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Chapter 675

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Yagyuu Asamayu thought of an excuse in an instant. She described Ding Ning as her benefactor and said emotionally, "When I woke up, I couldn't remember anything, and Ding Ning didn't know my identity. He just regarded me as a patient who had a car accident. Until a few days ago, he took me to Yan Jing. I accidentally fell down, but I unexpectedly recovered my memory, so I immediately contacted my uncle."

"You mean you lost your memory? You don't remember anything? "

King Vajra looked at her with a strange expression and thought, "This girl is not honest! She even made up a lie like losing her memory."

Looking at his expression, Yagyuu Asamayu knew that he didn't believe it, so she immediately smiled bitterly. "I know no one believes it, but this is the truth."

"Then why did your subordinates say that you colluded with Ding Ning and betrayed the organization?"

King Vajra threw out a bomb calmly, making Yagyuu Asamayu open her eyes wide in astonishment. "My subordinates? Who? "

"A man named Liu Junwei. He said that you and Ding Ning were very close. On the day when you were besieged by the Shenzhou military and police, you and Ding Ning were still secretly discussing something behind closed doors. If you say that you are innocent, do you think anyone will believe it?"

With a faint sneer on his lips, King Vajra stared at Yagyuu Asamayu without blinking, wanting to see the panic on her face.

"This bastard! I trusted him so much in vain, but he dared to slander me like this! When did I meet Ding Ning that day? He is full of nonsense! He has a grudge against Ding Ning and thinks that I will not come back after I disappeared, so he talked irresponsibly and smeared me. "

Yagyuu Asamayu cursed with righteous indignation, but she felt guilty in her heart. At that time, she did meet Ding Ning, but she did not betray the organization as Liu Junwei said. Instead, she just wanted to force Ding Ning to work for her, but she did not expect to be fooled by him.

But now she could only grit her teeth and refuse to admit it. Otherwise, once the organization knew that Ding Ning was the culprit of the destruction of the Asian branch, they would never let him live.

Seeing that Yagyuu Asamayu's expression did not seem to be fake, King Vajra was not sure, but whether Yagyuu Asamayu betrayed the organization or not was not the point, and the important thing was to dig out her secret first.

Pretending to be puzzled, he asked, "Then after you recovered your memory, why didn't you ask your uncle to tell the organization when you contacted him?"

"I … Uncle King Kong, Ding Ning saved me and helped me recover my memory. I'm indebted to him, but my identity means that I can't be with him, so I don't want to implicate him. I want to go back to my hometown and live the rest of my life incognito. I'm a woman, and I have my own feelings …"

In the end, Yagyuu Asamayu revealed her true feelings and said what was on her mind, which made the King of Vajra secretly impatient. He did not come to spy on her love history, but he was afraid that his impatience would arouse Yagyuu Asamayu's suspicion, so he could only listen to her talk patiently with a stiff smile.

However, they did not know that a Magic Mosquito was quietly staying in the corner and heard their conversation clearly.

In the Jinbalan Forest Hotel, Ding Ning lay quietly on the bed and frowned slightly. He had mixed feelings in his heart, but he did not know what they were feeling.

He was very angry. He was angry that Yagyuu Asamayu didn't tell him that she had recovered her memory, contacted his family directly, helped the Descendants of God Organization to kidnap him, lured Seven Kills to come here, and put him in danger. At the thought of what this woman had done, he wanted to kill her with a knife.

But at this moment, when he heard Yagyuu Asamayu's voice and knew that she deceived Seven Kills to save him, his angry heart inexplicably softened.

But Ding Ning did not dare to believe whether this woman's words were true or false. After all, Yagyuu Asamayu used to be the cold-blooded and ruthless black-robed man, and she was no longer the innocent money bag after losing her memory.

"Alas!" The person behind the scenes had shown up, and there was no need to lie down anymore. Now it was time to fight back.

But thinking of the powerful power of the King of Vajra, and now Seven Kills was poisoned, Ding Ning could not help but feel nervous. Their strengths were obviously not on the same level. It seemed that he could only defeat them by wits instead of attacking them by force.

So, the first step was to rescue Seven Kills. Without this powerful fighter, Ding Ning did not think that he could resist the terrible King of Vajra.

But what was the zombie poison? Ding Ning was not sure whether he could detoxify it or not, so he could only take one step at a time. So, now he could only take a gamble.

He wanted to gamble whether Yagyuu Asamayu would really not betray him. After all, they had a spiritual connection. As long as he moved, Yagyuu Asamayu would notice it immediately.

If Yagyuu Asamayu betrayed him, he could only think of a way to escape first, and when he returned to the country, he would ask Xiahou Weiyang to fight back and rescue Seven Kills.

If Yagyuu Asamayu did not betray him, he would have a great chance to save Seven Kills first, and then make a decision according to the situation.

So, Ding Ning quietly opened his eyes and prepared to launch a sneak attack on Miyamoto Yuichi. He wanted to subdue him in the shortest time without alarming others. After all, the King of Vajra was too close to here. Once he was alarmed, it would be a problem whether he could escape, let alone save Seven Kills.

"Why hasn't he come back? I'd better order food by myself! "

Just as he was about to launch a surprise attack on Miyamoto Yuichi, he did not expect him to mutter, stand up, and walk to the outside room. It seemed that he was going to make a phone call to order food.

Ding Ning suddenly thought of something and immediately got up. As a black shadow flashed, there was a golden-haired zombie in front of the bed.

Ding Ning took out a bio-simulated skin and threw it on the head of the golden-haired zombie. His heart was in his throat, for fear that Miyamoto Yuichi would suddenly turn around.

Fortunately, Miyamoto Yuichi's language ability was very poor. It was a lot of obstacles for him to call the front desk in English to order food, which bought him a lot of time.

After the golden-haired zombie was equipped with the bio-simulated skin, Ding Ning began to pinch the zombie's face constantly before it was fixed. Soon, he turned it into his appearance, took off his clothes, and put them on him. Then, he flashed, entered the invisible state, and tiptoed out.

"This is a five-star hotel, but the front desk doesn't even understand Japanese!"

After finally telling the front desk what food he wanted to order, Miyamoto Yuichi hung up the phone with a face full of displeasure. He muttered in a low voice and returned to his room. Then, he leaned against the door frame and entered the eternal statue mode.

Ding Ning held his breath and quietly walked out of the door. When he reached the door, he was worried. Although he was invisible, as long as he opened the door, the movement would definitely alert Miyamoto Yuichi.

This put him in a difficult position. He had already come this far, he could not let all his previous efforts go to waste. If he really could not do it, he would kill Miyamoto Yuichi and force his way out.

"Eh!"

Miyamoto Yuichi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ding Ning's position like lightning.

Ding Ning was shocked. He did not expect Miyamoto Yuichi's perception to be so sharp. He had only just developed a murderous intent, but he had already noticed it.

Just as he was about to attack, Miyamoto Yuichi said sternly, "Who's outside the door!"

"It's me, Miyamoto Yuichi. Open the door!"

Ding Ning was about to reveal himself when Carl's voice came from outside the door. He was delighted and immediately took a step back to hide by the door.

Miyamoto Yuichi strode over and opened the door. He nodded calmly and greeted, "Regiment commander!"

"Are they still there? Where are they? "

Carl stood at the door and asked in a rough voice.

"They went to eat. They are fine inside. Regiment commander, what's wrong with your throat?"

Miyamoto Yuichi asked with some confusion.

Carl coughed dryly and said, "Nothing. My throat is a little uncomfortable. Maybe it's a little overheated. I'll go in and have a look. The client will be here soon. We can't make any mistakes."

"Oh!"

Miyamoto Yuichi was really cold. Even in front of Carl, he kept a straight face. He turned around and walked inside.

"Miyamoto …"

Carl walked in. Ding Ning was about to take the chance to sneak out, but his body froze. He watched in horror as Carl chopped at the back of Miyamoto Yuichi's head.

What was going on? Why did Carl attack Miyamoto Yuichi? Weren't they good friends? Ding Ning was confused. He did not know what was going on.

"Clang!"

Just when Ding Ning thought that Carl's sneak attack would succeed, Miyamoto Yuichi seemed to have been prepared. Without any delay, he carried his sword on his back and blocked Carl's hand chop with his sheathed saber. Then the saber light flashed and chopped at Carl.

"Hey! What a fast saber! Not bad, not bad! "

Carl's figure flashed and he withdrew his hand. Seeing that he had been exposed, he no longer concealed his voice. He actually spoke in perfect Shenzhou language.

"You are not the regiment commander. Who are you?"

Miyamoto Yuichi held the scabbard with both hands and stared at Carl vigilantly. His eyes were filled with a strong desire to fight.

His saber was fast, but the fake Carl's reaction was not slow either. He could withdraw his hand in time to avoid his counterattack. He was definitely a master.

With a "bang", the fake Carl closed the door with a backward kick. Ding Ning, who had not had time to go out, complained inwardly. If he had known this, he would not have been so curious. It would have been better to just slip away.

Now, I can't advance or retreat. Sigh, since it has come to this, let's see what kind of god this fake Carl really is.

"You don't need to know who I am. You only need to know that I am from Shenzhou. You dare to take my compatriot hostage. I will not sit back and do nothing."

Fake Carl said righteously. Then, he dashed toward Yuichi Miyamoto like a bolt of lightning.

"Good timing!"

Instead of being shocked, Miyamoto Yuichi was delighted. With a low shout, he sheathed his saber and fought with the scabbard.

"Why did you sheathe your saber? Are you looking down on me? "

The fake Carl was furious and asked unhappily.

"You don't have a weapon. It's not a fair fight!"

Miyamoto Yuichi said coolly. The scabbard in his hand was like a dragon coming out of the sea, drawing a black shadow in the air.

"My hand is a weapon!"

The door was closed. With the sound insulation of the five-star hotel, the fake Carl was not afraid of being heard. He shouted and reached out to Miyamoto Yuichi's throat.

Miyamoto Yuichi did not dodge. Instead, he slashed at the fake Carl's head.

The fake Carl exerted force on his feet and curled up into a ball. Like a cannonball being fired, he crashed into Miyamoto Yuichi's chest.

Miyamoto Yuichi did not expect the fake Carl to be so unpredictable. His close combat moves were so strange. He immediately retreated and formed a layer of saber net in front of him.

"It's useless. You can't stop me if you don't use your saber. Just use your saber and let me see your real strength!"

The fake Carl said confidently. He turned into an afterimage and crashed into the saber net. When the scabbard attacked him, it created layers of invisible ripples.

"You … you're despicable. How dare you wear armor?"

Miyamoto Yuichi cursed and retreated again.

"Idiot, this is a battle of life and death. It's not a friendly match. Why are you talking about the spirit of martial arts? You're a mercenary, not a warrior. I wonder how you survived until now with your IQ. Also, this isn't armor. It's a spiritual garment. You're so ignorant."

The fake Carl was not ashamed. Instead, he rolled his eyes proudly.

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