The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

This time, no more accidents or assassinations occurred. When they arrived at the airport in Xiangdao, the group got into the car specially sent by the Yan family to pick them up and went directly to the Yan family's old residence.

The three cars in front and the three cars in the back were all filled with bodyguards. The one in the middle was an extended Bentley that had been modified to be bulletproof, and three people, Yan Bohan and Ning Xi, were sitting there.

After the accident, Yan Bohan called his grandfather to tell him about the assassination, so he sent so many cars for protection.

Of course, there is also Mr. Yan’s expression of the importance he attaches to Master Ning.

The car drove all the way to the Yan family's courtyard. The housekeeper had been waiting for a long time!

He opened the back seat door in person and greeted Ning Xi and the others with a smile without changing his expression, "Welcome Master Ning, Master Ninth, and Master Long!"

When Yan Bohan made the call before, he had mentioned that Tining Xi was under twenty years old. Mr. Yan mentioned it to the housekeeper, so he didn't reveal any surprise.

But he was still quite surprised. This was his first time meeting such a young master.

It’s not like there are no young and powerful people on Hong Kong Island, but they are all over 25 years old at least.

In view of Yan Bohan's previous phone call, the housekeeper was very polite and respectful to Ning Xi and the others.

Mr. Yan has become much better since he used the disease-repelling charm.

It has gone from being half-lying down and having difficulty even getting out of bed to walking. Now I can use crutches to sit downstairs or in the yard to get some fresh air.

The housekeeper and Yan Bohan accompanied Ning Xi and the others into the living room, where Mr. Yan was reading a newspaper.

This is a habit he has developed over the years. He reads current affairs and financial newspapers every day.

I saw that my grandson was back, and there were three more young people around him.

Mr. Yan immediately stood up with his crutches, with a gentle smile on his face, "Master Ning, Master Ninth, and Master Long have been famous for a long time. Meeting these three really makes me feel old. Please sit down!"

To be honest, this was the first time for such a young master to ask for help. If his grandson hadn't made that call before, he would have been really unsure.

However, thinking that the three of them must be ancient martial arts cultivators, I couldn't help but have a kind of expectation in my heart, like a drowning person trying to grasp the last straw.

Ning Xi smiled slightly and greeted politely: "Dong Yan is so complimentary!"

Jiuying still looked like the cold and arrogant young master. He nodded calmly to Mr. Yan and sat down.

The little turtle doll had a clean smile on his face, "Dr. Yan!"

Soon a servant served tea to the three of them.

Mr. Yan said with a smile: "Thanks to the three masters this time, otherwise Bohan would have been in trouble. I must thank you very much."

These are words from the bottom of his heart. Yan Bohan, his grandson, is his lifeblood. He is currently seriously ill and has been enduring it all so that his grandson can successfully inherit his estate.

Ning Xi smiled and said, "Dr. Yan, you're welcome!"

They didn't deny the other party's intention to repay their gratitude. After all, it was a fact that they saved Yan Bohan.

Just as Mr. Yan was about to speak, voices came from the door of the living room, and then a middle-aged couple walked in with a young and handsome man and a pretty girl.

"Dad!" The middle-aged couple smiled and addressed Mr. Yan respectfully.

"Grandpa!" Then the young man and the girl shouted respectfully.

When Yan Bohan saw the person coming, a gentle smile appeared on his brows. He stood up and shouted to the middle-aged couple: "Mom, Dad!"