~Date: ~November 07~

Chapter 2664 Nie Wuming

Chapter 2664 Nie Wuming

Europe, the drizzle is misty!

Three inconspicuous black cars drove into the London Cemetery and then stopped in front of a luxurious cemetery. The door slowly opened. First, ten men in black dresses emerged, holding a black umbrella in their right hand and a sharp iron chisel in their left hand, and exuding a colder aura than death on their whole body!

Immediately, a middle-aged man in black emerged from the vehicle in the middle. He was not very arrogant nor low-key. His suit and ties were round and elegant like a businessman. As soon as his black leather shoes landed on the ground, a large umbrella was raised to cover them. When Nangong Yue stood up, the rain flew.

A bouquet of flowers is also held in my arms.

A few wisps of unstoppable rain were blown by the wind on Nangong Yue's face, but he seemed to not feel cold at all, and he didn't even reach out to wipe off the raindrops. He walked towards the gorgeous tombstone with a gentle smile as if he was visiting an old friend, but the melancholy in his eyes could not be eliminated.

Ten black flag warriors moved their steps and kept Xiao Sha and vigilant. The iron rod in their right hand was ready to go, and they would rush to attack if there was any movement. However, Nangong Yue ignored the surrounding environment and stood tall in front of the tombstone, then leaned over and put down the flowers in his hand.

This is the tombstone of Mrs. Nangong.

"Thank you!"

Nangong Yue inexplicably burst out three words, looking at the Feng Shui treasure land where Chu Tian chose, and the tombstone portraits of the woman who had been with him for many years: "I'm sorry for you! I didn't protect you well. Nangong Yue is a sinner for the ages, but don't worry, I will let Ning'er live well."

He seemed to be repenting and assured: "I will send Ning'er away tomorrow. You are right. An innocent child from the world cannot become a victim because of my selfishness, and cannot deprive her of the right to survive just because I gave her the best."

"I will send her away so that she can live her life happily."

Nangong Yue bowed slightly to the tombstone, then chuckled and added: "It's the last time I see you today, so don't blame me for your ruthlessness!" He sighed: "No matter what, I can't survive this winter. My Nangong Yue's fate is set this year."

"Mrs. Goodbye."

After saying the last sentence, Nangong Yue bowed elegantly again, then turned around and got into the black car in the middle. Ten black flag soldiers also quietly entered the car. Then three cars drove out of the cemetery. The rain flew down, knocking on the earth and the lifeless tombstone.

"Print a few invitations for me."

Relying on the comfortable and warm seat, Nangong Yue spoke to his confidant calmly: "The day after tomorrow is my Nangong Yue's birthday. I invited the three kings and the four gods of wealth to come to my house for dinner. At the same time, I submitted an application to the Young Marshal, requesting approval to let Nangong Yue resign from all positions in the commander."

The black flag warrior nodded slightly: "I understand!"

The car was driving smoothly on the wide street. When he was about to turn into the mountain road of Nangong Manor, a car in front suddenly stepped on the brakes, and the two behind were not panicked at all. A certain distance between the cars stopped them without any friction. The black flag soldier held the iron drill in his hand and pushed out the door, moving agilely.

Nangong Yue saw a jeep in front of him. There was a black umbrella scattered on it. Under the umbrella was a man full of anger. He was holding a jeep and smoking slowly. The rain hit his body and the umbrella bones, but it never extinguished the burning cigarette.

"Nie Wuming?"

Nangong Yue, who quietly landed, called his name low. Obviously he had recognized who the man was. A hint of surprise flashed across his face. It was not that he didn't expect Nie Wuming to come back to Europe, but that he was surprised at how he was standing at his doorstep. When he called out his name, the right hand of the ten black flag soldiers sank.

Ten black iron chisels were leaping into their hands, and a hint of vigilance appeared on their faces inexplicably. Nangong Yue's face changed slightly, and he coughed gently. Ten black flag soldiers instantly took back their weapons. Nangong Yue carried his hands on his back and smiled warmly and pleasantly: "Wuming, why are you here? You are still wet in the rain!"

A sip of smoke spread in the rain and then disappeared without a trace.

When Nie Wuming saw Nangong Yue, he did not speak, but bounced the cigarette butt into the air and kicked the car door. He jumped high and rushed towards Nangong Yue. Before Nangong Yue could react, the faces of the four black flag soldiers changed slightly, and they moved their steps and flashed out the iron rod and went out.

Nie Wuming was not afraid at all, and his body still ejaculated.

It was too late for Nangong Yue to stop him. The Black Flag Warrior's absolute loyalty to him made them react instinctively, and this was a very fatal flaw now. Before he could say anything, Nie Wuming had already reached out and slapped the iron chisel, and kicked his feet and forced them to retreat.

There are no casualties, no blood, no winning or losing, just a simple fight.

"stop!"

Just when the black flag warrior wanted to stop Nie Wuming again, Nangong Yue hurriedly shouted in a deep voice to retreat to his subordinates: "Don't you know him? He is a general of the Young Marshal. Nie Wuming from Daquantang is his own person. What are you doing to him? All retreat! He really lost the face of the Nangong family."

As the four black flag soldiers retreated back, Nangong Yue looked at Nie Wuming and smiled: "Wuming, these are all newcomers. If they don't know each other, please forgive me. Why are you here in the UK? Does the young marshal have any tasks to carry out? Let's go to the house to talk."

"Look at you, I'll get all over my body. I'll call the three kings tonight to gather together."

He always had a kind of intimacy with Nie Wuming, and the kindness of the elders and the younger generations.

Nie Wuming glanced at the Black Flag Warrior meaningfully, then fell on Nangong Yue's face, with a calm tone: "I originally wanted to take my brothers to withdraw the Golden Triangle, but some incidents happened in the middle, my personal affairs, so I came to England alone."

Nangong Yue nodded suddenly and looked at him and smiled slowly: "If you have any personal matters, just say hello to me directly. Why come to London in person? He was still murderously standing at the door of his house. Those who don't know thought you were here to kill me, so that would be a joke."

"Shuai Jun is no longer afraid of making jokes."

Nie Wuming did not have any emotional ups and downs, and said a few words in a pun: "The Heavenly Dao Alliance has been destroyed by the Young Marshal, and the Italian mafia dare not cause trouble. There are not many forces in the world that can compete with the Young Marshal. Even if there are, they are just making bones under their feet for the Young Marshal."

Nangong Yue showed a kind smile, then turned around and took out a towel from the car and handed it to Nie Wuming and said, "Although you are not afraid of making jokes, you will catch a cold if you are so tired. No matter how hard your body is, you can't withstand the cold rain. Let's go home, we will not be drunk today."

"No, I have to go to the royal family to do something."

Nie Wuming had already dissipated his previous anger and turned to a gentler point: "I'm waiting for you here but I can't call you. I'm here to tell you something. Nangong Wuhen has been on vacation for two months. She said she would go around to relax, but I can't contact her recently."

"The phone number can no longer be connected, and the whole person seems to have disappeared."

A trace of pain flashed across Nie Wuming's face, and he bit his lip slightly and added: "I have someone checked her last whereabouts. She came to London, England. What happened to me? So I turned back to England on the way back to the Golden Triangle, hoping that Mr. Nangong and the British royal family would help find her."

"What? Wuhen disappeared?"

Nangong Yue looked shocked and grabbed Nie Wuming's arm and said, "She still came to London, England to see him? But she was the only relative in the UK, but I never took her call. Why did she disappear? No, I want to send someone to find her immediately."

Then he patted Nie Wuming again: "Don't worry, I will find Wuhen! As long as she comes to Europe, I can find her. Wuming, you must not! Wuming is my niece, I will find her at all costs, and I will never allow anyone to hurt her!"

Nie Wuming looked at Nangong Yue and nodded: "I believe in you!"

After saying that, he turned around without a word and walked towards the jeep. His huge body was very tall in the rain, and his anger surrounded him again. It seemed that no matter how cold he was, he could not extinguish it. When Nangong Yue looked complicated and thought about something, he heard Nie Wuming throw a sentence:

"The Young Marshal believes in you too! He used to be, and now he is!"

As for the future, Nie Wuming did not say it, but instead deviated from the tone:

"I'll lose. In the future, I will get your blessings!"

ps: The third update is coming, thank you for your support.

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