The Magnificent God of War

"he came."

Bao Rongdong panted, feeling a little tired.

He just heard that Jiang Ning was fighting with the Lord, and the movement alone was not what he could imagine.

The strength of the two people is really too strong!

Originally, he thought that he had a battle with the Lord, but now it seems that the reason why the Lord didn't come to kill him was just because he was afraid of the blue door behind him.

Now Qingmen is destroyed by Jiangning...

Bao Rongdong could hear that, outside the door, in the hall, those people like Zhang Tiankai were coming, and these idiots took the initiative to send them to the door, so that Jiang Ning could take them!

"Lord..."

"Ran away."

Jiang Ning snorted.

"Guru—"

Bao Rongdong's throat closed and his servant zero Yiwu closed and slid, his pale face flashed with disbelief.

How could a person like the Lord escape?

Was beaten by Jiang Ning and escaped?

So how strong is Jiangning?

"Who the **** is he."

Jiang Ning stared at Bao Rongdong, "I think you should know."

"Yes, I know."

Bao Rongdong closed his eyes so that he would not be so tired, "It's just that I dare not say."

"Don't tell me when I'm dying?"

Jiangning Road.

"I can't say when I'm dying."

Bao Rongdong smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that I would fall into this field. I am afraid that since 20 years ago, I was forced to come overseas by the master to search for boxing scores for him, and I was doomed to die."

"It's just... I didn't expect it to be this way of death."

He has been guarding against others all his life, whether it's guarding against the ridiculousness, or the other two guards, or even everyone in the blue gate.

But in the end, he still miscalculated.

I am afraid that there is no one around me who can really trust me. They have long been infiltrated by the Lord.

"I know you want to know who he is and why you are looking for boxing scores,"

Bao Rongdong opened his eyes again and looked at Jiang Ning, "I advise you... or give up."

"You are very strong, maybe even stronger than the master, but it's useless... you can't offend him, and you can't beat him."

He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

There was a sense of powerlessness and despair on his face, and he muttered to himself: "No one can fight them, no one..."

Jiang Ning stepped forward and slapped Bao Rongdong's face!

"Who said no?"

"You are afraid of death, but I am not afraid of it!"

Bao Rongdong looked at Jiang Ning, his lips trembling.

He suddenly widened his eyes and roared: "They are a family of martial arts! They are a family of martial arts! No one dare to provoke them! Do you understand!"

"Do you know that even the hidden door is just their toy, do you understand?"

Bao Rongdong roared like a lunatic.

After shouting frantically, he coughed violently, spurting blood from his mouth and gasping for breath.

"Aristocratic family?"

Jiang Ning frowned. He hadn't heard of it before, never.

The domestic arena circles, even the old ones like Tan Xing, have never said these two words.

"Ahem..."

Bao Rongdong coughed violently, and the blood spewed out more and more, and the whole person almost shrank and fell straight down.

"Patriarch! Patriarch!"

The butler yelled in a panic.

Jiang Ning took a look and knew that Bao Rongdong was bound to die, and the gods were also weak.

He didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

The hall has become a Shura field!

Zhang Tiankai and the others, knelt there, eyes full of fear, where there was still the arrogance and domineering when he first came in.

Jiang Ning didn't even look at them, never put them in his eyes.

"Qingmen, it doesn't exist anymore."

After saying this, Jiang Ning left, Zhang Tiankai and others, shivering...

"Spare! Forgive! Please, forgive us!"