[Chapter 193]: Identity (to!)

The identity of the giant tyrant level is actually a character that no one knows. If this kind of thing is really known by some forces of BJ, it will inevitably cause an uproar. After taking them out of the underground casino of the West Gate, Tang Monk's originally frightened heart settled down.

Fairy-like little Mengli had jumped into the man's arms when she saw Tang Monk. She was very quiet and didn't say anything, but her eyes did not leave the man holding her. Tang Monk originally thought that Xiao Mengli would be scared in some way. It seemed that she was much stronger than she thought, at least not the kind of fear of ordinary children. But Fan Xiaoxuan, who is not seen, can be strong and not cry. Fan Xiaoxuan, who has never been frightened by this kind, walks out of the underground casino of the West Gate. Her eyes are blurred, her tears are hazy, and her body seems to exude some kind of twitching, which makes Tang Seng feel that the originally extremely proud little fox is actually not as good as a child who has not grown up. .

"It's all right." Tang Seng, holding the child, hugged the two people and comforted them, especially when he saw Fan Xiaoxuan's face that had cried like a kitten. He said with concern. If you cry again, you can find the kitten to be a sister! Hearing the other party's joke, Fan Xiaoxuan stopped crying.

"It's so beautiful. Send Xiaoxuan and Yunyun back to the villa. I have something to say to Orange.

"I know."

After saying that, he left with two women. Although Tang Monk also wanted the little Mengli in his arms to follow them, he didn't want Aunt Chen to ask, but could only send her back today.

A young man held a child, and a handsome man followed him, forming a very strange picture. In addition, the girl in the man's arms came out of the world like a fairy, which added a lot of strange atmosphere to the picture, at least attracted a lot of attention and made a group of people unconsciously go. Look at this place.

"Orange, have you ever heard of the name Nangong Yueli?"

"Nangong Yueli? No, this surname is very special. What's the matter?"

Hearing the orange who heard the other party say this surname, he asked doubtfully. Originally, he also thought that the person behind Li Mingshan was Fei Wuji, but now listening to the tone of the Tang monk, it should be a person named Nangong Yueli, but this Nangong Yueli has really never heard of it. A person who has never heard of can be in B Does J open such a luxurious casino without being known?

"Li Mingshan's boss is Nangong Yueli, that is, he instructed Li Mingshan to kidnap Mengli and others."

"Isn't it Fei Wuji?"

Hearing Tang Seng say this, Orange asked in surprise that he couldn't believe that BJ had such a big man. But I don't know any clues. I haven't even heard of this name. At least this guy named Nangong Yueli has been dominating in BJ for several years. After all, this West Gate underground casino has been open for a long time. If you don't learn this kind of thing from the population you trust most, Orange will not believe it.

"Zhu Ziqiao guessed wrong. Since you don't know, it seems that I have to go home and ask Grandpa. Tang Monk sighed and said, and then waved to the taxi and planned to go home.

"Wait. What is that Nangong Yueli looking for you?

"Cooperation. Fight against Fei Wuji.

"This? How dare someone dare to fight against Fei Wuji? After all, Fei Wuji is still surrounded by Liang Chengru. Did you promise him?" Orange asked in surprise, as if he was afraid that the man bolder than the sky would promise a sudden character to be the enemy of Fei Wuji, who is known as the prince.

"No, so that's why I'm afraid. I'll go home and ask my grandpa first. You'd better go back and ask your grandfather. I hope we can investigate something about Nangong Yueli. Otherwise, we will be completely passive." After saying that, Tang Monk didn't wait for Chengzi, who was thinking, to react and went straight to the taxi. In her arms, she was like a girl who had been waiting quietly. She didn't say a word from beginning to end, and her expression did not feel scared, as if she understood that the man was saying some important information.

"Xiao Mengli, don't tell your mother what happened in the past two days when you get home!" Tang Seng, who got on the taxi, explained to the little girl who sat next to him and looked at him with a bright smile, and said in a very gentle voice.

"Ye-huh. I will definitely not tell my mother." The little girl finally changed the cold and frosty expression just now, repaying the other party's bright smile. This smile turned a certain worry in Tang Seng's heart. Tang Monk also smiled and held the little girl sitting next to him on his lap.

Seeing this scene of love, the fifty-year-old taxi driver also subconsciously took a look at these two people who don't look like father and daughter in the rearview mirror. In their fifties, although they can't walk more than young people to eat, that kind of experience is also a little old-fashioned, and it can be seen that these two people. It's not that kind of father-daughter relationship. Although I have learned a little about looking at the face, I still can't see the face of a girl as beautiful as a fairy in a man's arms. He just muttered to himself in his heart, "Such a master who harms the country and the people is really not the bloodline that ordinary people can have."

As soon as the elderly get older, they basically learn to nag. This man who is like menopause also has such a temperament. Seeing such a man with great temperament and such a little girl who doesn't like living in the world, he naturally has more words. Seeing two expressions of love and looking for a topic. He said, "The little girl's temperament is similar to yours! You really look like brothers and sisters."

Hearing this sentence, Tang Seng was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect the taxi driver to say such a thing. He smiled and said, "Uncle, your vision is really unique."

However, Chen Mengli, who was sitting on Tang Seng's lap, did not have the smiling expression of Tang Seng, but looked at the uncle coldly. The taxi driver through the rearview mirror was obviously trembling with that look, as if he was scared by the little girl's eyes. He stopped talking. He had some kind of thought in his heart. With the thought of laughing, I was actually scared by a child's eyes, but I didn't continue to chat with the guests and fart. I just drove quietly. A certain frightening lethality in the girl's eyes just now keeps emerging in my mind.

After arriving at Tang's villa, Tang Monk got out of the car with Chen Mengli, who was already asleep. Looking at the taxi driver who left, who left, he didn't care about the cold outside. He got out of the car, looked at the two young men and the little girl with similar temperament, and whispered, "It's evil fate, entangled!" After saying that, he turned to the car and was in a good mood. He seemed to feel that he had encountered a very happy thing. He was not in a hurry to continue to pick up the work, but drove to the direction of going home.

When he arrived at Tang's villa, Tang Monk put down his sleeping little Mengli**, and then went to the study to ask his grandfather for information about the man named Nangong Yueli.

Tang Han is still drinking tea leisurely in the study. It seems that since he planned to explain something to Tang Monk last time, he really planned to return to the study, drink tea, play chess, and write calligraphy. I feel that this kind of life is really easy.

Looking at Grandpa's leisurely life, Tang Monk also has a trace of yearning, but that yearning disappears in an instant. After all, he has a certain responsibility. In fact, he also has a certain idea of working hard in his heart. Naturally, he can't live so leisurely.

"Grandpa."

"I'm back. Is Meng Li's child also back?" Tang Han poured a glass of water for his grandson and asked.

"I'm asleep. I put her in my room. Aunt Chen hasn't asked these days, has she?"

"Why not? You abducted other people's daughter, and they can't come to ask for guilt." Tang Han said jokingly. However, seeing Tang Seng's heavy expression, he asked doubtfully, "What happened?"

"Grandpa, do you know Nangong Yueli?" Tang Monk, who wanted to stop talking, finally asked this sentence. Although he didn't want to say that Xiao Mengli was kidnapped, since this question came out, Grandpa will definitely ask himself how he knew Nangong Yueli, as long as Grandpa knew this person.

Tang Han, who was going to take up the cup and drink tea, put the teacup on the table tremblingly with one hand and asked sadly, "Are you talking about Nangong?"

"Yes! The surname is Nangong.

"How old is he?" Tang Han's voice was suddenly much older than just now, and his voice was full of sadness.

"About 30 years old."

"It shouldn't be him. However, there is someone whose surname is Nangong, which must have something to do with him. Tang Han said slowly.

"Grandpa. Who are you talking about? Tang Seng obviously didn't expect that his grandfather really knew a man named Nangong.

"Oh!" Tang Han sighed heavily, and then stopped talking, as if recalling some kind of memory. Tang Monk did not disturb him. I just quietly listened to my grandfather explain to himself the story about the man with the surname of Nangong. However, what surprised Tang Monk was that Grandpa didn't say anything, but asked softly, "What is he looking for you?"

Tang Monk didn't hide anything about how the other party kidnapped Xiao Mengli, how to test himself, and finally how he wanted to trade with him.

"Did you agree?" Tang Han asked in a low voice, without any feelings. Tang Monk couldn't understand whether his grandfather wanted him to agree or not. Just shaking my head. He said that he did not agree to the Nangong Yueli deal.

"Oh. Do whatever you want! I'm old, and the world will be up to you in the future. However, if you think about it, whether it is Nangong or Fei Wuji, you are no match for them. Just don't be their cannon fodder. Although the deal proposed by Nangong is very attractive, some things must be experienced. After all, outsiders are unreliable. Only when their fists are strong enough and the power is strong enough can they achieve a situation of power. Don't let people be bullied." Tang Han slowly stood up from the sofa, looked at the scenery outside, and said helplessly.

"Grandpa, what happened to Nangong that you heard before? Is this Nangong Yueli the descendant of Nangong that you have heard about? Tang Monk was still impatient to find out what the Nangong in his grandfather's mouth had to do with the Nangong he saw today.