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100 Death of Ning Haotian

An Qiusheng was still hesitating, but the situation became more and more unfavorable, and several places were scratched by knives.

Ning Haotian suddenly pushed An Qiusheng, pushing him three steps away from the battle circle: "Go! You have what you should do! Get out!"

An Qiusheng looked at Ning Haotian in such a panic that he completely disregarded his own safety, desperately blocking the enemy from chasing him, An Qiusheng took two steps back and wanted to run, but he couldn't let go. It actually passed through Ning Haotian's stomach, the sound of the blade piercing through the flesh was so subtle in the shouting, but it was as loud as a drum beating!

Ning Haotian hooked the corner of his mouth: "Don't let me die..."

An Qiusheng's face twisted, remorse, remorse, remorse!Huge remorse instantly occupied his mind, he gritted his teeth and forced out two lines of old tears, turned around and ran wildly.

An Qiusheng regretted it so much, he ran in the dark, roaring uncontrollably, he was wrong!It turned out that Ning Haotian's death could not relieve him!Instead of the joy of getting what I wanted, it felt like my heart was being strangled with a rope, and it was difficult to breathe like covering my mouth and nose with a wet cloth.

Who is happy because of his dark revenge?An Yichen, who was caring and considerate since he was a child, almost died. My precious daughter was crying because of her worries and fears. She was caught in the middle and left and right. She was wronged... He hurt Mrs. Wen for nothing... What did he do! !

Xiaoya Keiko's high-pitched voice stood out amidst the noisy fighting: "Stop!"

The servants stopped.

Ning Haotian couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to the ground, gasping for breath, his body was dripping with blood, Keiko rushed over and pressed the heaviest wound on his stomach.

Ono Taro's cold voice came from behind: "He is too badly injured to survive."

Keiko Xiaoya looked up at Taro Ono: "Father, why did you kill him?"

Taro Ono: "He is the president of the incense clubs in the four major towns of Mowangling. Since he refuses to be used by me, should I still let him lead the incense households to fight against our big Japanese incense club?"

Ning Haotian looked at Ono Taro, a smile appeared on the corner of his blood-oozing mouth.

Ono Taro: "Are you still laughing? What are you laughing at?"

Ning Haotian said with difficulty: "Heh... I have already been forgiven by my junior brother... He has left safely with the secret of Xiangpu... I am dead, and I have no regrets..."

Ning Haotian turned his head and passed out.

Ono Taro cursed loudly, and slapped his palm on the pillar of the eaves angrily.

Looking at Keiko who was still trying his best to rescue him urgently, Taro Ono suddenly had an idea, he raised the corner of his mouth and said to Keiko Xiaoya: "Take him in to heal his injuries!"

Ning Zhiyuan, who was dressed in night clothes, quietly touched the designated place.

Not long after returning to the house in the evening, he received an anonymous letter, which attached Ning Haotian's personal belongings, and explained Ning Haotian's location and his life was in danger. Ning Zhiyuan didn't know if this was another scam, but Ning Haotian Destiny was at stake, he really had no time to think about it, and he couldn't wait to cross a town to find An Yichen to discuss this matter, so he took the drugs one by one, called Ah San Ah Si, and rushed to the place mentioned in the letter.

The three of them searched around the designated place, but there was no one, and there was no agency. They approached the lighted cabin in the dark, hid in the corner and listened for a while, but found that there was no sound, and a hole was poked in the window. , Looking inside, there was no one there, Ning Zhiyuan was doubting, when he saw Ning Haotian lying motionless on the bed, Ning Zhiyuan's heart twitched, he didn't care about anything else, and rushed in immediately.

Ah San and Ah Si hurriedly shouted from behind: "Young Master, be careful!"

Fortunately, after entering the house, there was no hidden weapon or a group of people that Ah San and Ah Si imagined.

Ning Zhiyuan leaned over to the bed and hurriedly shouted: "Father! Wake up! Wake up, Dad!"

Ning Haotian slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were loose and his consciousness was blurred.

Ning Zhiyuan: "Father, what's wrong with you? I'm Zhiyuan, I'm your son, do you still recognize me?"

Ning Haotian weakly: "Zhi, Zhiyuan..."

Ning Zhiyuan: "Yes, I am Zhiyuan! Dad, I will carry you home!"

Ning Zhiyuan wanted to help Ning Haotian.Ning Haotian groaned in pain.

Ning Zhiyuan flipped open the covered quilt, only to find that Ning Haotian's body was covered with bandages, and the bandage on his belly was still stained with blood. Ning Zhiyuan's eyes were tearing apart: "Who? Who hurt you so badly?" Is that so? Are you Japanese?”

Ning Haotian: "...Yes, it's An...Qiu Sheng..."

Ning Zhiyuan was shocked.

Ning Zhiyuan's voice was trembling, and he asked again in disbelief: "Father, are you talking about An Qiusheng? My uncle? Le Yan's father?"

Ning Haotian's voice was weak and flat: "Yes... He finally avenged Xue Yin with his own hands... I, I can finally see Xue Yin..."

Ning Haotian slowly closed his eyes.

Ning Zhiyuan was so anxious that tears burst out: "Father! Daddy! You can't die! Daddy, Daddy..."

In the corner, a faint incense mist kept escaping from the small incense burner, but Ning Haotian didn't respond at all.

Le Yan is not used to being served by others, so she still takes care of herself in the morning, after a simple grooming, she goes to the flower hall and prepares to have breakfast, but she sees that the people in the house are very busy, and they are holding white silk, White lanterns and other things, suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, rushed to the hall, and saw Ning Zhiyuan standing there, in the center of the hall was an object covered with a big white cloth, and he could vaguely see that it was a human figure, and the hall was also Some white cloths were hung up.

Le Yan asked cautiously: "Zhiyuan... this... what's wrong?"

Ning Zhiyuan glanced at Le Yan with complicated and indifferent eyes.

Le Yan's heart was beating like a drum, and she took a step back in fear, her voice trembling: "He...he is..."

Ning Zhiyuan's tone was extremely cold: "It's my father."

Le Yan's face changed drastically, and she froze all of a sudden.

Ning Zhiyuan suddenly raised his voice, and yelled at Le Yan: "My father is dead! I was killed by your father!"

Le Yan took two steps back, tripped over a chair, and fell to the ground.

There was silence in the hall for a while, Le Yan said: "No... no... I don't believe it..."

Ning Zhiyuan sneered: "You don't believe it? What reason do you have to not believe it? Your father always clamors for revenge, wants to pay blood, and wants my Ning family to die, doesn't it?"

Le Yan shed tears: "Master Ning was taken away by the Japanese, how can you be sure that it was my father who killed him? This is a trick of the Japanese!"

Ning Zhiyuan scoffed, "It's another Japanese scheme? Let me tell you, it was my father who told me that the person who killed him was An Qiusheng! When I arrived, my father had only his last breath left. Did he Can you tell lies? Are you still plotting to get revenge on you?"

Le Yan forced herself to be calm, and said carefully: "Zhiyuan, I didn't mean that. However, since your father was dying and unconscious when you arrived, he might be urged..."

Ning Zhiyuan swept the cups and cups on the table, and roared angrily with the sharp sound of broken porcelain: "Enough!! Don't excuse your father anymore!"

Le Yan looked at the angry Ning Zhiyuan, not knowing how to defend herself.

Le Yan swallowed her saliva: "Zhiyuan, I understand your current mood, but you must calm down, and don't be fooled by the Japanese."

Ning Zhiyuan turned his head and ignored her.

Le Yan supported the chair and climbed up: "I beg you, calm down first, I will go to the eldest brother right away, can you talk to him carefully?"

Ning Zhiyuan suddenly said in a cold voice: "Come here! Shut the eldest young mistress back to her room! Don't let her leave!"

Le Yan was taken aback, and two servants immediately came to support her, one on the left and one on the right, Le Yan struggled: "Ning Zhiyuan, what are you doing!"

Ning Zhiyuan: "You are the daughter of an enemy who killed your father, how could I give you a chance to escape!"

Being misunderstood and distorted, Le Yan raised her voice unwillingly and shouted: "Ning Zhiyuan! I, Le Yan, am not that kind of person! I just want to find my elder brother to clarify the case! There are too many doubts..."

Ning Zhiyuan yelled fiercely: "Take it away! Whoever makes the young mistress escape will deserve to die!"

While being dragged away, Le Yan struggled and shouted: "Ning Zhiyuan! Ning Zhiyuan!"

Le Yan stomped her feet anxiously in the room. Luckily, Xiaoyu came to peep at her while everyone was in a hurry; She is airy and takes good care of Xiaoyu, so she turns her head towards Leyan.Le Yan then entrusted her to go to Wen's house to find Master Wen for help.

An Yichen met Xiaoyu on the road, on the way to Ningfu, after hearing Xiaoyu's explanation, he was terrified, and hurriedly boarded the carriage to drive to Ningfu.

When An Yichen arrived, the mourning hall had already been arranged, and Ning Haotian was also placed in the coffin.

Regardless of the servant beside him, An Yichen pulled Ning Zhiyuan into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't resist, nor did he hug him back.

After Ren An Yichen hugged for a while, Ning Zhiyuan said coldly: "Young Master Wen is really well informed."

An Yichen heard the sarcasm in the words, let go of Ning Zhiyuan, but still held his arms: "Zhiyuan, I understand your current mood, but you must calm down, and don't fall into the hands of the Japanese. when."

Ning Zhiyuan stared at An Yichen, with the corners of his lips curled up without a smile on his face: "As expected of siblings, they all say the same thing!"

An Yichen: "Zhiyuan, I know you are very sad, but can you tell me what's going on first? Maybe we can find a strong clue from it."

Ning Zhiyuan: "The matter is very simple. Your adoptive father killed my father, and my father told me before he died! You know how much hatred your adoptive father has for my father. In order to get revenge, he will do whatever it takes, even Erase your memory and let you serve as his revenge tool, what else can he not do? Do you really believe that he can let my father go?"

An Yichen was speechless.

Ning Zhiyuan bent his hands and swiped outwards, and then stretched An Yichen's hands holding his arms away: "An Yichen, you have now recognized your ancestors and returned to your ancestors, and you have suddenly become the eldest son of the Wen family. An Qiusheng killed my father, Not only did he avenge himself, but he also helped your Wen family get rid of the biggest opponent, I think this should be very satisfactory to you, right?"

The cold words and the behavior of refusing to touch made An Yichen anxious: "Zhiyuan, in your heart, am I so unbearable? I helped the foster father, but you know the situation at that time, and now I feel... "

Ning Zhiyuan interrupted him, unwilling to hear words that would shake his mind: "Enough! An Yichen, you are thinking about your Wen family, aren't you? Otherwise, how could you let my father carry your Wen family's words?" Black pot!"

An Yichen was shocked: "Zhiyuan, you..."

Ning Zhiyuan: "Do you want me to explain more clearly? Wen Shixuan!"

An Yichen immediately understood, and hurriedly explained: "Zhiyuan, I can explain Shixuan's matter, I came here today to tell you about it..."

Ning Zhiyuan sneered: "Isn't it too late to say now? I, Ning Zhiyuan, am not afraid of someone stabbing me in the back. What I am most afraid of is turning around, only to find that the person stabbing me is the person I trust and love the most!"