Chapter 307

Therefore, the black robed man made an exception and rewarded Liu Junwei with a genetic potion to transform him into a black iron soldier, which made the ambitious Liu Junwei grateful, respectful and obedient to him.

When night fell and Ding Ning woke up from deep sleep, Xiao Yao had left. He twisted his neck, moved his rusty bones, and made a crackling bone explosion.

"Eh, xiaodingding's bones have been refined to this extent. Good, good."

A sudden voice made Ding Ning stiff, slowly raised his head and looked at the familiar fat face sitting on the sofa in the dark.

His eyes turned red. With infinite grievances, he choked and shouted, "second master!"

The God of wealth looked at Ding Ning like a child. His nose was sour, his eyes were red, and he said softly, "child, it's hard for you."

"Woo".

Ding Ning couldn't help his grievances any longer, and burst into tears. "Second master, where have you been? Where's your father? Where's your master's father? What about Uncle Wu and sister Qiao? Don't you want Ning Ning? Ning Ning misses you so much."

"Well, well, how old are you, and you still pee."

The figure of the God of wealth flashed and appeared beside the hospital bed. He spoiled and rubbed Ding Ning's head: "how can we not want you? It's just that we have our own things to do and can't be with you."

"Well... You can't even call? I thought you didn't want me, Wuwuwuwu... I knew you wouldn't want me..."

The depression accumulated in Ding Ning's heart was like the flood of opening the gate, crying and laughing like a child.

The God of wealth patted him on the shoulder with compassion and comforted him. After more than ten years of living together day and night, he watched him grow from a toddler to a guy taller than him. He was filled with emotion.

They were alone and treated Ding Ning as their own son. Looking at his wronged appearance, their hearts were sour.

"Well, little Tintin, you've grown up to be a man now. Don't cry endlessly like a woman. It's almost all right."

The God of wealth smiled and said, "I'm looking for you. Your father has something to do."

Ding Ning stopped her tears, embarrassed to wipe her red eyes and bet on her airway: "you play and disappear without saying a word. Now you have something to do with me. Come to me, don't do it."

"Cut, little Tintin, haven't you lost your temper for years?"

The God of wealth shook hands with each other, made a clicking sound of bone dislocation, and stared at Ding Ning with ill intentions.

Ding Ning disdained his lips: "don't scare me and apologize to me."

"Why?" The God of wealth held his head high and said with a stem around his neck.

Ding Ning roared, "don't call me little Ding Ding."

"Oh, I'm sorry, little Dingding. I'm used to it. I apologize to you. I'm sorry, little Dingding. The second master shouldn't call you little Dingding. You're big Dingding now."

The God of wealth's fat face was full of obscene color. He apologized and was insincere.

"You..."

Ding Ning was angry for a while. This no serious second master was his closest master, but it was also the one that gave him the most headache and frustration.

"By the way, little Tintin, is that big breasted beauty your horse?"

The God of wealth had an ambiguous smile on his face.

"Big breast beauty? You say Xiao Yao?"

Ding Ning was stunned, hurriedly shook his head and said, "second master, don't talk nonsense. That's my friend."

"Cut, friend?"

The God of wealth looked disdainful and said with a wink: "friends will kiss, hug and touch you while you sleep? They also whispered to you affectionately. The second master is not blind and deaf."

Ding Ning scratched his head and looked embarrassed: "no? She kissed me? It's impossible. She's my friend, not my girlfriend."

"You sleep like a dead pig. You know a fart, but then again, the girl has a big chest and a big butt. She looks good. She seems to like you so much. It's good to take her away."

The God of wealth looked obscene, almost without drooling.

"Second master, don't talk nonsense. I have a girlfriend. She is an ordinary friend of mine."

Ding Ning's coy face, a little shy.

"Come on, don't pretend with me. Second master understands that men are still called men if they are not romantic? I think in those years, second master was also handsome and elegant. Thousands of flowers passed by and leaves didn't touch the body, which made thousands of girls crazy..."

The God of wealth said with a smelly fart on his face, immersed in the coquettish memories of the past.

Ding Ning curled his lips, knowing that he could not be entangled with him on such a topic, otherwise the dirty fat man could say that he did not take a heavy sample for three days and nights. He quickly interrupted: "second master, where are dad and master father? Where are they now? Where have you been these years?"

"Xiaodingding, the second master came this time just to tell you what your father meant. You'll know the rest later. You just need to know that we have powerful enemies hiding in the dark. We've been disconnected from you these years for fear of putting you in danger because of us."

Speaking of business, The God of wealth restrained his cynicism: "According to your father's meaning, I don't want you to go through this muddy water. I hope you can live an ordinary life in your life. After two years, you go to Yanjing to propose marriage with a certificate and marry the daughter of the Xiao family. But now it seems that you are destined not to be content with the status quo. Your father and our masters are both happy and worried."

"Second master, I'm not afraid. I'm very powerful now. Can you tell me who the enemy is?"

For the first time, Ding Ning listened to the second master talking about the enemy. He clenched his fist and asked with expectation on his face.

The God of wealth looked at him and shook his head: "your father didn't let me say, I can't tell you."

Seeing Ding Ning's disappointment, the God of wealth patted him on the shoulder and said with a bitter smile: "it's not that I don't want to tell you, but that we don't even know who the enemy is. We just have a suspect, but we're not sure. It's for your own good not to tell you. You should understand this."

"How could this happen? What's the matter? Even the enemy doesn't know who it is? At least, you have to tell me how to get revenge?"

Ding Ning clenched his fist, clenched it again and again, and felt uneasy.

"This is the gratitude and resentment of our older generation, which is related to the lives of 25 brothers. The enemy has a deep mind, so he set up a maze and misled us. Therefore, before we find the real murderer, we all bear it. Don't think the second master despises you. Your strength is far from enough."

The God of wealth said solemnly.

"I haven't had a fight. How do you know I'm far away? I'm not a child anymore."

Ding Ning said unconvinced, young and vigorous.

"Yo, you still have a temper, don't you? If you're not convinced, come and have two moves with the second master. Let the second master see if your Kung Fu has been wasted these years."

The God of wealth said jokingly, living in seclusion for more than ten years and practicing kung fu hard, he has absolute confidence in his skills.

"Then try!"

With a malicious smile, Ding Ning suddenly rose like a hunting cheetah and punched the fat belly of the God of wealth.

With a "whoosh", the God of wealth didn't look fat, but his action was outrageous. Before Ding Ning was about to hit him in the belly, the whole man moved out strangely and could avoid this blow without delay.

Ding Ning gave a low cry, pointed with his fist, turned the knife with his finger, and cut the God of wealth's shoulder obliquely with the roaring wind.

The God of wealth turned around in situ, and an irresistible rotating force came, which made the finger knife deviate and slide along his body.

Ding Ning followed the power of rotation, his body did not retreat, but went straight into the arms of the God of wealth. At the same time, he took his fingers into his palm, waved his palm into a knife, and took it out obliquely from bottom to top and cut it under the ribs of the God of wealth.

The God of wealth smiled, and the whole man suddenly curled up into a ball. His fat body greeted Ding Ning like a ball, "bang", and they collided.

Ding Ning looked at the God of wealth in amazement. It was like an oversized table tennis ball bouncing in the small ward, one point two, two points four, four points eight, eight points sixteen

In the twinkling of an eye, the ward was full of large meat balls transformed by the God of wealth, there were hundreds of them, and it was impossible to tell which was the real body.

The strangest thing is that the meat ball is wrapped with the terrible sound of air friction. Its strength can be imagined. However, such a strong force bumps against the wall or hospital bed, but it bounces up gently without making a sound.

Ding Ning's heart was tight, but he was not afraid at all. He was full of war spirit. In the face of the attack and threat of hundreds of meat balls, he closed his eyes.

The speed of these meat balls is too fast. The fast naked eye can't distinguish which is the real body. He can only distinguish it by mental power.

"Be careful!"

The proud voice of the God of wealth came, and hundreds of meat balls that kept jumping and bouncing in the ward roared and hit Ding Ning like bullets.

Ding Ning suddenly opened his eyes and burst into a terrible light. A smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He found it!

Ignoring the overwhelming meat ball, his body flashed in front of a meat ball like a ghost and pointed to the sword.

"Hey, I can find my real body, good, good!"

With the praise of the God of wealth, hundreds of meat balls jumping around the house suddenly disappeared, leaving only the real meat ball showing the original appearance of the God of wealth.

Ding Ning smiled proudly and was about to withdraw his strength, but heard the God of wealth whisper: "come on, let me try if your strength has improved."

With the cry, the God of wealth opened his mouth and sucked hard like a whale swallowing a snake, and the whole person expanded like a balloon.

With a "hiss" sound, the clothes of the God of wealth were broken, leaving only a pair of red boxer pants. It is estimated that they are specially made, which can expand with the expansion of his flesh.

A different color flashed in Ding Ning's eyes. At the moment, the God of wealth turned into a meat mountain, and the fat all over fluctuated like waves.

"With all your strength!"

The voice of the God of wealth came with absolute confidence.

"OK, I'm coming!"

Ding Ning smiled, turned his finger into a fist and roared to the meat mountain.

With the sound of "bang", Ding Ning's face changed dramatically. This punch full of his 80% strength hit the meat mountain. It was as slippery as hitting the water. Qiu was not forced. The meat mountain rippled like water waves, unloading his power layer by layer and turning it into nothing.

"Is that all? It's not enough to tickle me? Come again!"

The proud voice of the God of wealth made Ding Ning angry.

Aware of the second master's strong defense, Ding Ning was not afraid to hurt him. He immediately gave a soft drink, hit him with all his strength, and rushed away with five dark forces.

"Bang!"

"Is that the strength? Xiao Ding... Eh!"

Before the joking words of the God of wealth were finished, he suddenly gave a dull hum.

Meat mountain surged like a tsunami, setting off a wave of meat waves, constantly dissolving Ding Ning's five dark strengths.