Chapter 63

San Yan is not a big shot in Fenglu Garden; he has only a dozen or so men under him, and his sphere of influence is limited to Lao Yu Zhai and a few surrounding shops.

A group of thugs gathered in a small room, empty soda cans scattered everywhere, cigarette butts littering the floor, and used condoms in the corner. Several shirtless thugs were sprawled out on the ground, a testament to the wild night before.

Ding Ning, gripping a thug by the wrist, approached the door. After opening it, the people inside were still snoring, showing no reaction.

"Which one is San Yan?"

The thug with dark circles under his eyes, held by Ding Ning, was about to shout when Ding Ning applied a little more pressure, causing him to break out in a sweat.

"In... in the inner room..."

Ding Ning went to the door of the inner room, threw the two thugs aside, and pushed the door open.

On the bed in the inner room lay a muscular young man in his twenties, with tattoos on his shoulders and arms, and a machete by the bedside.

This man was highly alert. As soon as Ding Ning reached the bedside, he suddenly opened his eyes!

"Who's there!"

San Yan flipped over to grab the machete by the bed.

Fenglu Garden is a place of mixed characters, and assassinations are not uncommon. San Yan's life was one of constant danger, and his movements were extremely practiced.

But he was facing Ding Ning, who wouldn't give him the chance. Ding Ning kicked the machete away and suddenly struck, grabbing San Yan by the shoulder and throwing him against the wall.

San Yan's body hit the wall with a thud, but he didn't fall. Instead, he tried to fight back.

Ding Ning's eyes showed a hint of admiration; this thug had some backbone.

Admiration aside, Ding Ning's hand didn't hesitate. He stepped forward and delivered a powerful blow to San Yan's throat!

San Yan clutched his throat, his eyes turning white. Ding Ning's blow almost cost him his life.

Seeing that San Yan had lost his fighting ability, Ding Ning quickly approached, removed his sunglasses, and glared. He could now write lightning and fire talismans, and with a thought, lightning and fire flickered in his eyes.

Especially when he faced San Yan, who was staring back, San Yan saw this scene clearly.

In an instant, extreme fear filled San Yan's eyes.

He had been in the city for many years, fought countless battles, and seen many people die before him, but he had never been so afraid.

But the fat man in front of him terrified him completely.

What was that? The fat man's eyes seemed to be burning, and he could feel the flames about to burst forth from them. Silver snakes were leaping in the flames—was that lightning?

Cultivators respect the power of heaven and earth, but ordinary people don't feel much. However, seeing lightning in someone's eyes would certainly make them afraid, as it was not normal.

To San Yan, Ding Ning was now a devil!

But his hand was tightly clamped around his throat, and he couldn't speak. He even suspected that he was about to die, killed by this fat man who had dropped from the sky, and he didn't even know who he had offended.

Taking advantage of San Yan's extreme fear, Ding Ning said in a deep voice, "If you don't want to die, do everything I say. If you resist, I'll kill you now. Do you want to live or die? Nod if you want to live."

San Yan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, a reaction to the unknown.

"Good, I'll wait for you to recover. Don't try any tricks."

Ding Ning put his sunglasses back on, sat on the bedside, and held a wooden chair in one hand. In his palm was a jade ball. Under Ding Ning's control, a bolt of lightning shot out!

Like lightning striking a tree, the wooden chair instantly turned to ashes, leaving a pile of black dust on the floor!

If San Yan had any doubts before, this display clearly exceeded his mental capacity.

He had thought the other man might be a magician, but using lightning to destroy a wooden chair was clearly beyond the realm of magic.

If that lightning had hit him... San Yan shuddered, not daring to imagine further.

"Big... Big Brother..."

San Yan finally recovered a bit. Although he saw that Ding Ning was actually quite young when he removed his sunglasses, he couldn't help but call him "Big Brother," as Ding Ning's appearance was that of a gang leader.

"Speak, remember, don't tell anyone about my abilities."

"Yes, definitely, Big Brother, I've never seen you in Fenglu Garden before."

"That's right, this is my first time here."

"Big Brother, I'm puzzled. Although I have a bit of a reputation, I'm not a big shot in Fenglu Garden. There are over a dozen big figures here, and I don't have much money. Why are you looking for me?"

San Yan was still a bit depressed. He was just a small fry here, so why would such a terrifying person come after him?

"Is Lao Yu Zhai under your protection?" Ding Ning asked calmly.

"Yes, Lao Yu Zhai is indeed under our protection. To be honest, competition in Fenglu Garden has been fierce in recent years. The larger shops have been taken over by big figures. I only have Lao Yu Zhai left. If I lose it, I'll only have the street stalls to collect protection fees from."

San Yan thought Ding Ning was going to take his last shop and quickly tried to plead poverty.

"I'm not here to take your shop. Since you collect protection fees from Lao Yu Zhai, do you know who runs it?"

Hearing that Ding Ning wasn't after his shop, San Yan perked up: "Big Brother, Lao Yu Zhai doesn't have any major connections. The owner is a local, whose ancestors were in the jade business, mainly dealing in obsidian."

San Yan paused, thinking: "But recently, someone from abroad has come to buy the shop. I'm worried that once it's sold, they won't pay us protection fees anymore. Many people are interested in Lao Yu Zhai, and if I didn't fear a fight to the death, I wouldn't be the one collecting protection fees anymore."

"Someone from abroad..."

Ding Ning nodded slightly. He had a good idea now. Liu Bocheng's purpose in coming to Lao Yu Zhai was to buy the shop. Although he didn't know why, since there was obsidian essence inside, Ding Ning couldn't let Liu Bocheng succeed.

"I have two things to ask of you. One, I need some obsidian from inside. When you go to collect the protection fee, go to the back room of their shop and talk to me. Do you have a headset?"

"Yes, but I've never needed to go to the back room before."

"Find an excuse. Give them a god of wealth, and stick it in the back room. They won't refuse, right?"

Ding Ning saw a god of wealth picture on the wall and tore it off.

Liu Bocheng was inside, and Ding Ning wanted the obsidian essence but didn't want to meet Liu Bocheng, so he needed to stay hidden.

San Yan took the god of wealth picture, puzzled, and asked Ding Ning, "Big Brother, their back room is just a large storage area. If you don't come with me, how will I know which obsidian you need?"

"You don't need to worry about that. Put on the headset and stick the god of wealth for them, then follow my instructions."

San Yan nodded in agreement. Ding Ning thought for a moment, saw a pen on the table, and started drawing a few pictures.

He drew pictures of white light stone and purple lightning stone. To make a storage ring, he needed obsidian essence and white light stone. White light stone has white patterns that are naturally antagonistic to the black patterns of obsidian. The interaction of yin and yang creates space, which is the principle of making a storage ring.

Purple lightning stone is a purple stone. Regardless of the type of stone, as long as it has purple patterns, it is what Ding Ning needed.

This stone can be used to carve formations, which can be used to make permanent attack or defense formations. When the formation is embedded in the purple lightning stone and made into jewelry, it can provide long-term protection.

Ding Ning drew the pictures vividly and handed them to San Yan: "These two stones, and any strange animal bones you find, tell me about them and have your men keep an eye out."

"Big Brother, don't worry! Although our influence in Fenglu Garden is not strong, our men are here every day. As soon as these items appear, they will notify you immediately!"

"Go, and if you do this, you can keep this money."

Ding Ning bit his lip and took out a check for 100,000.

To make the horse run, you have to feed it. There might be some strange things in Fenglu Garden, and Ding Ning needed some people to keep an eye on it.

Giving them this 100,000 check would ensure their loyalty.

San Yan took the check with excitement. After years of fighting, he didn't have 100,000, and he never thought he would meet such a benefactor today.

"Big Brother... I'll follow you from now on..."

San Yan's voice was choked with emotion. The fat man in front of him was extremely powerful and wealthy, the ideal big brother.

"Don't say that yet. First, do this job well. Tell your men not to reveal anything about me."

Handing the god of wealth picture to San Yan, Ding Ning lay down on the bed to rest. He would control the situation remotely.

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Hei Tu said that if Sanjiang gets the first place, he will update more. This is the first update today. Please recommend!

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