At the moment before he fainted, he seemed to see a tall and straight man in a black shirt with a scar on his face running to him with undisguised concern and nervousness.
Who is he? Why did he save me? And, why did he look at me with such a caring look? But he didn't have time to think too much. The injury was so serious that his internal organs were burning. He blacked out and completely lost consciousness.
Knife Scar was in a cold sweat and secretly rejoiced that he had saved the young master at the critical moment. Otherwise, he would be blamed even if he died a hundred times.
His life was given by his parents, but his second life was given by Madam, and his third life was given by Eldest Miss.
He owed Madam's family two lives, so he, a top mercenary at the supreme master level, gave up his career of licking blood on the edge of a knife, put on a suit and tie, came to the city to become the bodyguard of Eldest Miss, and spent the rest of his life to repay the kindness.
But this naughty young master seemed to have too many magical things, and his intuition was so sharp that he didn't dare to get close at all, and could only follow him from a distance.
He didn't care about Wang Cheng's ambush and Qin Canglan's men dealing with the young master at all. He was very clear about the young master's martial strength, which definitely had the combat capability of a B-level warrior that was close to A-level.
In his opinion, it was a joke that a group of sheep wanted to kill a tiger, so he held the mentality of watching the fun and leisurely followed far behind.
The young master suddenly had an epiphany and displayed the magical martial arts skill, and the horrible shadow of Arhat made him tremble.
But he never thought that a group of sheep could injure a tiger. Although it was because the young master was merciful and forcibly interrupted the martial arts skill and suffered a backlash, an injury was an injury, and Knife Scar's heart was full of self-blame.
Especially the sudden appearance of the assassin in black, even if he killed the assassin with one shot, he thought it was his dereliction of duty. After all, he was careless and didn't discover the ambush of the assassin in black in advance.
So Knife Scar was very angry. He stood beside Ding Ning and coldly looked at Qin Canglan, who walked out of the car and wanted to explain.
"Stop, if you dare to approach the young master, you will be killed without mercy!"
A cold voice came, and the expression on Qin Canglan's face froze. In Ninghai, no one dared to talk to him like this for many years, but he had to stop immediately and didn't dare to move.
More than a dozen infrared sniper rifles were firmly locked onto the space between his eyebrows. They didn't even tremble. It was so stable that it shocked him.
Qin Canglan's forehead was full of sweat. Even with the power of the Qin Family in Ninghai, they did not dare to show up openly with more than a dozen sniper rifles. Who were these people?
Moreover, they called Ding Ning Young Master. Was he the illegitimate child of some big shot?
No wonder, no wonder Bai Qing had such a special attitude towards him. At this moment, Qin Canglan felt that he seemed to have touched the truth.
What happened next made Qin Canglan more sure of this speculation.
Apart from a dozen or so sniper rifles, there were also a dozen or so well-trained men in black shirts who looked like they had been through hundreds of battles. They were definitely not the elites under him.
All of them were tall and had painted faces. They held their guns and protected Ding Ning from all angles. They vigilantly stared at all corners that could bring danger.
Knife Scar carried Ding Ning on his back and looked at Qin Canglan coldly. "You pray. If Young Master is fine, he will decide how to deal with the Qin Family. If something happens to Young Master, I promise that the whole Qin Family will be buried with Young Master."
Qin Canglan did not doubt Knife Scar's words. He could feel the strong momentum from Knife Scar at such a distance. He had only felt this kind of momentum from a few top masters in the Qin Family.
It was a kind of horrible killing intent formed after disregarding life and bloody killing. This kind of killing intent made him feel cold all over and cold in his heart.
Such a person was worshipped by the Qin Family as an ancestor, but he was just Ding Ning's bodyguard. It could be imagined how horrible the family power behind Ding Ning was.
He knew that what he did tonight would bring disaster to the Qin family, so he hurriedly explained, "That killer is not a member of our Qin family."
"We will investigate this. You don't need to worry about it. Whoever dares to hurt Young Master's people, no matter who he is, will be waiting to be exterminated."
Knife Scar's tone was indifferent, as if it was natural and reasonable.
With a wave of his hand, a strong man in a black shirt stepped forward and lifted the body of the killer in black with one hand.
"Go!"
Knife Scar gave an order and was about to leave with Ding Ning on his back.
"Wait a minute. I can testify that this killer was not sent by Brother Qin. I swear in the name of my family!"
Murong Yixiao realized that the Qin Family was about to face a crisis. Out of loyalty, he bravely stood up and explained for Qin Canglan.
"Young Master Murong, your sister is the person my young master likes, so I will not hold you responsible. I hope you can use your brain when you do things in the future. Don't bring disaster to the Murong Family. Remember, if Young Master is alive, he will not argue with you for the sake of your sister. But if Young Master has an accident, even your sister cannot protect you."
Although Knife Scar's voice was a little soft, the hidden meaning in his words was chilling.
Murong Yixiao opened his eyes wide in a daze. He wanted to say something but could not. The Murong Family, which had dominated Jiangnan for thousands of years, seemed to be vulnerable in Knife Scar's words, which made him feel funny and absurd.
But surprisingly, he did not have much doubt, because Knife Scar's expression was too firm, so firm that he felt that what he said was the truth.
"Remember, a loose tongue can cause trouble. Watch your mouth!"
Knife Scar turned and strode away. A group of men in black shirts followed him into the darkness like ghosts, as if they had never appeared.
Murong Yixiao looked at Qin Canglan, who was worried, and comforted him. "Brother Qin, don't worry. That guy just said it. Don't take it seriously."
"No, he is not joking. Not to mention those snipers hiding in the dark, the guys who showed up are at least B-level strong men. Knife Scar, I am afraid, is a strong man at the Guru Level. What's more, this is just their strength that has surfaced. How many strong men are hiding? No matter who offends such a group of people, it will be difficult for him to end well. "
Qin Canglan said with flagging interest, "I hope that Ding Ning can get out of danger. Otherwise, I am afraid that our Qin Family will face a disaster."
"It is not so serious," Murong Yixiao said with some uneasiness.
Qin Canglan patted him on the shoulder and shook his head with a wry smile. "Such a powerful force is lurking under our eyes, but we haven't found it. You should be able to imagine how terrible they are."
"Oh, my sister!"
Murong Yixiao suddenly patted his forehead and remembered that Murong Yanran was still waiting for him in the restaurant.
"Let's go. Remember, don't tell your sister what happened today."
After Qin Canglan exhorted him, he turned to his men and sternly said, "Keep your mouths shut. Don't let me hear anything."
"Yes, young master!"
The men in black had long been frightened by the twists and turns. They thought that if they really hurt Ding Ning, perhaps today would be the day of death for all of them.
The killing intent emitted by those men in black made them shudder with fear when they thought of it. Tonight's experience was a terrible nightmare for them, and it was better to forget it all.
In the Hummer, Knife Scar carefully examined Ding Ning's body. Feeling the chaotic Qi and blood and the violent power in his body, he showed a worried expression.
"Boss, how is the young master?"
A man in black asked worriedly.
"The situation is very bad, and I can't do anything about it. We practice differently. He forcibly interrupted the combat skill and suffered a backfire. I can't do anything about it."
Knife Scar said worriedly.
"Combat skill? Isn't it a martial arts skill? "The man in black was keenly aware of Knife Scar's faulty wording.
"Do you think that a martial arts skill that can form a dharma image can still be called a martial arts skill? A martial arts skill that can form a dharma image can no longer be called a martial arts skill, but a combat skill that is born for fighting. "
Knife Scar shook his head with a yearning expression and said with a bitter smile, "The young master is only at the B-level, which is close to the A-level, but he can display an SS-level combat skill. He is really a monster."
"SS-level combat skill? God, how is it possible? That is the great master level. "
The men in black were all shocked and their jaws fell to the ground. The boss Knife Scar was already an invincible existence in their eyes. So far, he was just an S-level strong man at the supreme master level. The young master was obviously not even at the A-level, but he could display an SS-level combat skill. How could they not be shocked and inexplicable?
"Remember, keep this matter to yourself and never spread it out. Otherwise, it will bring great trouble to the young master."
Knife Scar looked dignified and seriously told them.
"Don't worry, boss, we know the importance."
The men in black expressed their views one after another. They knew what the young master's monstrous performance meant. Once it was known by those top strong men, they would definitely come to explore the secrets of the young master, which was not a good thing.
A man in black's eyes flashed fiercely. "Boss, so many people at the scene saw the young master display his combat skill. Should we …"
He didn't finish his words, but everyone understood what he meant. They all looked at Knife Scar and waited for his order. They would go back and kill all the people at the scene. Knife Scar shook his head slightly.
"Although we are not afraid of the Qin Family, it is better to avoid trouble. The young master wants to do great things and needs help from many aspects. If we can make one less enemy for him, we will make one less enemy. After all, Madam's intention is to use Ninghai as the base of the young master. Our enemy is in Yan Jing, not Ninghai. Qin Canglan is a smart man. I believe he will make everyone shut up."
"Boss, you deliberately threatened him before to remind him, right?" A man in black laughed.
"I am not kidding. It is good that the young master is fine. If there is any accident, the Qin Family will definitely be buried with him. You only need to know that we are just the power on the surface. Only those who can decide the situation in one fell swoop can be called the trump card."
Knife Scar was not angry, but he said calmly.
The men in black looked at each other, but their eyes were full of excitement. Although they all wanted to know what trump card Madam still had, they knew that they should not ask what they should not ask, so they nodded and kept silent.
"Boss, how about the young master's injury?" A man in black broke the silence and asked with concern.
"First Miss is waiting for us in Biyun Nunnery. Hurry up."
Knife Scar felt Ding Ning's disordered pulse and urged.
Biyun Nunnery was the oldest Buddhist Taoist temple in Ninghai so far. Because it was located in the quiet and remote eastern suburbs, it had a secluded atmosphere.
At this moment, it was late at night, but in the "Renshou Nunnery" in the west wing, Ding Qianlie in plain clothes was talking with an old nun by the candle.
The black chess piece fell, and the old nun laughed. "You lost."
"Yes!" Ding Qianlie answered absent-mindedly.
"Your mind is in a mess." The old nun's face was full of wrinkles, and she looked very old. Only her eyes were clear and bright, shining with the light of wisdom.
"It is related to my brother. How can I stay calm?" Ding Qianlie did not hide the worry on her face.
The old nun chanted the name of Buddha. "Amitabha, the natural law circulates, and everyone has his own destiny."
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