"We can't afford to offend the National Warrior's Mansion, but can't we afford to offend that Ding Ning?"
The woman in red's eyes revealed unforgettable hatred. "Didn't he humiliate you? Humiliate and humiliate him before he dies. Only then will the hatred in my heart be appeased. "
"This … okay!"
A chill rose in Feng Ni 'er's heart. She was going to refuse, but when she saw the murderous look in the woman in red's eyes, she immediately changed her mind. She knew that Aunt Wu had been blinded by hatred and wouldn't listen to anything she said. She could only agree and then adapt to the situation.
The sky gradually darkened. Ding Ning slowly walked out of the hotel and continued to carry out his plan to lure the snake out of its hole.
But as soon as he walked out of the hotel, Ding Ning's expression became strange. The front of the hotel was brightly lit. It was full of "vendors" as if they were going to a market. There were hundreds of people selling candied hawthorns, sesame seed cakes, deep-fried dough sticks, steamed buns, tofu pudding, stinky tofu … It made him mistakenly think that he had come to a food street in Shenzhou.
Ding Ning frowned slightly and felt that things were a bit unexpected. Although everyone here had disguised themselves very well, they couldn't hide the thick murderous aura of battle experience on their bodies. It was definitely not an aura that a local gang member of Myan could have. Furthermore, had you ever seen a blond white man selling stinky tofu? This disguise was too f * cking clumsy.
Interesting. The corners of Ding Ning's mouth curled up slightly. He swaggered through these vendors and even tasted them with great interest as he strolled. It was hard on these guys. It was really not easy to get so many domestic snacks in such a short amount of time.
On the roof of the building opposite the hotel, a tall, muscular black man lay on the ground, chewing gum in his mouth. He looked down at Ding Ning through the scope of his sniper rifle and revealed a ferocious smile. He said in English in a low voice in the headset, "These idiots. They're just catching a person, but they're doing so many boring things. The target seems to be an idiot as well. He doesn't suspect anything and is still in the mood to stroll around."
"Peter, don't be careless. We, the Black Wing, are determined to win this mission. Be careful not to fail miserably."
A deep male voice came from the earpiece.
"Captain Marte, you're thinking too much. Our target is just an ordinary person. He doesn't even have the basic vigilance. Our enemies are just those three unranked mercenary groups."
Peter muttered disapprovingly, "With me here, whoever dares to touch the target will have to bear my anger."
"Peter, I'm warning you, don't be careless. Those three mercenary regiments are not unfashionable fellows. They are ranked twelfth, fifteenth and seventeenth mercenary regiments. They still have some combat power."
Marte sounded serious, but everyone could hear the relaxed tone in his voice. Obviously, he didn't really think that the three mercenary groups could pose a threat to them. He was just being cautious out of habit.
Peter smiled and curled his lips, "Got it. I'll be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the wind behind his head. Peter's soul left his body. Out of his instinctive reaction to the crisis, he rolled on the ground without hesitation, wanting to escape from the opponent's attack and immediately warning.
"Hey!"
But with a strange exclamation in his ear, a figure flashed like a gust of wind. Peter felt a pain in the back of his head, and he fainted before he could even warn in the earpiece.
"He's quite vigilant, but unfortunately, his skills are a little weak!"
A man in black with oil paint on his face picked up Peter's sniper rifle and replaced him on the sniper position. He whispered in the earpiece, "The third sniper position has been cleared. Stay put and wait for orders!"
"The fourth sniper position has been cleared. Stay put and wait for orders!"
"The seventh sniper position has been cleared. Stay put and wait for orders!"
"The ninth sniper position has been cleared. Stay put and wait for orders!"
"The thirteenth sniper position has been cleared. Stay put and wait for orders!"
"The nineteenth sniper position has been cleared. Stay put and wait for orders!"
…
With the continuous reports coming from the earpiece, Ding Ning showed a faint smile and secretly felt relieved. The snipers who could pose a threat to him had been quietly eliminated. Lu Zhan and his companions had played a beautiful counter-sniper battle, and these guys who pretended to be peddlers could not pose any threat to him.
He was very curious as to who had sent these people. They had actually mobilized such a large force. There were nineteen snipers lying in ambush. They had really mustered such a large force.
Lu Zhan and his companions had finished their performance, and now it was time for him to perform. He did not believe that Myan's military would not notice so many people had sneaked into Myan's country. It seemed that these guys wanted to see how powerful they were!
"That's right. Since I want to invest in Myan, the Myan government must weigh my power."
But he did not know that the Myan government really did not want to do that. At this time, they were holding an emergency meeting to discuss how to deal with the large-scale invasion of the Shan State Army. A large number of troops were deployed to the border, and they had no time to deal with these hundreds of mercenaries.
"What kind of sh * t tanghulu are you selling? It's not authentic at all. Refund my money!"
The mercenary who pretended to sell tanghulu looked at Ding Ning, who was indignant and wanted his money back. He was confused and felt wronged. "You have eaten so many unauthentic snacks, why do you want my money back? You are such a bully!"
"Did you hear that? It's not delicious, it's not authentic, and it's not the taste I remember. I want my money back!"
Ding Ning looked at the mercenary who was dumbfounded and shouted impatiently.
"Why? My tanghulu is authentic, and it's my ancestral skill."
The mercenary was very angry. "You can insult my character, but you can't insult my skill. My family has the ancestral skill of making tanghulu."
"Humph! Since you don't want your money back, I will beat you until you retreat! "
Ding Ning smiled brightly. When the mercenary was caught off guard, he fiercely pierced the throat of the indignant mercenary with the bamboo skewer of the tanghulu.
"Uh!"
The mercenary groaned and grabbed the skewer with both hands. His eyes bulged out in disbelief. Didn't the information say that the target was an ordinary person? How could he kill him with a bamboo skewer?
But he would never know the answer. With a thud, the corpse fell to the ground.
No one screamed that someone had been killed, and no one showed any panic. They were mercenaries, and they were used to seeing life and death. Since the target had already made his move, there was nothing to hide. Now, it was up to who could capture the target and complete the mission.
Ding Ning's muscles tightened and he was ready to fight. Looking at the hundreds of mercenaries surrounding him, he showed a solemn expression. As the saying went, many ants could bite an elephant to death. These mercenaries were not ordinary people. If hundreds of mercenaries swarmed him, it would be hard for him to deal with them.
But what happened next shocked him so much that his jaw almost dropped.
"F * ck off, he belongs to Wild Wolves."
"F * ck off, he is Thunder's target!"
"F * ck off, this person is the mission target of God's Armament. If you know what's good for you, get out of the way."
"What's so great about God's Armament? Whoever dares to fight with Black Wing is our enemy."
"Wild Wolves and Thunder, how about we join forces to kill Black Wing first?"
"Sure, I've been sick of Black Wing for a long time. Brother, let's beat them up."
…
So, before Ding Ning could make a move, the four mercenary regiments started fighting among themselves. A violent and classic street scuffle unfolded, and it was as lively as it could get.
Ding Ning was tongue-tied as he watched the scuffle between hundreds of people. He had to admit that Black Wing did have some skills to be able to become the fifth-ranked mercenary regiment in the world. Whether it was individual combat ability or group combat, even if it was one against three, they were not at a disadvantage at all, and the battle was in a stalemate.
Ding Ning dodged again and again, not because he was attacked, but because these guys were too careless in fighting. Like hooligans, they used whatever they wanted. For a moment, pots, bowls, ladles, and spoons were flying everywhere, and tables, chairs, and benches were weapons.
Especially the frying pan with stinky tofu, it was a lethal weapon. When people touched it, they screamed, and when they touched it, they screamed. When the boiling oil was thrown out, at least seven or eight people were scalded, and the pain made them cry like ghosts and wolves.
"Young master, what's going on? Aren't they here to deal with you? "
Xiahou's confused voice came from the headset.
Ding Ning dodged those non-lethal "hidden weapons" and said with a bitter smile, "How do I know what they are doing? Why did they start fighting among themselves first?"
"It seems that the boss is regarded as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. They intend to decide the winner first, and then decide the boss's fate!"
Lu Zhan teased with a gloating voice.
"Yeah, the boss is magnificently ignored. Why do I have a feeling that a group of wolves are fighting for the right to mate?"
Cheng Hu's words made Ding Ning's face darken, and he scolded angrily, "F * ck off!"
"Hahaha!"
Everyone convulsed with laughter. They had thought it would be a well-matched fight, but they didn't expect it to turn into such a farce.
"It's strange. There is such a big noise here, but the Myan government has no reaction. This is the capital. It's abnormal, very abnormal!"
Xiahou said incredulously.
"Yeah, I also think it's a little abnormal. The Myan military is experienced, but their behavior is too abnormal, isn't it?"
After laughing, Lu Zhan's tone became serious, and he felt a vague uneasiness in his heart.
"Caution is the parent of safety. Everyone, be careful!"
Ding Ning also felt something was wrong. If they were in Yan Jing and hundreds of people were fighting on the street, the police would have been dispatched. Myan was chaotic, but it was not so chaotic that the capital was in a scuffle, and they didn't even have a supervisor.
They didn't know that the Myan government didn't have a supervisor, but the four mercenary groups specially organized people to intercept the Myan police. The same scuffle was taking place in front of the police stations. Those ordinary policemen were no match for the mercenaries, and even the police stations were controlled by the mercenaries.
In the eyes of the four mercenary groups who had been through hundreds of battles, the Myanmar police were nothing. The target of the mission was a young doctor who did not even have the strength to truss a chicken. Their only enemy was each other. They controlled all the major police stations, and all they needed to do was wait for their subordinates to win before they could start the final competition.
The Black Wing Mercenary Group was the strongest, but the three mercenary groups had more people. Gradually, they fell into a disadvantageous position, and soon, they began to lose members.
Seeing the Black Wing was weak, the three mercenary groups that had worked together had other ideas. As a mercenary of the Wolf Mercenary Group sneak-attacked a mercenary of the Armament of God, the three mercenary groups that had temporarily formed an alliance instantly disintegrated, and they started a scuffle.
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