Chapter 1: The Eye-Catching Wedding

  In a daze, Ning Fan saw a somewhat familiar pretty face, and the one in his arms seemed to be his beautiful girlfriend Tongtong.

  "Tongtong, you've finally arrived." Ning Fan, who was no longer clear-headed, looked rather delighted at this moment. He tightly hugged the woman in his arms, "Tongtong, I've been waiting for you for so long..."

  "Tongtong, why are you wearing a wedding dress? Did you know I was going to propose to you?"

  "Tongtong, are you willing to marry me? If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent..."

  "Tongtong, tonight, you are my bride..."

  The door closed, and Ning Fan bowed his head and kissed her goodbye.

  ……

  Ning Fan had a pink dream, in which he returned to the same night three years ago. That night, he was about to graduate and leave school when his girlfriend Tongtong gave him a special birthday gift - herself.

  That beautiful, unbridled body, those gentle, suppressed moans, that frenzied passion, that powerful thrust, and that uninhibited release after a sweat-drenched climax, everything seemed so real. Ning Fang was deeply entranced in the dream, unwilling to wake up.

  It was a very long dream, until Ning Fan suddenly flew up in the dream and then fell heavily from the air, he suddenly woke up.

  Ow, my head hurts so much, it's splitting!

  This was Ning Fan's first feeling, the aftereffect of a hangover had all burst out at this moment. Rubbing his temples, Ning Fan stood up and opened his eyes, but suddenly let out a shock, because he saw a huge fist rapidly approaching him!

  Ning Fang's head was still dizzy and he didn't have time to think, he just instinctively wanted to retreat backwards, but the next moment, he found himself already retreating without a way out, because at this moment, he was leaning against the wall. So, he hastily shifted his body to the right, however, after a hangover, his body's reaction speed had slowed down significantly.

  A sharp pain shot through his left shoulder, Ning Fan's dodge was apparently a bit late, and he took a heavy punch, but this punch also made Ning Fan more sober.

  Taking a deep breath, Ning Fan swept his eyes around the room and quickly grasped the current situation. He was still in Room 502, but apart from him, there were two other people - two burly men dressed in suits.

  The two big men, one with dark skin like an African, the other with exceptionally fair skin, both had sharp eyes, and together they gave off a somewhat black-and-white contrasting aura.

  At this moment, the big black man was standing less than a meter away from Ning Fan, staring at him fiercely. Obviously, the punch Ning Fan had just taken was his handiwork. As for the white big man, he was actually tidying up the room!

  For a moment, Ning Fan had an illusion, taking the white big man as a cleaner, but he soon knew that it was not a cleaner, at least not in the ordinary sense. With Ning Fan's experience, he could judge that the white big man was clearing all traces in the room.

  The cleaning work was obviously not yet complete, so Ning Fan could still see that the room was a bit messy, with messy bedding on the big bed and scattered clothes. At this moment, Ning Fan suddenly realized that he was only wearing one underwear, and he also found that there seemed to be torn wedding dresses on the carpet not far away.

  Rumble...

  Ning Fan's brain suddenly exploded like a bomb, memories flooding in like a tidal wave. He still wasn't clear about what happened after he got drunk, but everything before that was now completely recalled.

  "Tongtong!" Ning Fan's heart ached as he finally remembered, that gentle and beautiful girl had already left him.

  A thread of warning once again startled Ning Fan awake, and Ning Fan once again saw that fist charging towards him, the big black man had made his move again.

  Although still confused about everything in front of him, Ning Fan did not hide again this time, nor did he wait there to be beaten. He suddenly clenched his fist and swung it fiercely!

  Boom!

  Two fists collided heavily, producing a dull thud that was painful to hear.

  "Ah!" The big black man let out a painful hum, retreating several steps before sitting down on the bed with a thud. He looked at Ning Fang with an incredulous expression.

  The next second, the big black man roared and jumped up, pouncing on Ning Fan.

  Ning Fan suddenly sprang forward, fiercely kicking out with one foot, squarely hitting the big black man's belly. The big black man let out a pained groan once again, his entire body flying backward and crashing into the wall.

  Bang!

  The big black man's head came into close contact with the wall, and then he fell to the ground, unconscious.

  This sudden change made the white big man stop his cleaning action, he looked up at the unconscious black big man, then looked at Ning Fan, and for a moment, he was somewhat dazed.

  Ning Fan walked to the bedside, found his scattered clothes and put them on calmly. At the same time, he looked at the big white man and asked coldly: "Speak up, who are you people?"

  "Oh, I'm Xiaobai and he's Xiaohei. According to Big Sister's orders, Xiaohei is in charge of beating you up, and I'm responsible for cleaning up the scene. But now it seems like Xiaohei can't complete his task." The big man who called himself Xiaobai had a hint of schadenfreude in his tone. "Officer Ning, it looks like you're already quite awake. In that case, you should leave quickly. After you leave, I'll be able to clean up this place more easily."

  "Who is that so-called big sister in your mouth?" Ning Fan asked, and some fragments flashed through his mind uncontrollably. As for what happened after getting drunk, he really couldn't remember clearly, but it wasn't completely without memory either. He vaguely remembered spending a night with a woman wearing a wedding dress, although he wished that woman was Tongtong, but now that he was thoroughly sober, he knew it definitely wasn't Tongtong.

  "You don't even know?" Xiao Bai looked at Ning Fan with a strange gaze, then suddenly relaxed and said, "Hmph, fine. The young lady hopes you can forget what happened last night, she doesn't want to have any entanglements with you in the future either. Since you don't know who she is, that's even better."

  Ning Fan wanted to say something, but in his mind, Tongtong's figure emerged again. Suddenly, he felt a sense of listlessness and lost interest in pursuing the matter further.

  Put on your clothes, take your things, and Ning Fan walked towards the door, saying at the same time: "Tell that young lady, I also hope nothing happened last night."

  Ning Fan really wished that nothing had happened last night. He hoped everything was still the same as before, so he and Tongtong's fairy-tale-like love could continue.

  Walking out of Qinghe International Hotel, Ning Fan raised his head to look at the gloomy sky, his mood became even more dismal, and he seemed a bit more bewildered.

  Ten years ago, he promised the old Taoist who taught him a lot that he would not use those extraordinary abilities before he was twenty-five. In these ten years, he seemed quite ordinary in everyone's eyes, but every day, he looked forward to his 25th birthday.

  He chose to propose to his girlfriend on his twenty-fifth birthday, because he knew that from today on, he would have the ability to protect her and give her a happy life. For him, this day was supposed to be an important milestone in his life and the goal of his past decade.

  Now his girlfriend has become an ex-girlfriend, the goal he once struggled for seems to have suddenly become a joke, which makes Ning Fan heartache and even more bewildered.

  He has fulfilled his promise to Lao Dao. He no longer needs to pretend to be mediocre, nor does he need to continue being low-key. But what should he do now?

  Ning Fan took out his phone and slowly typed out that familiar number, but he never managed to make the call.

  He can't just forget Tongtong like this, it's his unforgettable first love, but deep down, he also has his own pride, he can't use begging to win back the lost lover.

  The mobile phone rang suddenly, startling Ning Fan awake. He subconsciously glanced at his phone, took a deep breath, and answered the call in as normal a voice as possible: "Uncle Kun, something up?"

  "Ning Fan, come over for a game." A hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone.

  "I'm coming." Ning Fan replied and then hung up the phone.

  Lost love, but life must go on, work must also continue.

  Ning Fan was an ordinary criminal police officer in Qingyun City Police Bureau, and Kun Shu, who had just called, was Shi Kun, the deputy captain of the city's criminal police team, who was not only Ning Fan's direct superior but also his mentor in the police bureau.

  It's past twelve o'clock now, and Ning Fan is actually on holiday today. However, being a criminal police officer is a very special job. Even if you're on holiday, once you receive a call, you have to rush over immediately. So, despite his bad mood, Ning Fan didn't hesitate at all and rushed to the police station.

  Ten minutes later, Ning Fan appeared in the criminal police team of the police station and then came directly to Shi Kun's office. The door was slightly ajar, and Ning Fan, who had been very familiar with Shi Kun, did not knock on the door and walked in directly.

  "Uncle Kun, you're looking for me..." Ning Fan had just spoken a few words when he suddenly discovered there were other people in the office as well. "Director Zhang, you...you're also here?"

  There were two middle-aged men wearing police uniforms in the office, one was a fifty-year-old slightly thin man who was Kun Shu, and the other was a forty-year-old slightly beer-bellied man named Zhang Anfeng, the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

  Shi Kun and Zhang Anfeng looked at Ning Fan together, both with a somewhat strange expression. At this moment, Ning Fan also keenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was not quite right.

  "Director Zhang, let me say it instead." Shi Kun glanced at Ning Fan, his eyes filled with a few parts of sympathy and regret.

  "Alright, Old Shi, I'll leave it to you to handle, but you must resolve it as soon as possible." Zhang Anfeng nodded and then walked out.

  "Uncle Kun, what's going on?" Ning Fan couldn't help but ask.

  "Shi Kun let out a soft sigh: 'Ning Fan, have you offended someone?'"

  "Uncle Kun, just say it, what's going on?" Ning Fan asked very calmly.

  Shi Kun looked at Ning Fan, remained silent for a few seconds, then said in his hoarse voice: "Ning Fan, you're expelled."