But as long as there is a person who understands the murderous aura hidden in the shadows, he will understand that as long as any living person appears in front of this man now, the man will not hesitate to pull his trigger.

Then, Zhang Ning wandered around like a mischievous demon, Zhang Ning picked and chose to find the strong man he saw, and said the same thing as the man with the turban just now. The death of the strong man just now was like a beacon fire, which made everyone present feel nervous.

After looking for dozens of people, Zhang Ning found that there was finally no strong person who could make him look good, and he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, but in Zhang Ning's eyes, an unpleasant cold light quickly flashed, and the speed was so fast that it disappeared in an instant.

"Puppet, hurry up and give me this wall to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu, I want to get out of here quickly, don't be lazy for me. ”

The man cursed there in an unknown language, but it could be seen that his expression was very eager, he had just witnessed the tragic death of the strong man, and the vicious curse before his death made him even more frightened, for fear that he would be the next person to die like this.

"Hey, buddy, what's the matter, look at you so eagerly. ”

Just when he was in a hurry to run away and break the barrier in front of him, the voice that made him feel like a nightmare in the middle of the night rang in his ears, and he couldn't help but jump up and retreat backwards.

Seeing this reflection, Zhang Ning couldn't help but be a little surprised, the man in front of him looked a bit like the demeanor of the desert country. Coupled with that obvious beard, it is even easier to know that this man is one of the rich boys on the other side of the desert country.

Although Zhang Ning knew that the formula in his hand was very tempting, he couldn't imagine that he would actually fish out these very rich people, which really made Zhang Ning speechless for a while.

What are these people being sent to do? If we talk about personal strength, I am afraid that their combat strength will not be able to enter the top 10 in the world, so they still want to do it to themselves, is it possible that they still want to buy themselves?

But although Zhang Ning is short of money now, he doesn't have to humiliate himself with this method of thinking he is cheap, not to mention that even the Chinese government did not sell it directly to them, so it is conceivable that the value of this formula is definitely not described by ordinary money.

And the country's specialty is just some oil, in Zhang Ning's cognition, isn't oil a major culprit in polluting the environment?

Think of the clean air. Isn't it the fault of this kind of thing that it smells bad under the exhaust fumes of the car?

"How much?" I only heard the man suddenly call out in Chinese Chinese.

“?”

This tiger-headed question made Zhang Ningwei question, but he quickly understood what the man was talking about, and then put a contemptuous smile on his mouth.

But it's a pity that this man can't see Zhang Ning's expression, otherwise he would have done it now, and under the shroud of blood armor, Zhang Ning also shook his head indifferently there.

"Can't we have a good talk? Maybe you think I'll only give you a few millions, but I can tell you the truth, for the sake of my life, I can give you hundreds of millions, no problem, don't you want to be impressed? You know, a few hundred million, you can completely cultivate a few of your innate powerhouses. ”

The desert man seems to be trying to save his life.

But seeing this, Zhang Ning's eyes became even more indifferent, remembering the days when he couldn't eat and wear, and a hatred of the rich grew in his heart.

So Zhang Ning planned to end the life of the man in front of him casually.

Seeing Zhang Ning's behavior, the man finally understood that Zhang Ning couldn't talk about it at all, and his eyes revealed an unprecedented murderous call.

"Die, Sand Buried!"

Zhang Ning couldn't understand this speech at all, but he could understand the meaning of the language. Zhang Ning couldn't help but stare at it, but he hadn't reacted yet. The ground where he was standing suddenly collapsed.

The loose sand enveloped his whole body, and finally turned into a round ball, tightly binding Zhang Ning inside.

"Haha, I should have wanted to talk to you about it, but you don't know the importance of cooperation so much, then I'll die for Lao Tzu.

I really thought I was afraid that you wouldn't make it, but I just didn't want to make a move. A master like me, how many opponents are there in this world, I originally wanted to spare your life, since you have forced me to this one, then you go to hell to hell. ”

Seeing that his one-time attack was so effective, the man couldn't help but laugh wildly, his eyes flashing with smugness, he was still distressed just now and couldn't break the barrier in front of him, and he felt uneasy.

But I didn't expect that Zhang Ning was just a paper tiger who looked strong on the outside, and he couldn't get out at all because he was locked up in one of his moves so simply, so you can imagine how strong Zhang Ning's strength is, and how happy he is in his heart now.

"Oh, do your abilities have anything to do with the earth? But that puppet of yours looks like a product of alchemy. ”

But a voice that was so indifferent that there was almost no emotional fluctuation sounded in front of his eyes, which couldn't help but make his body stiffen, and he saw that the brown and yellow sand balls were gradually soaked in blood at this time, and finally suddenly burst open and scattered in all directions.

"You, you..."

The man was actually frightened and sat on the ground, tremblingly raised his finger and pointed at Zhang Ning in disbelief.

His "kill and burial" itself is a move that relies on the tightness of the sand to cover the opponent until he suffocates to death. It's like suddenly putting a creature into a vacuum.

And this trick actually has another application, that is, to completely bury the enemy deep underground, and it is completely impossible to get out. But in a moment of rampant carelessness, he actually forgot about the next performance, allowing Zhang Ning to soak the tight sand with the blood in his body, making the structure of the sand loose, and thus escaping.

However, because of this, Zhang Ning's originally thick blood armor has also become a lot thinner.

"Gollum..."

I saw that the blood-colored blood gradually separated from the sand and wrapped around Zhang Ning's blood armor.

"Do rich countries tend to degenerate? Heaven and earth are about to be in turmoil, and I really don't know how your country can survive. ”

It seemed to be asking himself, and he seemed to be telling the man in front of him something, but then he shook his head indifferently and stretched out a hand.

"Blood Fighting Method, Five Styles, Blood Bondage!"