"Master, Ning Family's people have gone to Zhang Fan's house."
Just at this moment, the news also reached Ouyang Li and Dong Shang.
The two old men, who were having breakfast, instantly dropped their bowls and chopsticks.
"Quick, send the video over!"
"Master, please don't, I'm afraid of getting hit!"
To be fair, they've seen that short guy who went to stir things up at Ning Family trembling in fear at the corner of a wall several times.
Would they still dare to secretly film?
If discovered, it's like getting punched to the sky.
"Hmm? No one coming out, huh? Then don't blame me for being rude." Ning Zuo got out of the car, glanced at the group of Che Hou people in the small courtyard, and then said lightly, "Ning Zhong, go, cripple everyone in this courtyard."
Ning Zhong's lips curled slightly, he gently pressed both hands on the car hood, and instantly flew out.
