhen laughed, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Zhu Xiao had a face full of arrogance as he glanced at the three hall masters. Then, he sneered at Ning Zimo and said, "My dear cousin, why don't you obediently call me cousin?"
Ning Zimo's face was cold. Although she felt a little uneasy towards this group of spear-wielding men, she looked at the calm and composed Ye Fan beside her and felt a little more confident.
"Zhu Xiao, when I sent you to Australia and gave you your living expenses every year, it was already the greatest tolerance I had for you. You still have the face to come back!?" Ning Zimo said.
Tolerance? Haha... You took away the Purple Bamboo Forest that originally belonged to me, took away the foundation of my Zhu Family, and you still say you're tolerant of me!? Ning Zimo, you little girl, you're really shameless! "Zhu Xiao glared at her malevolently.
Ye Fan was puzzled, "Sister Ning, who is this kid?"
Ning Zimo sighed lightly and said in a low voice, "Remember when I told you that someone wanted to murder my grandfather? That's why I was ordered to take over the Purple Bamboo Forest …"
"Back then, it was this person, my cousin, my grandfather's grandson, Zhu Xiao." leaf
Fan Xian suddenly understood, "So it's you. The old president is sick, and he even joined forces with the doctor to kill him. He wants to seize power and usurp the throne, and even let the old president find out …"
I say, you can even murder your own grandfather, how can the brothers of this gang trust you? "
"Bullshit!" I never murdered Grandpa, it was all Ning Zimo's lies, it was all fabricated by her!
My grandfather took in a stray dog like her, but she repaid his kindness with enmity and took over his nest. She's the one who's an ingrate! "Zhu Xiao insisted.
Ye Fan sneered, "If that's really the case, why would the old president personally hand over the Purple Bamboo Forest to Sister Ning and not you?"
"That's because he's old and muddled!" Zhu Xiao scolded.
"Tsk tsk..." Is it appropriate to scold your dead grandfather for being muddle-headed? "Ye Fan laughed.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
