20 years of turmoil

Chapter 110 Take what you need
what do you want?
At this time, should I pretend to be confused, or speak out.

Forget it, sometimes people can't treat others as stupid, and don't pretend to be too stupid.

Ning Ren picked up the wine glass, looked at it, put it down, and took a sip of fruit juice: "If you want Yidao to become a lighthouse, the future No. A key figure in breaking the game."

"Who?"

Ning Ren didn't answer, but asked: "Who is in your heart? Or your uncle, or the people behind you, who is in your heart?"

Sif shook her head: "There is no goal, and there is no potential worth investing in."

Ning Ren smiled: "Ten words for you."

"I am listening."

"The little demon in the temple is strong, and the pool is shallow and full of kings."

Sif was just about to put a question mark on her face. She was learning Chinese, and she could write ten characters, but she couldn't understand them together.She believed that the ten words Ning Ren said had a deeper meaning.

After staring at Ning Ren for a full 2 ​​minutes, Sif said, "I even doubted myself. After listening to your explanation, I didn't understand what it meant. Why don't you try to explain it, or just tell me what to do."

Ning Ren: "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Rivers and lakes represent disputes and human feelings. Miaoxiao implies a small-scale circle. The smaller the circle, the easier it is to have disputes and make a mess. Another sentence, you can understand that when the amount of water When it is abundant, all kinds of bastards have food and drink, so they are safe, but once the water becomes shallow and resources are limited, many disputes will naturally arise for the sake of profit."

Sif savored Ning Ren's words, and she probably understood what Ning Ren meant.

"So, what's your suggestion?"

"The key figure in breaking the book is the new Yibei City Lord."

"He! Isn't he a close friend of the Chang family?"

Ning Ren shook his head with a smile, and threw a yellowed envelope on the table.Then he said: "You know, there's been a mess here recently. I bought it at a high price. I'll tell you later how I bought this. I have more than this time."

Sif opened it, and the contents seemed to be Chinese characters, but she didn't recognize them at all.

Ning Ren threw out another envelope, which was earlier than that one.

It's all in Japanese language.

Sif has learned both Japanese and Chinese, and it took her 10 minutes to flip through the two envelopes.

Sif picked up a glass of 56-degree Xifeng from ten years ago and sighed: "I admit it, I am a fool, I am a vase, can you tell me directly."

Ning Ren held the wine bottle that Sif was about to refill: "Let me tell you."

"Let's talk about the Japanese slave language first. This is the family history of the city lord. His family is an inferior dog who has been trained by the slaves for many years. His father is only 1.6 meters tall, but he is 1.8 meters tall. His name is Yan. Li Zhengnan, this can be further verified from Wo Nu, for Cai Ai, this is very easy."

"Yes, yes." Sif nodded repeatedly.

Ning Ren then explained the second envelope: "This is the content, which means that he joined the Han family 30 years ago."

"What?" Sif hurriedly moved the extra things on the table aside, for fear of soiling the envelope and its contents, she realized that the envelope was priceless.

Ning Ren didn't care. After taking a sip of the juice, he said, "I'm showing you this, it just means one thing. This is an uncooked dog. It will only benefit and have no loyalty."

Sif didn't understand: "Then you still choose him?"

Ning Ren: "So, we need a dog leash, and then add a person holding the dog leash."

"Keep going."

"The dog leash." Ning Ren threw another envelope on the table, then pointed at Sif: "The person holding the dog leash."

Sif opened the envelope, and this time she understood the contents of the envelope at a glance.

This person is Zhou Chaoxian, one of the people who went to Ying's house to work for Chang Shaowu in Yidao. Now he is in Yidao to protect himself and to get revenge.

Ning Ren: "Protect him, help him to the top, he will help you make that dog very obedient within a limited range."

"Now, let me tell you about the importance of this person, the hole cards in his hand, and how thick the dog chain he is holding."

What Ning Ren talked about was still the theory of tickets, money, and night.

Siflian's eyes were twinkling with little stars.

This set is too brilliant.

Her head couldn't keep up with Ning Ren's train of thought.

After listening to Ning Ren, Sif asked, "Why don't you contact him?"

Ning Ren shook his head: "I can't, I'm from the Fourteenth Hall of Daogang, and the Fourteenth Hall has a feud with him, a big feud. You know that in Luzon, the Fourteenth Hall flattened their Zhuzibang territory. And Zhuzibang flattened Shenghe’s territory in Java, and fought against Xinyi in Rouyi.”

Sif probably understood what Ning Ren meant: "So, what should I do?"

"I can contact you, but I can't show up. In this way, you listen to me, you just need to do this, this, this..., and then prepare a sum of money. It doesn't need too much, just what you want. Then it is to ensure that he will not The promise of being caught requires double guarantees from Eagle Family Fobole and Yidao."

"Small matter." Sif didn't find it difficult at all.

After Ning Ren finished speaking, he handed over a report in pure English, typed out with a typewriter: "I wrote it for you, and you can directly hand it over to your boss. There is a little credit for my assistance, and the main credit goes to you."

Sif didn't accept it politely at all: "I don't take your advantage for nothing."

"Let's go, go back to sleep." Ning Ren got up and was about to leave, but stopped after a few steps: "I forgot to tell you, this Zhou Chaoxian got a lot of old things from Zhuzi State and Sishuitan State , I bought the envelope from a few of his subordinates through a third party."

"I'll write it down." Sif didn't look up, but focused on the report Ning Ren wrote for her.

In fact, Ning Ren's report was not written by him, but by Han Shuang.

Back at the hotel, Ning Ren stood under the shower faucet, poured some shampoo on the top of his head, leaned on the wall with one hand, thinking about what he hadn't thought through, because it was inconvenient to contact Zhuge Buyi in Daogang at this time, So think about it yourself.

Just like that, the exhausted Ning Ren supported the wall and fell asleep.

He is really tired, thinking too much is more tiring than running.

In the middle of the night, when Ning Ren woke up, he was lying on the bed in the bedroom, and Han Shuang was sitting beside him, reading a book.

Ning Ren looked at Han Shuang.

Ning Ren wanted to ask a few words, but he remembered that he seemed to be in the bathroom.

Han Shuang didn't give Ning Ren a chance to ask questions, and smiled at Ning Ren: "When it comes to beating dogs, you are really a professional, probably a little worse than the old fairy."

Hearing the meaning of Han Shuang's words, Ning Ren asked with a hint of joy, "It's done?"

(End of this chapter)