Chapter 0434

0434

"Don't say that. There are five or six thousand people in the Sword League. The total number of ancient warriors alone is the sum of the other four underground families. It is definitely not a joke!" Ning Zimo said seriously.

Ye Fan smiled evilly: "Why, don't you believe what your man said? I said it was a fart, it was a fart, and even praised it if it was a fart. If it wasn't for the sake of Ning Hongtao being your uncle after all, I would rush He killed your parents, and I killed him long ago."

"But……"

"No but! In Ye Fan's eyes, there are only 'already' and 'definitely' in this world!" Ye Fan said decisively.

When Ning Zimo heard Ye Fan's self-confident and domineering remarks, he couldn't help but burst into a smile, but he also felt that this matter should not be laughed at, it was a very serious matter, so he straightened his face and said, "I'm not Believe me, but be careful...

In fact, Xiao Zhao and the others are fine, but for the brothers who were killed, I want to arrange pensions for their families.

In addition, I'm also going to have a talk with Shangguanqin and send people from Shangguan's house over.

I am worried that the Ning family will bring a large number of people here, and they want me to hand over a lot of business from Zizhulin and Shangguan's family. If I refuse, they will definitely not let it go. "

Ye Fan stretched out his hand and scratched the woman's nose, and said with a smile, "Ning'er, do you know when you were the most beautiful?"

"You...why do you ask this, I don't know", Ning Zimo covered the scar on his face, "Don't look at me, before this scar heals, I must be ugly to death."

Ye Fan laughed and said: "You are the most beautiful when you want to laugh, but you want to be serious on purpose. I always feel like you are deliberately pretending to be a very serious big sister, haha..."

Ning Zimo blushed, and muttered, "I'm older than you, don't forget you used to call me Sister Ning!"

"Okay, okay...then my dear sister Ning"...

The two chatted with a smile. Seeing Ye Fan so relaxed, Ning Zimo knew that the man was confident and not afraid of the Ning family at all, and felt much more at ease.

Xiao Zhao and others are recuperating in the guest room at the back. Zizhulin has its own medical team, so there is no need to go to the hospital for injuries.

Ye Fan and Ning Zimo went back to Ning Zimo's room after watching the wounded.

Ning Zimo called one by one to express condolences to the relatives of those who died. Although it was very difficult, the woman still had red eyes, and each of them called in person.

After all, these are all close friends who have been with her for at least three years. She knows everyone's name and knows their family background, just like family members.

After finishing all the fights, Ning Zimo said with a sad face: "Ye Fan, I feel that I am so useless, I have no way to protect everyone, I can only wait for them to die, give them such depressing news, and give them a sum of money...

What's the use of money, people are dead, and their pain cannot be compensated by money at all.

If there is a real struggle with the Sword Alliance, many of my brothers may die, so... is it worth it? "

Ye Fan was smoking a cigarette at the side, puffing and saying: "Then what do you think should be done?"

Ning Zimo hesitated, and said: "I was thinking, is it possible to solve the problem through negotiation and cooperation. If you want to fight, no matter what, you will die.

This is not for the purpose of defending the country, nor is it for ethnic hatred, but for money and for the distribution of benefits. We are all from the same country, so why kill them here and there. "

"You think so, but your uncle doesn't think so, which is why your parents will die."

Ye Fan stepped forward and stroked Ning Zimo's hair, "Think about it, those brothers who died to protect you, are they really standing with you just for money?

Your martial arts are not the strongest, nor is your background, and you even escaped from the Ning family. But your grandfather handed over Zizhu Forest to you instead of his grandson, and those brothers have been following you all the time. What do you think is the reason? "

Ning Zimo was at a loss, and shook her head: "I... I also sometimes can't figure it out..."

Ye Fan chuckled: "For many people, in fact, being in the underground world and underground gangs is not for some great cause, or to achieve some career.

Everyone hangs out in the underground world and joins gangs. In fact, it's just like repairing cars on the roadside, selling vegetables in the market, and going to work in the office... It's just a job, a profession, to support the family.

Of course, when doing things in gangs, life-threatening risks exist at any time, and they also know this. This is high risk and high reward.

For them, what you show them is more a kind of spiritual power. They can have a sense of belonging in Zizhu Forest. They know that even if they die, you will take good care of their families, and It's not just using them as pawns.

That's why, those brothers can rush forward without any worries, because they feel that you are trustworthy.

If you shrink back at this time, their deaths will be in vain, and... your uncle will make an inch of it, and make those brothers who are loyal to you all become victims. "

Ning Zimo's eyes were fixed, her delicate body trembled slightly, and then she showed a determined look.

"I understand, now is not the time to be weak," Ning Zimo bit her lower lip.

Ye Fan showed emotion in his eyes, and sighed: "I also had your thoughts back then, but I can't figure it out. A group of people are fighting and shouting, fighting all over the world, and licking blood with their swords. Why? The key is this group of people. People still follow me, no complaints or regrets...

Later I figured it out, it was meaningless to think about these things, the only thing to consider was being able to use the least sacrifices to get benefits for everyone and live a better life. "

Ning Zimo glared at him, "Don't compare your affairs with me. In your eyes, I'm afraid it's not a big deal, right?"

Ye Fan curled his lips, thinking that this is really nothing, but he can't say it directly, lest the woman feel that the gap between the two is too big.

Just at this moment, one of Ning Zimo's men knocked on the door.

"President! Mr. Liu Yunfeng came to ask for an interview."

Ning Zimo was taken aback, "Liu Yunfeng? Why is he still here?"

Ye Fan squinted his eyes, "Come on, let's go out and meet you."

When the two came to the living room, they saw Liu Yunfeng walking back and forth with a nervous expression on his face.

Seeing Ye Fan and Ning Zimo, Liu Yunfeng shouted without saying a word, "It's not good! Miss Ning, leave Hua Hai!"

Ning Zimo frowned, "Young Master Liu, what happened?"

"People from the Sword Alliance are coming!" Liu Yunfeng said seriously.

"I know that Shan Junjie, a disciple of the Sword League, brought someone here this morning, but he has already been killed by Ye Fan," Ning Zimo said.

"What?" Liu Yunfeng was startled, but then immediately shook his head vigorously: "No! It's not about this! It's the Blood Killing Hall of the Sword Alliance coming!"