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

"I have no grudge against you, sir. Why do you want to kill me?"

Long Wangba ran away desperately, but Ning Jun followed closely behind him.

When he walked fast, she walked faster; when he walked slowly, she also slowed down her pace when shopping, always keeping a distance from him that was neither too close nor too far.

The ghostly tracking skills that had always been effective for Long Wangba were now useless. Even if he had escaped from his territory and gone into the forest, she could always find Long Wangba's whereabouts accurately.

Long Wangba: This, this is not right.

It's totally like cat and mouse.

In the past, he, Long Wangba, was the cat, but now he has become the mouse.

Is the world changing too fast, or is he unable to keep up with the times?

Are young people nowadays so fierce?

"It's okay. I always follow my own whims."

As he spoke, Ning Jun cut off another hand of Long Wangba, ignoring the mental shock released by Long Wangba.

Occasionally, a few people who had not been killed wanted to pick up guns to resist, but they would definitely see the scythe of the god of death first.

The smell of blood and burning permeated the entire island.

Madman, this is a complete madman!

Before this, he had thought that some peerless military king had appeared on the mainland to fight against their transnational illegal organizations.

But now it seems that this was entirely the personal behavior of this crazy woman!

While Long Wangba was running for his life, Ning Jun stabbed, stabbed the waist, cut the legs and chopped off the hands at the speed of a pig being slaughtered.

After a while, Long Wangba was stabbed and turned into a bloody human skeleton.

"Please, let me go, I can give you anything!"

"Gold, silver, jade, beautiful men, power, and even this Mercenary Dragon King Palace! I can give you all of them! You can become the Dark Emperor of the mercenary world!"

Ning Jun smiled slightly and pulled out Long Wangba's right eye with his own hands.

The rain forest erupted in waves of wailing, but Ning Jun's hand did not stop.

After finding out that she didn't have what she wanted, Ning Jun cut open Long Wangba's chest again and carved a cross on his chest to see if there was any supreme bone.

During this period, Long Wangba was in so much pain that he was about to die on the spot, but Ning Jun used his mental power to keep him alive, so he did not report to the Eighteen Levels of Hell in advance.

But to her disappointment, there was no Emerald Imperial Green Supreme bone in the flesh and blood.

Finally, as Long Wangba trembled uncontrollably, the smooth jade pendant emitting a faint fluorescence was thrown out from his side pocket.

"Oh, if you had taken this thing out earlier, you wouldn't have to suffer so much." Ning Jun's tense face finally showed a bright smile, and he took the ancient jade away.

Dragon King Ba: .....

You didn’t say anything!

This devil! Long Wangba had reason to believe that the woman had deliberately caused his tendons to be dug out, his hands to be cut off, and the flesh on his calves to be cut off!

Ning Jun still did not let Long Wangba die quickly. Instead, he tied him up and tied him to a tree, and called the family who had been kidnapped here before and the innocent people who had been released by Ning Jun.

Some of the people in the group were holding knives, some were holding hammers, and some were even holding chainsaws, but they all had one thing in common, that was they were filled with hatred that was boiling with rage. Every one of them had a mortal feud with Long Wangba, and it was impossible for them to ease the feud, nor could they be coerced or bribed.

Dragon King Ba: ???

Don't do that! This group of people just want to kill him and cut him into pieces. This woman is a demon!

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On the other side, domestic hospitals.

Long Aotian thought his blood-stealing plan was ingenious and clever.

But he forgot that this is an era of surveillance.

Especially a delusional person like him.

When no one was around, Long Aotian sneaked into the toilet and started stealing things. He found that the toilet had been swept clean by the cleaning lady and there was no residue left. He had to secretly ride his wheelchair to search the main trash cans on each floor.

For the sake of his "Blood Demon Sutra", it was just rummaging through garbage, so he endured it!

But Long Aotian still had some wisdom. He did not take the bloody items back to the room, but continued to practice openly on the spot.

So the security guard on night watch saw this situation.

Under the moonlight, Long Aotian furtively rummaged through the garbage, then stole some of it suspiciously, then picked it up and... ate it?

"Hey there! You can't eat garbage! Put it down!"

"You mean, you steal garbage to eat in order to practice?"

"Why don't you believe me? I'm just practicing! I want to get better!"

The police officers, who had received multiple professional trainings, pretended to be calm, but painfully suppressed the smile in their hearts. They looked at each other and considered whether to send Long Aotian to the famous Qingshan Mental Hospital in the city.

"You don't believe it, right?" Long Aotian's eyes were fierce. What he hated most in his life was being ridiculed for no reason! "I'm going to prove it to you!"

As he spoke, he swallowed a piece of tissue paper with an unknown red liquid in it!

"Blood Demon Sutra", start!

But the expected recovery did not happen. Long Aotian vomited wildly, wishing he could vomit out all the food he had eaten yesterday, today, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

It wasn't over yet. Long Aotian suddenly fell backwards and trembled uncontrollably in his wheelchair. He foamed at the mouth and his limbs trembled. The two young policemen were so scared that they hurried to call a doctor to treat Long Aotian.

How can someone suddenly eat a suspicious piece of garbage and then suddenly start foaming at the mouth?

The doctor who treated Long Aotian already had rich experience. He turned into Sherlock Holmes and investigated what Long Aotian had eaten. Then he saw the piece of paper that Long Aotian had eaten.

"Oh my god, this is the paper used by the anorectal department... Look at the blood, it's hemorrhoidal blood."

In the end, Long Aotian was transferred to the Su company's mental hospital due to mental disorder under the manipulation of Ning Junming who had just returned to China.

The two policemen were really scared.

"I told you I'm not sick!"

"Everyone here says they are not sick." The bald middle-aged attending physician smiled with a look of understanding on his face.

He easily used a few tricks to get Long Aotian's secret out.

And Long Aotian didn't think that anyone would really believe him.

"You said you were the son-in-law of the Su family, the boyfriend of the Sun family's daughter, that you'd sold hundreds of millions worth of Imperial Green, that you owned a peerless medical book passed down from your ancestors, and that someone had taught you a technique in a dream that could restore sight and regenerate severed limbs."

"Is it possible that all this is just a dream of yours? All this is just a figment of your imagination."

"In reality, you are an ordinary person who dropped out of high school and survives by delivering food every day."

"I know that there are more sufferings in reality, so in order to protect yourself, you construct a beautiful dream that satisfies your heart."

"But!" Long Aotian roared angrily, "But those items are real! They appear before my eyes alive!"

The identity of the son-in-law is fake, the jade may be fake, the X-ray eyes may also be fake, and the girlfriend ran away.

But the skills can't be fake.

That really appeared in his mind!

Something that even science cannot do.

The bald director continued, "But doesn't everything you said correspond to the setbacks you've encountered in real life?"

"You don't want to work, so you fantasize about a wealthy wife who you can live off and you sign a marriage contract."

"You've never been in a relationship, but you want to be the hero who saves the damsel in distress. So, you use your clairvoyance to save your girlfriend's company from disaster while also realizing your own value."

"You've never held any official position, not even squad leader, yet you're fantasizing about saving the mayor or other leaders through a medical book from who knows what dynasty, so you can have the support of a powerful figure and control everything."

"Finally, you couldn't face the physical trauma, so you conceived a technique, hoping that one day you would be able to regenerate your severed limbs and become a whole person again."

"So, the story of the Urban Dragon King is just a dream of yours!"

For a moment, Long Aotian found that he had no way to refute the bald director's words.