Control The World Chapter 195

"That was close." The thin man broke out in a cold sweat. Luckily, he had a stool to support him. Otherwise, he would have crashed his head against the wall.

He immediately pointed at the fatty and cursed, "You damn fatty, you actually dared to push me. Do you not want to live anymore?"

The fat guy squeezed in and immediately started rummaging through the boxes, ignoring the thin man's words. With a bang, the skinny man kicked his butt, causing the fat guy to fall into the cupboard …

With a crashing sound, the cabinet fell down and covered the fat man. The thin man laughed.

There was only such a small area in the room, and the cabinet covered most of the ground. Ning Wufeng could only signal Long Xuan to move over to the side. The two of them carried the turtle shell and moved towards a corner of the room.

With a crashing sound, the fat guy knocked open the cabinet, stood up and swore, "You skinny boy, how dare you push me."

As he spoke, he stepped on the cabinet, wanting to catch the thin one. With a "hualala" sound, his foot sank into the cabinet. With a "peng" sound, he entered the cabinet again, trampling it to pieces.

"Haha." Long Xuan couldn't hold back his laughter either. Ning Wufeng immediately looked at him and covered his mouth.

Fortunately, the skinny man laughed even more exaggeratedly. Holding his stomach, he laughed even harder, pointing at Fatty, he shouted, "Exempt from formalities, there's no need to perform such a big one."

The fat guy was so embarrassed that his face was flushed. "I'm going to beat you to death!" he roared.

He got up and used his brute force to rush at the thin man. Then, he punched the thin man with his large bowl. The skinny man dodged the attack, turned around and kicked the fat man again.

"Pour it for me!"

With a bang, the fatty fell straight towards Long Xuan.

Long Xuan was shocked and subconsciously reached out to support the fatty. He was holding onto more than three hundred pounds.

"Yi, he didn't fall to the ground." The fat man was elated. Feeling embarrassed, he rushed towards the thin man with an angry roar. As if a fierce tiger was coming down the mountain, he embraced the thin man and threw him onto the ground with a loud thud.

"Aiyo." The thin man grimaced in pain.

The fatty suddenly jumped up and sat on his body. The skinny man's face changed drastically as he hastily rolled towards the wall.

However, he had rolled less than two feet and could not get through. However, he had barely managed to avoid the fatty's butt.

Ning Wufeng's expression changed. The thin man just happened to be blocked by the turtle shell that was lying on the ground. Although the Spiritual Concealment Formation could prevent them from being discovered, it could not allow them to disappear into thin air.

The two carefully carried Gui Zheng over, but the skinny man already sensed that something was wrong.

The fatty growled angrily, but was stopped by the thin man. The thin man mysteriously pointed to the corner of the room, right in the direction of Ning Wufeng and his men.

"Fatty, stop messing around." The thin man's face revealed a cautious expression, while the fatty had a confused expression.

"Kid, what are you doing?" The fat man pushed him aside and followed the thin man's gaze.

"What's so good about a bare wall?" He looked puzzled.

The skinny man's expression was heavy, his eyeballs turned, and with a bang, he kicked the fatty to the side of Ning Wufeng's group. Seeing that the fatty was about to be pushed to Gui Zheng, Ning Wufeng extended his hand to support him.

At this point, if he wanted to hide, he couldn't.

"F * ck, you brat, you dare to lie to me." The fatty roared angrily, thinking that he had been tricked by the thin man again.

At this moment, the thin person hysterically shouted, "Fatty, why do you think you're floating in the air?"

When the fatty heard what he said, the anger in his head was extinguished as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him. His entire body shivered as he muttered, "Skinny, don't scare me."

Before he could finish his words, Ning Wufeng walked out from behind him and slapped his neck, fainting on the spot.

"Who are you?" The thin man turned pale with fright.

Ten thousand miles!

Ning Wufeng's body moved, tearing his wounds open, his face turning pale. The thin man cried out loudly as he was struck unconscious by his palm.

However, the bandits outside the door had already heard the commotion.

"Who are you?" Someone pointed at Ning Wufeng and screamed, startling the one-eyed eagle.

Ning Wufeng signaled Long Xuan and the others not to move and walked out alone.

The one-eyed eagle walked towards them in large strides, and when it saw Ning Wufeng, it couldn't help sneering, "You're just a little kid, and you're already scared like this?"

The bandit at the side whispered, "Boss, skinny left hand was beaten unconscious by this kid."

The one-eyed eagle laughed and scolded, "Those two useless things only know how to drink from me for free. They have no use at all."

He glared at Ning Wufeng and growled, "Brat, you have guts to dare touch Master Ying's men. I wonder if I have covered this entire area of Dark Water Bay? "

His face immediately darkened, and his aura became extremely terrifying. The shifty-eyed man at the side was trembling in fear as he glanced at the one-eyed eagle in fear.

Quick Leg was someone who ate information in this area of Wu Shui Bay, so he asked around everywhere and then sold information. He knew what the one-eyed eagle was up to.

This guy had roamed the East China Sea at the age of fourteen, killing people without a care in the world. From being a nameless thug, he had roamed the world all the way to becoming the leader.

There were at least eight hundred people who had died at his hands over the years.

The thousands of fishermen on this island were all taken away by the Hungry Shark. When the other pirate groups heard the Hungry Shark's name, they fled like the wind. Only he dared to come here to eat the Hungry Shark's leftovers.

"I don't have time to play with you guys. I'm telling you, don't provoke me." Ning Wufeng said coldly, exuding a sharp aura.

The one-eyed eagle's nose twitched as he revealed a cold smile. He pointed at Ning Wufeng and laughed, "What the hell are you, you actually dare to talk to me like that."

Quick Leg's expression changed as he hurriedly ran to the side, distancing himself from the Solitary Falcon. He knew that every time the Solitary Falcon twitched its nose, it was about to kill someone.

Meanwhile, Gui Zheng and Long Xuan, who were hiding in their wooden hut, looked worriedly at Ning Wufeng.

"Crown Prince, why would the Holy Envoy anger him? This situation is very disadvantageous for him. " As he spoke, he couldn't help but hurt his wound. He covered his mouth and his body began to tremble violently.

Long Xuan looked at Ning Wufeng and lightly sucked in a breath of cold air. "He's stalling for time for us."

"Delaying for time and angering the One-Eyed Eagle?" said Turtle in a low voice.

"This is his pride."

Long Xuan could see that although Ning Wufeng treated others amiably, he was prideful to the bones. He didn't want to curry favor with others by standing upright. This was his way of life!

He took a deep breath.

Ning Wufeng lightly stood there, looking at the one-eyed eagle and said, "I'm someone you can't afford to offend."

Even if the tiger fell to the ground, the wild dogs still wouldn't be able to bully it.

"Haha." The One-Eyed Eagle did not have the aura of a distinguished official on Ning Wufeng's body, other than the sharp eyes.

His face was suddenly cold. "Very good, boy. Dark Water Bay, you are the first youngster to dare to speak to me in such a manner, so I shall grant your wish! "

"Zhao San, Wang Liu. "Hack him to death!"

As he gave the order, the two burly men beside him walked out, exuding a fierce aura. Faster legs couldn't help but close their eyes, afraid that they would see the scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

With two bangs, the two burly men flew out and crashed into the ground. Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!

Blood dripped from Ning Wufeng's arm. The expression on his face didn't change at all.

One-eyed Eagle's face turned cold as he said coldly, "You are quite fast. I have underestimated you." However, you must have suffered some serious injuries. "

He suddenly grinned and waved his hand. "Attack! Don't kill him! Beat him mercilessly!"

With that said, all the men in the vicinity put down their swords and sabers and picked up the wooden sabre that was by their side and beckoned for Ning Wufeng to come over.

Ning Wufeng's face twitched. Previously when he was dealing with the two burly men, he had already used up all of his spiritual energy. Now that he moved, it caused his wounds to hurt and he couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air.

"Huff … Huff …"

A wooden plank was thrown towards him. Ning Wufeng flipped his hand and grabbed, slowing his movement by half a beat as well. With a "peng" sound, he was struck in the chest. He could feel a bone-piercing pain. He then took a deep breath.

With a flip of his hand, he smacked the man in the face.

With a bang, another stick came from behind, causing him to stagger and almost fall face first onto the ground.

Long Xuan and Gui Zheng clenched their fists. The usually elegant third young master couldn't help but curse, "Bastard, your father will wipe out your entire clan as well!"

When Ning Wufeng met the bandits, he gave them a meaningful glance.

If I don't die, you won't come out!

Ning Wufeng was using his life to buy time for them.

With a bang, Ning Wufeng spat out a mouthful of blood, grabbed that person's stick, broke it with a 'pa' sound, and smashed it head on towards that robber's head, leaving him dizzy.

"Haha, great. Come on."

The Secret Art of the Nine Revolutions Emperor had already tempered his skin and bones, and even though these wooden sticks couldn't injure him, he still felt a heart-wrenching pain.

On the contrary, the pain triggered Ning Wufeng's vicious nature.

"Huff … Huff …"

A stick as thick as a bucket came crashing down. Ning Wufeng grabbed onto one end of the stick, the veins on his body bulging. He lifted up the bandit on the other side and stuffed him into a room.

At the same time, he was beckoned by half a dozen wooden sticks to his arms, knees and spine. He groaned, his skin trembling uncontrollably.

The bandits did not expect Ning Wufeng to be so fierce. Fear was written all over their faces. Everyone looked at each other and rushed over.

Ning Wufeng growled in a low voice, and with a bang, he sent a person flying. Seven to eight wooden sticks smashed towards his head and back. His entire body shook violently, as though he was about to fall to the ground.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew over, and the one-eyed eagle made its move. His actions were extremely vicious as he sent a kick towards Ning Wufeng's stomach. Ning Wufeng shot out like a cannonball, a heart-wrenching pain gushing to his head.

"Stop!" Prince Long Xuan could no longer hold it in. He kicked the wooden door open and bellowed.

"So there's another person." The one-eyed eagle narrowed its eyes and said in a cold tone.

Chapter end