"We can't afford to offend the Guoshifu, but can we still afford to offend that Ding Ning?"

The eyes of the woman in red showed unforgettable hatred: "Didn't he humiliate you? Before he died, you had to humiliate him properly to relieve the hatred in my heart."

"That's...okay!"

Feng Ni'er felt a chill in her heart. She was about to refuse, but she immediately changed her mind when she saw the murderous eyes of the woman in red. She knew that the fifth aunt had been blinded by hatred and could not listen to anything she said.

All we can do is agree to it first, and then adapt accordingly.

It was getting dark, and Ding Ning walked out of the hotel slowly and continued to implement the plan of luring the snake out of its hole.

But as soon as he left the hotel, Ding Ning's face became strange. The lights in front of the hotel were brightly lit, and it was like going to a market. They were all "vendors". There were hundreds of people selling candied haws, sesame seed cakes, fried dough sticks, etc.

The bun seller, the tofu bread seller, the stinky tofu seller... made him mistakenly think that he was in a snack street in China.

Ding Ning frowned slightly, feeling that something was unexpected. Although everyone here was pretending to be very good, they could not hide the strong evil aura on their bodies that had experienced many battles. They were definitely not local gangsters in Myanmar.

The aura that the members can possess, not to mention, have you ever seen a blond white man selling stinky tofu at a stall? This disguise is too clumsy.

It was a bit interesting. Ding Ning raised the corner of his mouth slightly and walked through these vendors with great interest. He also tasted while shopping with great interest. It was hard for these guys. He could get so many domestic snacks in such a short time. It was really cool.

It's not easy.

On the roof of the building opposite the hotel, a tall, muscular black man was lying on the ground, chewing gum, observing Ding Ning condescendingly through the scope of a sniper rifle, with a ferocious smile on his lips, and whispered into the headset

Said in English: "These idiots are just arresting someone, but they actually come up with so many boring things. The target person seems to be an idiot too, and he has no doubt that he is still in the mood to hang around there."

"Peter, don't be careless. We at Black Wing are bound to win this mission. Be careful not to capsize in the gutter."

A rich male voice came from the headset.

"Captain Maltai, you are overthinking. The target person is just an ordinary person. He doesn't even have a basic sense of vigilance. Our enemies are just those three low-class mercenary groups."

Peter muttered disapprovingly: "With me here, whoever dares to touch the target person must bear my wrath."

"Peter, I'm warning you, don't be careless. Those three mercenary groups are not unscrupulous guys. They are the 12th, 15th and 17th mercenary groups, and they still have some fighting ability."

Martel's words were serious, but everyone could hear the relaxation in his tone. It was obvious that he didn't really think that the three mercenary groups could pose a threat to them, but was just being cautious out of habit.

Peter smiled and curled his lips: "Got it, I'll be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt wind blowing in the back of his head, and Peter's ghost came out. Out of an instinctive reaction to the crisis, he rolled on the spot without hesitation, wanting to get away from the opponent's attack, and immediately issued a warning.

"Eh!"

But as a surprised scream came to his ears, and a figure flashed past like a gust of wind, Peter felt a pain in the back of his head, and he fainted before he even had time to warn the headset.

"My vigilance is quite high, but my skills are a bit lacking!"

A man with oil paint on his face and dressed in black picked up Peter's sniper rifle, took his place on the sniper point, and whispered into the headset: "Sniper position No. 3 has been cleared and is on standby!"

"Sniper position No. 4 has been cleared and is on standby!"

"Sniper position No. 7 has been cleared and is on standby!"

"Sniper position No. 9 has been cleared and is on standby!"

"Sniper position No. 13 has been cleared and is on standby!"

"Sniper position No. 19 has been cleared and is on standby!"

…

As the reports came from the headset one after another, Ding Ning's lips curled up with a faint smile, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. All the snipers that could pose a threat to him had been eliminated quietly. Lu Zhan and the others had a beautiful fight.

In counter-sniper warfare, these guys pretending to be traders pose no threat to him.

He was very curious about who sent these guys, and they actually deployed such a formation, with nineteen snipers ambushing them. It was really a massive move.

The performance of Land Warfare and others has ended, and now it is time for his own performance. He does not believe that the Burmese military will not notice so many people sneaked into it. It seems that these guys want to see how good they are.

ah!

That's right, since it wants to invest in Myanmar, the Myanmar government must weigh its own weight.

How did he know that the Burmese government really didn't have this idea? At this time, they were anxiously convening an emergency meeting to discuss how to deal with the large-scale invasion by the Shan State Army. A large number of troops were deployed on the border, and they had no time to take care of this.

Hundreds of mercenaries.

"What kind of bullshit candied haws are you selling? It's not authentic at all. Please give me your money back!"

The mercenary disguised as selling candied haws looked at Ding Ning, who was filled with indignation and wanted to refund the money, with a confused expression on his face. He felt aggrieved in his heart. You have eaten so many unauthentic snacks. Why do you want to ask me to refund the money? It's so bullying.

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"Did you hear that? It's not delicious, it's not authentic, it's not the taste I remember, I want my money back!"

Ding Ning looked at the dull-faced mercenary righteously and shouted impatiently.

"Why, my candied haws on a stick is very authentic. This is a craft passed down from my ancestors."

The mercenary was very angry. You can insult my personality, but you can't insult my craftsmanship. My family has the ancestral craft of making candied haws.

"Hmph! If you don't retreat, I will beat you to retreat!"

Ding Ning smiled brightly, and when the mercenary was caught off guard, he pierced the throat of the mercenary who was inexplicably grieving and angry with the bamboo stick of the candied haws.

"Well!"

The mercenary groaned and grabbed the bamboo stick with both hands. His eyes protruded outward, showing disbelief. Didn't the intelligence say that the target person was an ordinary person? How could he be killed with a bamboo stick?

Own.

But he would never know the answer again. With a "pop", the body fell to the ground.

No one screamed for murder, and no one showed any signs of panic. They were mercenaries and had long been used to life and death. Since the target person had already taken action, there was nothing to hide. Now it was up to him to catch him.

The goal was finally accomplished.

Ding Ning's muscles all over his body were tense and he was ready for battle. He looked at the hundreds of mercenaries surrounding him, with a solemn look on his face. As the saying goes, ants kill an elephant, but these mercenaries are not ordinary.

Hundreds of mercenaries swarmed over him, which was enough for him to drink a pot.

But what happened next made him so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

"Go away, he belongs to our wild wolf."

"Fuck you, he is our target!"

"Get out of the way. This man is the mission target of our God's Armed Forces. Get out of the way wisely."

"God's weapons are so amazing. Anyone who fights against our Black Wings is our enemy."

"Wild Wolf and Ben Lei, how about we join forces to kill Black Wing first."

"Okay, I've long disliked Black Wing's people, buddy, beat them up."

…

Therefore, before Ding Ning had time to take action, the four mercenary groups started fighting on their own, and a street melee that could be called a violent classic was staged. It was as lively as it was lively.

Ding Ning was dumbfounded as he watched the melee of hundreds of people. He had to say that Black Wings could become the fifth-ranked mercenary group in the world because of its two skills. Whether it was individual combat capabilities or group fights, even if

Therefore, one against three, they did not lose at all, and the battle situation fell into a stalemate.

Ding Ning dodged again and again, not because he was being attacked, but because these guys were really unscrupulous in fighting, like local gangsters, doing whatever they wanted. Suddenly, pots and pans were flying everywhere, and tables, chairs and benches were used as weapons.

Especially the oil pan used for frying stinky tofu, it was a hugely destructive weapon. It screamed when it touched it, and screamed when it was next to it. The hot oil pan was thrown out, and at least seven or eight people were burned. The pain made them howl like ghosts.

"Master, what kind of rhythm is this? Aren't they here to deal with you?"

Xiahou's confused voice came from the headset.

Ding Ning dodged those non-lethal "hidden weapons" and said with a wry smile: "I didn't know where they were singing from, why did I start doing it first?"

"It seems that the boss is being treated as a lamb to be slaughtered. They are planning to decide the outcome first and then decide the fate of the boss!"

Lu Zhan said with a gloating voice.

"Yes, the boss was ignored magnificently. Why do I feel like a pack of wolves fighting for the right to spouse."

Cheng Hu couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth, so Ding Ning's face darkened and he cursed angrily: "Get out of here!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone was laughing and laughing. They thought it was a close fight, but they didn't expect it to turn into such a farce.

"It's strange that there is such a big commotion here, but there is no response from the Myanmar government. This is the capital. It's not normal, it's very abnormal!"

Xia Hou said somewhat incredulously.

"Yeah, I also think it's a little abnormal. The Myanmar military has been through many battles. Isn't this kind of behavior too abnormal?"

After the laughter, Lu Zhan also turned serious, feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart.

"Be careful with the ship that sails ten thousand years, everyone, please be careful!"

Ding Ning also felt that something was wrong. If hundreds of people were fighting in the streets in Yanjing, the police would have been dispatched long ago. Although Myanmar was in chaos, it was not so chaotic that there would be a melee in the capital, and there would not even be a person in charge.

How did they know that it was not that there was no one in Myanmar to take care of them, but that the four major mercenary groups specially organized manpower to intercept Myanmar police personnel. The same street melee as now was being staged at the entrance of all major police stations. Where were those ordinary policemen?

They are the opponents of the mercenaries. Even major police stations are controlled by the mercenaries.

In the eyes of the four major mercenary groups who have experienced hundreds of battles, the Burmese police are nothing. The target of the mission is a helpless little doctor. Their enemies are just each other. They control all the major mercenary groups.

The police station only needs to wait and see who among its men can win before the final battle mode can begin.

Although the Black Wings Mercenary Group was the strongest, after all, the three major mercenary groups had a large number of people, so they gradually fell into a disadvantage, and soon began to experience attrition.

Seeing that the Black Wings were weak, the three major mercenary groups who had worked together started to think carefully again. As a mercenary from the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group sneak attacked the mercenaries of God's Armed Forces, the three major mercenary groups that had temporarily formed an alliance instantly

They broke up and fought together.

The Black Wing mercenaries, who had been defeated and demoralized, became energetic and started to counterattack again. However, I don’t know if they had an agreement or some kind of tacit understanding between them, so as to avoid provoking the Burmese military. So far,
Chapter completed!