Chapter 1511 (1/2)

”Kill!”

Dia, with a sullen face, let out a loud drink.

With a strange smile, John greeted the God of wealth with a bowl like fist.

When he stole the wolf corpse before, he thought Ding Ning was very powerful, so he set up a circle and fried him with explosives. Unexpectedly, he didn't die. He was not stupid. Of course, he was looking for a soft persimmon to pinch.

”Come on!”

The God of wealth shouted loudly and stood up to meet him. They fought together in a crackling battle, even with equal strength.

Ding Ning saw that although John was tall and powerful, his fist was sharp and his combat effectiveness was quite good, but he couldn't be the God of wealth in a short time. He immediately put down his heart. Without waiting for the crowd to gather around, he took the initiative to rush up and punch a white man who rushed up and beat him upside down.

”Fark!”

To Ding Ning's surprise, the white man didn't lose his combat effectiveness after hitting the wall. He got up as if nothing had happened. His eyes glittered with fierce light. He rushed over and roared at him.

”Eh, I'm quite capable of fighting. I'd like to see how many punches you can get from me.”

Ding Ning said with great interest, waved his fist and dodged, and the white man flew out again.

But as a result, he was surprised again. Just now he used only one force, and this time he used two force. A human shaped pit was hit on the wall. The white man quickly got up as if nothing had happened. His eyes were filled with anger and rushed at him angrily.

While the others were busy holding their arms and sneering at the corners of their mouths. They looked like watching a good play. They didn't seem to worry about the white man at all.

Ding Ning's heart sank. Instead of worrying about losing the enemy, it was a matter of minutes to clean up these people.

But he thought that this was just a base of the divine origin organization in China. Ordinary soldiers had such strength. Apart from anything else, their resistance ability alone was comparable to that of the strong in Zhenwu. How powerful should the advanced soldiers be? Thinking carefully, I'm afraid that the strength of the divine descent organization is too photographed?

”Damn it, boy, you annoyed me. Go to hell.”

When the white man was beaten by Ding Ning like a fly for the third time, he was finally completely angered, roared and tore up his coat, and his not so tall figure changed dramatically.

The clear muscles began to expand crazily. When they turned around, they became comparable to the world bodybuilding champion. Their head jumped directly from about 1.75 meters to more than two meters high. Their face was twisted. Two tusks grew from the corners of their mouth. They roared and beat their chest twice. Their eyes flashed red light and rushed towards Ding Ning like a human tank.

”Oh, Jimmy has finally turned into King Kong. The Chinese boy is dead.”

A soldier with brown hair and blue eyes chewed gum and made a casual judgment.

”Oh, what a pity. The Chinese boy is still handsome. In fact, I don't mind shooting with him.”

The Indian woman with a small whip on her head whistled frivolously and joked in a relaxed tone.

”Emma, you don't have much taste. How handsome the Chinese boy is, but he can't meet you. If you want to be comfortable, come to me. I'm a human cannon to ensure that you want to die and live.”

A black soldier grinned at the Indian woman, showing his big white teeth and making an obscene waist lift.

”How do you know I'm useless? I'm a super human cannon.”

Ding Ning was unconvinced. Although the Indian woman's skin was black like carbon and her lips were thick, it was related to the dignity of men. This must be unbearable. She slapped the white man who turned into King Kong back and embedded it in the wall

He couldn't pull it off the wall and muttered unconvinced.

”Oh, buy GA, what a strong Chinese man. I like it. Hey, handsome boy, let me identify your super human cannon.”

The Indian woman's eyes twinkled with small stars, smiled and rushed at Ding Ning like a flower maniac.

”But I'm not interested in you, ugly woman.”

Ding Ning kicked out impolitely. Although the Indian woman looked like a flower maniac, in fact, the attack was not simple. It implied a tiger attack, which was more threatening than the attack of the white man who had no skills and relied on brute force.

”I really don't know the handsome guy who cherishes beauty.”

When dingning was about to kick her, the Indian woman twisted strangely and appeared behind dingning like a ghost.

At the angle that Ding Ning couldn't see, her arms suddenly gave birth to thick hair, the tip of her fingers turned into beast like claws, emitting a dark cold awn, the bottom of her eyes twinkled with a vicious color, and she grabbed Ding Ning's neck with a light smile.