530: Chapter 529: Is that a bicycle?
[Six Updates] 530: Chapter 529: Is that a bicycle?
[Six Updates] Mr.
Tang nodded solemnly.
“The reason I feared him before was just because his master is Guiguzi, but now, I suddenly understand why Guiguzi took him as an apprentice.”
Tang Xinyuan, on the other hand, spoke with dissatisfaction, “Pfft, Grandfather, you keep ntioning Guiguzi, but I don’t think this person is that impressive.
What does it matter if a wilderness doctor is skilled?
How could they ever compare to the centuries of operation by our Tang Clan?”
As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed Mr.
Tang looking at him.
Looking up, Tang Xinyuan’s face imdiately changed.
Mr.
Tang’s gaze was terrifying.
At that mont, it was as if he was no longer Mr.
Tang’s disciple.
His look was predatory.
“Listen well, you can say anything you want, but do not speak ill of Guiguzi.
Although you now have a great feud with Ning Fan, I also know that with your temperant, you won’t easily give up opposing Ning Fan.
However, you should understand the enormous contribution Guiguzi, as a senior, has made to traditional dicine,” Mr.
Tang said coldly.
“Yes, I understand, Grandfather.
Please, do not be angry,” Tang Xinyuan replied, not daring to say anything further, rely nodding in agreent.
Mr.
Tang snorted lightly and said, “You may leave now.”
Tang Xinyuan nodded, bowed, and pushed his way out, leaving Mr.
Tang alone in the room.
He looked down at the chessboard in front of him, wondering what exactly Ning Fan ant by his words as he was leaving.
Just like that, as he stared, Mr.
Tang’s eyes suddenly widened.
He had finally understood the chessboard.
He had always felt that it was due to his own carelessness that Ning Fan, under his surround, had escaped.
In the end, he lost, but it was just a loss of a few pieces, nothing significant.
But now, he had finally understood the chessboard before him.
This vast chessboard, filled densely with pieces, appeared at first sight as if he had lost by just half a move, but in reality, Ning Fan had already sealed off all his retreats.
Even when he thought he was completely victorious, Ning Fan had already prepared his counterasures.
Ning Fan’s aggressive talent was clear, but his defense was also impervious.
In the realm of Go, there are many who can balance offense and defense, but few can do it to this extent!
Terrifying, absolutely terrifying!
From the mont Ning Fan entered the room, everything was within Ning Fan’s calculations.
Ning Fan had already known how he would play; he deliberately did so in order to discuss it with him, to suppress him in the realm of Go, and then to debate with him through Go.
Such cunning at his young age, it was terribly rare and frightening!
Mr.
Tang had always thought that today he had laid a trap, that even if Ning Fan was the last piece left, it would just be a piece he had not positioned well.
But only now did he realize, he had lost, thoroughly lost.
His own setup had turned into a trap, and he ended up as the caught player!
Looking over at Ning Fan’s side:
After leaving the teahouse, Ning Fan was about to take a taxi ho.
Just as he reached the street, he suddenly heard a woman’s frantic shouting from a distance: “Help!
Soone is stealing a child!
Please, help !”
Ning Fan glanced over and imdiately saw a woman running frantically down the street, screaming wildly as she ran.
Not far ahead of the woman on the street, a motorcycle was starting to speed up.
There were two people on the motorcycle.
The one in front was driving, and the other sat behind, holding an infant in his arms.
Obviously, these two were what people commonly refer to as human traffickers.
However, to start kidnapping a child right on the main street took an enormous amount of audacity!
Ning Fan’s anger flared up imdiately.
If it had been a robbery or sothing similar, he might not have been so angry, but a baby, a newborn life, these people were arbitrarily controlling another’s life, which was a trendous disrespect to life itself!
Without another word, Ning Fan charged forward.
But the two were riding motorcycles, and although Ning Fan’s movent technique was fast, it was only for short bursts.
Catching up with them wasn’t impossible, but Ning Fan had a better idea.
He looked around and saw a student who was watching the commotion while riding his mountain bike and even happily started filming with his phone.
Ning Fan rushed up to him and said, “Let’s discuss sothing.”
With that, Ning Fan pulled the student off the bicycle.
“What?
Who are you?
Stop bothering ; I’m trying to watch the show,” the student said with a frown, obviously irritated.
“Sure, no problem,” Ning Fan nodded with a smile, then swiftly tossed the student aside, lifted his leg to mount the bicycle, and shot off with a whoosh.
The student’s expression changed as he began to shout loudly.
Ning Fan didn’t care about him and started to accelerate, as the motorcycle was almost out of sight.
As he passed by the woman, Ning Fan yelled, “Auntie, don’t worry.
Leave these scumbags to .”
The woman had just heard the voice and looked up, her eyes widening instantly at the scene before her.
She had only a mont to see Ning Fan’s face before he was already ten ters away.
Was this still a bicycle?
Such fast speed!
That wasn’t all; catching up to the motorbike ahead was still a great challenge, and Ning Fan gritted his teeth and accelerated again.
At first, Ning Fan felt that going too extre might not be good.
But seeing that the motorcycle was speeding up, Ning Fan had no choice.
So, the bicycle beca faster and faster.
Because of the high speed, the chain friction actually sparked.
On the street, a traffic police officer who was on duty saw the child-snatching incident and had already started chasing in a car.
But at noon, when the traffic was too heavy, trying to pursue through the city center quickly was nearly as difficult as reaching the heavens.
In contrast, motorcycles were much more convenient.
The police officers were fretting when suddenly sothing whooshed past beside them.
The two looked up in astonishnt and imdiately froze.
A few seconds later, they looked at each other and almost simultaneously rubbed their eyes, then looked at each other again.
One of them said in shock, “That, did you see that thing just now?”
“I did, was it…
was it a bicycle?” the other traffic officer stuttered sowhat, struggling with his words.
“It seed so,” the other said uncertainly.
That streak of fireworks and lightning that rushed past, was it really a bicycle?
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