The two people who were tied up by Aning in sacks were both smart people. When Hu Ming's footsteps gradually approached, both of them panicked.
"You really called that guy Hu Ming over, right?"
"I remember, there was a lot of grudge between that guy and you, right? Why didn't Mao take the opportunity to kill that guy?"
"You have to think clearly, woman, that guy is not a cheap guy! If you let him go now that you have this opportunity, your mission will definitely be ruined!"
Rough and arrogant sounds that were obviously suppressed came out of the two people's mouths like a string of words.
Obviously, the two of them had some unspeakable secret and did not want to reveal their true identities in front of Hu Ming.
Simply, the two of them wanted to encourage Aning to kill Hu Ming right here.
You could tell from the footsteps that there was only one person coming.
"Shut up! Are you talking too much? Are you teaching us how to do things?"
The big white man who was escorting the two men unceremoniously placed himself behind their backs, forcing them to get closer to Hu Ming, who had just arrived.
Some of the people An Ning brought this time could be considered Hu Ming's old acquaintances, and they all had a relationship.
Although Hu Ming deceived them last time, compared with these two guys with unknown origins, he was much more friendly.
Having said that.
But when Hu Ming arrived, everyone subconsciously raised their weapons and looked at Hu Ming warily.
A few people reflexively looked around vigilantly, fearing that under Hu Ming's order, hundreds of thousands of soldiers would... cough cough, countless swordsmen and axe-hands sprang out from the jungle.
They have suffered this kind of loss once.
Hu Ming didn't care at all about the vigilance of these crooked men. He regarded the dozens of guns around him as nothing and walked towards the two of them calmly.
"Hu Ming..."
Seeing this, Aning was not angry, and did not care about Hu Ming's thoughtless behavior of ignoring her. He waved his hand and signaled his men to put down their guns.
"...Let me take a good look at these two bastards!"
Under close observation, Hu Ming had already discovered some clues and roughly guessed the identities of these two guys, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a weird arc.
"Okay, whatever you want!"
Aning shrugged his shoulders and didn't care. Instead, he generously moved out of the way, and at the same time motioned to his men to let go of the two men, gloating and waiting to see Hu Ming's good show.
With so many people surrounding him, and with the presence of an unfathomable guy like Hu Ming, if these two guys could still be allowed to run away, then Aning would really have nothing to say.
"...Hu Ming! Maybe you don't know me, but I know you very well!"
"I know your every move, your living habits, and perhaps the little movements you haven't noticed yourself better than you!"
"Trust me! You will never want to know who I am!"
The voice of one of the hooded men finally sounded a little panicked.
"I do not know you?"
"If my guess is correct, you bastard, your surname is Zhang, right? Are you from the Zhang family branch of Hong Kong Province?"
Hearing this, Hu Ming became more and more certain of his guess, grinned, and silently drew out the sword.
"How could you possibly know!??"
Sure enough, as soon as Hu Ming finished speaking, the guy's expression suddenly changed.
Their identities are the top secrets among top secrets. How could Hu Ming know about them?
"Hu Ming, I would like to remind you that this guy can..."
On the side, An Ning watched Hu Ming raise his knife and seemed to be thinking about where to cut it, and couldn't help but remind him "kindly".
"I know what you want to say."
"This guy has a face exactly like mine, right?"
The sinister smile on Hu Ming's lips became more intense. He pulled off his hood and revealed a cheek that was exactly the same as Hu Ming's!
The facial features, skin, and even hairstyle are exactly the same as Hu Ming at this time!
The face is exactly carved from the same mold as Hu Ming!
It's just that the faker's face was full of panic, which somewhat destroyed the charm of this face.
This made Hu Ming even more unhappy!
"You bastard, what I hate the most is for others to make trouble outside with my face in front of me!"
"Hong Kong Province Zhang... you are really tired of living!"
Hu Ming's face suddenly became calmer, but the coldness in his pupils became more and more piercing. Just the look in his eyes was enough to make people's hearts burst.
This was the first time Hu Ming was furious from the bottom of his heart!
The brutal murderous intent gained from countless fights mercilessly enveloped this bastard.
For a moment, the fake almost had hallucinations!
Murderous aura is something that is both mysterious and mysterious. It is something that cannot be explained clearly, but it actually exists.
In short, the murderous general can kill a coward with just one look. The records in unofficial history are really not just nonsense, they are true!
"Don't get excited, don't get excited! Hu Ming, listen to me, we don't do this intentionally to antagonize you, we do this for a reason!"
"We are just doing this to find out something, you know, patriarch..."
The counterfeit bit his tongue hard, the severe pain awakened his hazy consciousness, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat in an instant.
He knew that Hu Ming was very scary, and the old monsters in the clan kept secrets from Hu Ming. When he chose to accept this task, he was already prepared to be discovered by Hu Ming one day.
However, when that day really came, when he really faced Hu Ming's anger, the extreme fear caused an endless stream of fear to flow out of his heart.
It’s really going to kill people!
"Shut up and calm down, idiot! You have received so much training at home, and you have trained it all on dogs!?"
At this time, the hooded guy next to him spoke, giving up his lame rough voice and replacing it with his original deep voice.
"What do you know, Zhang Haike, you didn't face this guy directly, you don't know how scary this monster is!!"
The counterfeit took one look at the expressionless Hu Ming holding the blade around his neck, and his mentality immediately collapsed.
