Medical Sovereign

At the moment before he fainted, he seemed to see a man in a black shirt with a body as straight as a gun and a scar on his face running towards him with undisguised concern and tension. /p

who is he? Why do you want to save me? Also, why did he look at me with such concern? But he couldn't allow him to think too much, the injury was so serious that he was completely burned, and his eyes went dark and he completely lost consciousness. /p

Scar was covered in cold sweat, secretly thankful that he saved the young master at the critical moment, otherwise he would be blamed for death. /p

His life was given by his parents, but his second life was given by his wife, and his third life was given by the eldest lady. /p

He owed his wife two lives, so he, a top mercenary at the master level, gave up his career of licking blood, put on a suit and tie, and came to the city to become the bodyguard of the eldest lady, and spent the rest of his life to repay his favor . /p

But this mischievous young master seems to have too many magical features, and his intuition is sharp and frightening. He dare not approach at all, and can only follow from a distance. /p

He didn't take Wang Cheng's ambush and Qin Canglan's men to deal with the young master at all. He knew the young master's force value very well, and he definitely had the combat power of a B-level fighter close to an A-level fighter. /p

In his opinion, it was a joke for a group of sheep to kill a tiger, so he leisurely followed far behind with the mentality of watching the excitement. /p

The young master had a sudden epiphany and displayed a miraculous martial skill, and the terrifying phantom of the arhat made him tremble with fear. /p

But he never thought that a group of sheep could injure a tiger. Although it was because the young master forcibly interrupted his martial arts with compassion in his heart and suffered backlash, an injury is an injury, and Dao Scar's heart is full of self-blame. /p

Especially the sudden appearance of the black-clothed killer, even if he killed him with a single shot, he still thought it was his negligence. After all, he was careless and didn't discover the black-clothed killer's ambush in advance. /p

So Dao Scar was very angry. Standing beside Ding Ning, he looked coldly at Qin Canglan who got out of the car and wanted to explain. /p

"Stop, dare to take a step closer to the young master, kill without mercy!" /p

When the cold voice came, the expression on Qin Canglan's face was stagnant. In Ninghai, no one dared to talk to him like this for many years, but he had to stop immediately, not daring to make any rash moves. /p

More than a dozen infrared sniper rifles were firmly locked on the center of his eyebrows, not even trembling, and the stability made him frightened. /p

Bean-sized sweat dripped from Qin Canglan's forehead. Even with the might of the Qin family in Ninghai, he didn't dare to openly carry a dozen sniper rifles. Who are these people? /p

Also, they actually called Master Ding Ning. Could it be that he is the illegitimate son of a certain big man? /p

No wonder, no wonder Bai Qing had such a special attitude towards him. At this moment, Qin Canglan felt as if he had touched the truth. /p

The scene that happened immediately made Qin Canglan's guess even more certain. /p

In addition to more than a dozen sniper rifles, there were more than a dozen well-trained men in black shirts who looked like they had survived a hundred battles, and they were by no means comparable to those elite men under him. /p

They were all tall and straight, with oil paint on their faces, holding guns to protect Ding Ning from no corners, and staring vigilantly at all possible dangerous corners. /p

Scar carried Ding Ning on his back, and looked at Qin Canglan coldly: "Pray, if the young master is fine, he will decide how to deal with the Qin family. If the young master is fine, I guarantee that your entire Qin family will be buried with the young master." /p

Qin Canglan had no doubts about Dao Scar's words. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from Dao Scar even from such a distance. He had only felt this kind of aura from the few top masters of the Qin family. /p

It was a kind of horrific killing intent formed after a bloody killing that disregarded life,

This kind of killing intent made him feel cold all over his body, and a chill came out of his heart. /p

Such a character, the Qin family regards it as an ancestor, but he is only Ding Ning's bodyguard. From this, one can imagine how terrifying the family power behind Ding Ning is. /p

He knew that one was bad, and what he did tonight would bring disaster to the Qin family, so he explained eagerly: "That killer is not from our Qin family." /p

"We will investigate this, so you don't need to worry about it. Anyone who dares to touch the young master, no matter who it is, just wait for the family to be wiped out." /p

Scar's tone was indifferent, as if it was a matter of course, and he said things that were taken for granted. /p

With a wave of his hand, a big man in a black shirt stepped forward and lifted the body of the black-clothed killer with one hand. /p

"Go!" /p

Scar gave an order and was about to leave without Ding Ning on his back. /p

"Wait a minute, I can testify that this killer was really not sent by Brother Qin, I swear in the name of my family!" /p

Murong Yixiao realized that the Qin family was about to face a crisis, and out of loyalty, he bravely stood up and explained something for Qin Canglan. /p

"Master Murong, your sister is someone my young master likes, so I won't hold you accountable. I hope you will use your brains in the future and don't bring disaster to the Murong family. Remember, the young master will depend on your sister if he is alive." I don't care about your face, but if the young master has an accident, even your sister can't keep you." /p

Although Scar's voice was slightly softer, the hidden meaning in the words made people shudder. /p

Murong Yixiao stared blankly, and wanted to say something but couldn't say it. The Murong family, which has dominated the south of the Yangtze River for thousands of years, seemed vulnerable in Scar's mouth, which gave him a sense of absurdity. /p

But he surprisingly didn't have much doubt, because Scar's expression was so determined that he felt that what he said was the truth. /p

"Remember, misfortune comes from your mouth, keep your mouths in check!"/p

Scar turned and strode away, followed by a group of black shirts like ghosts into the darkness, as if they had never appeared before. /p

Murong smiled and looked at the worried Qin Canglan and comforted him, "Brother Qin, don't worry, that guy is just talking and can't take it seriously." /p

"No, he's not joking, not to mention the snipers hiding in the dark, the ones who show up are at least B-level strong, and that scar is probably a master-level strong, not to mention, this is still It’s just their power that surfaced, how many strong people are hidden? No matter who provokes such a group of people, it will be difficult to end well.” /p

Qin Canglan said in a dispirited way: "I hope Ding Ning can save the day, otherwise, our Qin family may be about to face a catastrophe." /p

"It's not that serious." Murong said with a smile. /p

Qin Canglan patted him on the shoulder, smiled wryly and shook his head: "Such a powerful force is lurking under our noses, and we haven't even noticed it. You should be able to imagine how terrifying they are." /p

"Ouch, my sister!" /p

Murong Yixiao suddenly slapped his forehead, remembering that Murong Yanran was still waiting for him in the restaurant. /p

"Let's go, remember, don't tell your sister what happened today." /p

After Qin Canglan gave a warning, he turned to his subordinates and said sternly: "Keep your mouth shut, don't let me hear any rumors." /p

"Yes, master!" /p

The big men in black had long been terrified by the twists and turns, thinking that if they really hurt Ding Ning, I am afraid that today would be the day for all of them to die. /p

The killing intent exuded by those big men in black shirts made them shudder when they thought about it. To them, what happened tonight was a terrible nightmare, and it would be better to forget it all. /p

In the Humvee, Scar carefully examined Ding Ning's body, feeling the disordered blood and violent power in his body, with a look of worry on his brows and eyes. /p

"Boss, how is the young master?" /p

A black shirt asked worriedly. /p

"The situation is very bad, and I can't do anything about it. We have different cultivation paths. He forcibly interrupted his combat skills and suffered backlash. I can't do anything." /p

Scar said worriedly. /p

"Battle skills? Isn't it martial skills?" The black shirt was keenly aware of Scar's language. /p

"Do you think that a martial skill that can form a form can still be called a martial skill? A martial skill that can change form can no longer be called a martial skill, but a combat skill, a combat skill born for fighting." /p

Scar smiled wryly and shook his head with yearning: "The young master is only B-level close to A-level combat power, but he can display SS-level combat skills. He is really a monster." /p

"SS-level combat skills? Oh my god, how is this possible? That's a grand master level." /p

The black shirts all dropped their jaws in shock. In their eyes, Boss Scar was already an invincible existence. So far, he was only a master-level S-level powerhouse. The young master obviously did not even reach A-level. Exhibiting SS-level combat skills, how could they not be terrified. /p

"Remember, this matter is rotten to my stomach, and it must not be spread to the outside world, otherwise, it will bring great trouble to the young master." /p

Scar looked dignified and exhorted solemnly. /p

"Don't worry boss, we know the seriousness." /p

The black shirts expressed their opinions one after another. They knew what the young master's monstrous performance meant. Once those top powerhouses found out, they would definitely come to investigate the young master's secrets. This is not a good thing. /p

A ruthless look flashed in the eyes of a black shirt: "Boss, so many people at the scene saw the young master displaying his combat skills, should we..." /p

He didn't speak clearly, but everyone understood what he meant, and they all looked at Scar, and only waited for him to give an order, then went back and killed all the people on the scene. /p

Scar shook his head slightly: "Although we are not afraid of the Qin family, one more thing is worse than one less thing. The young master is going to do big things and needs the help of many aspects. If he can make one less enemy for him, let him make one less one. After all, Madam's It means to use Ninghai as the young master's base, our enemy is in Yanjing, not Ninghai, Qin Canglan is a smart man, I believe he will make everyone shut up." /p

"The boss deliberately threatened him before, was he just reminding him?" A black shirt laughed. /p

"I'm not joking. It's best that the young master is fine. If there is any accident, the Qin family will definitely be buried with you. You just need to know that we are just a force on the surface. Only those who can decide the world in one fell swoop can be called "" Hole card."/p

Scar was not angry and arrogant, and said calmly. /p

The black shirts looked at each other, but their eyes were full of excitement. Although they all wanted to know what cards the lady had, they knew that they should never ask, so they all nodded and remained silent. /p

"Boss, what about the young master's injury?" A black shirt broke the silence and asked with concern. /p

"Missy is waiting for us in Biyun Pure Courtyard, speed up." /p

Scar felt Ding Ning's disordered pulse and urged. /p

Biyun Jingyuan is the oldest Buddhist ashram in Ninghai so far. Because it is located in the quiet and remote eastern suburbs, it has a sense of seclusion. /p

At this moment, the night was dark, but in the "Ren Shou Nunnery" in the west chamber, there was a lonely lamp burning brightly. Ding Qianlie, who was dressed in plain clothes, was talking with an old nun Bingzhu. /p

Black chess fell, the old nu laughed: "You lost." /p

"En!" Ding Qianlie replied absent-mindedly. /p

"Your mind is disturbed." The old nun's face was full of wrinkles, and he looked like he was dying of old age. Only a pair of eyes were clear and bright, shining with the light of wisdom. /p

"It's about my younger brother, how can I calm down." Ding Qianlie made no secret of the worry on his face. /p

The old nun proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, the way of heaven is reincarnated, and everyone has his own destiny." /p

"I don't accept my fate!" Qian Lie's eyes were as iron as steel, and his snowy skin against the plain clothes, showing a rebellious look. /p

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