Then he called Lin Qingyu. "Qingyu, are you free now?"

"Yes, are you asking me out to dinner or a movie?" Lin Qingyu's voice came from the phone, and Ning Tao could tell by her voice that she was smiling.

"Where are you?"

"I'm in the office. Where are you?"

Ning Tao laughed and said, "I'll treat you to ice cream. Do you want chocolate or vanilla?"

"I want vanilla."

"Okay. I'll come to your office later and ask you a favor," stated Ning Tao.

"Ha, I wonder why you're so good to me today. It turns out that you need my help. I'm telling you, I'm not cheap. You can't buy me off with ice cream," Lin Qingyu's voice declared.

She said she wasn't cheap, and Ning Tao thought it sounded weird, but he couldn't correct her. He said, "You decide what you want to eat. It's my treat. I'll hang up and talk to you later."

"Well, good," Lin Qingyu said and hung up the phone.

Then Ning Tao put away his phone and walked quickly to the ice cream shop. At the same time, an idea occurred to him. "The Unbreakable Fan's framework is made of frost-silver, which could gather cold according to Compendium of Spiritual Materials. If I buy ice cream and put it with them later, whether the ice cream will stay frozen and not melt?"

With this idea, he took the Unbreakable Fan from his belt, threw open it, and fanned his face. Immediately, a cool wind blew on his face, and dispelled the heat.

At that moment, an Audi A6 drove by on the road. When it approached Ning Tao, it slowed down quietly, with the gla.s.s on the pa.s.senger side lowered.

Ning Tao suddenly stopped on the sidewalk. As the Audi A6 approached him and slowed down, he felt a sense of unease. Then when the car window of the pa.s.senger seat was rolled down, his sense of unease suddenly became a sense of crisis!

This was his instinct of spiritual sense, which could also be thought as a sixth sense. Ordinary people's sixth sense was very weak, almost difficult to work, but for him, a cultivating doctor, his spiritual sense was far more powerful than ordinary people, and his sixth sense became a real "sense organ". How could he not sense the murderous intent from that Audi A6?

Then Ning Tao looked at the Audi A6 out of the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, a hand popped out of the pa.s.senger seat of that car, with a silenced pistol. The gunman wore a black hood and his hand was thick and covered with golden hairs. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger the second the pistol was aimed at Ning Tao.

Ning Tao didn't try to avoid because he was so close to the gun. He couldn't move faster than the gunman could adjust the muzzle or the bullet. Once he jumped out and rolled sideways, the enemy just needed to lift the muzzle to make a few blood holes in his back! His choice was simpler and more direct—he s.h.i.+elded the muzzle with the fan.

P-taff! P-taff! P-taff!

With the quiver of the silenced-pistol, three bullets shot from the muzzle and instantly hit the Unbreakable Fan.

However, there was no sign of damage to the fan. Its surface made of abyssal eucommia ulmoides was far more bulletproof than a bulletproof jacket, causing the three bullets to bounce off and land on the ground.

The gunman started for a moment, but then moved the gun, avoiding the Unbreakable Fan in Ning Tao's hand and aimed at Ning Tao's abdomen.

The fan in Ning Tao's hand, like a shadow attached, also moved to his abdomen, always locking the muzzle of the gunman.

P-taff! P-taff! P-taff!

The gunman fired three more shots.

There were three more smoking bullets on the ground.

At that point Ning Tao suddenly rushed to the Audi A6 which was driving near the roadside.

The Audi A6's engine suddenly roared, and the car sped away, leaving Ning Tao behind.

Ning Tao stopped. His feet trembled slightly because of the rush of adrenaline and he was in a cold sweat, feeling the chill on his back. If he hadn't been holding the Unbreakable Fan just now, he would have been in danger. The gunman was only a few meters away from him, and there was little chance he could have dodged a bullet! His spiritual power airbag of the Powerful Tolerance to Beating could defend against blunt impact, but could not against the puncture damage of bullets. If he got hit in the vital part, he would die!

"Who is that killer?"

"Who sent him?"

While these questions raced through Ning Tao's mind, he thought of the Tang Sect. However, he soon denied the speculation. The Tang Sect did have enmity with him, and it was very normal for them to send killer to kill him, but, in the Tang Sect's style, they preferred poison needles and darts to guns. Besides, the gunner's hand was covered with golden hairs, which only white people had.

"Could it be someone connected to the project of ancestor seeking?" Ning Tao thought of Nicholas Conway, the one he'd only heard of.

At that moment, a couple pa.s.sed by him.

"This guy was dancing with a fan. It was so funny," the girl whispered to her boyfriend.

"A psychos, he is probably obsessed with square dancing," said the girl's boyfriend, his tone full of disdain.

Ning Tao stopped pondering those questions and ignored the couple. He closed the Unbreakable Fan and went on to the ice cream shop. For a moment he thought about calling the police, but he didn't take out his phone.

If the police handled it, the biggest problem was that he had to explain to the police why the killer shot him, besides asking questions and taking notes. In a way, Ning Tao himself was also a criminal, because he killed Huai Kebing, and joined hands with Yin Molan and Qing Zhui to kill Tang Tianren. Given his awkward position, he really didn't want to face the police.

At the ice cream shop, Ning Tao bought a big bag of ice cream and then went to the office building of Blueprint Biotechnology Company. On the way, he did put the Unbreakable Fan in the bag of ice cream. In the elevator, he opened the bag and looked at it and found that freezing was as good as the refrigerator. The Unbreakable Fan was really a treasure of refrigeration.

Ning Tao went to the top floor first and distributed the ice cream he bought to the kids, except for one vanilla ice cream.

"Is that ice cream you save for me?" Li Xiaoyu asked, looking expectantly at Ning Tao, although she was holding a chocolate cone.

Ning Tao smiled and said, "Xiaoyu, it's for your Sister Qingyu."

"Can I sing you a song and you give me the ice cream?" Li Xiaoyu bargained.

Ning Tao was speechless.

Su Ya came over with a serious look on her face and said, "Li Xiaoyu, you go play. No nonsense."

"Hum!" With an angry snort, Li Xiaoyu turned and walked away.

Then Su Ya complained, "Why did you buy ice cream for these kids? What if their bowels loosen?"

Ning Tao smiled and said, "I'm a doctor. If their bowels loosen, I'll treat them."

Su Ya said, "Then you give me the ice cream in your hand."

Ning Tao said awkwardly, "This ice cream..."

"Give it to me or not?" Su Ya urged.

With a bitter smile, Ning Tao gave her the vanilla ice cream.

Su Ya unceremoniously tore the wrapping paper and took a bite at the ice cream.

Ning Tao looked at Su Ya's head and circled her.

Su Ya asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Ning Tao replied, "I'm looking to see if you have white hair on your head."

Su Ya slightly paused for a moment before inquiring, "Why do you look to see if I have white hair on my head?"

Ning Tao suddenly spotted a white hair and immediately cried, "Don't move. I find one. I'll pull it off."

But Su Ya dodged. "What are you doing? I don't have white hair. I don't want you to pull it. Go away. You're so weird..."

After she blurted out a few words, Ning Tao explained, "I need your white hair to make a kind of medicine."

Su Ya suddenly stopped shouting, and asked, "What medicine needs my white hair?"

Ning Tao said, "Never mind that. Even if I tell you, you won't understand. Give me your white hair, okay?"

Su Ya nodded her head and agreed, "You pull it, but be gentle. I'm afraid of pain."

"I'll pull it gently." Ning Tao went over and reached for the white hair that was hiding in her temples. Then he grabbed the white hair and yanked. The white hair immediately fell from Su Ya's head to his hand.

Su Ya looked at Ning Tao's white hair in his hand and sighed, "Alas, I am really old."

Ning Tao laughed and said, "What the h.e.l.l are you talking about? You're not even 18! It's normal for teenagers to have white hair. Er... Don't move. I see another one."

Afterward, Ning Tao continued to look for white hair on Su Ya's head until he couldn't find it. In the end, he pulled out a total of four white hairs from her head.

"Is that enough?" Su Ya asked.

Ning Tao shook his head and answered, "No, I need 12, and there are only four."

"Do you wish I have white hair all over my head?" Su Ya rolled her eyes at Ning Tao.

Ning Tao suddenly remembered a question. He then lowered his voice and said, "Su Ya, it's very abrupt, but I have to ask you a question."

"What is it?"

Ning Tao hesitated and said, "Er, have you ever had...emm...with a boy?"

Su Ya looked confused and asked, "What?"

Ning Tao said awkwardly, "That, um, about human reproduction."

Su Ya stared at Ning Tao with strange eyes and asked, "Why do you ask?"

Ning Tao said, "Because..."

Before he could explain, Su Ya interrupted, "I never knew you are such a person. You are uptight on the outside, but you are actually very bad, aren't you? I'm telling you, I haven't experienced anything like that, but I know what it is. You jerks ask women to be chaste while you live in the world of wine and women!"

"Let me explain..."

Su Ya interrupted him again, "No, I won't listen to you. I'm telling you, I'm not a loose girl!"

Ning Tao shrugged. "Can I just say something? I didn't mean that. I knew it was embarra.s.sing to ask this question, and would cause you discomfort, but I have to ask clearly, because this medicine requires the virgin's white hair, or a lot of precious herbs may be sc.r.a.pped."

"Is... that why you asked me if I was a virgin?" Su Ya went quiet.

Ning Tao nodded.

"You b.a.s.t.a.r.d!" Su Ya suddenly stepped on the instep of Ning Tao, and then turned and went away.

Ning Tao looked at the footprint on his instep, and didn't come back to himself for a while.