Billionaire God of War

Peter Pan looked up and threw a glance at Jiang Ning. The look on his face darkened instantly. It was clear that he wasn't happy about Jiang Ning interrupting his game. "We're done playing." The old man sent the chess pieces scattering across the board. "What a downer!"

Jiang Ning was speechless. The old man had been granted free board and meals and had been squatting in the academy ever since. He hardly had any right to complain about anything. "We found him," he said curtly.

Peter Pan instantly became a changed man when he heard that. He turned and stared at Jiang Ning. There was a cold murderous glint in his eyes.

"You found him?"

"Kind of." Jiang Ning nodded. "He seems to be looking for something."

He kept his eyes on Peter Pan as he spoke, as if he was hoping for a reaction that

might provide him with a clue or two.

He was rewarded with a look of confusion instead.

"Looking for something?" The old man smacked his head as he thought furiously. "What's he looking for? Why do I have a feeling that I know what he's looking for? Why can't I remember?" "It's alright. Take your time," said Jiang Ning. "We have plenty of it."

He knew it. Peter Pan knew what Mr Lang was looking for. But he had lost his memory and couldn't remember many things. He couldn't even remember what Mr Lang was looking for. "What does he plan to do with whatever he's looking for?" asked Jiang Ning.

I? I can't

shut up

man sure had a

there and slowly tried to remember what he had forgotten. All Jiang Ning could do now was wait. He needed more information before he could

leave Donghai unless he

growing increasingly bigger. The baby was due soon. Unless there was an emergency, he wanted to stay by Lin Yuzhen's

Ning left the academy and

there was nothing more important to him than his

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a few of his men. With a glazed look

wrestle control of the mind of Luo Qi, the sect leader of Tianlian Sect easily. Compared to

I think we're headed the

must be here. I remember it's here somewhere. Get more men and comb the area. You must find it

"Yes, sir!"

departed immediately and began the

gangsters in the turfs around New Mexico. Having been split into several groups, these men headed off in different directions, combing the area and leaving no stone unturned

stood on the cliff, his eyes

work

to do it again. It may have failed the first time, but it can't fail again. I have to find it as soon as possible, before he remembers