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.

told you, didn't I? I can't remember!" Peter Pan glared

Ning shut up

sure had a

as the latter sat there and slowly tried to remember what he had forgotten. All Jiang

wasn't going to leave Donghai unless

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

the academy and went straight

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him were a few of his men. With a glazed look in their eyes,

mind of Luo Qi, the sect leader

didn't find anything. I think

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

"Yes, sir!"

departed immediately

command over the gangsters in the turfs around New Mexico. Having been split into several groups, these men headed off in

Lang stood on the cliff,

work the first

do it again. It may have failed the first time, but it can't fail again. I