Seven Kills said with a complicated expression. After knowing the history of the Ghost Hunter Tribe, he sympathized with these poor people. After all, they had been hunted by their ancestors for generations. Anyone would hate the Holy Church to the bone.
"Why do they kill ordinary people to avenge the Holy Church?"
Ding Ning frowned. After hearing the history of the Ghost Hunter Tribe, he also sympathized with them. However, he couldn't accept the fact that the Ghost Hunter Tribe killed ordinary villagers.
"Because these villagers also worship the Holy Church. In the eyes of the Ghost Hunter Tribe, anyone who worships the Holy Church deserves to die."
Seven Kills smiled bitterly and said, "When the hatred reaches a certain level, the temperament of the people in the Ghost Hunter Tribe will be twisted. They will become cruel and bloodthirsty. Especially the previous leader of the Ghost Hunter Tribe was killed by the director of the Inquisition, Brad. Therefore, the current leader is the son of the previous leader. He swore to avenge his father, and he became more cruel and inhumane. Killing a small village is nothing. These guys are even more terrifying than terrorists. It is not rare for them to kill a whole town."
"So, the man wearing the platinum ghost mask is the modern leader of the Ghost Hunter Tribe?"
Ding Ning frowned. It was understandable to avenge his father, but it was too much to kill innocent people.
"Yes, the leaders of the Ghost Hunter Tribe all wore the platinum ghost mask. Since they put on the mask, they don't have their own name. They are all called Ghost Hunter, and …"
Speaking of this, Seven Kills had a sad expression on his face, "All the people in the Ghost Hunter Tribe wear the ghost mask after it is heated. It grows with the skin on their face. It means that they will remember the blood hatred of their ancestors and their determination to destroy the Holy Church. As long as the Holy Church is not destroyed, they will never take off the mask."
"Such people should not live!"
Ding Ning's hair stood on end. They lived in the dark hatred for their whole life. How much hatred did they have to have such determination and perseverance?
In his opinion, these people were cruel to the Holy Church, and even more cruel to themselves. Hatred could twist people's souls. These people had completely lost their humanity, and he must get rid of them.
"Ding Ning, don't mess with them. They are a bunch of lunatics. If you don't kill them, you will get into trouble."
Seven Kills saw through Ding Ning's thoughts and warned him with a serious expression.
Ding Ning clenched his fists tightly and stared at him with sparkling eyes. "You're a member of the National Warrior's Mansion, and it's your duty to protect ordinary people. You can't just watch them kill innocent people and be indifferent, can you?"
"Sigh! I don't want to see them disregard human lives, but this is Indonesia, not our country. They have never set foot in China, and they have never killed our compatriots. We don't need to provoke them. "
Qisha lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Ding Ning's disappointed eyes.
"I know, I won't implicate you."
Ding Ning stood up expressionlessly and did not even look at Qisha.
He had thought that Seven Kills was also a chivalrous and loyal man, but he had not expected to be so cowardly in the face of a powerful enemy. He was extremely disappointed in him.
"Stop! Who do you think you are? Savior? I'm afraid you'll be implicated? What kind of person do you think I am? "
Perhaps it was Ding Ning's contemptuous eyes that provoked Qisha. He jumped up with a red face, blocked Ding Ning's way, and scolded him angrily.
Ding Ning curled up the corners of his mouth and said, "What? A Great Grandmaster wants to fight with a little warrior like me? "
"You … Sigh, I won't fight with you, but I will never let you die."
Qisha's momentum suddenly stagnated. His cultivation had just broken through continuously, and it was all thanks to Ding Ning. With his character and pride, he was too embarrassed to fight with Ding Ning. However, he stood at the door with a firm look and was determined not to let Ding Ning leave.
"You're afraid of them, but I'm not. If you stop me again, don't blame me for turning against you. Get out of my way!"
Ding Ning's face was as gloomy as water, and he shouted coldly.
The movement of the two alarmed Xia Hou and the others, and they immediately surrounded them. However, when they saw the two were at daggers drawn, they didn't know what to do.
But they were already prepared. Xia Hou had even taken a favorable position and took out a sniper rifle to aim at Qisha. As long as Ding Ning gave the order, even if they knew they couldn't beat Qisha, they would rush forward one after another to fight with him. This was their mission.
Even Luoxue and Ling Yun were fully alert, staring at Qisha with unkind eyes. In their eyes, there was no good or evil. Anyone who went against Ding Ning was a bad person.
"I won't let you go, Ding Ning, Brother Ding, Uncle Ding, I beg you, okay? Don't be impulsive. Do you know that even if you kill the Demon Ghost by luck, there will soon be another Demon Ghost? You don't understand how crazy the people of the Demon Ghost Tribe are. They are even more extreme than terrorists. At that time, you may be safe and sound, but you will bring a great disaster to our country. These madmen of the Demon Ghost Tribe will use all kinds of crazy ways to rush to Shenzhou and carry out all kinds of terrorist and destructive actions. Do you know how many innocent compatriots will be killed? Don't be impulsive and become the eternal sinner of our Shenzhou Country. "
With a bitter face, Seven Kills explained the terrible consequences to him. "I, Seven Kills, have never been a person who is afraid of death. As long as you can guarantee that these lunatics will not harm Shenzhou, I will immediately go with you to kill them. I'm a member of the National Warrior's Mansion, and my duty is to protect Shenzhou. I have to consider the interests of our country. I can't provoke terrorists for our country with a sense of justice just because some Indonesians were killed."
"Demon Ghost Tribe?"
Xia Hou's face changed, and he immediately put away the sniper rifle. He looked at Ding Ning seriously and said, "Young master, what's going on? If it's not necessary, it's better to think about it in the long run. "
Ding Ning's face changed slightly. He admitted that he had taken it for granted before. The Demon Ghost Tribe could make Xia Hou, a fearless Death Hunter, afraid, so they were not easy to deal with.
Especially what Qisha said. If these people crazily retaliated, it was very likely to bring a great disaster to Shenzhou Country, and then he would really become the eternal sinner.
But …
He watched the crime happen under his nose, but he could do nothing about it. This strong sense of grievance made him breathless as if a huge stone was stuck in his chest, and his face became extremely pale. Seeing that Ding Ning showed signs of loosening, Qisha continued to persuade him earnestly, "I know you don't like it and feel uncomfortable.
If those lunatics dare to provoke us, we definitely won't let them go, but they didn't provoke us first. For the country, you should bear with it. You should know that these guys are extremely twisted. Even if they die, they will die with their enemies. Besides, they have the support of the Dark Council. Even the Vatican can't do anything to them now. It's not shameful if we don't provoke them. I beg you, okay? "Ding Ning showed signs of loosening up, and Qi Sha continued to persuade him earnestly," I know you don't like it and feel uncomfortable. To be honest, I also don't like it and feel very uncomfortable. If those lunatics dare to provoke us, we definitely won't let them go, but they haven't taken the initiative to provoke us.
After all, Qisha had some experience. He knew that Ding Ning was young and aggressive, and he couldn't bear to lose face for a while, so he directly lowered his status and gave him a way out.
Seeing that Qisha had given him a way out in front of so many people, Ding Ning didn't continue to be stubborn. He waved his hand with a depressed face, and said angrily, "Forget it, I just can't stand it, and it's not that I'm afraid of them."
"Of course, Brother Ding, have you ever been afraid of anyone? You are broad-minded, and you have to swallow your anger for the sake of our country. I admire you, I admire you!"
Qisha grinned and gave him a thumbs-up, with a flattering expression.
Lu Zhan and others also figured out what was going on. Soldiers like them naturally had a strong patriotic complex. Although they also couldn't stand the Ghost Hunting Tribe's killing of innocent people, they still tried their best to comfort Ding Ning, who was in a bad mood. "Boss, don't be angry. These black-skinned monkeys killed so many of our Shenzhou compatriots. Just take it that these guys from the Ghost Hunting Tribe took revenge for our compatriots."
"Right, right, boss, if they don't provoke us, it's fine. But if they dare to provoke us, we will kill these lunatics."
"We don't have any obligation to fight for those damn black-skinned monkeys. Boss, don't be angry!"
…
Everyone spoke one after another to comfort Ding Ning in different ways, which made him feel that the depression in his chest dissipated a lot.
But looking at Qisha's flattering expression and thinking of his previous severe refusal, Ding Ning still felt a little unhappy. He crooked his finger at him and said, "What did you call me just now? Call me again. "
"I … I … also have dignity. Ding Ning, you can't go too far. Just call me the same."
Qisha's smile immediately froze on his face. His face turned red, and he said angrily and angrily.
Just now, in a hurry, he called Ding Ning big brother … Uh, he seemed to have called him uncle.
Ding Ning was obviously in a bad mood now. He made fun of Qisha for his own amusement and psychological balance. If there were no other people, he would admit it in order to calm Ding Ning's depressed mood. Anyway, no one knew.
But now there were so many people here, how could he afford to lose face like this? What a joke! As the dignified Qisha of the National Warrior's Mansion, he also wanted to save face.
"Brother Xiahou, there are a total of 13 people in the Ghost Hunter Clan. What do you think are the chances of us killing Demon Ghost with a sniper rifle?"
Ding Ning picked his ears indifferently and asked Xiahou with a thoughtful expression.
Xiahou was stunned for a moment and then understood that his young master was teasing Qisha, so he cooperated and said, "I guess there is only a 30% chance. After all, Demon Ghost is also an expert equivalent to a Great Grandmaster, so it is not so easy to kill him. But it should not be a problem to kill his guards."
"Although we don't have as many people as them, if we get a few sniper rifles, it is not a problem to kill his 12 guards."
"Yes, as long as his guards are killed and he is the only one left, we will besiege him with guns and grenades. I don't believe we can't kill him."
…
Lu Zhan and others also came up with plans tacitly, discussing how to catch them all in one fell swoop.
"Brother, I'm your brother, okay? Don't scare me, please spare me!"
Seven Kills looked at their serious expressions and realized that they had really come up with a highly feasible annihilation plan. He could not help but plead with a bitter face in fear.
"Hahaha, looking at Brother Qisha's sad face, why do I feel so comfortable? Okay, go back to my room to sleep!"
Ding Ning laughed and hugged Luoxue and Ling Yun with a satisfied face. He was about to go back to his room to sleep with them in his arms. Qisha was so angry that he gnashed his teeth and wanted to beat this guy.
"Young master, wait!"
Xiahou suddenly thought of the blue-haired man and immediately stopped him, reporting the matter to him.
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