"I heard that Lord Shura was extremely powerful, but now when I see him, it is indeed true." Ji Xiuran looked at Lord Shura and smiled indifferently.

"You are not bad either." Shura Lord looked expressionless and glanced at Ji Xiuran, with a cold tone.

Seeing the two of them having such an endless aura, Ye Wanwan frowned deeply and glanced at Nie Wuming who was eating melons beside her.

Immediately, Ye Wanwan walked off the VIP seat and came to Nie Wuming's side.

"Stop eating..." Ye Wanwan said to Nie Wuming.

After hearing Ye Wanwan's words, Nie Wuming looked inexplicably: "What's wrong..."

"You go and help." Ye Wanwan said.

"Help?" Nie Wuming was slightly stunned. What did Ye Wanwan mean by saying this?

"Who to help?" Nie Wuming asked subconsciously.

"What kind of help... pull it apart for them..." Ye Wanwan spoke.

Immediately, Nie Wuming shook his head: "The two big guys are fighting, and I, a little boss, are there some fun. Besides, what does it have to do with me..."

"You really won't go?" Ye Wanwan stared at Nie Wuming.

"If you don't go, whoever goes is a bastard." Nie Wuming said.

"Oh..." Ye Wanwan took out a stack of banknotes from her bag and said helplessly: "It seems that this money has no fate with you... It's a pity, it's really a pity."

Nie Wuming looked at the stack of hundred yuan bills in Ye Wanwan's hand, and suddenly snatched them up, frowned and said, "My good sister, what are you talking about? You and I are friends of eight blessed people, sharing weal and woe, never giving up on life and death... What's our relationship? If you have something to do, then I'm just a matter of one sentence..."

After Nie Wuming finished speaking, he put a stack of banknotes into his arms.

Ye Wanwan: "..." This is Nie Wuming, that's right...

"Come on, my good sister, how do you tell me?" Nie Wuming stood beside Ye Wanwan, laughing with a terrifying face.

"Let them stop beating..." Ye Wanwan was helpless.

"Okay, I'll go and persuade..." Nie Wuming nodded, ran away, and ran to the point where Ji Xiuran and Shura Lord fought.

At this moment, Ji Xiuran and Shura Lord had not stopped, and the battle became more and more intense.

"Repair and dye!"

Suddenly, Nie Wuming hugged Ji Xiuran from behind.

Seeing this, Ji Xiuran frowned slightly, and was somewhat incomprehensible to Nie Wuming's behavior.

"Hurry, come back with me. Uncle Ji was hit by a car just now! The person was in the hospital and couldn't contact you. I called me just now. Come with me to the hospital quickly and see what's going on... The driver who hit Uncle Ji and got into a hit-and-run!" Nie Wuming looked "anxious" on his face, and there was no flaw at all, as if Ji Xiuran's father was really hit by a car.

When Ji Xiuran heard Nie Wuming's words, he was stunned.

Seeing that Ji Xiuran was hugged by Nie Wuming from behind, Lord Shura did not take advantage of the danger and continued to take action. He stood in the distance and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Ask a question another day."

Ji Xiuran looked at Shura Lord, and immediately turned around and left with Nie Wuming.

Not far away, Ye Wanwan looked confused. He asked Nie Wuming to fight. Unexpectedly, Nie Wuming was actually fighting like this...

He is really the first person in history to pull up this way of fighting... I'm afraid only Nie Wuming can think of it...

Seeing that Ji Xiuran stopped entangling and left the Shen family, Shura Lord had no expression on his face, and a soul-catching cold light appeared in his eyes. He turned around and returned to the seat and drank a cup of tea.
Chapter completed!