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"No one is allowed to retreat," Cao Tai said resolutely into the phone. "Without my order, no one is allowed to take a step back." Then, without waiting for an explanation, he hung up.

Cao Tai handed the phone back to Ding Ling.

"Good girl." Ding Ling smiled and accepted the phone, she placed the phone on her waist and pinched Cao Tai's face. Her other hand was still holding onto the Desert Eagle, with the muzzle of her gun pressing onto Cao Tai's head.

"Do you know who I am?" Cao Tai felt that this crazy woman might not have figured out his identity. Even her father, Ding Long, would have to be respectful towards him when he saw her.

"The eldest son of the Cao family." Ding Ling smiled and said, "We will have to rely on the Cao family in the future." She was right, if Ding Long wanted to expand his territory beyond the sea, he would have to ask for the Cao family's help.

"Heh, heh." Cao Tai's face also revealed a smile, "Since you know, you still dare to treat me like this."

"Am I not nice to you?" Ding Ling suddenly put away the Desert Eagle in her hand.

Cao Tai thought that Ding Ling was afraid of his own background, and his face slowly became arrogant again. His tone became somewhat vulgar, and his mouth also raised into a sinister smile: "Heh, if you're willing to accompany me tonight, then you'll naturally treat me well, and our Cao family will not be ashamed of your actions!" In Cao Tai's opinion, no matter how beautiful Ding Ling was, she was still the daughter of a rich and powerful family. Being able to sleep with him was Ding Ling's fortune.

The faces of all the Daoists behind Ding Ling changed, and that tall cultivator stood up and walked in front of Cao Tai.

"What are you trying to do!" Cao Tai roared at the Daoist man who was walking over. That Taoist was strong and tall, when he stood in front of Cao Tai, he was somewhat afraid.

"Broken hand, broken leg." The Daoist's voice was like the chime of a bell, causing Cao Tai's eardrums to hurt.

"Big Brother Murong," Ding Ling said to the tall and muscular Daoist, "I've said this before, he still has uses. Not only can you not kill him, you must protect him well in my place."

Hearing Ding Ling's words, Cao Tai immediately laughed. Cao Tai had a clear view of his own capabilities, but since he was born and bred to be the eldest son of the Cao family, he was used to receiving preferential treatment.

But Ding Ling's following words made Cao Tai freeze on the spot.

"However, I really hate the look in his eyes," Ding Ling said to the Daoist who was addressed as "Big Brother Murong". "Dig out his eyeballs.

"Crazy, you're crazy!" Cao Tai suddenly shouted to Ding Ling, "Men, quick, men, people, protect me!"

"But —" Before Cao Tai could finish his words, his mouth was covered by the Taoist Murong. His palm was much wider than an ordinary person's. It effortlessly grabbed Cao Tai's face and lifted up Cao Tai's body.

Taoist Murong pressed his finger against Cao Tai's eyeball.

He covered Cao Tai's face, unable to speak. He could only struggle continuously, his body floating in the air, continuously hitting Taoist Murong with his fists and kicks, strangling Taoist Murong's arm. However, this did not cause Taoist Murong to waver in the slightest. In fact, it even caused his eyes to flicker with a look of excitement.

In fact, in a sense, Cao Tai and Taoist Murong were the same type of people. Cao Tai liked to abuse women, finding joy in their screams of agony. Taoist Murong also liked to torture his prey. If Cao Tai did not resist at all and only took the lead to kill, he would have felt that it was meaningless. Now, with Cao Tai's painful screams, the strength of his palm gradually increased.

"Don't accidentally squash him." Ding Ling reminded him from behind.

Taoist Murong nodded his head, the strength in his palm becoming slightly lighter.

When Taoist Qu saw this scene, he couldn't help but be shocked. He knew that Taoist Murong was an absolute madman, yet Ding Ling was still able to continue to order him around even after his mind had entered an excited state. This was truly unbelievable. Taoist Qu had heard of the legends of the Taoist Murong. When he was cultivating at the Wu Tai Mountain, he killed his own master because he found out that the Taoist Murong killed a villager. After that, he became a fugitive and was cursed by his master before he died.

Taoist Murong's fingers gradually increased in strength. Cao Tai tightly shut his eyes, but he could still feel a pressure shooting out from his eyelids towards his eyeballs.

Pain, fear, negative emotions filled Cao Tai's mind. He fought frantically, and at the same time, a stench came from his lower body.

Cao Tai broke down.

Ding Ling covered his nose and mouth, frowned in disgust, and then said to Taoist Murong: "This person is really useless, quickly take him away."

The Taoist Murong nodded again. His fingers suddenly exerted force and stabbed into Cao Tai's eye sockets.

The intense pain poured in, Cao Tai's nose and mouth were covered by Taoist Murong's palm, his breathing became ragged, and he fainted. But Taoist Murong's two fingers were still in his eye sockets, after a few seconds, he pulled out the two eyeballs that were messed up. The back of the eyeball was still connected to the flesh and blood, so with a little more strength from Taoist Murong's finger, Cao Tai's eyeball was pulled out.

Cao Tai was awoken from his coma by the pain. But he no longer struggled. The pain in his eyes caused by the loss of his eyeball caused him to panic in the darkness. He no longer had the strength to struggle anymore.

Taoist Murong dragged Cao Tai's body and walked towards the outer area.

The little brother nodded towards her and quickly followed Taoist Murong.

Ding Ling then looked at the Goatee Daoist, "Uncle Niu, you follow me too. Don't let Brother Murong kill Cao Tai." If she left him, it was very possible that the Taoist Murong would not be able to control his killing intent.

The Goatee Daoist nodded, then left as well.

Following that, Ding Ling took out her phone from her waist and dialed a number. This number was something even her father, Ding Long, did not know.

"Let me tell you a piece of good news." After the call connected, Ding Ling said to the person on the other side of the line, "Cao Tai is already under our control."

The person on the other end of the line said something.

Ding Ling laughed tenderly, then said: "If you want to chase after me, you can try."

The person on the other end of the line spoke again.

"Don't worry, before I obtain what you want, I will definitely guarantee his safety." Ding Ling continued, "Of course, if you want to personally kill him, I can also send people to send him to the Beiping."

The person on the other side laughed, then revealed his plan to Ding Ling.

"No problem." Ding Ling smiled as she promised, "Please rest assured, Young Master Cao."

Cao Tai's failure was because he had overlooked one point. His eldest son's identity was indeed a great advantage, but at the same time, he would also suffer the envy and coveting of countless people.