Chapter 168 This old man is very difficult to kill.
He put down the bouquet and repainted the gilded words on the tombstone...
Behind me came the sound of a convoy rolling over gravel—
The man he called father was walking towards the grave with a golden cane.
Dozens of bodyguards then surrounded the area, their positions forming a blind spot for protection.
"You've brought all the necessary offerings." Master Nanchuan glanced at him coldly, "How lucky you even remembered that today is her death anniversary."
The incense burner was suddenly blown out by a strong wind.
The man bent down, lit some incense, and wiped the tombstone portrait with a silk scarf. Suddenly, he sneered, "You beast, how dare you kill your father?"
Before he finished speaking, Nanchuan Shijue pulled out his pistol smoothly and put the barrel against his temple.
At the same time, the bodyguard drew his gun and pointed it at Nanchuan Shijue——
"I don't want to dirty Yunyun's tomb." Master Nanchuan sighed and moved his body to the side.
Bang, the first bullet missed.
Nanchuan Shijue kept firing. He had practiced killing him countless times, so he should have been able to hit the target every time.
The gun was out of his control and was vibrating violently.
A bullet penetrated the left chest of Mr. Nanchuan, but a spent shell fell off.
Nanchuan Shijue's pupils suddenly shrank - the gun he assembled with his own hands had been tampered with?!
"As naive as your mother." Master Nanchuan pulled out the rapier from his cane and stabbed him in the throat. "Do you think this qualifies you as the heir to the Nanchuan family? I've experienced more than you've walked."
Nanchuan Shijue rolled over to avoid the attack, but the sword cut through his sleeve.
"For a woman, you want your father and son to kill each other?"
Master Nanchuan swung his sword and hit the eyeball of the angel statue in the melee.
Nanchuan Shijue grabbed the wine offering in front of the tomb and splashed it into the other party's eyes, but he felt a sharp pain in his left arm. The blood from the bullet site dripped down his custom-made suit onto the tombstone, emitting a strange red.
The old fox gave an expected smile and raised his hand.
The bodyguards blocked the way with guns, but they didn't dare to shoot. After all, the person in front of them was the only heir of the Nanchuan family...
Nanchuan Shijue turned around and kicked over the incense table, smashing the tribute, and broke out of the siege in a game of chess.
"Little wolf cub, the blood of your relatives can't quench your thirst." Master Nanchuan's face was cold. He stroked the blood on the tombstone and sneered, "How dare you dirty Yunyun's resting place..."
A sudden downpour shone, casting a hazy haze over the Gothic church.
Nanchuan Shijue jumped off the platform, holding his shot left arm, and the thorns of the rose bush tore his trousers.
The bullet lodged in his flesh, and behind him rang the twisted laughter of Master Nanchuan: "Yunyun, look at the good son you gave birth to! I want steel needles driven into every bone of his!"
The blood was washed away by the rain along the steps...
The gates of all the exits of the ancestral house in the cemetery were closed at the same time, and the sound of mechanical locking could be heard.
Nanchuan Shijue took off his tie to bandage his wound and entered the Painted Church through the side door.
When he bent down and went into the sewer, an order came from the ground: "I want to see the person alive or the body dead" -
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In the dilapidated clinic, Moss looked through the window and saw a search convoy passing by on the street.
Nanchuan Shijue bit the towel and took out the bullet with tweezers and scissors...
Pain filled his forehead, and amidst the excruciating pain of the alcohol burning his wound, the mobile phone beside him was playing the news that the Nanchuan family had offered a reward of tens of millions for the capture of their rebellious son.
On the black and white headlines was his arrogant and indifferent face.
Nanchuan Shijue suddenly sneered - how ironic, the old guy was even reluctant to admit in the news that this was an attempted patricide.
"Master, the whole city is under lockdown, and the master has issued a manhunt."
Moss clicked on the first-hand information.
Nanchuan Shijue saw the photo. After the old man left the cemetery, he attended the death anniversary banquet of the first lady of Nanchuan. He looked elegantly raising his glass in the photo - as if nothing had happened.
If the gun hadn't been tampered with and the bullet hadn't been poisoned, the old fox should be in the hospital for emergency treatment right now!
"Master, your gun must have been swapped during security..."
Master Nanchuan is very smart. He will check whether anyone he meets is carrying any weapons.
Nanchuan Shijue thought he had successfully passed the security check when entering the cemetery, but it turned out...
"It seems that we can't stay in Beizhou anymore. Should we start plan B?" Moss asked in a low voice.
Nanchuan Shijue frowned and angrily slapped the table: "I want to stay and kill him!"
"Master, in the current situation, it's very likely that you'll lose your life first..." Moss advised, "Think about Miss Ning..."
Nanchuan Shijue's pupils constricted. The woman left him without hesitation. She could live well without him.
Ning Fengsheng, you'd better go far away, to a place where you can't hear any news about me...
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Country Z, City A.
Ning Fengsheng set foot on a new land and breathed the wind of freedom.
If it weren't for the man who was following behind me and ruining the mood—
Nanchuan Yexiao followed closely behind, pushing a suitcase. As soon as he got off the phone, he connected the Bluetooth headset and answered the call.
Ning Fengsheng rarely saw him look so solemn...
"How long do you plan to follow me? I'm here, you can leave." Ning Fengsheng wanted to snatch his suitcase back.
Nanchuan Yexiao did not let go of the lever, but held the leather gloves tightly.
"Don't even think about pestering me!" Ning Fengsheng was on guard. Wouldn't he stay with her and not leave?
Nanchuan Yexiao ended the call and slid his phone in front of her...
The front-page headline was a nationwide wanted order issued by the Nanchuan family.
The lights at the airport suddenly became dazzling, and Ning Fengsheng's mind went blank.
"The news that my brother failed to assassinate the old man came out six hours earlier than I expected." Nanchuan Yexiao's mouth curled up, "What a loser, brother! Not only did the assassination fail, but the old man was completely unharmed."
"What do you mean?" Ning Fengsheng anxiously grabbed his collar, "The assassination attempt on the Nanchuan nobleman failed?"
"For you," Nanchuan Yexiao said calmly, "My brother can't stand this. I guessed he would take action."
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"How could the old man not be on guard?"
"You guessed it a long time ago, why didn't you stop him?"
"Ms. Ning Fengsheng, you think too highly of me. How can I stop my brother from doing what he wants?" Nanchuan Yexiao shrugged. "If not this time, then next time. Let him hit the wall once more."
Ning Fengsheng was choked. Indeed, no one could stop Nanchuan Shijue...
"That old man is very difficult to kill." Nanchuan Yexiao sneered, his sunglasses gleaming coldly. "Tsk, my brother actually went there alone. I applaud his courage!"
I thought Nanchuan Shijue would at least have a well-thought-out plan, with some conspiracy or something...
"Difficult to kill?"
"I've killed them countless times..." He seemed to be discussing today's weather. "It's extremely difficult to kill them. I just can't die."
Ning Fengsheng gasped: "Then why weren't you hunted down by Master Nanchuan?"
"Haha, I'm not as stupid as my brother - I assassinated him and didn't let him know it was me. The old man has so many enemies, he can just push anyone to take the blame."
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