Chapter 845

"We can't afford to provoke the Imperial Palace, but can't we afford to provoke that Ding Ning?"

The female eyes in red showed unforgettable hatred: "didn't he humiliate you? Before he died, you humiliated him well to relieve the hatred in my heart."

"This... All right!"

Feng Ni'er felt cold in her heart and wanted to refuse, but as soon as she saw the murderous eyes of the woman in red, she immediately changed her mouth. She knew that the fifth aunt milk had been blinded by hatred and couldn't listen to anything. She had to promise first and then adapt to the situation at that time.

It was getting dark. Ding Ning walked out of the hotel slowly and continued to implement the plan of attracting snakes out of the cave.

But as soon as he got out of the hotel, Ding Ning's face became strange. The lights in front of the hotel were bright. It was like going to the market. There were hundreds of "vendors", selling sugar gourd, Shaobing, fried dough sticks, steamed stuffed buns, tofu brain and stinky tofu... He mistakenly thought he had come to a snack street in China.

Ding Ning frowned slightly and thought that things were somewhat unexpected. Although everyone here disguised well, they couldn't hide their strong evil spirit after hundreds of wars. It's definitely not the momentum that local gangsters in Myanmar can have. What's more, have you ever seen Blonde white people set up a stall to sell stinky tofu? This disguise is very clumsy.

It's interesting. Ding Ning's mouth tilted slightly and swaggered through these vendors. He was also interested in strolling and tasting. It's difficult for these guys. It's really not easy to get so many domestic snacks in such a little time.

On the roof of the building opposite the hotel, a tall, muscular black man lay on the ground, chewing gum, looked down at Ding Ning through the sight of the sniper gun, and a ferocious smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, In his headset, he whispered in English: "these fools just catch people and make so many boring things. The target character seems to be a fool. He has no doubt and is in the mood to wander there."

"Peter, don't be careless. Our black wings are bound to win this mission. Be careful not to overturn the ship in the gutter."

A thick man's voice came from the headset.

"Captain MartaI, you think too much. The target character is just an ordinary person. He doesn't even have a minimum sense of vigilance. Our enemy is just the three mercenary regiments."

Peter whispered disapprovingly, "Whoever dares to move the target character with me must bear my anger."

"Peter, I warn you not to be careless. Those three mercenary regiments are not bad guys. They are the 12th, 15th and 17th mercenary regiments. They are still a little combat effective."

MartaI's mouth was very serious, but everyone could hear the lightness in his tone. Obviously, he didn't really think that the three mercenaries could pose a threat to them, but he was habitually cautious.

Peter smiled and curled his lips. "Copy that. I'll be careful."

As soon as the voice fell, he felt the wind behind his head. Peter's ghost took a big risk. Out of his instinctive response to the crisis, he rolled on the spot without hesitation. If he wanted to escape from the other party's attack, he had to warn immediately.

"Eh!"

But there was a surprised surprise in his ear. A gust of wind flashed a figure. Peter felt a pain in the back of his brain and fainted before he could even warn in his ear.

"The vigilance is still high, but the skill is a little poor!"

A man in black with oil paint on his face picked up Peter's sniper gun, instead of lying on the sniper point, whispered in his ear: "sniper position 3 has been cleared, stand by!"

"Sniper position 4 has been cleared. Stand by!"

"Sniper position 7 has been cleared. Stand by!"

"Sniper position 9 has been cleared. Stand by!"

"Sniper position 13 has been cleared. Stand by!"

"Sniper position 19 has been cleared. Stand by!"

……

With the reports coming from the earpiece, Ding Ning's mouth stirred up a calm smile, and he was secretly relieved that the snipers who could pose a threat to him had been quietly cleared. They had a beautiful anti Sniper War in the land war. These guys pretending to be vendors could not pose a threat to him.

He was curious about who sent these guys, and even sent out such an array. Snipers alone ambushed 19. It was really a mobilization.

Their performance in the land war has ended, and now it's time for him to perform. He doesn't believe that the Burmese military will be unaware of such a large number of people sneaking into Myanmar. It seems that these guys want to see their weight!

Yes, since they want to invest in Myanmar, the Myanmar government must weigh their weight.

How did he know that the Burmese government really didn't have such a mind? At this time, they were busy convening an emergency meeting to discuss how to deal with the large-scale aggression of the Shan State Army. A large number of troops were deployed to the border line. Where did they have time to take care of the hundreds of mercenaries.

"What shit sugar gourd you sell here is not authentic at all. Refund!"

The mercenary disguised as a sugar gourd seller looked at Ding Ning, who was indignant and wanted to refund the money. He felt very wronged. You ate so many non authentic snacks. Why did you ask me to refund the money? It's too bullying.

"Did you hear that? It's not delicious and authentic. It's not the taste in my memory. I want a refund!"

Ding Ningyi looked at the dull mercenary and shouted impatiently.

"Why, my sugar gourd is very authentic. It's my ancestral craft."

The mercenary is very angry. You can insult my personality, but you can't insult my craft. My family is an ancestral craft of making sugar gourd.

"Hum! Since you don't return, I'll beat you back!"

Ding Ning smiled brightly. In the surprise of the mercenary, he stabbed the sad and angry mercenary in the throat with the bamboo stick of sugar gourd.

"Er!"

The mercenary groaned, grabbed the bamboo stick with both hands, and his eyes protruded outward, showing an unbelievable color. Didn't the intelligence say that the target person was an ordinary person? How can you kill yourself with a bamboo stick.

But he would never know the answer again. With a "poof", the body fell to the ground.

No one screamed and killed, and no one showed any panic. They are mercenaries. They have long been used to life and death. Since the target character has started, there is nothing to hide. Now it depends on who can catch the target and finally complete the task.

Ding Ning's muscles tightened and he was ready to fight. He looked at hundreds of mercenaries coming around him and showed a dignified color on his face. As the saying goes, ants kill elephants. These mercenaries are not ordinary people. Hundreds of mercenaries rushed up, which is enough for him to drink a pot.

But in the next scene, his jaw almost didn't fall off.

"Go away, he's our wolf's."

"Go to NIMA, he is our goal!"

"Get out of the way. This man is the target of our God's armed mission. Get out of the way."

"God's armed forces are so great. Whoever steals with our black wings is our enemy."

"Wild wolves and thunder runners, let's join hands to kill black wing first."

"Well, I can't stand the man with black wings for a long time, man. Beat him."

……

Therefore, before Ding Ning had time to start, the four mercenary regiments started fighting by themselves. A street scuffle called a classic of violence was staged. How lively the beeping was.

Ding Ning stared at the scuffle of hundreds of people. He had to say that Heiyi could become the fifth mercenary regiment in the world. He did have two brushes, whether it was individual combat ability or group fighting. Even if he fought one enemy against three, he did not lose the wind at all, making the war situation stuck.

Ding Ning dodged again and again. It was not that he was attacked, but that these guys were too careless in fighting. They were like local ruffians. What they handled was what they did. For a moment, pots, bowls and spoons flew all over the sky, and tables, chairs and benches were weapons.

In particular, the oil pan of fried stinky tofu is a weapon with great lethality. It howls when touched and screams next to each other. When the hot oil pan is smashed out, at least seven or eight people are scalded. They cry and howl in pain.

"Young master, what rhythm is this? Aren't they here to deal with you?"

The sound of Xia Hou's confused circle came from the headset.

While dodging those non lethal "hidden weapons", Ding Ning said with a bitter smile: "I don't know where they sing. How can I do it first."

"It seems that the boss is regarded as a lamb to be slaughtered. They are going to decide the outcome first and then decide the fate of the boss!"

The land war joked with a gloating voice.

"Yes, the boss has been gorgeous ignored. How can I feel that a group of wolves are competing for spouse rights."

Cheng Hu couldn't spit out ivory from the dog's mouth. Ding Ning turned black and scolded angrily, "roll the calf!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Everyone laughed back and forth. They thought it was a close fight, but they didn't expect it to evolve into such a farce.

"It's strange that the Burmese government has no response to such a big noise here. It's the capital. It's abnormal, very abnormal!"

Xia Hou said with some incredible.

"Yes, I also think it's abnormal. The Burmese military has been through a lot of battles. Isn't this abnormal?"

After laughing, Lu Zhan also became serious, with a faint uneasiness in his heart.

"Be careful to sail for thousands of years, everyone be careful!"

Ding Ning also felt that there was something wrong. If hundreds of people were fighting in the streets in Yanjing, the police would have called the police. Although Myanmar was chaotic, it would not be chaotic to the capital. There was no one in charge.

They didn't know that there was no one in Myanmar, but the four mercenary regiments specially organized people to intercept the police personnel in Myanmar. The same street scuffle was staged at the door of each major police station. Where the ordinary police were the opponents of the mercenaries, even the major police stations were controlled by the mercenaries.

In the eyes of the four mercenary regiments who have experienced many battles, what does the Myanmar police calculate? The task target is the little doctor who has no strength to bind the chicken. Their enemies are just each other. They control the major police stations. They only need to wait for who can win before they can start the final competition mode.

Although the black wing mercenary regiment had the strongest strength, after all, the three mercenary regiments were numerous, gradually fell into the disadvantage, and soon began to reduce staff.

Seeing that the black wing was weak, the three mercenaries who made concerted efforts thought carefully again. With a mercenary of the wolf mercenaries sneaking into the mercenaries armed by God, the three mercenaries who temporarily allied with me collapsed and scuffled together.

The black wing mercenaries, who were losing and demoralized, were in great spirits and began the counter attack again, but I don't know whether they had an agreement with each other or formed a tacit understanding for fear of provoking the military of Myanmar. So far, no one has used a gun. They all fought with the most primitive combat methods and cold weapons.