There was no reason for Ning Fan to refuse.
Ning Fan has always been curious about Jia Hu.
What is his true identity?
Luo Xiu said that Jia Hu was a retainer of the Luo family for three generations.
If he was an outsider planted in the Luo family...
Isn't that too long?
But unfortunately, during the bloody show, Jia Hu let him go.
Since then, the two have never had any contact.
Jia Hu gave Ning Fan a location.
Ning Fan was very familiar with the road from Area F70 to Yefengkou, and he immediately determined the approximate location.
"Dafan, this old guy is pretty fierce, we have to be careful."
After hanging up the phone, Xu Ben immediately reminded.
Back then at the Blood Show, Xu Ben did suffer a loss at the hands of Jia Hu.
"If he wanted to kill me, he could have done it during the blood show."
…
An hour later.
Ning Fan sat in the car, looking in the direction of Yefengkou.
Soon, a car gradually appeared in his sight.
There was only Jia Hu in the car.
After parking the car nearby, Jia Hu slowly got out and walked towards Ning Fan.
Ning Fan also opened the door and got out of the car.
"Thank you, Mr. Jia, for not killing me."
Ning Fan looked sincere.
"Very sweet."
Jia Hu commented lightly, then looked around: "Where's the Boxing Saint? Tell him to stop hiding and come out!"
Ning Fan was startled, then waved towards the small hill beside him.
"Come out!"
There was no movement over the hill.
Ning Fan smiled bitterly, "Even Old Master Jia knows you're here! Stop sneaking around and making a fool of yourself!"
After a while...
"Dafan, what are you talking about?"
Xu Ben walked out from behind the hillside without blushing or beating his heart: "I just went to the back of the hill to pee, how can you say I'm hiding?"
Ning Fan scratched his head and smiled.
Jia Hu raised his eyebrows and looked at Xu Ben, who was carrying a giant crossbow, with interest.
"Oh? This is..."
Xu Ben looked innocent.
"We have met."
Jia Hu put his hands behind his back and looked at Xu Ben with a smile: "I slapped you away with one slap, have you forgotten?"
The corner of Xu Ben's eye twitched.
"So you're good at long-range attacks?"
Jia Hu pointed at Xu Ben's giant crossbow and said, "You were a little bit dissatisfied when I knocked you away?"
"I know who you are, okay? No need to remind me!"
Xu Ben curled his lips and stopped pretending to be stupid: "What do you want from us?"
Jia Hu laughed and said, "Let's chat."
"Let's talk."
Ning Fan smiled and said, "What does Mr. Jia want to talk about?"
"Do you know why I didn't kill you?"
Jia Hu went straight to the point.
Ning Fan thought about it and shook his head, "I don't know."
"You actually have a guess, but you don't dare to trust me, so you don't dare to say it."
Jia Hu's smile deepened: "You are afraid of affecting Wen Xiuyuan."
Ning Fan didn't answer.
In fact, he really didn't want to mention Wen Xiuyuan.
After all, he couldn't be 100% sure of Jia Hu's position yet.
And Jia Hu was able to directly mention Wen Xiuyuan...
"I'm not familiar with Wen Xiuyuan."
Jia Hu speaks quite directly.
But these words really surprised Ning Fan.
Not familiar with Wen Xiuyuan?
In other words, Jia Hu let him go at the blood show not because of Wen Xiuyuan?
Who else could it be because of?
"I've heard a little about you."
Jia Hu looked Ning Fan up and down and said, "Wen Xiuyuan's vision in selecting people is indeed good."
Ning Fan didn't respond.
"Don't be so nervous. I know you're not sure where I stand, but wait... you'll understand."
Jia Hu casually found a rock and sat on it: "It's been a long time since I had a good chat with someone. Don't be shy, just chat with the old man."
"Why."
Ning Fan sat on the ground.
He was not too worried that Jia Hu would take direct action.
After all, with Jia Hu's strength, if he wanted to take action, he would have done it long ago.
Why talk so much nonsense?
Jia Hu smiled and said, "Do you like listening to stories?"
Ning Fan was stunned.
"This story contains some of your future father-in-law's experiences when he was young."
Jia Hu added.
"I want to hear it."
"hehe."
Jia Hu smiled and looked in the direction of Ye Fengkou: "The Luo family has done me a favor."
Ning Fan's eyes fixed.
A simple sentence made him realize that his previous guess was wrong.
Jia Hu is no one's pawn.
"The Luo family has always enjoyed a high reputation in District F, and they even have the opportunity to become the district chief."
Jia Hu looked at Ning Fan: "How old are you?"
"Nineteen."
Ning Fan didn't understand why Jia Hu suddenly asked about his age.
"Nineteen, what a great age!"
Jia Hu sighed, "Luo Minghai's father, Luo Xingxian, was once the commander-in-chief of the regional guard army."
"I joined the Guards at the age of eighteen. At that time, Luo Xingxian... was nineteen, just like you are now, but he was already the captain of the Ninth Squadron of the City Guards."
"In fact, the new recruits in our Ninth Squad were quite disdainful of Luo Xingxian!"
"The Luo family has been military officers for generations. We have always believed that Luo Xingxian's ability to become a captain at this age must be due to his family's connections."
"When we were drinking privately, everyone was saying sourly that they had bad luck, otherwise they could have become the captain."
"These words will definitely reach Luo Xingxian's ears, but we are not too worried. He is young and full of energy! He always thinks his ideas are not wrong and likes to say things that he thinks are very upright. He also regards these words as a manifestation of his straightforwardness and generosity."
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