I'm a killer with no emotions

Ning Zhe held Chi Yue in his arms, separated from the crowd and went home.

The rest of the men could only watch.

Seeing that there was no show to watch, the onlookers dispersed one after another.

But after this matter fermented overnight, it became more and more troublesome on the Internet.

Even the identities of several men were revealed and made headlines.

#Shock!Why did the six noble sons kneel down in public?The truth is like this#

#Net rumors that the young master of the Ning family has been missing for several days, and it turned out that he was taken away by wild men#

# A few days ago, Mr. Chiyue, a rising star in the medical field who was suspected of being kidnapped by robbers, appeared in a mansion, but kissed a man in public. Is it the loss of human nature or the loss of morality#

Ning Yan frowned, poking into the news with his fingertips unskillfully, the more he looked at the frown, the deeper the frown.

"The common people here are spreading rumors and slandering others in such a way that their words are so debauched, it's really presumptuous!"

Hearing this, Huo Chen raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, "The prince is so idle, is it because the nail has already been pulled out?"

Ning Yan's expression sank.

Of course not.

He didn't dare to pull it out, in case he got hurt...

He has no martial arts here, and he can't heal himself.

He must be disgusted by Aning.

On the other hand, the jingling rings on other parts of his body had already been pulled out mercilessly, and now his lips, nose, and ears were all bleeding, and he didn't care.

Seeing that he was calm, Huo Chen ordered people to suppress all the news.

"I have lured the master out this time, but you have not done anything except Chi Yue."

Qin Shen lowered his eyes, patted the dust on his knees lightly, and said nothing.

The high priest stood by the window, looking at the grotesque world outside the window, his back was indifferent, and he didn't intend to speak.

Only Ning Yan sat on the sofa with arms folded, and sneered: "Why is General Huo trying to ask for a crime? But how good are you? Useless things!"

"My lord doesn't even have martial arts, so what's the use of it?"

Huo Chen confronted him.

The identities of the reincarnations of several people all have legitimate occupations.

Huo Chen served as a general in the army, Qin Shen was a political tycoon, the high priest was a half-race, and a wealthy businessman abroad, Qingluan was a movie star, and even the young master was a famous medical scientist.

There is only Ning Yan, who is still a young boy who has just grown up, and is still an illegitimate child who has been forgotten and ignored by the Ning family. He has no power, no power, no money, and no martial arts.

It can be said to be the worst one of the few.

Ning Yan was furious in his heart, but he was helpless.

He can't do anything in this world, he can't even use what is called a "mobile phone" in this world.

To put it bluntly, if Huo Chen doesn't support him these few days, he will really be homeless.

But even so, it was absolutely impossible to ask him to bow his head to Huo Chen.

"Everyone, look what I found..."

Li Ting opened the door and was about to show them the photos when he suddenly paused and smiled slightly as he saw the tense atmosphere between the two.

"What, are you going to fight again?"

Since the memory was restored, Huo Chen and Ning Yan fought almost all day long.

The relationship between the few people was not good when they were servants of the gods, so naturally no one would come up to persuade them.

For thousands of years, Huo Chen and Ning Yan fought countless times.

Of course, after coming to this world, Ning Yan was usually beaten.

Whoever made him unlucky deserved it, he was deliberately tripped by that person, and all his martial arts were lost.

"I don't hit the weak."

Huo Chen looked sarcastic, too lazy to entangle Ning Yan.

He turned to look at Li Ting, who was Qing Luan: "What did you want to say just now?"

"Look who this is." Li Ting sent the photo to the group.

There was a series of "ding dong" sounds in the room, and several people looked at each other with their mobile phones. Only Ning Yan held on to the mobile phone with a cold expression, not knowing where to press it.

He has not been in this world for a long time, and he has been kept as a slave in the Ning family, isolated from the world, and can't touch such things at all.

After escaping to find Huo Chen, although Huo Chen bought him a mobile phone for the convenience of contact, he didn't teach him how to use it.

Ning Yan's eyes were darkened, so he could only explore by himself.

"......It's him?"

The high priest suddenly spoke, his voice was cold, but mixed with a bit of murderous intent.

Qin Shen glanced at the photo and frowned, "He's here too?"

In the photo, a man was wearing a black retro robe, sitting on a resplendent throne, looking indifferently and looking towards the camera.

Those eyes were clear and indifferent, as if there was no emotion in them. Even through a screen, people could feel the noble and powerful aura unintentionally emanating from him.

This is exactly the same as Ning Zhe.

Huo Chen's eyes darkened: "He won't give up on Ning Zhe either."

Li Ting laughed: "I think what we should worry about now is ourselves."

The high priest looked at him coldly: "Where did you get this photo?"

Li Ting shrugged and smiled, "I said you old-fashioned, don't you know how to search the Internet by yourself?"

The meaning of what he said was somewhat discriminatory, especially against Ning Yan, who still doesn't know how to surf the Internet.

Ning Yan looked embarrassed.

He still doesn't know what photos these people are looking at, and the group didn't enter.

Whether it was in the God Realm before or in the human world later, Ning Yan was always the one who was isolated, and he had only Ning Zhe alone.

Ning Yan didn't care about being squeezed out by others, he was born with aloofness and contempt for all beings, so he just didn't want to act with these men.

But not now, now that he is penniless, leaving them, he can't get close to Ning Zhe alone.

Ning Yan clenched his teeth, he could only hate himself.

He clenched his fists tightly, a dark emotion gradually welled up in his eyes, and the aura around him was gloomy and cold.

Huo Chen frowned and looked at him.

After thinking about it, he walked over to Ning Yan, bent down and took his phone, unlocked it with two taps of his fingertips, pulled him into the group, and pulled out the photo for him to see.

"What do you mean?"

Ning Yan looked at him suspiciously, scrutinizing him.

He wouldn't believe that Huo Chen would kindly help him.

Huo Chen didn't explain why.

Li Ting laughed: "The general is soft-hearted, and it's not that the prince doesn't know."

Soft-hearted?

If Huo Chen was really soft-hearted, he wouldn't be so cruel to treat Ning Zhe like that.

Ning Yan laughed sarcastically, but didn't say anything after all.

Compared with Huo Chen, the talent in the photo is more important.

"I found out by accident today that he is in this country now, and he is the heir-to-be of the royal family. His status is much higher than mine. What should we do? If he finds out about us, we will come to an end."

Ning Yan frowned, "He knows we're here?"

"What do you think?"

When they were desperate, this man appeared beside them and made a deal with them.

He will send several people to Ning Zhe's side, as long as they can get Ning Zhe's forgiveness and make Ning Zhe fall in love with him, he will not charge any reward.

But if a few people fail, then he will come over in person and take their lives.

The agreed period is two months.

Now, more than half a month has passed.

This man appeared at exactly this time to warn them that their time was running out.

But to get Ning Zhe's forgiveness and let him fall in love with him, how could it be so easy.

All of them frowned and fell into deep thought.

Ning Yan suddenly said: "Chi Yue is already close to the master."

"He's insane, and I'm afraid he's useless."

"He is insane, are you and I fools too?"

Li Ting raised his eyebrows and looked down at him: "Why, is it possible that the prince also wants to pretend to be stupid and sneak in? What do you think of the master?"

Huo Chen vetoed blankly: "No, if found out, the emperor will be angry."

Another moment of silence.

Qin Shen shook his head and bowed to them: "I have my own idea and want to try it out, everyone, please leave first."

After he finished speaking, he left, and Li Ting also found an excuse to leave.

There was only one high priest left in the room.

Ning Yan turned to look at him, "What does the high priest think?"

He didn't think it was a stupid idea.

Ning Zhe softened his heart.

But something that is fragile, the more it can arouse the pity in his heart.

In order to get close to Ning Zhe, Ning Yan can use all means, including abandoning those fearless dignity and pride.

Huo Chen sat on the sofa, "You don't need to ask, the high priest is not a prince, so he can't do such a shameless thing."

Ning Yan stared at him coldly: "Oh, the general knows again? Since the general is so resourceful, how about killing that man named 'No. 67'?"

The two started again.

The high priest didn't say a word, just glanced at them indifferently, opened the door and left.

The high priest has always been the coldest person among them, and no one thinks that someone as cold and arrogant as the high priest would agree to Ning Yan's absurd proposal.

Even Ning Zhe didn't think so.

So when he opened the door and saw a white soft bun that only reached his knees holding a small light sign that said "Golden Lord Papa asks for support", looking up and staring straight at him with light gray glazed eyes, he still He was stunned for a while.

"you......"

"dad."

Before Ning Zhe finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Baozi's soft and waxy voice.

He was silent for a while, and took half a step back.

Xing Su didn't know, so seeing him leaning on the porch, she couldn't help walking over, "Master, what happened..."

His words also stopped abruptly.

Because he saw an expressionless little bun directly hugging his master's calf with his short arms, hugged him tightly, and opened his mouth to shout: "Daddy, I'm homeless. Daddy asks for a babysitter."

Xing Su opened his mouth and glanced at Ning Zhe, "Master, master, this child..."

Ning Zhe inexplicably felt like a heartless man caught in bed by her husband.

He shook his head with a serious look: "It's not mine."

Of course Xing Su knew it wasn't his.

But he didn't expect the master to answer him seriously.

Looking at the tall and handsome man with an indifferent face, he suddenly felt a little rebellious, thinking that his master was a little cute.

No, no, how can you think so.

It must be his illusion that the master is still the indifferent and noble master.

But as soon as he thought about it, he saw the master went home and took a candied haws, handed it to the little bun, and said seriously: "You admit it wrong, I never gave birth to such an unworthy son as you."