The best of the city

Chapter 105 Maybe
Coming out of the room, Chen Haoran had an extra cigarette in his mouth.Leaning his back against the wall, he looked at the ceiling, took a deep breath of smoke and sprayed it out into the air.After a long time, he smiled and shook his head, then walked towards the elevator.

Just as Chen Haoran entered the elevator, Feng Ling from the dark came out.After glancing at the direction of the elevator, she knocked on the door: "Young master, can I go in?"

"Come in, Wind Chime."

Feng Ling was allowed to open the door, but the young master was still sitting.It's just that her frowning proved that she was troubled, and this scene made Feng Ling very puzzled.

As the young master's entourage, Feng Ling thought she had the most contact with the young master.But she had never seen Nangong Mulan's expression before, could it be because of that Chen Haoran?
His eyes kept falling on the TV screen, which still showed the scene of Chen Haoran slapping Zhao Liang.Frown from time to time, and stretch out from time to time.

Who is he?

The conversation with Chen Haoran was not long, and it can even be said that most of the time was silent.But smart people don't need too many words to chat, and can understand the whole meaning in just a few words.

"Miss Nangong, don't you want to witness the rise of a new star?"

"Why?"

"Just because I said this, and because I am Chen Haoran."

The conversation ended here, and this also determined the future of the Nangong family.Of course Nangong Mulan didn't know about this, and even Chen Haoran didn't know about it.

Looking back from the screen, Nangong Mulan's pursed red lips curved.Chen Haoran's contemptuous attitude made her feel as if she had passed away.

It seemed that the one sitting in front of her was not Chen Hao but that man, the man who made her happy and made her sad.The heart ached, the pain finally turned into a sigh: "Feng Ling, do you think he is still alive?"

Dazed for a moment, Fengling didn't answer immediately, but she shook her head lightly seeing the sadness on the young master's face: "Young master, he is already dead."

How could it be possible to survive the siege of a nightmare? !

"Yes, he is already dead." Nangong Mulan laughed at herself, shaking the wine in her hand: "Why is he so stupid to carry out the task by himself."

"Knowing the strength of the enemy and still insisting on going, he is so stupid, he is so stupid."

"You know I like you, why don't you want to look at me?"

"..."

Constantly muttering to herself, two lines of tears rolled down Nangong Mulan's face.Three years later, the news of that man has disappeared.After searching again and again, all I got was disappointment.

"Send someone to secretly protect Chen Haoran, and don't show up until the critical moment."

Half an hour later, Nangong Mulan regained her mood, the sadness on her face disappeared and was replaced by her usual charm.Looking at Chen Haoran on the screen, she smiled and said, "Although you are no longer here, I have found someone very similar to you."

"Yes, my lord."

Looking at the screen in the same way, Feng Ling responded.

Chen Haoran, who came out of the elevator over there, took out his mobile phone and dialed John's number.Soon the phone was connected, and John's excited voice came from the other end: "Is that you, Young Master Chen?"

"It's me, where are you?"

"I'm at the backstage of the wine cabinet, Young Master Chen, are you alright?"

"It's okay, I'll go find you and meet and talk."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Haoran went down to the first floor, and suddenly bursts of explosive music sounded.The colorful lights flickered on the huge stage, and men and women were swinging their bodies.

Going through the crowd to the bar counter, Chen Haoran saw John who was waiting.He walked over to say hello, and was led by the latter to an office.

"Young Master Chen, I heard from Bin Zai that you beat up the two brothers of the Zhao family?" Taking out two wine glasses and putting them on the table, John poured the wine and asked, "And you also messed with the knife division?"

After taking a sip of the wine, Chen Haoran nodded: "I fought the two brothers of the Zhao family, but what would you mean by splitting the knife?"

After seeing the expression on Chen Haoran's face, John was a little surprised: "Young Master Chen, you don't know about the split-knife meeting?"

"Will splitting the knife be very powerful, why do I have to know?" Chen Haoran asked strangely because he didn't know why.

Now John didn't know what to say, but he didn't know about the knife-point meeting but he dared to do it.Not only did he beat up the two brothers of the Zhao family, but he also provoked the knife point meeting. I have to say that Young Master Chen is too courageous.

"Young Master Chen, the Fen Dao Society is our underground force in Xiamen City." Seeing that Chen Haoran's expression was not moved at all, John continued to explain: "Let's use an analogy, the Fen Dao Society's status in Xiamen City is like that of Nanhui in Nancheng position."

His eyes lit up, and Chen Haoran naturally thought of that brat.I didn't expect that the other party would be a member of the Saber Society, and it was quite powerful to hear John say that.

The leader of Xiacheng's underground forces? !

"Listen to what you said, that knife-point meeting was not bad." Fingers tapped on the table, Chen Haoran curled his lips jokingly: "I didn't expect that when I first came to Xiamen City, I would encounter such a huge monster."

Seeing Chen Haoran without a trace of panic, on the contrary, he seemed to be looking forward to it?This makes John scratch his head, isn't he worried at all?
"Young Master Chen, the power of the Knife Branching Association has spread almost all over Xiamen City. Moreover, those people will take revenge if you offend them. Young Master Chen, if you provoke them, they will not let you go." John felt anxious at the end. Dead: "Young Master Chen, why don't you go back quickly."

Seeing the worry on John's face, Chen Haoran's heart warmed up.After drinking the wine in the glass in one breath, he stood up from the sofa.Walking to the window and looking at the night sky outside, he said after a long time.

"No one can stop me, Chen Haoran, from going the way I want to go, even if the Nanhui can't be divided into the Daohui."

Staring fixedly at Chen Haoran's back, John felt a sense of heroism at this moment.But soon his face was full of surprise, because he thought of the news he saw some time ago.

The leading company in Nancheng, Kangmei Group, went bankrupt, and all the top management inside were shuffled.For some reason, John instinctively connected this matter with Chen Haoran, and suddenly came to a shocking conclusion.

Could it be that Nanhui has collapsed?

"Young Master Chen, is Nanhui still the leader in Nancheng?" John asked after swallowing his saliva about ten minutes later.

Looking at the night sky outside the window, Chen Haoran twitched the corner of his mouth, and then said something that left John dumbfounded.

"Nanhui, long gone."

boom.

The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, but John didn't seem to see it.He looked closely at Chen Haoran: "Then, where is Nanba?"

"Now there is no such person as Nanba in Nancheng." Turning to look at John with a sluggish face, Chen Haoran smiled and said, "Now, do you still think I should go back?"

Kangmei Group is down, Nanhui is gone, and Nanba is dead.

The behind-the-scenes of a series of news turned out to be this boy under 20 years old, and John felt that his brain was not enough.Is this world too crazy, or is my own thinking too backward?

That overlord who could cover the sky with one hand in Nancheng actually died?The Nanhui, the leading underground force in Nancheng, is gone?And all this was done by the young man in front of him?

One by one doubts kept coming to mind, but soon he thought of the key points.Slowly looking at Chen Haoran's gaze, the initial respect changed to awe.

Perhaps, the Swordsman Club in Xiamen City will also follow in the footsteps of the Southern Club!

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(End of this chapter)