Chapter 204

Soon, the two met in an empty classroom in the school. Mo Fan said, "Is this true? The Nangong family is provoking!"

Seeing Mo Fan's angry appearance, Xiao Yuening sighed and said, "Didn't I say that you can't move too much now. You can't restrain your awakening power, let alone control this huge power. As soon as you have emotional fluctuations, the power will be emitted in your subconscious. You don't feel the school. Has the temperature dropped a lot?

Mo Fan was stunned, then took a deep breath, suppressed the surging anger, and exhaled. Mo Fan's suppressed voice came: "This matter is worse than that of Mo Feng. I don't think I can forgive them."

Xiao Yuening raised her eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect you to become so righteous."

"I just can't stand the act of bullying and robing people's love. If it comes to a sense of justice, it's almost enough to call me the devil at that time." Mo Fan smiled coldly.

Xiao Yuening didn't agree and said, "I'm afraid you will be soft-hearted at that time."

Mo Fan was speechless, but the cold light in the depths of his eyes was frightening.

Nangong's house, somewhere.

"My ancestor, this Xiao family is so rampant that they actually stretched out their tentacles to our Nangong family." A middle-aged man is looking respectfully at an old man in the seat.

This is a secret room-like room, but the decoration is quite elegant. The green bamboo outside the door is crisp and quiet.

The white-haired old man took a look at the middle-aged man and said lightly, "The Xiao family?"

"Hmm! The family at the top of the economic list, but if we talk about the historical background, it is far from our Nangong family. Now that your ancestors have come out of the mountain, they have actually found us. Obviously, the intelligence network of the Xiao family is sophisticated and can't escape the eyes of the same people. Although they got the information of the Nangong family, they were finally found.

The white-haired old man said, "What's wrong with our Nangong family?" Lao Zhao's original faint look slowly turned stern and said, "You don't have eyes as much as your son. Are you blind?"

Feering the anger of the ancestor, the middle-aged man said fearfully, "Ancestor, is there anything wrong with your grandchildren?"

Unexpectedly, the old man closed his eyes and slowly said, "I should listen to what Zhiyan said at the beginning and let the Nangong family live. Now the rotten life actually blinds your eyes. It's profit-making, indulgence, and even short-sighted that I don't know what to provoke and what to do."

The middle-aged man was stunned and was even more frightened. If the Nangong family was really born to live, then everything now would have to be given up. For all this, he did not want to abandon it. At present, he said, "My ancestors, forgive me for saying frankly, in today's world, except for the Oriental family, Can anyone be better than you?

The old man's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were like a sharp sword. The middle-aged man touched the old man's eyes, stepped back a few steps, and sat on the ground, gasping for breath in his mouth, obviously scared.

"There are people outside, and there is a sky outside. I just lived a little longer. Who taught you this kind of thing as invincible in the world?" The old man's tone was harsh. Originally, he thought that these descendants just didn't know what to do or what not to do. Now these descendants are so ignorant that they are invincible in the world. Their hatred for iron and steel suddenly turned into a painful life. How corrupted their group of descendants?

The middle-aged man quickly got up and knelt on the ground. The ancestor was famous for his iron heart. Several owners were killed by the ancestor himself for doing something wrong.

"Where's Yuer? Did he go out to cause trouble? The old man saw the appearance of a middle-aged man. After all, he was his own descendants. He was related by blood, and his tone also eased a little.

Seeing that his ancestors did not mean to execute himself, the middle-aged man secretly pinched a cold sweat and replied, "Yes, the little ancestor is teaching children."

"Told him to roll over." As soon as the old man finished speaking, he found that his spiritual veins were cold and said to himself: Why is this ominous feeling?

The middle-aged man knew that his ancestors were still angry and quickly ran out to invite his little ancestors.

The old man stroked the white beard on his chest and muttered in a low voice: "What kind of character has this boy provoked? Unexpectedly, the Xiao family intervened. I don't know who is the head of the Xiao family?"

And on the other side, the Oriental family.

"Do you think my little granddaughter is going to get married?" At this time, in a secret room very similar to the Nangong family, an old man with a white beard was blowing his beard and staring at him and walking around the room, very anxious.

At this time, a white-haired man said, "Brother Dongfang, don't worry, wait for your grandparents and grandchildren to finish."

A middle-aged man looked at the white-haired man gratefully and came to inform the ancestor that his daughter was about to solve the marriage. Unexpectedly, the ancestor was furious and his reaction was extremely strong

"It's not a marriage, but the second son of the Nangong family who married my Oriental family." The middle-aged man said gently.

"I said boss, why are you so anxious to marry my little granddaughter, the boy surnamed Mo?" The old man stamped his feet, which made the white-haired man smile bitterly.

"Ancestor..."

"Call me Grandpa!" The middle-aged man was choked by this sentence as soon as he wanted to speak.

"Grandpa," the middle-aged man quickly changed his words and said, "Mo Zi, died in the line of duty."

"Dead in the line of duty?" The old man froze in an instant, and the white-haired man's eyes changed, and a fierce momentum suddenly emitted.

The middle-aged man said, "Senior Ling, what's wrong?"

The white-haired man restrained and looked at his beloved descendant and said, "It's okay. I'm just a little surprised."

At this time, the old man suddenly burst into tears and shouted, "My little grandson! Why are you so pitiful? Your father didn't love you since you were a child. Your mother left you early, and now you have a good baby. Why are you so miserable? My little granddaughter, Grandpa loves you!"

The middle-aged man blushed and was busy with things. He had been indifferent to Dongfang Ningyu since he was a child, and he was ashamed, but at this time he couldn't say anything.

At this time, the man in white said, " boss, you go first and ask the second brother to send a few jars of good wine. Xiao Ningyu, if you are willing to come here.

The man in white spoke with great weight. The middle-aged man, the head of the Oriental family, quickly retreated and asked his younger brother Dongfang Ying to send wine.

Two hours later, the old man with white beard was still crying and shouting that he wanted to see Xiao Ningyu. The white-haired man just looked at the ground, sat down, drank a sip of wine, poured a mouthful of wine on the ground, and said, "Little friend, although you and I have only drunk wine once, we are not rebellious. We will do a jar for you!" After saying that, a jar of wine fell down.

At this time, a cold sound came:

"Grandpa."