[Rebirth of the Future] Furutake Era

Shiba moved immediately.

Like lightning, he drew a small scimitar from his waist and shot at Nantong's whip. The scimitar pierced through Nantong's sharp whip as if it had eyes, and then stabbed firmly into the wall. Before he had time to see Nantong's expression, Fei stepped forward and grabbed Yin Mumu's shoulder, and pulled hard towards him——

Sure enough, Yin Mumu's eyes were bloodshot all over, his pupils were dilated and out of focus, and he looked a little scary.

Eighteen hated himself for being reckless, and thought that Yin Mumu's mania could be suppressed after this period of subtle influence, and Yin Mumu had never heard him mention the relapse of mania when he went to the World Ancient Martial Arena recently For the problem, Shiba inevitably let down his vigilance, otherwise he wouldn't just let Yin Mumu and Nantong fight like this.

But who would have thought that such a thing would happen?

Shiba scolded himself half to death in his heart, but Yin Mumu was already struggling under his palms. Although he was familiar with Shiba's taste, he would not hurt Shiba, but mania broke out. If he didn't restrain or ease his violence Emotional things are still very uncomfortable.

Eighteen saw him trying to stay awake and not to hurt himself, while frowning uncomfortably and groaning non-stop, he felt quite uncomfortable.

With a wave of Shiba's hand, the force landed on the back of Yin Mumu's neck just right, it wouldn't hurt his muscles and bones, but it could temporarily make him lose his will.

"Tomat!" Shiba supported Yin Mumuruan's body leaning against him, and hurriedly turned to look for Tomat, "Hurry up and help him to rest in my room. Also, there are spiritual potions in the bedside cabinet. Take one out, dilute it by one-third and give him an injection."

Seeing Yin Mumu fainting, Tomato was also very anxious. Looking at his back with Yin Mumu climbing up the stairs with eighteen eyes, his fists at the side tightened, and his gaze gradually became hostile——

It's all Nantong's fault!

It has to be said that Shiba's nature is still somewhat similar to that of the Nan family, at least at this time, he vented his anger as if he was helping his relatives, but it was exactly the same as Nantong's usual.

Nantong held his own whip, but was stunned.

He tried to pull the whip out, but Shiba decided to throw the scimitar with the greatest force. The blade part had completely sunk into the rigid wall. Only the small handle shone with a low-key streamer. Five gemstones of various colors are transparent and bright.

This was "confiscated" by Shiba in the ancient martial arts arena. I don't know what material was used to make it. The blade is as clear as a crystal plate, but it cuts iron as sharply as mud.

Nantong couldn't free his whip no matter what, but what shocked him now was not this matter.

His eyes were as wide as cowbells, and he felt that he couldn't even speak clearly: "You, you, you...what were you just now!!?"

The more Shiba looked at him, the angrier he became, and he secretly hated himself for deliberately playing tricks on them. If he hadn't been playful, Yin Mumu wouldn't have fallen into such a dangerous situation.

Tomat and Yin Mumu were not there, Shiba had a sullen face, and finally showed his original face, and the impatience towards Nantong in his eyes was almost overflowing: "General Nan, I don't want to talk to you anymore. You just need to know , The way I dealt with this matter in the newsletter is not just talking about intimidating you. It is not hard to find reporters on the federal official website, and I don’t believe that you can really suppress all the news. I have recording stubs of audio and video recordings of every move in the house, and I don’t want to embarrass you. The price I gave is definitely reasonable. If you don’t believe me, I can take all the things she smashed in the future Open a value appraisal and send it to the mansion, as for the Nan family... Please forgive me, I won't go back with you even if you kneel down and beg me for that kind of place."

Nantong's head froze all of a sudden, Chiwang's anger rushed to his heart, and he was immediately drenched by a bucket of ice water from the top of his head, making his heart feel cold.

"Heh...hehehehe..." Nantong was stunned, and suddenly he covered his face and laughed lowly. It was only at this moment that he realized that he seemed to have never really understood his little son.

But strangely, like a longing for abuse, in the depths of his wounded heart, Nantong cared more about this unique son—this might be the root of badness buried deep in his heart.

Nan Tong didn't need to look in the mirror, but he knew that his face must be pale. He put down his hands, looked up into Shiba's eyes, and felt another twitch in his heart——

In those eyes, there is impatience, hatred, and contempt, but there is no admiration and respect for my father that I always believed would exist.

For a moment, Nantong felt his throat was swollen and he couldn't make a sound. After a while, he came back to his senses, raised the whip in his hand and asked, "This is... what's going on?"

Shiba sneered: "It's just a trick."

Nantong pursed his lips, not daring to think deeply for a while, Bi Ru said, since when did this child learn to hide his edge.When he came to Nan's house, he was still so young, and there was a time when I really treated him well, but since then, he has become more and more inconspicuous. At that time... how old was he? With?

five years old?seven years old?Can not remember……

Those eyes, like peach blossoms, are exactly the same as his mother...

Like his mother, she is the best at hiding clumsiness.

In the next second, a stream of light flashed by the wall, bringing him back to his mind.

He turned his head, and it was still the sharp little dagger.

Nantong felt an unspeakable anger of being deceived, mixed with relief that his son was unexpectedly strong, but the difference in Nantong was that he did not have the thinking of an ordinary father.His thinking, as long as he breaks free from the shackles, he can fly thousands of miles away in an instant.

Shiba pulled the whip that caused trouble, and smashed it at Nantong's feet as if venting his anger, and took out the communicator to dial a number: "General Nan, our civil disputes cannot be settled, and I am also forced to help others. intervened."

With sharp eyes, Nantong caught a glimpse of the appellation displayed on the screen, and immediately reached out to stop him. His sense of relief at his son's success was finally overshadowed by his anger at being offended. He had a gloomy face and an ugly expression: "Why do you have to confront me? Just now That person..." He squinted his eyes and said threateningly, "His symptoms, I find it very strange, are they manic?"

Shiba was startled, but without even pausing, he bent his elbow and hit Nantong's abdomen: "General Nan, you don't want to talk about him anymore, I just need you to give me an accurate word. The matter, how do you want to solve it!"

Nantong's spine froze for a second when he heard his alienated and blunt address.

Shiba said mercilessly: "I said you are really pitiful. You have lived for such a long time and you can't even take care of the backyard. If your family members get into trouble, just make trouble. The sufferer has come to you, and you can't even pay for it. Can’t get the money? Nantong, let me ask you, where is my mother’s dowry?”

Nantong was shocked, raised his head and said, "Who did you hear that from?! Did you meet your mother's family?!"

Eighteen narrowed his eyes: "Family?" What do you mean?Why didn't I know, did that cheap mother still have family members?

Nantong soon realized that he had slipped his tongue, and immediately turned his back on his face and denied it: "Don't think about it, you go back with me, and your mother's dowry will be yours in the future, and your father will not treat you badly again. You are in the dark. You are so old, and you are not too young. Naturally, you should learn how to weigh the weight. Although Tomat came from your mother's natal family, he has impure thoughts. When he was in Nan's house, he used public affairs to help his own... "

Nantong spoke halfway, but was interrupted by Shiba.

Shiba bent his knees, grabbed Nantong's shoulders with both hands and moved towards him, and kicked him in the chest.

Severe pain hit his whole body, Nantong staggered a step backwards, but his mind was in a mess, he stared blankly at Shiba, but didn't react——

Shiba's eyes were not warm at all: "General Nan, be careful what you say to me. Tomato is my family. If this continues, you will never want to continue the peace talks."

Nantong felt a burst of dizziness in his head, and the pain in his body was nothing compared to the pain caused to his heart by trampling on his heart.

Greeting Mary into the room in a daze, he wrote a check for 200 million and put it on the table. Nantong didn't say a word, walking weakly, and was helped out by Mary.

Frowning, suddenly recalling the two words Nantong threatened him with Yin Mumu before, pursing his lips, standing on the spot with a sullen face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Nantong's violent coughing sound came from outside the hospital, and Shiba felt relieved.

When Nantong was arguing with him, he was completely defenseless. Maybe he had full confidence in his own strength, or maybe he had never looked directly at this vulnerable son Nantong. If he got it, not only that, but the zhenqi wrapped around his knees would enter Nantong's lungs and start committing crimes. Although it is unlikely to cause life-threatening danger, Nantong's life is not going to be easy these days.

He thought for a while, then heard the sound of the levitation car starting from outside the courtyard, and immediately went upstairs to see Yin Mumu.

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Mrs. Nan covered her red and swollen cheeks, Nan Woyu had already wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and she clutched a snow-white handkerchief in her hand, sobbing and wiping away her tears.

Mrs. Nan complained in her voice: "General, you are simply too eccentric. I suffered such a big insult today. If you don't help me vent my anger, it's fine. Why did you really give him the money? Just those things I smashed, How could it be worth 200 million."

Nantong clenched his fists tightly, covering his chest, panting heavily.

He is very clear about the financial situation of the Nan family. Once the 200 million is paid, the Nan family will have to tighten their belts until the next salary is paid.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Mrs. Nan became more courageous and cried loudly: "Why is my life so hard!!!"

Nantong glanced at her calmly, and asked, "According to what you mean, what should I do? Hit him? Kill him? Explain the situation to the civilian star officials and ask others to teach him a lesson?"

Mrs. Nan stopped crying all of a sudden, Nantong looked over, and unexpectedly caught a glimpse of the joy in Mrs. Nan's eyes.

Nantong's heart was cold, he knew too much today, things that he deliberately ignored in the past, but no matter how angry he was, he never thought that Mrs. Nan's attitude towards his fourth son had reached this point.

He narrowed his eyes, and his voice seemed to be gurgling from his throat: "Did you forget that Huai Su is also my biological son?"

Beside her pillow, she has been guilty for so many years, indulged for so many years, and lived for so many years, so she would have such a nature.

Nantong almost didn't even have the strength left to sigh.

But he didn't see that Mrs. Nan's eyes, after he said those words, were only panicked for a second, and then became meaningful.

Then?

There was no more, Nantong clutched his inexplicably sore chest, gasped for two seconds against the wall of the car, then rolled his eyes and passed out.

But what is surprising is that the other two people in the car have their own thoughts, and none of them noticed his abnormality.

The author has something to say: The hard days in Nantong are about to begin, and he will suffer in the future