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Chapter 70

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Ning Zimo took a step forward, her cold and arrogant gaze swept across everyone, and said: "So the reason you dare to rebel is because you found Zhu Xiao from Australia. What, do you think that just by finding a descendant of the Zhu Family, you can control the Purple Bamboo Forest?

You guys know better than me what kind of trash Zhu Xiao is. Otherwise, my grandfather wouldn't have delayed handing over the position of president.

If you can elect someone who I am convinced of to be the president, I, Ning Zimo, will definitely not drag my feet and hand over the position of president to you!

However, if you find such a puppet, an idiot with wolf-like ambitions, even if I, Ning Zimo, bleed my last drop of blood, I will not hand over the Purple Bamboo Forest to you! "

Aunt Qing mocked: "Ning Zimo, you are not the one who has the final say today. We are all convinced by Young Master Zhu's ability, and the brothers in the gang are all willing to follow the true successor of the Zhu Family. Do you think that everyone will believe you just because you are trying to confuse the masses?"

Being blown up like this, Zhu Xiao was also full of confidence. He raised his head high and looked at the crowd with disdain.

"Did you hear that? I am the true dragon of the Zhu Family who has the bloodline of the Purple Bamboo Forest flowing in my veins. You are just an outsider!"

Ning Zimo said indifferently, "If you want to talk about bloodline, half of my body is also the bloodline of the Zhu Family. You guys have been planning this for a long time, just to find a reason for yourselves to rebel."

As she said that, Ning Zimo pointed at the group of men with spears and said, "Just looking at this group of people with spears, they are not from our Purple Bamboo Forest at all. Did you guys receive the secret support of other gangs?"

The expressions of the three hall masters and Zhu Xiao changed.

Zhu Xiao shouted, "Bullshit! This is the brother that I have recruited, and from now on, he will be a member of our Purple Bamboo Forest!

"" You all clearly know that fighting with guns is a huge taboo. If the higher-ups find out, our Purple Bamboo Forest might be cleared out of Hua Hai. You all are being used by other gangs as spears, playing with fire and burning yourselves! "Ning Zimo reprimanded.

"Ning Zimo, if you're afraid, just say it. Don't scare us. We know that your throwing knives are fast, but no matter how fast you are, you can't be faster than a bullet, hahahaha …" Zhu Xiao laughed maniacally.

A hint of killing intent surfaced in Ning Zimo's eyes, "Originally, I didn't want to kill you all for the sake of our bloodline, but your current actions might have already harmed the other brothers of the Purple Bamboo Forest. I have to clean up the sect in order to be worthy of my grandfather's spirit in heaven …"

When Zhu Xiao heard that, he quickly hid behind a group of gunmen and shouted, "Great! Come on! If you have the guts, come and kill me! Once I give the order, I'll turn all of you into sieves!! "

Wu Zhen, Zhang Xiu, and Aunt Qing also brought the people from the three halls to Zhu Xiao's side, afraid that they would be accidentally injured by the bullets.

Ning Zimo turned her head to look at the dozens of trusted subordinates behind her and said, "Brothers, today is a bloody battle. The other party has a gun. If you are worried that you will die for nothing, then leave immediately. I will forgive you.

If you stay and fight with me, Ning Zimo, I will remember your loyalty for the rest of my life! "

Zhao Zhong's eyes turned red as he shouted, "I vow to follow the president to the death!"

Following a loud roar, the group of timid members of the association seemed to have dispersed the dark clouds in their hearts. Thinking of the help Ning Zimo had given them in the past, they were all excited.

"Follow the president!"

"I swear my loyalty to the young miss!"

"Kill the traitor!"

For a time, the sounds of killing shook the heavens, and their auras actually suppressed the hundred or so people in front of them.

Ning Zimo's eyes were sparkling and her eyes were red. She was obviously very moved.

Ye Fan also sighed with emotion, recalling many past events, and a trace of an ancient smile appeared on his face.

Right at this moment, a phone call came to Ye Fan's phone.

"Hubby!" A call came! Mwah! Hubby! "A call came in..."

A delicate female voice. It was Ye Fan's new ringtone. After changing to a smartphone, Ye Fan naturally had to do more tricks.

Hearing the ringtone, Ye Fan's face lit up and he quickly took out his phone.

At this moment, there was actually someone who wanted to answer the phone. Everyone naturally felt that it was very abrupt.

The key point was, this ringtone didn't match the atmosphere at all …

Even Ning Zimo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What was this man doing! Did he really have the face to use such a mushy ringtone!?

Involuntarily, the people who were shouting to kill and the people who were on guard with guns all turned their gazes towards Ye Fan with strange expressions on their faces.

Ye Fan waved his hand at the crowd in embarrassment, indicating that he should answer the phone first.

"Hey!" Ye Fan shouted. "Yes, yes, yes, this is the factory. Don't you see that there are a lot of cars parked outside? Yes... It was that open workshop! I'll look for you at the door!

When Ye Fan hung up the phone, Ning Zimo couldn't help but ask, "Ye Fan, who's looking for you?"

Ye Fan put his phone in his pocket and said happily, "It's a takeout delivery. I haven't eaten dinner yet, so I ordered a takeout. You guys can kill me first, wait a minute, let me take the takeout first!"

"Hehehe, it's good to have a new phone. I can even order takeout. This is the first time a young lady has gotten on the sedan chair!" I'm a little excited! "

Ye Fan muttered to himself as he lightly jogged towards the workshop's door.

The group of people from the Purple Bamboo Forest stared at Ye Fan's back in shock, unable to say a word for a long time.

"Ning Zimo, don't tell me the one you like is a fool?" Zhu Xiao laughed and mocked, "Could it be that he was reincarnated as a hungry ghost? Do you want to eat a full meal before you die? "

Although Ye Fan's actions were a little comical, from another point of view, it meant that the man did not take the danger in front of him to heart at all.

Coincidentally, Ye Fan ran to the entrance of the workshop. A delivery boy riding an electric bicycle had also arrived.

"Sir, are you still working in the workshop at night? "This is your takeout."

The delivery boy handed a plastic wrapped lunch box to Ye Fan. At the same time, he looked at the scene in the workshop and was so scared that his face turned pale.

Ye Fan saw the delivery boy's expression and smiled, "Don't be nervous, we are playing real life CS, they are all plastic guns!"

"Oh!" So it's plastic! It really looks like it! "The delivery boy immediately believed it," Haha, why are there so many people with steel rods? Are there not enough guns? "

Ye Fan nodded, "That's right, I'll take some guys to satisfy my cravings. If I don't have money, I'll just have to toss and turn."

"That's true, a plastic gun that looks like a real gun is definitely not cheap." The delivery boy was very understanding.

Ye Fan patted the other party's shoulder, "Thank you bro, I won't see you off!"

"Alright, you guys have fun. Hehe, how interesting, there are so many people …" After the delivery boy finished speaking, he rode away on his electric bicycle.

Ye Fan turned around and walked back to the workshop. He opened the plastic bag and opened the lunch box inside.

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