Today's self is no longer dormant.
From the moment Ning Qianqiu, an old man, announced that he would re recognize his direct grandson status, he was re exposed to the outside world.
At Ning's house, his eldest brother and the factions around him always wanted to die.
Ning Luo knew that Ning Fusu was only the first wave of their temptation, and subsequent temptations would follow.
Besides the Ning family, the military leader who sent people to assassinate himself in the second half of the city two days ago is also a big risk.
In a sense, Ning Luo's fear of the military Lord is even greater than those of his eldest brother's faction.
After all, those people in the Ning family always have to take into account the old thing Ning Qianqiu. They don't dare to be too blatant.
But the warlord hiding behind his back had no such concern at all.
As long as people want, they can do it to themselves at any time.
More importantly, so far, Ning Luo doesn't know what the identity and origin of the military Lord is?
Is there a larger and far-reaching force behind it, and their ultimate goal to deal with themselves?
The complete ignorance of the enemy's situation made Ningluo have a deep sense of crisis.
"I hope you can really do what you say. I don't want to see you come back with injuries!"
Lin Qianxue's pretty face was covered with frost and said coldly.
She knew that Ningluo might not listen to her words, but as a wife, she still had to do what she should be told.
"Oh, are you talking about love? When did the martial arts society turn into a place for love instead of practicing martial arts? "
"If that's the case, I think your Chinese martial arts club would better let out the venues to our Taekwondo Club. Just as we recruit too many people, the venues are not enough."
A banter of derision sounded from the door.
Then there was a burst of scattered footsteps.
Ning Luo frowned slightly, looked up and saw the direction of the door. A line of Jiang University Students in Taekwondo uniforms crossed the door.
The first is a handsome boy who is about the same height as him.
With a shawl of broken hair and a smile of evil charm hanging from the corners of his lips, he went straight in.
Behind him are dozens of Taekwondo students, as if the stars were supporting the moon.
"Wow, it's Duan muchu, President of Taekwondo Club. Hey, how did he come to our martial arts club?"
"I don't know, but it must be bad. I remember the last time Duanmu chased our president and was rejected by the president. I'm afraid he didn't come to find fault this time?"
"It sounds like. This guy thinks he's handsome. It's hateful. "
"If you are just handsome, do you think Duanmu can take the position of president of Taekwondo Club at the beginning? They are not only handsome, but also have real strength, and they study well. Naturally, they are delicious in school. "
As soon as Duanmu, wearing a white uniform, stepped into the National Art Museum, he attracted a burst of discussion.
The comments on him seem to be a bit more popular than the previous Liu Xiang. Obviously, the popularity of this Duanmu in Jiangda is one level higher than that of Liu Xiang.
"Duanmu Chu, this is the venue of China's art society. Please take your people and leave immediately!"
At the beginning of seeing this Duanmu, Lin Mohan became angry again, took a step forward and yelled loudly.
"Hum! There is no tiger in the mountain, and the monkey is the king. Lin Mohan, you are not qualified to talk to me. Ask mu Yunbing to come out and see me. "
"Our president is not here. Tell me something."
Lin Mohan was belittled by Duanmu Chu, but he was not angry. He stared and responded.
"No? Isn't it a flight? Did she forget her three-year appointment with our president? "
In the Taekwondo Club, someone shouted.
"About three years, what about three years?"
Someone muttered in surprise. It was obvious that he didn't know what happened to the three-year appointment.
Here, Lin Mohan and a man with a clear background heard the words "about three years", their faces sank and became ugly.
"Three years ago, the president entered Jiangda with Duanmu Chu. At that time, Duanmu Chu pursued our president, but the president didn't agree. Somehow, Duanmu Chu hated because of love. With his excellent martial arts skills and contacts in Jiangda, he took charge of the Taekwondo club to suppress our martial arts club. Once, our Martial Arts Club almost couldn't find students. Finally, the president made an appointment with Duanmu for three years, and our martial arts club came back. "
"Oh, it turns out that there are these secrets. What's the purpose of the three-year appointment?"
"The president and Duanmu Chu agreed that after three years, the Chinese martial arts club and Taekwondo Club will select three people to compete. After winning, the loser will take a detour, and give up their largest training venue and half of the recruitment quota of school associations in the next three years. In other words, if our martial arts club wins the duel, the Taekwondo Club will take a detour when it meets the people of our martial arts club, and its largest training venue will also be used by our martial arts club. In addition, at present, 150 people will be allocated to our martial arts club for the recruitment of nearly 300 people every year. On the contrary, the same is true. "
"Of course, this is only public. What is not public is said to be a gamble made by our president and Duanmu Chu."
"They bet privately?"
"Yes! The president has a private duel with duanmuchu. If the president loses, he should promise to be duanmuchu's woman. If duanmuchu loses, he can transfer to school and leave Jiangda. "
"Shit, it's too unfair. Why should our president be a woman if he loses? If he loses, he'll be unharmed and just transfer to another school?"
"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, our martial arts club is weak. At the beginning, our president made this guy promise this bet after a lot of trouble. Otherwise, it's hard to say whether there is our martial arts club now."
"Ah... It's really sad that the great martial arts club has been reduced to this state. If the iron skeleton students were here, they wouldn't be bullied into what they are now."
Around, some students who knew the inside story of the Chinese Martial Arts Society whispered about Chari.
Ning Luo stood on one side and listened to the whole story.
"Why don't you speak, mute, or can't you afford to lose, ready to default?"
"If that's the case, it's better to dissolve the martial arts society. It's no time. It's still clinging to the useless things of its ancestors. A group of elm bumps can't keep up with the times."
The boy with sharp nosed monkey cheeks standing on the side of Duanmu Chu shouted again, and the momentum of pretending to be a tiger was also full.
"Zhou Xin, you traitor, you have the face to say that our national art society is not. Believe it or not, I'll break your dog's teeth now?"
"Ouch, assistant Lin, you are so powerful. I just entered the court by mistake at the beginning. Fortunately, I found something wrong in the middle, so I turned to the Taekwondo Club. I'm a Junjie who knows the current affairs, but I can't get involved in the traitor's relationship of a dime. If you talk nonsense again, I'll sue you for slander. "
"But for the sake of our classmates, I don't care about you. Please ask assistant Lin to invite the president out. Our president has many things to do. We don't have time to fool around here. "
Zhou Xin's sharp nosed monkey cheek man, with a fierce look in his eyes, shouted in a cold voice.