"A general's success is built on thousands of bones. What does the life of an ant count for? You're really too soft-hearted."
Baili Junyi snorted disdainfully. He suddenly condensed a giant axe in his hand and brazenly chopped at Ding Ning's head.
"Show mercy."
Long Luo quickly shouted.
Baili Junyi thought that he was pleading for mercy for Ding Ning. A hint of hesitation flashed through his eyes and he quietly withdrew 30% of his strength.
Ding Ning knew that he was begging for mercy. He didn't want to give him face, but he thought that he was the Dragon King's younger brother and also his friend. He still had to give him face.
His hands slowly moved in the air as if they were pushing Taichi. A huge circular transparent wall of Qi suddenly appeared out of thin air. The flying dagger that came explosively seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and couldn't move an inch forward.
A terrifying force suddenly erupted on the wall of Qi and collided with Baili Junyi's giant hammer. The hammer shattered inch by inch, but the wall of Qi stood proudly, unscathed.
The terrifying force of the collision surged wildly in all directions like a tide. Baili Junyi gave a muffled groan and flew backward like a kite with a broken string. He crashed heavily into the wall and made a human-shaped dent. After a few rolls, he fell to the ground. Blood gushed out of his mouth as if it was free. His eyes were already full of horror and fear as he looked at Ding Ning.
Ding Ning didn't care about him. He opened his hands as if he was embracing the world and slowly gathered them in front of his chest. The wildly spreading waves of Qi that could tear everyone into pieces were all gathered in front of his chest.
With a bang, even though he had an immortal physical body, his clothes were still torn by this violent force. He couldn't help but feel a sweetness in his throat and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
This act of self-harm caused everyone to be moved, and the scene fell into a deathly silence.
Long Luo looked at him with a complicated gaze. Although he did not regard the people of the secular world as ants like those disciples of the hidden forces, he would never be like Ding Ning, who would rather be injured in order to save everyone. This sentiment made him deeply admire him.
Baili Junyi, who had been injured by his Qi wall, had a complicated expression on his face. Although he was arrogant, he was not ignorant. He knew that if Ding Ning had not shown mercy, he would have become a corpse by now.
If he still didn't understand that Long Luo's "mercy" was for him, he might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill himself.
The Demigod hoodlums behind Long Luo were shocked to the extreme. They secretly guessed which hidden faction Ding Ning came from to actually be able to heavily injure Baili Junyi in one move. If it was said that he was someone from the secular world, they would not believe it even if they were beaten to death.
Compared to them, Zhang Yan and the others felt even more complicated.
They had thought that Ding Ning was a charlatan who could be dealt with at will, but they did not expect that he was a super invincible Ultraman. He even saved their lives at the risk of his own injuries, which made them feel lucky, grateful, fearful, and frightened. They had mixed feelings as if they had overturned a spice shop and did not know what to do.
Even Ding Ning did not notice that at this moment, Shen Momei and Shen Muqing were standing at the corner of the wall and watching this scene.
Seeing Ding Ning vomiting blood, Shen Muqing covered her mouth, and her eyes were full of heartache. Looking at the figure who was still tall and straight, big drops of tears could not help but burst out of her eyes, and the tears instantly blurred her vision.
"He is the Ding Ning you like, right?"
Shen Momei pretended not to know Ding Ning and said in a very low voice in Shen Muqing's ear.
Intentionally or unintentionally, Shen Muqing glanced at the head bodyguard standing not far behind them. She wiped away her tears quietly and nodded slightly. However, her body subconsciously shrank back and hid in the darkness.
In the dark.
"Why don't you go to see him? Why don't you tell him that you are going to get engaged? "
Shen Momei's eyes flashed, and she asked in her ear.
"No, I will be satisfied if I can see him from a distance and know that he is fine. Why should I let him fall into endless troubles and troubles?"
Shen Muqing stared blankly at Ding Ning's figure standing proudly, and her eyes contained deep affection like the sea, but she said very rationally.
"I don't agree with you. Happiness should be earned by yourself. If you don't tell him, how do you know what kind of position you occupy in his heart?"
Shen Momei thought of her unfortunate experience, felt sad, and said earnestly.
"I can't be so selfish. I believe that if he knows that I am going to get engaged, he will try his best to stop it, but it will cause the crazy revenge of the Shen Family and the Zhao Family, which is not the result I want. I can marry someone I don't like, but I will never allow him to encounter any danger for me."
Although Shen Muqing looked weak, she was a very opinionated person in her bones. She stared at Ding Ning without blinking, as if she could never see enough of him, but what she said moved Shen Momei.
She did not expect that her niece would like Ding Ning to such an unforgettable extent. In order not to let him be hurt, she would rather marry someone she did not like and spend the rest of her life in depression.
This made her feel lucky that she restrained herself from telling the truth to Muqing. Otherwise, with her love for Ding Ning, she would never allow Ding Ning to take risks for her.
However, at the same time, she was also very conflicted. She didn't want Muqing to marry someone she didn't like, but she also didn't want Ding Ning to be hurt.
"It seems that I have to contact Fugui and tell him about this. Otherwise, not to mention whether Ding Ning can take Muqing away in public on the day of the engagement, even if he can, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to get out of Andu City. The Shen Family and the Zhao Family will never let it go."
Shen Momei secretly planned to contact Money God as soon as she got home and tell him about this, hoping that he could persuade Ding Ning to give up this kidnapping.
After all, if he didn't kidnap the bride, Shen Muqing would marry someone she didn't like at most. But if he did, Ding Ning would bear the double anger of the Shen Family and the Zhao Family.
She knew better than anyone how powerful the Shen Family was, but the Zhao Family, a century-old family, had a much more terrifying background than the Shen Family.
In particular, she remembered that the current master of the Zhao Family, Zhao Tianya, had once been rejected by the Su Family. He was made a cuckold and became the laughing stock of the whole Andu City for a long time. It was easy to imagine the psychological shadow it brought to him.
If Ding Ning came to kidnap the bride this time, it would mean that both the father and the son had been robbed, and the father and the son had been made a cuckold. Not to mention Zhao Zilong, the person involved, Zhao Tianya would definitely go berserk and eliminate Ding Ning at all costs to wash away the shame suffered by the Zhao Family.
Not only Ding Ning, but the Shen Family would also be retaliated against by the Zhao Family. To be honest, when she thought that the Shen Family might be retaliated against by the Zhao Family because of this, she was not worried about the Shen Family at first, but was full of infinite expectation and pleasure of revenge.
If it weren't for the fact that she and the God of Fortune liked each other and that Ding Ning was her lover's disciple and she didn't want anything to happen to him, she would have hoped that Ding Ning would kidnap the bride.
She was really disheartened about the Shen Family and was full of disgust and hatred for this family. In the whole Shen Family, the only one she cared about was Shen Muqing, the poor child.
With a complicated look, she glanced at Shen Muqing, who was still staring at Ding Ning as if there was no one else in her eyes. Shen Momei sighed secretly and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Muqing. Forgive me for my selfishness.
I must find a way to stop Ding Ning from kidnapping the bride. I can't let him put his life in danger. "
With Ding Ning's strength and intuition, he could definitely detect that Shen Muqing had been staring at him for so long. However, he didn't notice anything today and looked outside the bathing area with a dignified expression.
In the darkness, there seemed to be something that could pose a fatal threat to him, causing his heart to palpitate and his hair to stand on end. The unprecedented threat of death caused him to focus all of his attention on the person who was attacking him in the dark. He even secretly released his Darkness Martial Spirit to deal with the opponent.
At the same time, his overwhelming psychic awareness swept out and soon locked on the top floor of the opposite building, where a strange creature was aiming at him with a sniper rifle.
The reason why he said it was a creature instead of a person was that the sniper's appearance was really not related to a human.
Visually, this kind of humanoid creature was less than 1.5 meters tall. Although it was humanoid, its whole body was flat. When it lay on the ground, it was like a piece of skin without bones and flesh. Its whole body was wrapped in a kind of black cloth that even the psychic awareness couldn't penetrate. Even its head and face were covered in the black cloth, only revealing three shining eyes.
That's right, it had three eyes. In addition to the two eyes of a normal person, there was also a strange vertical pupil on its forehead. The pupil was actually a deathly grey, and it looked extremely terrifying. It was unknown whether this third eye had any special ability.
The skin tissue around the eyes was extremely delicate gray-brown scales, like the back armor of a crocodile, which looked extremely ferocious.
In addition to the eyes, the only thing that was still exposed in the air was the pair of claws.
The claws were very similar to a human's palm. It also had five fingers and looked very nimble. It could pull the trigger and snipe like a human. However, the claws were covered with thick black hair. The claws were sharp like a beast's claws and shone with a faint metallic luster.
Ding Ning had no doubt that even if he was scratched by the claws, his skin and flesh could be easily torn apart, because the beast claws were made of the same material as the fine needles that Williams used to easily pierce his skin when he was plotting against him.
This made him secretly guess in his heart, "Was this thing that was neither human nor ghost sent by the black wind to take revenge on me?"
However, he quickly denied this guess because he found that the source of the strong threat to him was not the monster, but the seemingly inconspicuous TAC-50 long-range sniper rifle in its hand.
This made him full of doubts and puzzlement. He really couldn't understand why a sniper rifle would bring him such a strong sense of danger.
It was known that the TAC-50 long-range sniper rifle was known as the sniper rifle with the longest range in the world. It was often used by snipers to deal with armored vehicles and helicopters, and it had once set a shocking record of killing a target from 3,540 meters away.
However, he was a person who survived the nuclear bombing. No matter how long the TAC-50 sniper rifle's range was and how powerful it was, it couldn't bring such a strong threat to his life.
There must be a reason for this abnormality. Ding Ning had struggled on the verge of death countless times, so he was extremely confident in his intuition. On the surface, he remained calm, but the muscles all over his body quietly tightened. He was ready to take the sniper bullet head-on if he had no other choice.
This was because this monster was different from ordinary snipers. It was not an ordinary person, but a demigod, and a demigod that could lock onto his aura.
In other words, his aura had now been secretly locked onto by the monster. As long as the monster gently pulled the trigger, he would have no choice but to take the bullet head-on.
However, the result of taking the bullet head-on was that his survival rate was less than 10%, and his death rate was as high as more than 90%.
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