The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 209 Pan Ting’s Scheme_1

Chapter 209: Chapter 209 Pan Ting’s Scheme_1

"You dare to call your master Zhao Xinghui by his name?" Ma Xiulian frowned.

"Master my ass! My master is Mr. Ning, got it? As for Zhao Xinghui, even though he’s from the provincial city, he’s worthy to be Baldy Qiang’s master?" Baldy Qiang immediately shouted angrily.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoling also heard the commotion and came out, immediately frowning with disgust at the sight of Pan Ting and Ma Xiulian.

"Lin Xiaoling? What are you still doing here? Haven’t you scrammed yet? Oh, I know, it must be because my dear Xing Hui hasn’t taken action yet, and let you live a few more hours," Pan Ting sneered.

"Damn! You idiot, still taking action? Let me tell you the truth, the guys brought by your bastard Zhao Xinghui are all dead, and he himself ran off back to the provincial city like a dying dog. Oh, no, maybe he’s been caught and killed by Mr. Ning by now! And you’re still here waving Zhao Xinghui’s banner, talking some crap about taking over the company? Is your brain full of shit?"

Baldy Qiang mocked loudly.

"What? Xing Hui is being pursued by Ning Fan? How is that possible? That damned Ning Fan, how dare he?" Ma Xiulian’s face turned white all of a sudden.

But Pan Ting was not surprised but delighted, and said with a cold laugh, "Hehe, even if Ning Fan really goes crazy and tries to kill Zhao Xinghui, I’m not scared!"

Baldy Qiang furrowed his brow and said, "You’re not afraid even if Zhao Xinghui gets killed by Mr. Ning?"

"Me, scared? What a joke! If Ning Fan really dares to kill Zhao Xinghui, then his end is near. What do I have to be afraid of?" Pan Ting said proudly.

"Pan Ting, what exactly do you mean?"

Lin Xiaoling couldn’t help but ask from the side.

Pan Ting became even more smug and said loudly, "You’re all so stupid, really thinking Zhao Xinghui is that easy to deal with? In today’s matter, as long as Zhao Xinghui makes a move on Ning Fan, you’ve already lost, and I’ve won!"

"If Zhao Xinghui strikes and Ning Fan can’t withstand it, he’s dead!"

"If Ning Fan can withstand it, but knowing his stubbornness, he will definitely chase down Zhao Xinghui!"

"However, if Ning Fan dares to harm a single hair on Zhao Xinghui, the Zhao Family will never sit back and do nothing. His father, Mr. Zhao, will definitely take action personally, mobilizing the Zhao Family’s immense power to crush Ning Fan like an ant! Then, Ning Fan’s end will come, and all of you will meet your ends too! Hahaha!"

After saying this, Pan Ting couldn’t help but burst into loud laughter.

"What?"

Upon hearing this, both Baldy Qiang and Lin Xiaoling’s expressions changed simultaneously.

How strong the Zhao Family was, they had learned a bit from Li Wanshan after Ning Fan pursued to kill; it was a first-tier family in the provincial city. Given a bit of time, the resources they can mobilize are unimaginable.

In front of the Zhao Family, Ning Fan alone truly wasn’t a match!

Both of their faces showed an undisguisable worry.

"How about it? Do you now realize how formidable I am? Let me tell you, if you obediently hand over Tianling Pharmaceutical to me, then maybe I might speak well of you in front of Zhao Xinghui and the Zhao Family, spare Ning Fan, spare all of you, and let you have a way to live."

"But if you keep being ungrateful, then I’m sorry."

Pan Ting lifted her chin, speaking condescendingly as if she had already become a haughty queen.

Lin Xiaoling and Baldy Qiang were somewhat worried and were hesitating when, unexpectedly, a figure appeared not far away.

The person wasn’t there yet, but his voice arrived first.

"Ling’er, Baldy Qiang, if you two are so easily fooled by this stupid woman, then you’d really disappoint me."

The person was Ning Fan.

He strode up to them, coldly looking at Pan Ting, "Sorry, the Zhao Xinghui you’re counting on, I’ve already killed; Zhao Xinghui’s father, Zhao Rongfu, I’ve killed too! I’ve also warned the other Zhao Family members. Now, who do you have left to rely on?"

"Ning... Ning Fan? You killed Zhao Xinghui and Zhao Rongfu?"

"What? How... how is this possible?"

Pan Ting and Ma Xiulian were both frightened with their faces alternating colors.

"What, you still don’t believe it?" Ning Fan said with a cold smile.

Ma Xiulian stiffened her neck and said between gritted teeth, "Ning Fan, don’t try to deceive us, I won’t believe a word of your nonsense! How can you dare to kill my good son-in-law, Xing Hui? Not to mention his father, Zhao Rongfu! I bet you can’t even stand straight or talk loudly in front of Zhao Rongfu, can you? And you say you killed him? That’s truly laughable to death."

Pan Ting also said, "I get it, Ning Fan, you must’ve chased after Zhao Xinghui to the Zhao house, but got taught a lesson by them, then begged like a dog on your knees in front of the Zhao Family, and finally ran back here in disgrace, right?"

Ning Fan was becoming impatient with this absurd mother and daughter duo’s thought processes and said coldly, "Believe whatever you want. As long as you don’t provoke me, I don’t care, but if you do provoke me, I won’t mind solving the trouble once and for all."

"Hehe, Ning Fan, still putting on an act? Don’t forget, it’s not like the old days; you no longer have Xu Yourong backing you up. You think by pretending you can intimidate us? That’s absolutely impossible! I’m going to call Xing Hui right now!"

Pan Ting took out her cellphone, and continued trying to call Zhao Xinghui, but no matter how many times she tried, she couldn’t get through.

Beep beep!

Suddenly, a news alert popped up on Pan Ting’s phone.