Wang Hao was very excited. Ning Yong's words woke him up, so the next second, he picked up his cell phone and called Sister Nan.

Dou...Dou...

The ringtone felt like it rang for a long time, and Nan Yan's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey?"

"Sister Nan."

"Wang Hao, why do you think of it today and call me?" Nan Yan said.

"Sister Nan, Miyamoto Nosuke has come to Linhai City and has assassinated me twice. It is very powerful. Although Ning Yong is better than the other party, he has not left him." Wang Hao briefly talked about Miyamoto Nosuke's affairs.

"You called me and meant..." Nan Yan asked.

"Sister Nan, killers still need killers to deal with. Only killers can truly understand each other's thinking. I want to invite you or the Beijing Film Academy to come out." Wang Hao said straight to the point.

"Boy, my price is very expensive." Nan Yan said with a smile.

"No matter how much money it is, it's okay, but you have to owe it first and pay it slowly." Wang Hao said weakly, with no money in his pocket and he couldn't speak hard.

"Boy, you think this is buying a house and you can pay in installments." Nan Yan teased him.

"Sister Nan, help me, I was targeted by a person who is second in the Asian killer list. Although I can't say I'm worried every day, I'm also very nervous. This feeling is very unhappy." Wang Hao said.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Beijing Film Academy recently received a order and is in Linhai City. You can just look for him. The phone number is..." Nan Yan said a mobile phone number.

"Beijing is in Linhai?" Wang Hao widened his eyes.

"Well, there's nothing else to die beforehand." Nan Yan said.

"Goodbye Sister Nan." Wang Hao and the other party hung up the phone before putting down the phone.

Beiying is so gloomy that he actually doesn't want to meet with the other party at all. When he was in Jiangcheng a few years ago, it is unclear whether he used Beiying or Beiying or Beiying used him. However, judging from the results, both of them achieved their goals at that time.

"Second uncle, Beiying is in Linhai City?" Ning Yong just heard Wang Hao call and asked excitedly. He is a martial arts nymph. In today's society, there are very few people who have truly received the inheritance of martial arts, and there are even fewer people who have reached the realm of transformation. It is not like the Republic of China period, when many masters emerged. Now the inheritance of martial arts is almost invincible. The older generation of boxers have a very strange temper. If you don't work hard to learn, love it very much, and become a disciple based on the old tradition, they would rather bring the kung fu into the coffin.

"Yes!" Wang Hao nodded, thinking about what happened in Beijing Film Academy in his mind.

"That's great, I want to compete with him." Ning Yong looked excited. With his current realm, it was not easy to find an opponent. Miyamoto Nosuke was half an opponent, but he always didn't show up and fled far away if he didn't hit a move. He didn't give him a chance to fight in close combat at all, which made Ning Yong very depressed.

Wang Hao looked at him without saying a word, and then dialed the number Nan Yan mentioned just now with his cell phone.

Dou...Dou...

The ringtone rang about six or seven times, and finally a low and dark voice came: "Hey?"

"Brother Ying, I am Wang Hao. Sister Nan told me your number just now." Wang Hao said nervously, not knowing why, but after so many things, he shouldn't be nervous.

"I have been waiting for your call. I thought I would look for me early, but unfortunately you are too stupid." Beiying said in a hoarse voice: "Nan Yan doesn't know what he likes you, but he even snatched you from me."

"Haha!" Wang Hao smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother Ying, I want to ask you to deal with Miyamoto Nosuke, Ning Yong can help you."

"I have found Miyamoto's hiding place where the Japanese devils are long ago." said Beiying.

"Where?" Wang Hao's expression was very excited.

Unfortunately, Beijing Ying didn't say anything, and a moment of silence appeared on her phone: "Hey, Brother Ying? Are you still here?"

"I'm here at the Nanjing Road Senior Activity Center, come here." A few seconds later, the voice of Beijing Film Academy came from his phone again. After saying a word, he hung up.

Wang Hao hurriedly took Ning Yong away from the cafe and drove towards the Senior Citizens Activity Center on Nanjing Road. While driving, he guessed in his heart: "Beijing is not an elderly person, what are you doing in the Senior Citizens Activity Center? Is it related to his mission?"

After thinking about it, I still couldn't figure it out that the elderly activity center on Nanjing Road was quite difficult to find. In the end, half an hour later, he found Beiying in an inconspicuous building. At this time, he was playing chess with a group of old men. It looked not as dark as before. It was a little sunny. He was wearing a navy blue sweater, a white shirt inside, and his short hair was clean and neat. The darkness in his eyes also disappeared, giving people the feeling that he was not a bad person.

"Brother Ying." Wang Hao walked to Beiying and said weakly.

Beijing Ying was playing chess, turned his head and glanced at him, saying, "Come on, wait a moment, I will finish this game and clean up Lao Sun."

"Boy, I used to give in to you, but today I told you to know what ginger is, old man is so spicy." A white-haired old man who played chess with Beijing Ying shouted. The two looked quite familiar.

There was no way, Wang Hao and Ning Yong had to stand beside him like younger brothers. He was anxious. Ning Yong next to him was even more anxious than him. He finally met an opponent and was playing chess with the old man, and he was still having fun.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it took nearly an hour to wait. The legs were standing thin. Beijing Film Academy finally stopped falling and gave it to the old man who was surrounded by the gate. He smiled and said, "I am in a bad state today, so we will continue tomorrow."

"Boy, I will continue to kill you tomorrow." The old white-haired man said proudly. He won two sets in a row just now.

After the Beijing Film Academy made a fuss with the old man, he called Wang Hao and Ning Yong to the side.

"I want to have a discussion with you." Before Wang Hao finished speaking, Ning Yong rushed to say.

Beijing Film Academy and Ning Yong met. When they were in Jiangcheng, Beijing Film Academy taught Ning Yong a lesson, but now, it is really hard to say who is better.

Beiying stared at Ning Yong for a while, turned to Wang Hao and said, "Nan Yan is so nice to you. Sometimes I doubt whether you are her illegitimate child. If no one mentions the window paper of the Transformation Realm, he will never achieve this insight in his whole life."

"Brother Ying, I remember all the great kindness of Sister Nan Yan here." Wang Hao patted his chest and said.

"I want to talk with you." Ning Yong saw that Beiying ignored him, so he said persistently again.

The next second, Beiying's figure suddenly shook, and Wang Hao felt a flash in front of him. When he realized, Beiying was still standing in front of him, but Ning Yong next to him was twisting his muscles at this time, as if he was enduring some pain.

"Ning Yong, what's wrong with you?" Wang Hao asked with a confused look on his face.

Ning Yong shook his head and didn't say anything more. Instead, he looked at the Beijing Film Academy again and said, "I lost."

Beiying showed an unfathomable expression on her face, but Wang Hao became even more confused and asked: "What have you lost? Why did you happen just now?"

Ning Yong and Beiying had a move, and he suffered a little loss. If he opened the sleeve of his right hand now, he could see a black fingerprint.
Chapter completed!