Ding Ning was in a difficult position. Although he suspected that Ning Ye had ill intentions towards Luoxue, he had not shown it and had protected Luoxue several times. To him, this was a favor.
As the deputy director of the Ninghai branch of the Bureau of Religions, Zhuo Bufan was able to stick to his principles and stop the Ancient Warriors from attacking Luoxue many times. This made Ding Ning feel good about him.
They were both favors. Ding Ning really didn't know how to deal with the two of them fighting over the body.
After thinking for a moment, Ding Ning raised his head and asked Night Lone Ranger, "Can you tell me what you want this body for?"
"This … anyway, I have a use for it."
Night Lone Ranger hesitated for a moment. She really couldn't say something like exchanging a body for points to Ding Ning. After giving a perfunctory reply, she turned to Zhuo Bufan and said, "Director Zhuo, how about we talk?"
Zhuo Bufan hesitated for a moment and then nodded. "Sure!"
The two of them probably didn't want Ding Ning to hear them and walked far away to discuss.
Dragon Xiaotian saw that there was nothing more to see and simply left with Feng Ni 'er.
Ding Ning did not bother to eavesdrop on Zhuo Bufan's discussion. He held the silver saber and played with it fondly.
This was the first time he had seen such a sharp knife other than the butcher's knife in his father's hand. After all, after he had been refined into a soldier's body, it was difficult for normal weapons to cut through his skin. But this silver knife could easily cut through his palm. It was not something a normal knife could compare to.
This knife was different from the Fusang knife that was 60 centimeters long and had a higher curvature. The blade was only about 40 centimeters long and the curvature was not as great. Instead, it was straighter and more similar to the Tang Hengdao.
How could the silver mask turn into a knife? Ding Ning felt very curious. After a careful examination, he found that there was an extremely unremarkable little button on the hilt. He pressed it lightly and the knife wriggled for a while before turning into a silver mask.
The technology of this mysterious organization was truly advanced. Ding Ning secretly sighed in admiration. He turned the mask into a knife and played with it in his hand.
Suddenly, a feeling of extreme danger came from behind him. Without thinking, Ding Ning's figure retreated explosively. The knife in his hand swung out and slashed in an arc to the left.
Huh! He missed.
The sense of danger suddenly disappeared. Ding Ning felt as if he was facing a great enemy. He sent out his mental power to sense carefully but did not find anyone.
Could it be an illusion? Ding Ning looked around in bewilderment, but his face suddenly changed dramatically. The corpse of the black-robed man on the ground had disappeared.
At this moment, Night Lone Ranger and Zhuo Bufan also noticed that something was wrong. They quickly walked over and asked from a distance, "What's wrong?"
"The corpse was stolen."
Ding Ning's expression was extremely ugly. How could he not be terrified that someone could steal a corpse under his nose?
"Someone stole it?"
Night Lone Ranger and Zhuo Bufan's expressions changed drastically, and they looked at Ding Ning in disbelief.
They knew how powerful Ding Ning was. It was unbelievable that someone could steal the corpse right in front of him.
Ding Ning was not in the mood to care about their feelings. It was not a big deal to lose the corpse, but this guy who appeared and disappeared mysteriously was a great threat to him, making him restless.
"Help me protect my sister, I'll find him!"
Ding Ning gave an unquestionable order. His eyes flashed, and he opened his Third Eye again. Soon, he found the trace of a blurry black-robed man.
The black-robed man was also wearing a silver mask, but the mask did not have the black patterns on the previous black-robed man's mask. At this moment, he was carrying the black-robed man's corpse and sneaking toward the sea.
"Where are you going?"
Ding Ning stepped on the ground and leaped into the air like a hawk. The saber in his hand drew a bright silver light and slashed toward the black-robed man.
The black-robed man realized that something was wrong. He could no longer hide his whereabouts. He stepped on mysterious steps and avoided Ding Ning's saber without delay.
With a crack, Ding Ning made this move in anger. The saber slashed through the air and made a crack that was more than two meters deep on the ground.
The black-robed man was frightened by the power of the saber. He sped up again, and his legs turned into shadows as he ran toward the sea.
"Where are you going?"
Ding Ning's saber slashed through the air. He was secretly surprised that the black-robed man's footwork was so magical. After a shout, he slashed at the black-robed man's path to the sea again and again, forcing him to turn back.
Cracks that looked like spider webs sealed off the black-robed man's escape route, forcing him to return to his original spot.
All this took a long time to describe, but it happened in a moment. Night Lone Ranger and Zhuo Bufan, who had reacted, immediately attacked from both sides and blocked the black-robed man's escape route.
Ding Ning saw the black-robed man put down the corpse and raised his hands to surrender. Then, he stopped attacking and said coldly, "Who are you?"
"How did you see me?"
The black-robed man did not answer but asked. He seemed to be extremely shocked that Ding Ning could find his trace. However, the voice was the same as the previous black-robed man's, an electronic synthesized voice.
"I'm asking you, not you."
Ding Ning held the hilt of the saber tightly and asked impatiently.
"I … Of course, I'm his accomplice."
The black-robed man pointed at the corpse unhurriedly and answered confidently.
Ding Ning's expression became stern. "Don't confuse me. Tell me, who are you?"
"Silver Warrior of the Descendants of God Organization. If I'm not wrong, you are the director of the Asian area of the Descendants of God Organization, right?"
Before the black-robed man answered, Night Lone Ranger said slowly.
"The Descendants of God Organization?"
Ding Ning frowned. Was the mysterious organization that captured Luoxue and Ling Fei for experiments called the Descendants of God Organization?
The black-robed man did not seem surprised to be recognized and said proudly, "Yes."
"Haha, now we've caught a big fish."
Zhuo Bufan also seemed to know about the Descendants of God Organization and his face lit up.
Ding Ning wanted to ask if the black-robed man was a member of that mysterious organization, but with Night Lone Ranger and Zhuo Bufan by his side, he rationally closed his mouth. He did not want to expose the identities of Luoxue and Uncle Ling.
"Big fish? I'm indeed a big fish, but unfortunately, do you really think you can catch me? "
The black-robed man sneered fearlessly. He took off the silver mask on his face and turned it into a saber.
Everyone's spirits rose. They thought they could see the black-robed man's true face, but they did not expect that the black-robed man was wearing a golden mask.
"Gold Warrior?"
Zhuo Bufan cried out involuntarily with a horrified expression.
A strong sense of danger came. Ding Ning's heart tightened and he shouted, "Be careful!"
As he retreated quickly, the saber in his hand turned into a silver light curtain in front of him to protect him.
The black-robed man smiled strangely and threw the silver mask in his hand to the ground. With a loud bang, thick smoke billowed and dust filled the air. The silver fragments shot out in all directions like sharp arrows.
Night Lone Ranger's expression changed. At the critical moment, she pulled Zhuo Bufan behind her. The silver fragments whistled over with a terrifying sound of wind, but they were suspended in the air one foot in front of him and could not move forward anymore, as if there was an invisible light curtain in front of him.
Ding Ning glanced at Ning Ye in surprise. He had always thought that this toy boy was not very powerful, but it was not until this moment that he realized that he had misjudged him. At that moment, the momentum that Ning Ye exuded made his heart palpitate.
The thick smoke dissipated, and the black-robed man was nowhere to be seen. The black-robed man's body had been blown into pieces, and no bones were left.
Even when Ding Ning opened his Third Eye, he could not find any trace of him. He should have dived into the sea and escaped.
"Damn bastard, he blew up all the corpses."
Zhuo Bufan scolded with hatred.
"Alas, my points are also gone."
Night Lone Ranger sighed and suddenly realized that she seemed to have spilled the beans. She glanced at Ding Ning guiltily. Seeing that he did not notice, she stuck out her tongue and breathed a sigh of relief.
Ding Ning's face was very pale. The explosion of the silver mask did not pose any threat to him. The reason why he retreated was that he was worried that the thick smoke was poisonous. After all, the black-robed man's attitude was too firm, which made him subconsciously think that the black-robed man had something to rely on.
But now he knew that he had been fooled by the black-robed man. The guy was simply bluffing to create an opportunity to escape.
What made him feel like a fishbone was stuck in his throat. The black-robed man's way of hiding his tracks was too strange. Unless he opened his Third Eye, he could only see a vague shadow.
As the saying went, one could only be a thief for a thousand days, but not guard against a thief for a thousand days. If he was targeted by the black-robed man, he was afraid that he would not have a good life in the future.
However, Ding Ning did not understand what was so important about the black-robed man's body that made Zhuo Bufan and Ning Ye fight over it and made the black-robed man risk his life to steal it.
Seeming to see Ding Ning's confusion, Zhuo Bufan explained with a wry smile, "These black-robed masked men are members of an organization that calls itself the Descendants of God. They use masks to distinguish their ranks. From low to high, they are divided into black iron, bronze, silver, gold, and purple gold. These members are superpowered people who have taken genetic potions and are extremely harmful to the whole world. Although our Bureau of Religions is an organization that manages and coordinates Ancient Warriors, we also shoulder the responsibility of fighting against foreign illegal forces, especially the Descendants of God. They use living people as experiments, develop stable genetic potions, and train their internal members to become superpowered warriors. They can be said to be the public enemy of the whole world."
Zhuo Bufan sighed and said, "We want the black-robed man's body because our country is also studying genetic potions, but we can't use living people for experiments. Therefore, we hope to study the body of the members of this evil organization to develop genetic potions that can help human beings evolve. However, we only got the body of the bronze warrior at the highest level before, which is not very helpful for the research. The silver warrior in the Descendants of God can be regarded as the middle level, and they hide very well, so it is very difficult to catch them. We finally found one, but the body was destroyed.
Alas! "Ding Ning suddenly understood. No wonder the black-robed man took the risk to destroy the body. It turned out that he was afraid that China would develop a higher level of genetic potions from the body.
However, what made him curious was that Zhuo Bufan was a member of the government. Whether it was for research or promotion, it was understandable for him to want the body. What did Ning Ye want the body for?
He immediately looked at Night Lone Ranger in confusion. "Then what do you want the body for? Are you also a member of the Bureau of Religions? "
Zhuo Bufan also looked at Night Lone Ranger curiously. The Bureau of Religions was not big, but it was not small either. As the deputy director of the Ninghai branch, his authority was not low. He basically knew all the registered Ancient Warriors, but he had no impression of this mysterious Ning Ye, so he was also very curious about Ning Ye's identity.
"Me? I am a bounty hunter who specializes in hunting members of the Descendants of God in exchange for high rewards. "
Night Lone Ranger lied without blushing or panting.
Zhuo Bufan looked confused. "Bounty hunter? Does China have that kind of thing? "
Ding Ning's eyes lit up. "How much is the reward? I will also go to hunt these guys. "
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