Chapter Fourty-Sixty-Eight: Hanging Out to Die

"Mr. Nan? Mr. Nan?" Wei Rong called him a few times in a low voice before Nan Ming realized, "The village secretary is here."

The tinnitus finally disappeared, the surrounding voices came over, the old men and women basking in the sun pointed and talked in a low voice, Nan Ming vaguely heard something like "golden ingots".

"I didn't expect that the old sister-in-law's house actually buried gold ingots..." The village party secretary was also gossiping, "I heard from my grandfather that the old sister-in-law's family was originally a rich family, but it fell into disrepair..."

"What's going on here?" Nan Ming didn't have any interest in the so-called ancestral treasure, and asked with a frown, "Get to the point!"

His patience has been worn to the limit.

The village party secretary swallowed his saliva, looked at the dozen or so men standing beside him, and then at the series of cars blocking the entire street, and said, "It's not that bastard Nan Ming!"

Hearing the village party secretary swearing at people, a few security guards next to him were about to beat them up, but fortunately Nan Ming raised his hand to stop them.

Suddenly feeling murderous eyes from all around, the village party secretary didn't know what happened, he was a little puzzled, and he was too frightened to speak.

Under Nan Ming's repeated questioning, he only told what happened in a few sentences.

After listening to everything, Nan Ming's anger almost turned into substance.

Just for a bar of gold? This beast, just dug down the old house where the old man lived all his life, and left the old man himself in this ice and snow waiting to die?

The beast! brute!

Lazy god, lazy god, you bastard, I clearly warned you!

You can lie to anyone you want, you can even lie to me, but absolutely, absolutely not to lie to the old man again, otherwise, I will kill this bastard with my own hands!

He took a few breaths heavily, suppressing the anger rising in his heart. Before he could do anything, the old man had to be settled.

He said to the village party secretary, "I want to buy your place."

"Buy land? What are you doing?" The village party secretary was taken aback. The land here was worthless, but it was not appropriate to just sell it to others.

"Build a house for the old man." Nan Ming said.

"Building a house?" The village party secretary was taken aback, and said, "Then you don't need to buy it. In fact, my sister-in-law still has three house sites, which are on the bank of the Dongtou River in the village. They are reserved by my sister-in-law for her grandson to get married and build a house."

"Take us there." Nan Ming glanced at the dejected old man again, and said.

Poor parents in the world.

"Hey, hey, this way." The village party secretary hurriedly led the way.

...

"Haha, this is really gold." The liar Nan Ming took a bite of the gold, then wiped it with his sleeve, looking at the tooth marks on it, he couldn't help laughing.

It is said to be a gold ingot, but it is actually just an ingot of gold. It does not look like an ingot at all. There are some unfamiliar characters on it. I don't know who made it. When you hold it with your hands, it weighs at least one catty.

Even if it is calculated according to the price of investment funds, it is more than 100,000 yuan.

"I didn't expect this old thing to be so rich! It even made me suffer for so many years!" Liar Nan Ming recalled his life back then, and began to gnash his teeth again.

One hundred thousand dollars. Before he cheated Xiong Ankang, he had never seen so much money. If he had taken out this ingot of gold when he was a child, he would definitely be able to live like an emperor.

For liar Nan Ming, it is only natural for him to lie to others, and others owe him everything, including his grandma.

When digging gold ingots, the old man's house was dug down. The liar Nan Ming was afraid of trouble and tired of hearing the old man's cries, so he fled here to temporarily settle down.

This is a dilapidated building behind the small village. It used to be the primary school in the village, but after a company built a new primary school, it was abandoned.

This building was built between several villages, with no village in front and no shop in the back. Now when the farming is slack, the roads are difficult to walk, and even wild dogs don't bother to come.

In fact, he had heard rumors about the gold ingot, and he had always thought it was a legend. Even if they were landlords in such a small place, did they have surplus food at home?

It was only just now that he learned from his grandma that their ancestors were once a big family, but after committing a crime, they hid back to their old home and nested in the deep mountains and old forests.

"Lazy God, it's too powerful to cheat authority!" Liar Nan Ming wiped the gold clean, put it in his pocket, and said excitedly, "I'm going to deceive more people now!"

Lazy God didn't answer him, and there was silence all around.

"Lazy God?" Without getting a response from the lazy god, the liar Nan Ming was a little puzzled, and said, "Lazy god, are you there?"

He asked several times before he heard Lazy God's voice: "You shouldn't do this!"

"What?" The liar Nan Ming was a little puzzled, what he shouldn't do.

"You shouldn't have cheated your grandma of your gold!" Lazy God's voice seemed to contain uncontrollable anger, "I warned you just now!"

It's a pity that the lazy god just lives here, unless he personally uses the assassination authority to kill his host, otherwise he can only be a bystander and can't interfere with anything.

"That old and immortal thing, it's a lie, what's the big deal?" The liar Nan Ming took out the gold again, weighed it, and said with a sneer.

"I warned you, you can lie to anyone, but you must not lie to your grandma!" Lazy God roared.

"Is there any difference?" The liar Nan Ming sneered, it's just a lie, who is not a lie? Acquaintances are easier to succeed!

"It doesn't matter anymore." Lan Shen said, he was too lazy to say anything.

Liar Nan Ming had no idea who he had offended.

And next, what kind of anger will he face.

With Nan Ming's sense of justice overwhelming, asking him to turn a blind eye to the liar Nan Ming is already for the sake of the lazy god.

But after Nan Ming gave a clear warning, the liar Nan Ming dared to deceive his grandma. The lazy god seemed to see Nan Ming furious, and the liar Nan Ming died without a place to bury him.

...

It was getting dark, and the sun was about to set. The old lame sunbathing at the entrance of the village still refused to leave. Since noon today, he has seen several groups of people asking for directions. When asking for directions, at least one cigarette was handed over, including some good ones, and there was even a tall, tall Yangma whose walking made people's minds flutter, and threw a box of foreign cigarettes at random.

Although this foreign cigarette is really not easy to smoke, and it is not as good as his big dry pipe, but there is a vague fragrance on it, which makes the old lame who has been in the sun for 30 years move his heart for a long time.

These people are all asking one person——Nan Ming.

Lao Lai pointed them in the direction of the liar Nan Ming's house, and then waited indifferently for the next group of people.

While showing the way, he sighed in his heart, how much debt this liar Nan Ming owed, and they came one by one, even after digging up the old sister-in-law's house, they couldn't divide it up!

Now the sky is getting darker, the temperature is starting to drop, and the lame thick padded jacket is a little bit unstoppable. When I was wondering whether to leave, another row of cars stopped, there were seven or eight cars in front and back.

A man got off from the car in front, and ran over to inquire, "My fellow, is there a man named Nan Ming here?"

The old lame rolled his eyes and pretended not to hear.

The man took out a crumpled half-pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed them over. Only then did the old lame point out the location. The man quickly ran to the middle of a car, bowed his head and said, "County magistrate, the fellow said that this place is indeed There is a man named Nan Ming, and many people came to him today."

County Magistrate Chen and Lao Liang looked at each other, and they both saw the joy in each other's eyes.

But, is this Nan Ming the real Mr. Nan, or the liar Nan Ming?

"Tell the comrades not to be impulsive and see the situation." County Magistrate Chen took a deep breath and said.

Finally found someone.

This group of people actually chased them from Jinshan County to Nanshan Town, and one of them was the police who set off last night to track down the liar Nan Ming.

The other group of people is the county magistrate Chen and his party who set off to Nanjia Town at noon today to find the Nanzong of Lanshen Technology.

Liar Nan Ming and his team fled overnight. The road conditions here are not good, and there are no cameras on most of the roads, so although the police chased them all the way, they chased in the wrong direction several times.

As a result, the two groups of people who tracked down the real and fake Nan Ming got together, and when the two teams met, the team became a bit spectacular.

But now, what is the situation?

Which play is this from? Is the Monkey King real or fake?

What is the relationship between true and false Nan Ming?

What should I do after seeing it?

So even though they had chased here, they didn't let the police go forward to arrest people immediately. Instead, they discussed two plans at the entrance of the village.

According to Lao Lai's instructions, a group of people drove to the vicinity of the old house, and when they saw the magnificent convoy, they immediately got a point in their hearts.

In this world, every construction machine is extremely dirty and full of mud and sand, but the construction machines in front of me are all cleaned up, just like experimental instruments in a laboratory.

Most of the vehicles have a logo created by Heqing on the side. The logo was designed by Wei Ke, a mechanical lotus flower.

On some small instruments, there will be the swirl logo of Lanshen Technology, which means that these instruments are produced by Lanshen Technology and provide technical support.

County Magistrate Chen himself got out of the car and took a look. When he wanted to approach, he was politely blocked by several people.

The police stepped forward to question, and several people just waved their hands to express that it was inconvenient to speak.

"I don't know what's going on here, but Mr. Nan must have come to look for his relatives." County Magistrate Chen and others got together to discuss. He secretly ran to Linxian County and didn't inform anyone in Linxian County. At this time, it is also low-key and low-key, otherwise Nan Ming, an investor, might be snatched away by Lin County.

And now, they can't pull out the family's files, they can only guess.

"Anyway, let's find Mr. Nan first." Lao Liang pointed to Song Changlong and said, "Anyway, Xiao Song has met Mr. Nan and knows him. You can tell if you are right at a glance."

"That's right!" County Magistrate Chen also nodded, and several policemen went to ask separately. When these people asked about the staff of Heqing Creation, they were all trained and said with a serious face that they had no comment.

On the other hand, the old men next to him, who were basking in the sun and watching the excitement, were very enthusiastic and said, "Mr. Nan? Which Mr. Nan? Oh, that boy Nanming, when did he become Mr. Nan? Well, I just saw him I went to the village, I guess I went to the old school!"

County Magistrate Chen said decisively: "Anyway, it's useless to wait here, leaving the two comrades here to guard, and report if there is any movement, let's go to the back and take a look."

One car was left behind, and the others headed in the direction of the so-called old school.

Zhang Qinghang wandered around the homestead by the river in the east of the village, and said, "The place is not big, but building a two-story building with an elevator is enough for the old man to live on his own. A terrace can be built by the river to enjoy the shade or It’s okay to bask in the sun, no complicated design is needed, it takes half an hour to clear the foundation, and it can be built in another half an hour.”

Nan Ming nodded, expressing his satisfaction, and the village party secretary and others were stunned.

At this moment, Nan Ming's phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Qing Zhongtang's phone. He asked in confusion, "How do you call me?"

"Mr. Nan, are you still in Nanjia Town?" Qing Zhongtang was very anxious on the phone, "I just got the news that many members of the nameless organization are rushing to Nanjia Town, which may be bad for you. Some of them People are desperadoes, very dangerous, find a safe place to hide, and I will rush there immediately!"

Qing Zhongtang's voice was somewhat exasperated. The nameless organization is an organization that the intelligence organizations of the major countries hate and cannot do without. Now that there is a vacancy for the administrator in East Asia, in fact, the country is also eyeing this goal and fully supports a candidate to join the competition. In terms of qualifications and abilities, Qing Zhongtang is the most suitable and qualified candidate for this candidate. However, Qing Zhongtang seems to be less obedient than before, and some people in the organization have a feeling for him. Being vigilant, he didn't even tell him the news.

"How come?" Nan Ming was taken aback, his "empathy" and "devotion" permissions were still in effect, and most of the pressure should be borne by the CIA.

Why did these people come to Nanjia Town to trouble him?

Could this be the one-in-a-thousand chance in the legend?

Nan Ming felt a little strange and couldn't figure it out.

...

The iron gate of the old school was closed, and suddenly someone knocked on the door and shouted loudly: "Mr. Nan, are you in?"

A friend of the liar Nanming came to the door to take a look, and was taken aback immediately, and ran back and said, "Boss, it's not good, there's a note coming!"

These people are habitual offenders, they have entered the palace several times, even in casual clothes, they instinctively sensed each other's identities.

"What are you afraid of? Don't panic! This is a chance to make a fortune!" The liar Nan Ming walked out of the dilapidated house, swaggering like a general, "Look at me!"

The index fingers and thumbs of his hands are facing each other, forming a triangle, and the yellow fraudulent authority emerges, the liar Nan Ming coughed, and said in a deep voice: "Let everyone think that I am the boss of Lanshen Technology, Nan Ming!"

The deceitful authority between his palms swelled up as if boiling, and suddenly shrunk to almost invisible.

A sense of emptiness came from the liar Nan Ming, as if this desire to deceive was too great.

"Did it work? Lazy god?" the liar Nan Ming asked the lazy god.

"It's a success..." Lazy God sighed, the liar Nanming's tiny authority is still unable to counter Nanming's much stronger lazy authority, and his influence on people who know Nanming is limited, but it has nothing to do with Nanming However, it is effective enough.

But he never dreamed that the liar Nan Ming would make such a wish, what is this? Play tricks to kill?

The Lazy God shook his head, not planning to care anymore.

After being affirmed by the lazy god, the liar Nan Ming laughed.

This time, too much power was consumed, but everything was worth it.

From now on, in the eyes of everyone, he is the real Mr. Nan, whether it is money or status, everything will be there.