Ding Ning suddenly thought of the depleted uranium bomb that had once sniped him. He suddenly understood that the source of danger might not be the sniper rifle but the specially made bullet.
This made him feel a little shocked. What kind of bullet could be more threatening than a nuclear bomb? Could it be something on the same level as the Five Element Divine Talisman?
If there really was such a bullet, then the origin of the opponent was obvious. In this world, the only organization that had technology that could pose a threat to the life of a Godly State expert was the damn Descendants of God Organization.
"Long Luo, long time no see."
In order not to arouse the monster's suspicion, Ding Ning walked towards Long Luo and greeted him with a smile. He intentionally or unintentionally used the bodies of Zhang Yan and the other young masters to block the monster's vision and buy time for the dark martial soul.
The dark martial soul was not to be blamed for being slow. After all, the monster had the ability of a Demigod and was very sensitive to all the elemental energy waves in the surroundings. Once the dark martial soul flew over, it would definitely be detected immediately. Therefore, the dark martial soul could only run from the first floor to the top floor. Naturally, it would take some time.
Long Luo was a little confused. What the hell did "long time no see" mean? They had only been separated for a few days, right?
However, this was the first time that Ding Ning was so warm to him. It made him feel flattered, especially when Ding Ning treated him so politely in front of a group of subordinates that he had just subdued two days ago. For a moment, he felt very proud.
He hurriedly walked up to him and gave him a big hug with a big smile. He laughed out loud and said, "That's right, brother. Long time no see. How have you been?"
Ding Ning cursed in his heart. You're living a carefree life. You bring a group of Demigods to the underworld all day long, but I've escaped death several times and am still facing the threat of death.
However, he did not show it on his face. He smiled and said, "Aren't I alive and kicking now?"
He only said this on the surface. Using the opportunity of the hug, he secretly told Long Luo about his current situation through voice transmission. This made Long Luo's body stiffen and he had the urge to cry.
Damn it, even you feel that your life is threatened. Why are you still hugging me? Do you think that I'm living too comfortably?
"Brother Long, where did this hero come from? We all admire him a lot. Please introduce him to us."
Long Luo's subordinates came over shamelessly, secretly sizing up Ding Ning with admiring gazes.
What a joke, this was a ferocious man who could defeat Baili Junyi with a single move. He had to get to know him.
Long Luo was overjoyed. He had been worried that he would be caught in the crossfire. Now, the person who would be his shield had come to him. He immediately let go of Ding Ning and said proudly, "Haha, this is my best brother, Martial King Ding Ning."
Ding Ning noticed that this guy quietly took a few steps back and kept a distance from him. How could he not understand that this guy was afraid of being implicated by him?
However, he could also tell that his underlings probably didn't have a deep friendship with him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked them to take the bullet for him.
Of course, what made him blush the most was … What the hell was a Martial King? Even if this b * stard Long Luo wanted to raise his status, he didn't have to make up a Martial King nickname for himself. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if word got out?
However, what shocked him was that this group of Demigod underlings didn't look confused at all. Instead, their eyes lit up and they became even more excited. They rushed up like a swarm of bees and introduced themselves enthusiastically. "Brother Martial King, I've heard a lot about you. I didn't expect you to be good friends with Brother Long. I'm Dugu Busheng, it's an honor to meet you."
"So you're Brother Martial King, number one on the Martial Roll. Hello, I'm Dongfang Luo. Please take care of me in the future."
"I'm Wenren Mu. It's an honor to meet Brother Martial King."
"Brother Martial King, I'm Ximen Xiaoqiang. Can I add you on WeChat?"
…
The group of Demigod underlings introduced themselves to Ding Ning one by one as if they had seen their idol. Their gazes of worship and admiration made Ding Ning dumbfounded. What was going on? Was there really a Martial King?
Moreover, he noticed that these guys all had compound surnames. Dongfang, Wenren, Dugu, Beiming, Ximen, Zhuansun, Situ, Ouyang … They were almost all the compound surnames he knew.
What he couldn't figure out the most was that this damn Martial King made these Demigod underlings admire him. It was possible that Long Luo had made up this groundless nickname to brag in front of them.
However, Zhang Yan and the rest seemed to have heard of this name. They looked at him with fear in their eyes and actually tiptoed away.
Although Ding Ning noticed their actions, he didn't stop them. After all, it was just a small conflict. He didn't suffer any losses and even earned 500 million from them. He didn't plan to kill them all. Moreover, he was under the muzzle of a monster. Leaving these ordinary people behind would instead make him feel restrained.
"What's going on? What the hell is Martial King? You're just making it up to brag, aren't you? "
Ding Ning brushed off this group of enthusiastic underlings while sending a voice transmission to Long Luo to denounce him.
"You don't know?"
Long Luo was stunned and asked subconsciously.
"Know what?"
Ding Ning asked doubtfully, sensing from his attitude that it wasn't what he thought it was.
Long Luo raised his brows, and his expression became very interesting. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Your nickname, Martial King Ding Ning. I didn't come up with it. Everyone calls you that. Don't you know?"
"I … I really don't know. Who gave me such a lowly nickname?"
Ding Ning was very depressed. This nickname wasn't lowly, but it was taboo. He actually dared to call himself a king. It was very easy to reconcile with it.
Long Luo exhaled softly and shook his head with a bitter smile. "I don't know who came up with it. Anyway, that's what everyone on the Bitter Sea forum calls you. Even the disciples of these hidden factions know this nickname. I'm afraid you're the only one who doesn't know."
"F * ck, isn't this a violation of my reputation?"
Ding Ning complained speechlessly. He wasn't surprised that Long Luo also played on the Bitter Sea forum. After all, on the way back from Black Wind Country, this guy had shamelessly pestered his father to register an account.
"I'm not sure if this is considered an infringement on your reputation. I only know that this nickname of yours has made many people from the hidden factions very unhappy. They're prepared to use you as a stepping stone to appear in the world."
Long Luo said gloatingly.
Ding Ning rolled his eyes and was speechless for a while.
Just who did he provoke? Not only did he inexplicably gain the nickname of Martial King, he even made a lot of enemies for no reason. He was really unlucky.
However, this wasn't the time to think about this. The most important thing now was to get rid of the monster sniper. Otherwise, before those hidden factions came looking for trouble, he, a newly advanced Martial King, might turn into ashes in the next second.
On the rooftop of the opposite building, a look of impatience flashed across the three eyes of the monster. It didn't know if Ding Ning had sensed something, but he kept hiding in the crowd, intentionally or unintentionally. As a result, it wasn't 100% sure that it could kill him in one shot.
As the only member of the God-Slaying Guard of the Descendants of God Organization who had the skill of sniping, it had the proud record of killing a true god-level expert. It had absolute confidence in completing the mission that the organization attached great importance to.
It was just a kid who was at most a demigod. Three-Eyed Cook could easily deal with him. Therefore, it rejected the suggestion of the other members of the God-Slaying Guard to assassinate Ding Ning single-handedly.
He proposed to work together with it and came to assassinate Ding Ning alone. Because of this, he made a military pledge that if he could not complete the mission, he would apologize with death.
Although it was very confident, it was extremely cautious when carrying out the mission. If it wasn't sure that it could kill Ding Ning in one shot, it wouldn't easily take action.
This also caused it to be overly cautious. It didn't take action immediately when Ding Ning noticed that he was being targeted. As a result, it missed the best time to snipe and gave Ding Ning a chance to hide in the crowd.
"F * ck!"
Cook secretly cursed. It suspected that Ding Ning had sensed something. Otherwise, why would he always create a blind spot for it, making it unable to kill Ding Ning in one shot?
It should be known that it only used the God-slaying bullet developed by the organization. This kind of bullet was specially developed to target the protective spiritual power of warriors and cultivators. Even a true god-level expert would definitely die if he was shot.
However, this also caused this kind of bullet to have a fatal weakness. Once it hit an ordinary person, its power would be weaker than an ordinary sniper bullet. As long as it didn't hit a vital point, it wouldn't have the lethality it should have.
A God-slaying bullet like this could sell for hundreds of millions of Black Wind coins on the black market. If it hit an ordinary person, it would be too wasteful.
This was also one of the reasons why Cook didn't seize the best time to kill Ding Ning. After all, the existence of ordinary people like Zhang Yan was too much of an eyesore to it.
Of course, due to the distance and the fact that Long Luo and the others were dressed like ordinary gangsters, Cook treated them as ordinary people.
Otherwise, it would definitely shoot without hesitation. Even if it couldn't hit Ding Ning, it would cause the mission target to die a tragic death due to the spiritual power explosion.
That's right, this was the most terrifying part of the God-slaying bullet. It could explode a cultivator's spiritual power, causing the cultivators near the target to be affected and cause their spiritual power to explode.
Fortunately, it treated Long Luo and the others as ordinary people. In order to ensure a one-hit kill, it chose to continue waiting for an opportunity. Otherwise, if it gently pulled the trigger now, Long Luo would not be able to escape from the God-slaying bullet even if it intentionally put some distance between it and Ding Ning.
There was an old saying that went, "Opportunity knocks but it doesn't come again."
From the moment Cook chose not to shoot at the first opportunity out of caution, it was destined to fail this mission.
The dark martial soul finally arrived. Although it didn't choose to fly for fear of alerting the enemy, its speed wasn't something that ordinary people could compare to.
It only took a few minutes to cross the street from the bathing area and climb to the top floor of a building that was more than 30 stories high through the safety passage.
It naturally chose the dark martial soul to capture this monster because it had the strongest concealment ability among all the martial souls, especially at night, which was the home field of the dark martial soul.
Therefore, when the dark martial soul appeared only a meter behind Cook, it sensed the arrival of danger.
"Who is it?"
Cook was indeed a member of the God-Slaying Guards. It had been baptized by blood and fire, and its reaction was far beyond that of ordinary Demigods. It shouted fiercely, but its body suddenly moved three meters horizontally in the air.
Seeing that its whereabouts had been exposed, the dark martial soul stopped hiding and reached out to grab Cook's body. However, it didn't expect Cook to open its mouth and suck. Its body, which was as flat as a piece of skin, suddenly swelled up as if it had been filled with air, instantly turning into a round ball.
Rip!
The dark martial soul looked at the shattered black ball in its hand, and a look of surprise flashed across its eyes. It didn't expect the monster's body to be so slippery after being inflated. It felt like grabbing a loach, slippery and unable to exert force, and it actually escaped.
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