Chapter 150 (1/2)

After leaving from Wei Canghai, Ning Luo did not directly return to Nanshan villa.

Having arranged everything properly, he naturally won't worry about the old boy Han Ping.

He simply wandered for a while in Jiangcheng, the most prosperous place.

For three years in Jiangcheng, he has been dormant in the Lin family almost all year round. The range of one kilometer around the Lin family's old house is almost all his activity circle.

It's true that in Jiefangbei business district, he hasn't visited much except for two times to find Wei Canghai and Kessel.

Different from the development of the way of spreading big cakes in most cities, the river city is subject to the terrain conditions, and the scattered buildings are row upon row, stacked one after another, with a great sense of three-dimensional.

This three-dimensional sense naturally breeds its unique urban charm.

Wander along the Jiefang monument to Chaotianmen wharf, and then turn back to the lower half of the city.

Different from the upper half of the city, there are many skyscrapers, a scene of wealth.

The lower half of the city shows more market weather.

Ordinary people who come and go shuttle through the old alleys. Bluestone alleys, gray bricks and tiles, every plant and tree reflects the traces of years.

Compared with the noisy and bustling upper half of the city, Ningluo prefers to wander in the lower half of the city.

It seems that he can really find a trace of peace of mind here.

At noon, Ning Luo found a restaurant in the lower half of the city, shouted a bowl of bean curd rice and grilled it.

Six yuan, very cheap, but the people who eat are satisfied.

Sitting on the bench at the corner of the restaurant, looking at the passing Jialing River not far away, Ning Luo had an idea that he didn't want to leave.

If it were not for rehabilitation, for his mother and for self-protection, he was absolutely unwilling to put himself in the interest disputes of various power circles, let alone immerse himself in endless intrigues and yin-yang schemes.

He prefers to live pure and simple.

Unfortunately, the past is contrary to your wishes. The more you don't want anything, the more likely you will come.

The less you want to lose, the more you will lose.

It's as if God came for failure.

At ten in the afternoon, the restaurant was ready to close and rest. Ning Luo paid for the meal and got up and left.

More than ten minutes later, Ning Luo came to an empty factory in the second half of the city.

I swept around the abandoned factory building, and then found a rusty thin iron bar from a pile of waste products.

”Well, that's good. It's right to kill.”

Nodding to himself, Ning Luo immediately turned around.

”Well, I've been following you all morning. I'm tired of you. Come out and die. After killing you, I can go back and deal with other things. I'm very busy.”

Spit out the toothpick in his mouth. Ning Luo weighs the thin iron bar in his hand, looking like an underworld appointment.

”Hehe, it's the person who once stepped into the mysterious world. Even now, he is not as brave as before. This alertness is not comparable to that of ordinary people. We sneak so secretly. You've found it, powerful, powerful“

A burst of applause came from afar, and then seven or eight men in ordinary clothes showed their figure.

The first is a woman with short hair, with a strong body and a murderous intention in her eyebrows.

Several other people around also have cold eyes, staring at Ning Luo as if staring at prey.

”I thought your master was merciful enough to let me go. I'm ready to kill me.”

Ning Luo sneered, and his expression became a lot of banter.