Chapter: 2544
"You could have killed him for revenge!"
Fang Qiu took a deep breath, and there was some excitement in his voice.
"I said, it's your job to kill him."
Jiang Ning said, "As for the others, it's not all the hermit families who deserve to die, but only the Fang family."
"You take good care of your wounds, this day will come soon."
He didn't explain much.
Fang Qiu also didn't ask any more questions. After staying with Jiang Ning for a long time, Fang Qiu knew that Jiang Ning would think deeply about everything he did.
Not only looking at the present, looking at the present, but also considering the future.
He knew that Jiang Ning had the Ji Dao boxing manual in his hand, and even He Daoren's death was probably guiding Jiang Ning to pursue more things. Fang Qiu knew this, and Jiang Ning knew this even more.
It is for this purpose that the others are left behind, in order to collect all the boxing records and break the secret of the map behind the boxing records.
"Master,"
Jiang Ning walked to the door, Fang Qiu stopped him, "Thank you."
Without Jiang Ning, he is still kept in the dark, he has not been able to recognize his biological mother, and he still recognizes a thief as his father...
Jiang Ning didn't speak, just nodded slightly, turned and left.
At that time.
Fang Wei went back to Fang's house in Zhongnanshan.
He still has lingering fears.
Forbidden land in the East China Sea...
It is indeed terrible!
Even if one's strength exceeds the level of a grand master, in such a city, one would never be able to escape unscathed.
All the people are soldiers, that's how Donghai feels to him!
Anyone who enters it is like being trapped in a huge vortex, and it is almost impossible to think out.
"Call me Fang Hongshan!"
Fang Wei said angrily.
"Patriarch, Elder Hongshan is retreating, saying that he..."
Fang Wei stood up abruptly, his face extremely gloomy, "If he doesn't come to see me, then I'll go find him!"
After speaking, Fang Wei went straight to where Fang Hongshan was.
At this moment, Fang Hongshan is still in his practice room. These days, he hasn't gone out, and he hasn't even taken a step towards the gate.
He was always waiting for news, and wanted to see if the eight hermit families joined forces with Donghai to get a few pages of boxing books.
Fang Hongshan sat there cross-legged, with a tea table in front of him, and the fragrance of tea overflowed, filling the entire practice room. JrNovels.com