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Chapter 1168 Who else wants to take me on the road?

Chen Ning turned around, looked at the rest of the people in the King of Hell Palace with cold eyes, and said indifferently: "Who else wants to send me on the way?"

thump!

Plop...

Wherever Chen Ning's eyes went, whether it was the only few remaining Yan Luo or the elite subordinates of the King of Hell Palace, they were so scared that they couldn't help but kneel down.

Tiance, the owner of the Hall of Hell, was killed by Chen Ning with one punch. These guys did not have the courage to fight Chen Ning!

And even if it is a battle, who can resist Chen Ning's punch?

In a moment, the most powerful mercenary organization in China and the Hall of Hell, known as the most powerful mercenary in Asia, all knelt in front of Chen Ning.

"Mr. Chen, we were wrong!"

"Yes, please let us go, Mr. Chen!"

"Mr. Chen, we are willing to accept any punishment, just to save our lives."

Mercenaries are called slaves of money and lackeys of war.

They do things for money, and wherever there is war, they are active.

Compared with soldiers, they have no such belief as soldiers. So when faced with a terrifying and invincible powerful king like Chen Ning, they would kneel down and beg for mercy without hesitation.

Chen Ning shook his head: "Those who work hard for money are indeed completely different from the soldiers who sacrifice their lives for the country, and it is much worse."

Dian Chu next to him said: "How can mercenaries be compared with our soldiers? You are too proud of them."

After Dian Chu said that, he asked again: "Young Master, have you decided to deal with these guys like this?"

Chen Ning looked at the few Yama kneeling in front of him, as well as a group of members of the Yama Palace.

He said coldly: "I can be accused tonight because you are accomplices and don't care about you, but your Hall of Hell must be disbanded on the spot."

"From then on, China will no longer have a mercenary organization, the King of Hell, otherwise, the consequences will be borne by one."

The few remaining Yama and a group of members of the King of Hell Hall heard this and kowtowed and thanked them one after another: "Yes, yes, thank you Mr. Chen for mercy..."

soon!

The people from the Hall of Hell fled in a panic with the bodies of Ye Jiandong and others.

After everyone disappeared, only Chen Ning, Dian Chu and the Eight Tiger Guards were left at the scene.

Chen Ning looked at a tree in the flower bed on the roadside and said coldly: "When will you hide until?"

Qin Fenghuang, who had been hiding behind the tree, knew that her whereabouts had been exposed when she heard this. She walked out of the tree with a smirk on her face and smiled awkwardly: "Haha, Mr. Chen!"

Chen Ning's mouth raised slightly!

You should know that since Qin Fenghuang first saw him, she looked at him with an undisguised contempt.

Now, she actually used the honorific title to him.

Chen Ning seemed to smile: "Why are you following me?"

Qin Fenghuang was a little embarrassed and said hesitantly with a red face: "I heard you call on the balcony, and it seemed to mention the Hall of Hell. I think something might happen to you, so I followed you out secretly."

Chen Ning chuckled: "Then I want to thank you for your concern!"

After Chen Ning finished speaking, he ignored her. Dian Chu and Bahu Guards acted freely, and then he turned around and walked towards Jiangbin Community and went home.

Chen Ning ignored Qin Fenghuang. Qin Fenghuang had become very curious about Chen Ning and had become very interested.

She quickly followed up and asked curiously: "Mr. Chen, who are you?"

"Your men are so powerful when reaching out, they are better than my instructors in the special forces."

"Not to mention, you killed the owner of the Hall of Hell with one punch. It's so awesome."

"With your ability, you must not be an ordinary person, right? Why are you willing to stay at Miss Song's house for a soft meal? Can you tell me?"

Chen Ning looked at Qin Fenghuang: "I used to know an old monk from Shaolin Temple. He lived to be over 100 years old before he died..."

Qin Fenghuang's eyes lit up and she couldn't help asking: "So, did you learn this skill from that master of Shaolin Temple?"

Chen Ning shook his head: "No!"
Chapter completed!
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