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Chapter seven hundred and eighteenth threat

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The plot is too cliche, but it is more practical.-..-

This fake Leonedo obviously did it the right way.

Ning Yi could only stop more than ten meters away from him, staring at this white young man who looked somewhat similar to the real Leonedo.

"Who are you?" Ning Yi calculated. Even if the deviation was not considered, Lin Shiyao would undoubtedly be hit by the Wind Shadow Blade at this distance.

So it is very difficult to make a sneak attack.

"It doesn't matter who I am. If you don't want her to die, you'd better not move." After saying that, the fake Leonedo changed his position, strangled Lin Shiyao's neck with one hand, and pressed the scimitar against her fair and flawless face.

On the screen, Jie Jie laughed weirdly and said in Chinese, "Get out of here right now, otherwise, I'll scratch her infuriatingly beautiful little face first."

"What's the purpose of kidnapping her? Isn't it to deal with me? If you let me go away, can you still complete your mission?" Ning Yi asked calmly.

Of course he couldn't retreat. Once he retreated, it was hard to say whether he would be able to see Lin Shiyao again.

"Since we have been caught by you, our mission has failed. What is more important for me now is to save my own life."

"If you let her go, I won't embarrass you." Ning Yi frowned and said.

The man laughed loudly when he heard this, and stared at Lin Shiyao, who had woken up and was twisting her head with difficulty, with a weird smile on her face: "Did you see, your use value seems to be not low, dignified Lan

The chief steward of He Manor actually gave in for you, haha, if I had known it was so easy, why would I have resorted to so many tricks to deal with you?"

Lin Shiyao's beautiful black eyes stared at him fiercely, but she could only open her lips in vain, unable to say a word.

The fake Leonedo laughed when he saw this: "Don't look at me like that. Today we are two grasshoppers tied to the same rope. If I die, you won't survive."

Hearing this, Lin Shiyao sighed, tried to gather all her strength, and turned her head towards Ning Yi: "Leave me alone..."

The voice was almost inaudible, but Ning Yi understood it.

The two of them looked at each other for a few times, and the fake Leonedo couldn't help but frown. He looked at Ning Yi and then at Lin Shiyao, and then said with a smile: "Oh, you are still flirting with each other."

He raised his chin and turned his gaze to Ning Yi: "Mr. Ning, I think you don't want such a beautiful girl like Lin Shiyao to die, right?"

"nonsense!"

"Very good, in that case, let's play a game first." The fake Leonedo didn't seem to be in a hurry. He stared at Ning Yi, lowered his eyes, and looked down at Lin Shiyao's fair and pretty face.

, said with a smile, "If you answer wrong, I will cut Miss Lin's beautiful face."

"You dare?" Ning Yi frowned tightly, "I swear, if you dare to touch a hair on her, I will make you regret being born in your mother's womb."

The fake Leonedo couldn't help but tremble slightly, because he saw a chilling murderous look in Ning Yi's eyes.

It's as if it can pierce people's hearts.

But he immediately calmed down and laughed: "Now that I have come to this point, I don't want to live anymore. You Chinese people have an old saying that rabbits can bite when they are anxious. You'd better not get angry.

Me, otherwise I would kill her first and then myself."

Ning Yi glanced at him and found that this lunatic's eyes were indeed filled with a look of death. He had no choice but to spread his hands and said, "Okay, if you have any questions, you can ask me."

"Do you like her?" Fake Leonedo pointed at Lin Shiyao and asked.

Ning Yi frowned: "Is there any point in asking this question?"

"You care about me, I'm happy. Now I want you to answer my question right away, otherwise my knife won't have eyes." After saying that, the fake Leonedo slowly brought the scimitar close to Lin Shiyao's face.

"It's not like I like it..."

"Are you sure this is the answer you want to tell me?"

Ning Yi nodded helplessly: "I like it!"

"That's right." The man took the machete away a little, stared at Lin Shiyao's face and said with a smile, "Mr. Ning is indeed a compassionate person. Look, look, Miss Lin is...

Moved."

"Who are you? If you have anything to do, just come to me. Don't you Westerners always call yourself gentlemen? It would be too despicable to bully a girl like this." Ning Yi asked with a frown.

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"That's a good question, but I don't want to answer you yet." The fake Leonardo smiled proudly.

"The second game, I know that you Chinese people like to do one thing very much, which is to be submissive to the strong. When you see the emperor in ancient times, you have to kneel down and worship. What is that called? Three bows and nine kowtows."

Ning Yi frowned: "What do you want to do?"

"I enjoy this feeling of being an emperor, so if you really like Miss Lin, then come on, kowtow three times and bow nine times, and maybe I will let Miss Lin go."

Ning Yi couldn't help but clenched his fist slightly. In an instant, a ball of cyan fighting spirit lingered between his fists, and the huge energy almost enveloped the surrounding area of ​​dozens of meters.

The terrifying momentum forced the man to squint his eyes and even take a step back.

The man was stunned for a moment, but then he said as if he had smashed a jar, and fiercely thrust the machete into Lin Shiyao's face: "I advise you to be more honest."

"Stop!" Seeing that the blade was about to cut Lin Shiyao's flawless face, Ning Yi could only shout helplessly, "I will do it!"

"Hahahaha, I told you earlier, Mr. Ning really won't shed tears until he sees the coffin." The man laughed, and the scimitar swayed slightly, leaving Lin Shiyao's cheek, "Hurry up, don't make me wait too long."

Ning Yi frowned, his knees slowly lowered, and he was about to kneel down.

At this time, changes occurred.

Lin Shiyao suddenly used all her strength and slammed her neck into the scimitar in the hand of the fake Onedo, shouting hoarsely: "Ning Yi, avenge me..."

Ning Yi was stunned.

The fake Leonedo was also stunned. He subconsciously drew the scimitar, and Lin Shiyao's snow-white neck was swiped against the blade. He couldn't hold back and fell to the ground.

In a moment, Leonedo's entire body was exposed.

Of course, Ning Yi would not let go of such an opportunity. He swept his body and walked directly in front of the fake Leonedo, and hit him heavily in the vitality sea in his lower abdomen with a palm.

"boom!"

The violent energy instantly smashed the fake Leonedo until his whole body was twisted into a roasted shrimp. Like a kite with a broken string, it hit the wall behind hard and shattered the wall.

After hitting a big hole, he fell down and rolled several times before stopping.

Ning Yi didn't have time to see if he was dead or alive, so he quickly picked up Lin Shiyao who fell to the ground.

After taking a closer look, fortunately, there was only a thin and faint blood mark left on her neck. The injury was serious, but it was not serious. The injury could not even leave a scar.

However, Ning Yi quickly hugged her tightly: "You silly girl, how could you do such a silly thing?"

Ning Yi really didn't expect that Lin Shiyao would try to commit suicide by running into the blade in order to prevent him from being humiliated.

This girl is really stupid.

"Isn't he not dead?" Lin Shiyao was hugged by Ning Yi, her pale and pretty face couldn't help but reveal a faint blush, and her whole body's muscles seemed to have regained a little vitality, "Quick, don't...

Don't let him get away."

Ning Yi then glanced at the fake Leonedo who was lying nearby and twitching, and hugged her up: "It's okay, that bastard can't run away."

After being slapped by him like this, his cultivation has been completely destroyed. Let alone running away, he may not even be able to stand up.

Hearing this, Lin Shiyao breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm sorry, I've caused trouble for you."

"Silly girl, how long have you been, and you still say such things?" Ning Yi then saw that Lin Shiyao's entire expression seemed to be in pain, and her soft and voluptuous body movements seemed a bit sluggish, so she couldn't help but asked curiously, "Are you still alive?"

What else is hurt?"

Lin Shiyao shook her head vigorously: "He didn't know what...'drug' he sprayed on me. I couldn't move my whole body."

"Damn foreign devil..." Ning Yi hugged her tightly and immediately walked to the fake Leonedo who was lying on the ground twitching, and found that the guy was also looking at him helplessly, and actually still

Smiling miserably.

"What 'drug' did you give her?" Ning Yi put Lin Shiyao on the wall aside and let her lean against it. Then he dragged the fake Leonedo aside and reached out to search him while asking.

road.

"Haha, are you...scared...?" The man coughed up blood and laughed at Ning Yi, "I...tell...you, your beloved 'woman'...'woman'

You won’t live for more than two hours, so while there is still some time, you should say your final goodbyes.”

Ning Yi stopped. This bastard didn't even have a hair on his body, and he didn't even have a mobile phone. It seemed like this guy didn't want to live in advance.

"Son of a bitch!" Ning Yi stopped holding his hand angrily.

"Kill me!" The fake Leonedo laughed wildly again.

Ning Yi frowned, stretched out his hand, picked up his right elbow, checked it, and found that it was still mobile, then pinched the five fingers of his right hand and broke it with a slight force.

"Ah..." The guy bowed suddenly and bounced up.

Ning Yi didn't even frown, she grabbed his left hand again, pinched it with one finger, and was about to make a move.

The guy's face was dripping with sweat mixed with blood foam: "Don't...don't..."

"The 'cure'!"

"There is no antidote...ah..."

Ning Yi directly broke the thumb of his left hand.

"She...she was actually...not poisoned, just...just a special anesthesia...'drug'."

"Shabi, I told you earlier." Ning Yi threw away his hand, clapped his hands together, stood up with some disgust, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, the phone rang. Ning Yi picked it up and found that there were already four missed calls and several unread text messages.

They were all sent by Lin Yun.

"Something happened, uncle..." Lin Yun's urgent voice came from the phone. r--57974+dsuaahhh+27310733-->

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