On the way back, Wang Hao thought of Ouyang Rujing's Tianyunhao. Gambling boxing and casinos were big business, much better than small nightclubs. I don't know when it will start to operate, but it seems that Ouyang Rujing is not available for the time being, and all her thoughts are on the child.

In the next few days, there was no news about Ghost and Yu Xun, and there was no movement in Miyamoto Nosuke. Wang Hao was not in a hurry and still took Ning Yong out for a walk every day. Ning Yong's back injuries had basically healed.

Yu Xun has been like an ant on a hot pan these days, and he has been unable to make up his mind. Du Bonian had long wanted to replace him. Although Qin Guoqiang had spoken about the explosion case and the head case, Du Bonian kept holding on and making trouble for the case, and wanted to replace Yu Xun.

During the meeting today, he raised these two cases again and criticized the criminal police team. Yu Xun knew that he could not hesitate anymore. If he dragged on, he would be the final result. So after the meeting ended, he made up his mind to attack Wanghailou's money laundering in private, and targeted Du Bonian, hoping to pull the other party off.

He didn't know that Wanghailou was probably the core organization of Linhai's largest drug trafficking network, and even involved Zhang Chengye.

Captain Yu Xun's criminal police was not in vain. He also had several trustworthy people under him. He also knew people from the Economic Investigation Office and borrowed people from the county bureau of his master Huo Guanghua.

A large net is slowly forming amid the Wanghai Tower.

At around 11 o'clock that night, Wang Hao returned to his residence drunk again, a little unsteady. Ning Yong kept holding him with his hands. Although his heart knot was untied after meeting Qu Bing, he still drank from time to time recently, and when he got drunk, it was mainly because of the pressure in his heart. Zhang Chengye put a huge pressure on him. Only after getting drunk can he feel a little relaxed.

Squeak!

Ning Yong pushed open the gate of the yard and helped Wang Hao into the yard, while saying, "Second Uncle, be careful."

But the next second, his brows frowned slightly, he looked up at the room where the lights were not turned on, and a faint danger enveloped the entire peak.

"I, I'm fine, I can still drink." Wang Hao was almost drunk and stuttered.

Ning Yong stared at the dark room in front of him vigilantly, held Wang Hao's hand and pinched his arm hard. The strength was too great, and Wang Hao almost screamed. The huge pain made him sober up instantly. He was not drunk at all, but just drank a little. He wanted to shout loudly and vent the pressure in his heart.

Wang Hao, who woke up, glanced at Ning Yong, but had not received a response, and he seemed to hear the sound of something breaking through the air in his ear.

Whoosh!

"Second uncle, be careful!" Ning Yong shouted softly, then pushed Wang Hao to the side, and at the same time, the Wufeng sword behind him appeared in his other hand.

I saw his wrist tilted, and the Wufeng Sword drew an arc under the moonlight. Two clangs, and two long-sized darts were knocked away by the Wufeng Sword.

Wang Hao's drunkenness completely woke up, and reached out to take out the pistol that had been in the down jacket pocket recently. With a click, the bullet was loaded, his eyes were fixed on the dark room, and he would shoot immediately whenever there was any movement.

At this time, Ning Yong was very skilled and brave. His figure flashed and rushed towards the place where the dart had just been shot out.

Dangdang...

In an instant, the sound of iron tools colliding under the eaves came. Then Wang Hao saw two figures, attacking each other back and forth. He couldn't help but be stunned. Ning Yong usually took action, but the enemy basically fell down with one move, and only Ouyang Rujing could fight him for a few rounds. Unexpectedly, the assassin in front of him actually resisted Ning Yong's attack and could even counterattack.

"Damn, I won't be confused, right?" Wang Hao blinked his eyes and thought to himself. Since Ning Yong entered the realm of transformation, in his impression, if there were no guns, he would have basically been invincible. He did not expect to meet an opponent tonight.

The two of them moved quickly, and their vision was not good at night, so Wang Hao could not lock the assassin at all, so the gun in his hand became a decoration.

Dangdang...

There was another continuous sound of weapons hitting each other, followed by a muffled sound. Then Wang Hao saw Ning Yong take the opportunity to climb over the wall and disappear into the vast night. He held up his gun but couldn't find a chance to shoot.

After a little leaning, Wang Hao put away his pistol, ran to Ning Yong quickly and asked, "Ning Yong, are you okay? Why are you injured? Is it serious?"

Ning Yong's left arm was bleeding.

"It's okay." Ning Yong said, his eyes keeping his eyes on the place where the assassin disappeared.

Wang Hao didn't know who lost and who won. It seemed that Ning Yong lost, so he wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to say it.

Victory and defeat are common in military affairs?

inappropriate!

Martial arts are so important to Ning Yong. He has never lost. This time the blow must be very big, and Wang Hao is very worried.

"Go to the hospital to bandage it." Wang Hao said as he looked at the blood flowing.

"No." Ning Yong shook his head and walked towards the room.

After returning to the house, they found that Zhang Jun and Liu Tie were both knocked out. There was no sign of fighting in the room. It seemed that the other party had touched in quietly and subdued the two in an instant.

Wang Hao took out the medicine box and treated Ning Yong's wound. A knife wound of about ten centimeters on his left arm was quite deep. After the alcohol was cleaned, he needed to sew it. Unfortunately, there was no anesthetic, so he suggested going to the hospital, but Ning Yong refused: "Just sew it like this!"

Wang Hao blinked his eyes and felt that Ning Yong was a little abnormal, so he couldn't help but say, "Did you lose just now? Don't take it seriously, the other party is a sneak attack. Next time he fights back, there is no ever-winning general in the world."

"He was first killed by me and his shoulder blades were smashed. He thought he was almost subdued, but unfortunately, he didn't expect that the other party could endure the pain of bone breaking. While I was relaxing, he almost cut off my arm with one knife." Ning Yong finally spoke: "My experience in facing the enemy is still not sophisticated. At the same time, he was a little careless recently."

call!

Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he had lost the fight, but he turned out to be the winner, but he was careless, and was finally cut by the opponent. He was very nervous just now because Ning Yong regarded martial arts as more important than life. If he really lost the fight, he would not dare to imagine how big the blow would be and whether it would have some impact on his heart.

Now that I knew I had won, I felt relieved and said, "Summary of the experience and lessons, I will kill the other party next time. By the way, that person is Miyamoto Nosuke, right?"

"Yes, this wound was cut by his short knife in the end." Ning Yong nodded and said.

"It's better to go to the hospital for anesthetics and sutures?" Wang Hao advised again.

"I can hold back this sewing," said Ning Yong.

"Why do you have to!" Wang Hao sighed and shook his head. He knew that Ning Yong was punishing him.
Chapter completed!