Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

Several mercenaries reacted with their murderous instinct and hurriedly pointed their guns at the enemy.

"Fuck, which stinking bitch dared to come and kill your grandfather?"

"Don't let me catch you if you're playing tricks on me!"

The burly man in black was shouting arrogantly, but before he saw the enemy, the first thing that came was the deadly bullet.

"boom--"

Before he could even let out a wail, his brain exploded into a beautiful flower of blood and he fell straight to the ground.

"asshole!"

Not even for a moment moved by their fallen comrades, the remaining experienced mercenaries immediately turned and hid in the bunker.

"Who! If you have the guts, come out and confront us head-on. Don't act like a grandson—"

Hiding behind the oil drum, the scarred man tried to provoke the intruder out.

But what awaited him was a bullet shot into an oil barrel.

"boom—"

The oil barrel exploded, and the scattered iron fragments, accompanied by an unextinguishable high-temperature flame, were tightly embedded in the scarred man's body.

"Ahhh, help me! Help me!"

The scarred man, burned by the flames, rolled on the ground and tried to put out the fire with his body, but the flames only scorched his flesh.

None of his companions, on whom he had placed his hopes, came to help him. They all watched him coldly as he was burned to charcoal alive.

"Old Third, that idiot, actually hid by the fuel tank. Isn't he courting death? And he's even going to implicate us!"

The flames rose from the oil barrel, burning everything it attached to, and soon a raging fire broke out.

Dragon King Ba's eyes were bloodshot and veins bulged on his forehead. Everything here was his black empire that he had painstakingly built from scratch, bit by bit.

His mercenary empire, his telecommunications group, his Dragon King Palace! He also wants to hand over this empire to his grandson.

Was it ruined just because of an invisible enemy and that idiot Lao San?

He usually used this oil barrel to punish ordinary people, but he never expected that one day it would destroy most of his assets. How could this be possible?

In the flames, only a figure was seen walking slowly towards them.

"Damn it! I finally see you, shoot this guy to death!"

After losing two of his capable subordinates in succession and having his property burned down by fire, Long Wangba's anger has devoured his sanity.

His fortress was impenetrable; the lazy local government troops had no chance of breaking in! He had been able to arrive so quietly, so it was impossible for him not to hear a single sound. This arbitrary killing spree was more like a demon seeking revenge!

Bang bang bang bang, the remaining two mercenaries gave up aiming and started firing wildly.

But the figure showed no signs of stopping, instead it was getting closer and closer.

When the AK bullets were used up, I had to take out the pistol. When the pistol bullets were used up, I had to use the factory knife.

"Something's wrong! There's something strange about this woman!"

The man who had finished shooting first had to take out his long knife to defend his upper body.

The next second, a bright and shining dagger passed over his defensive right eye, pierced right into his right eye, and nailed his head to the wall!

Man, dead!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

"Who is it! Stop playing tricks!" The last mercenary was cautious enough not to fire all his bullets.

Finally the wind direction changed, the flames no longer blocked their vision, and a cold and beautiful woman came out.

"You stinky bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

The mercenary with the most ferocious expression raised his gun and pulled the trigger, but just as the bullet was fired, he saw Ning Jun accurately avoid his bullet and stab him straight at him with an extremely large knife at an incredible speed!

"Boom—boom!"

His hands holding the gun were chopped off.

The ferocious man then turned around and looked up. It was not a knife, but a sharpened electric saw for cutting down trees!

The slender Ning Jun wielded a large electric saw that should have been too heavy for her to lift, and cut the man in half with the same technique as she would chop wood.

The man died on the spot before he could even utter a cry of pain. The spurting blood dyed the ground red, but not a drop of blood splashed onto Ning Jun's skirt.

Before he died, he looked closely in the direction of Long Wangba and found that Long Wangba had already retreated more than ten steps, protecting them in front of him and trying to escape.

"Who are you?! Sir, there should be no grudge between you and me!"

This is a foreign country, and still in the Bashi rainforest. It is absolutely impossible for an Asian face like Ning Jun, who is already rare, to come in alone.

But Ning Jun came in front of Long Wangba with just one step, and her speed was so fast that Long Wangba couldn't even track her.

escape!

He must escape!

During his sixty-year career as the king of mercenaries, he had killed countless prominent politicians and had also been hunted by countless ruthless assassins.

But he escaped easily and teased his opponents who were fooled by him.

But this time, he only instinctively felt an oppressive threat. If he didn't choose to escape, he would really die!

He doesn't remember ever provoking such a person!

"Want to escape? No way."

Ning Jun took out the dagger that pierced the mercenary's head, turned into a shadow, and rushed towards Long Wangba.

The sense of crisis in Long Wangba's heart suddenly reached its peak, as if the god of death was about to take his life with a scythe.

"You are ruthless! Don't blame me for being ungrateful!" As he spoke, Long Wangba used all his trump cards.

His aura suddenly changed, his eyes became sharp, and a force that slightly distorted the air broke out of his body.

"I want to show you the difference between mortals and me!"

"I am the one and only god in this world! The king destined to rule the world!"

Mental shock!

The ancient Yin-Yang jade passed down from generation to generation in their Long family contains the power of immortals.

This kind of power is the key to Long Wangba's dominance in the mercenary market!

No one could wake up from Long Aotian's mental shock.

Loyal warriors will be brainwashed by him, and arrogant people will become idiots under his mental shock! Everyone must live under his mental will!

Even if this woman looks familiar, no matter how good her skills are, after being shocked by his mental power, she will still be confused and completely obey him!

If this woman is mentally weak and willing to submit to him, he doesn't mind washing her clean and then letting her be raped to death by thousands of people!

If she refused to yield, she should be cut into pieces by him as a sacrifice to her dead brothers and his property!

Of course, this method of control is not without side effects. As a price, Long Wangba's hair turned whiter at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wrinkles quickly covered his eyebrows and eyes, making him look extremely ugly.

The strength he could use was reduced a little.

But Long Wangba's beautiful wish was destined to fail.

"I didn't expect to actually dig something out."

Long Wangba's self-righteous mental power did indeed affect Ning Jun.

But it was like a drop of water flowing into the ocean—no ripples.

Not only did Ning Jun's figure not slow down, his right hand turned into a shadow.

In a moment, all ten fingers of Long Wangba were cut off, and the tendons of his hands were precisely cut one by one, exposing all the muscle tissue of Long Wangba to the air.

The pain made him scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Family members, who understands?

There are really people who dare to call themselves gods just after they have drawn energy into their bodies.