Chapter 181 (1/2)
Today's self is no longer dormant.
From the moment Ning Qianqiu, an old man, announced that he would re recognize his direct grandson status, he was re exposed to the outside world.
At Ning's house, his eldest brother and the factions around him always wanted to die.
Ning Luo knew that Ning Fusu was only the first wave of their temptation, and subsequent temptations would follow.
Besides the Ning family, the military leader who sent people to assassinate himself in the second half of the city two days ago is also a big risk.
In a sense, Ning Luo's fear of the military Lord is even greater than those of his eldest brother's faction.
After all, those people in the Ning family always have to take into account the old thing Ning Qianqiu. They don't dare to be too blatant.
But the warlord hiding behind his back had no such concern at all.
As long as people want, they can do it to themselves at any time.
More importantly, so far, Ning Luo doesn't know what the identity and origin of the military Lord is?
Is there a larger and far-reaching force behind it, and their ultimate goal to deal with themselves?
The complete ignorance of the enemy's situation made Ningluo have a deep sense of crisis.
”I hope you can really do what you say. I don't want to see you come back with injuries!”
Lin Qianxue's pretty face was covered with frost and said coldly.
She knew that Ningluo might not listen to her words, but as a wife, she still had to do what she should be told.
”Oh, are you talking about love? When did the martial arts society turn into a place for love instead of practicing martial arts? ”
”If that's the case, I think your Chinese martial arts club would better let out the venues to our Taekwondo Club. Just as we recruit too many people, the venues are not enough.”
A banter of derision sounded from the door.
Then there was a burst of scattered footsteps.
Ning Luo frowned slightly, looked up and saw the direction of the door. A line of Jiang University Students in Taekwondo uniforms crossed the door.
The first is a handsome boy who is about the same height as him.
With a shawl of broken hair and a smile of evil charm hanging from the corners of his lips, he went straight in.
Behind him are dozens of Taekwondo students, as if the stars were supporting the moon.
”Wow, it's Duan muchu, President of Taekwondo Club. Hey, how did he come to our martial arts club?”
”I don't know, but it must be bad. I remember the last time Duanmu chased our president and was rejected by the president. I'm afraid he didn't come to find fault this time?”
”It sounds like. This guy thinks he's handsome. It's hateful. ”
”If you are just handsome, do you think Duanmu can take the position of president of Taekwondo Club at the beginning? They are not only handsome, but also have real strength, and they study well. Naturally, they are delicious in school. ”
As soon as Duanmu, wearing a white uniform, stepped into the National Art Museum, he attracted a burst of discussion.
The comments on him seem to be a bit more popular than the previous Liu Xiang. Obviously, the popularity of this Duanmu in Jiangda is one level higher than that of Liu Xiang.