Chapter: 1609

In the north, there is no point in staying any longer. There are two pages of boxing manuals that appear, and I got one page, which is not bad, but it takes too long.

Another page, still on Jiang Ning, don't worry.

Others are more important.

The Lord was nowhere to be seen, and all that was left was the fragments of the teahouse that collapsed on the ground.

Airport.

Jiang Ning stood at the door, and Ah Fei handed him a cigarette. The wind was blowing so hard that people's eyes were a little blurred.

"I'll keep an eye on the north side, don't worry, big brother,"

Ah Fei said, "The latest news I just got is that several important figures from the big family have disappeared."

Jiang Ning looked at him.

"It seems that the Lord doesn't want to conflict with me now."

Jiang Ning narrowed his eyes and exhaled smoke.

"I'm afraid he's not sure either."

Ah Fei said.

Jiang Ning didn't speak.

How powerful the Lord is, no one knows, even if he is himself, he just fought him one move, so he can't judge how strong he is.

He chose to leave the north where he had been dormant for many years, not just because he didn't want to conflict with himself now.

It's also because the master is the one who knows how to forbear the most, and he has been dormant for so many years just to get a page of boxing books. He can't take too much risk just for himself, this page of boxing books.

After all, he also doesn't know his depth!

"In the north, you still have to be careful,"

Jiang Ning said, "Our opponents are not ordinary people."

"Yes, I know, brother, you should be careful too."

A Fei is not a person who doesn't know the importance, the master is not so easy to deal with, otherwise Jiang Ning would not be so serious.

After so many years, how many people can Jiang Ning take seriously?

He stubbed out the cigarette butt, stood up, stretched his ankles, and said with a smile, "You miss your sister-in-law?"

Jiang Ning nodded, showing a smile, and hurriedly extinguished the cigarette that was only half smoked, and threw it into the trash can.

He stretched out his hand again, breathed on it, smelled it himself, frowned and jumped up.

"You bloody jerk!"

Jiang Ning cursed, "I told you not to smoke or not to smoke, but you have to give me some, what should I do now?"

"It smells like smoke!"

The one Ah Fei gave him was their favorite one all the time, with a strong and heavy taste! JrNovels.com