Chapter 1523: The Deadly Cell Phone

on was indeed amazing, no wonder he could beat all the younger brothers around the Third Young Master to the ground.Shaking off his contempt, Qin Biao (2) quickly retracted his hands and protected his..."Lingxing, go out first. Your sister-in-law and I will find you soon."

Before Li Nanshan could speak, Duan Xiangning spoke in a soft voice.

"Xiangning sister—"

Duan raised his head and looked at her, just about to say something, but saw her raise her right hand and flicked her index finger.

Segment hesitated for a moment, then strode over and glared at Li Mingdou, scolding him: "Your big brother told us to leave, why are you still waving your knife around"

In fact, Li Ming could see that the old man was going to forgive the offender without her having to remind him.

He should have laid down his sword and followed Shen Cunmo out.

Yet, Shen Mingqing specifically named him to stay behind - the elderly master of the Shen family, facing the aggressors alone, truly needed a loyal guard's protection.

But for some reason, Li Ming had an indescribable sense of crisis, as if he would never see Tai Ci rise from the east again.

This inexplicable sense of crisis urged him to seek security.

The Shen family father and son made it clear to him where the crisis was coming from, of course he couldn't rely on them anymore, the only way was to quickly find new backers.

This mountain behind me, is Duan Xiangning.

Li Ming even thought, as long as he could control Duan Xiangning, if something truly happened that was detrimental to him, he could completely take her hostage, even Shen Mingqing, to escape.

Loyalty to the Shen family of Hancheng is predicated on one's own life not being threatened.

Li Ming's premonition was right.

As he stepped into Room Number Seven, seeing the youngest princess of the Shen family deliberately provoking Li Nanfang to play and the sight of the dragon's tail end, the Shen father and son had decided not to let him live.

This also powerfully proves that the saying "the more you know, the quicker you die" is indeed golden advice.

Since Li Ming was already prepared to flee for his life, even daring to take Shen Mingqing hostage, how could he care about Duan Lingxing's reprimand and let go of Duan Xiangning

He merely raised an eyebrow coldly, without any relaxation at all. Instead, the veins on the back of his hand holding the military knife tightened even more.

"Let go of my sister, are you deaf"

When Duan Xing again glared, Duan Xiangning reached out and took her hand, smiling and saying, "Don't get angry with a lapdog. Come, let me tell you a few whispers."

Looking at Duan Xiangning's serene expression, for some reason, Duan Lingxing's little nose suddenly ached, and she slightly lowered her head to walk beside her.

Du Xiangning pressed her mouth to his ear and whispered, "Ling Xing, do you like him"

"He Who is he"

Duàn's heart skipped a beat. She wanted to look up, but she dared not.

Duan Xiangning ignored her act of feigning ignorance, still whispering in a voice only the two sisters could hear: "Lingxing, if you like him, just go for it boldly.

No matter how many beauties surround him, or how great the difficulties are, as long as you can like her.

It's not easy for us women to come into this world.

Especially the daughters of the Dali Duan clan, in the eyes of others, were like phoenixes on a branch.

But we ourselves know very well that when the interests of the family require sacrifice, we are the ones who will be sacrificed without hesitation.

It's a pity that neither you nor I ever truly realized this before. That's why we both desperately tried to prove our worth to our families.

This trip to Seoul, for you and me, the biggest gain is that we saw clearly how we should live our lives.

We, we are.

We can repay our parents' kindness, but we must never sacrifice for personal gain.

Moreover, we have already paid the price and made sacrifices. After surviving by sheer luck, there is no need to pay anymore.

No one has the right to always have us make sacrifices for their benefit.

Parents are no good either.

So, Lingxing you have to listen to me, if you like him, go ahead and pursue him—our lives as women are actually quite short, just like our youth.

If you don't take a chance on your own lifelong happiness when you're young, but are bound by worldly ideas, then this life has been lived in vain.

Scattered, I'm out of luck.

You have.

Even if you came in my place, please love him with all your heart.

Duan Xiangning said a lot.

He spoke for a full five minutes.

Duan looked down silently, listening without saying a word.

"Go. We still have one last thing to do for the house, no matter what."

Du Xiangning patted her younger sister's arm and smoothed the hair that was sticking out from her temples.

Diligence is like a mother's tenderness.

Because of this, Duan arrived on the ground dazed and confused. He wasn't fully awake until the setting sun pierced his eyes, at which point he suddenly turned around and shouted, "Xiang Ning jie!"

She finally came to her senses.

What Duan Xiangning said was actually a veiled message.

She wanted to run back and ask Duan Xiangning, why there had to be a death oath.

The Duan sisters' mission was nearing completion. All they had to do was deliver the notebook to the national security contact in the secluded forest, and everything would be a success.

They had repaid the Duan family's kindness in raising them and could now live freely, living the lives they had always wanted.

Then, how could Duan Xiangning insist on seeking death

Duan needs to go back and ask.

Just as she turned around, she was stopped by Shen Cunmo: "Miss Duan, it's time for you to leave."

"Get out of my way, I'm going back!"

Just wanting to see Duan Xiangning immediately, Duan Lingxing, who brought her back, cursed and pushed Shen Cunmo with his hand.

She had only just reached out her hand when two pistols were pressed against her head.

That was the protector of Mount Cánglóng.

Even if Duanzh's temper was usually as fiery as ever, once he had two pistols pointed at his head, he would become much more rational.

"The two of you, take Miss Duan safely across the bridge."

In a hurry to get to the monitoring room, Shen Cunmo didn't want to waste time with Duan Lingxing. He even temporarily ignored Shen Yun who was being quickly carried down the mountain to be sent back to the city. He waved his hand, gave an order, and turned to stride towards the monitoring room.

As Shen Mingqing said, that terrifying Yang Xiao is gone.

Several bodies lay there, in the bushes behind the flowerbeds, visible to anyone watching from outside.

Shen Cunmo, of course, wouldn't care. He strode into the monitoring room and immediately saw the letter.

Almost at the speed of a jackrabbit, Shen Cunmao threw himself onto the table and snatched up the envelope.

To be precise, this is not an envelope, but a piece of paper used inside the monitoring room to record what is happening.

The envelope lay open, and Shen Cun's right hand trembled as he reached in. A sheet of paper fluttered out onto the table.

Like Shen Mingqing's age group, as long as they have a successful career, they can basically write good calligraphy.

Shen Mingqing's ballpoint pen script, just like his appearance, seemed to have a few points of elegance: "Cunmao, when you see this letter, it will be the time when our father and son are separated."

"Dad!"

Although Shen Cun had already learned something while lurking in Room 7, upon seeing his father's letter, he immediately let out a wail and slumped to the ground softly.

In his blurry eyes, the words on the letter seemed to transform into his father's voice, echoing in his ears: "Chen Mo, don't be sad."

Because I remember, before Yang Xiao appeared, I told you that I might not live for long.

My feeling, or rather, I haven't made a mistake.

The Shen family, who had been hiding from the murderous god for a thousand years, finally found them.

Fortunately, with the appearance of the divine protector, the Shen family of Hancheng will also have their thousand-year curse lifted today.

"In my generation as the head of the family, to be able to witness both the prosperity and wealth that brought Shen's family thousands of years of glory, and the dragon that brought a thousand-year curse along with it to its end, this is definitely heaven's will."

As Shen Mingqing’s voice echoed in Shen Cunmao's ears, he was actually telling Li Nanfang: “Li Nanfang, whether you are called Li Nanfang or Ye Shen, it doesn't really matter. The important thing is that you might truly become the one who ends the millennium catastrophe.”

Li Nanfang leaned against the giant python's obsidian body, watching the cigarette between his fingers emit a wispy blue smoke. He asked softly, "Why don't you remove the two words 'possible,' and 'really' "

"Cannot be removed."

Shen Mingqing shook his head: "In this place, there are too many variables. According to my Xuanmen divination, I can't calculate whether you can accomplish that."

"Heh, didn't expect you to still be such an old geezer."

Li Nanfang was a little surprised and casually asked, "Then calculate a fortune-telling for me. See if I can get rich in the future, and how long I can live."

Shen Mingqing shook his head again, frankly admitting, "I can't calculate it. In fact, I can't even use the techniques of Xuanmen to look at your face. Because I once promised that person that I wouldn't peek at your face on my own. Otherwise, the Shen family in Hancheng would very likely be wiped out."

Li Nanshan immediately pressed: "Who was that person"

"Who is she Heh heh."

Shen Mingqing suddenly laughed, a strange low voice saying: "I can only tell you, she's right beside you, among that group of women around you. She likes you very much and would do anything for you. But she is also the one who will kill you, destined to—"

Li Nanfang interrupted him: "Can we not talk about this"

Shen Mingqing was a little surprised, his mouth twitched several times but he couldn't utter a word.

He really didn't expect that when Li Nanfang had the opportunity to know more, he would refuse to listen.

"I'm not saying I don't want to hear it, I just want you to say something useful. Otherwise, you'll never get another chance."

Li Nanfang extinguished his cigarette butt on the python's body and stood up, looking into Shen Mingqing's eyes with a clear look of pity: "Old man, you really think I can't see that you're at your last breath You appear energetic now, but it's just a flicker before the end, isn't it A dying man like you can't even spit out something useful. Stop wasting time on gossip."

Shen Mingqing's fair eyebrows shot up sharply, the calm and collected air from before vanished, and the flush on his face disappeared quickly.

Li Ming stared at Shen Mingqing, his wide eyes filled with disbelief.

Even if you were to kill him, Li Ming wouldn't believe it unless he saw it with his own eyes. He could actually watch a person's life disappear at a rate like flowing water, right before his very eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Mingqing went from sixty to ninety years old.

He stumbled, unable to keep his footing. As he staggered backward, his right hand instinctively flailed out, hoping to maintain his balance. But something flew out of his grasp.

That was a cell phone.

Fatal phone!

That was left behind by Shen Cunmo when he left.

Li Nanfang, at first glance at the phone, saw that it had a self-destructing device installed on it.

As long as you press the call button, room number seven will collapse with a deafening roar, turning this place into a true seven-layered hell.

Shen Mingqing was going to use this thing to do something that would allow him to die with peace of mind and face his ancestors with a smile.

But now, Li Nanfang suddenly revealed his truth of running out of oil and dry lamp, which made Shen Mingqing, who thought he could laugh in the face of death, inexplicably develop a fear of death. As his mental energy rapidly weakened, he accidentally flung his phone away.

As soon as the phone flew out, Li Nanfang immediately got to work.

He dove for the phone with the fervor of a specter, becoming a phantom in the light.

But a hand snatched the phone before he could.

Like the sultry aunt, please collect everyone: () The sultry aunt updates the fastest.mall matter," Ye Fan smiled and waved him back.Song Dongye respectfully bowed to Ye Fan, then turned his head and ran towards his own court. Although the onlookers didn't know what the two had talked...