The beams of the tactical flashlights all converged onto Ning Tao's body.
The six armed men had seen Ning Tao and his raised Mauser pistol. In the blink of an eye, these six all felt a sense of enmity in encountering an old foe. But they felt a strange absurdity— was this guy trying to do them in using an antique pistol from World War II?
On one side were mercenary commandos armed with assault rifles and bulletproof vests. On the other was a young man wielding a fan and an antique Mauser pistol. Their unexpected encounter seemed exceedingly bizarre.
The white commanding officer suddenly bellowed, "Kill—"
Bang!
Before the white commanding officer could finish his last word, the Mauser pistol in Ning Tao's hand had fired. There was a cloud of gunfire. A plume of black and white spiritual energy enveloping the bullet was whistling towards his chest.
Boom!
A violent explosion. The body of t
Buzz! The good-evil tripod gave a loud hum. As its mysterious energy field suppressed them, the dozens of insects were instantaneously contained. They all dropped to the ground noisily. A few writhed a little, but soon were motionless. Ning Tao stretched out his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Recalling that dangerous scene just now, his heart shivered in trepidation. There were blood locks in the ruins of the Feminine-moon people, but he did not dare visit that place. He dared not guess what would befall those Shennongjia primitives. He had been trying his best to protect them, but the outcome was they casting stones on him when he was down. They were no better than beasts. How could he hope to live harmoniously with them and be their friends? Did Tang Zixian manage to escape? In fact, this question did not need much guessing. Tang Zixian would surely have a way to escape if she could activate the formation.
In Beidu. Ning Tao came to a house door, stretched out his hand and knocked. "Coming, coming." From the inside came the voice of a woman. The door opened and Jiang Hao stared astonished at Ning Tao standing outside. She had called Ning Tao only two hours ago and here he was. He would have taken a longer time taking a plane! Ning Tao said with a smile, "Why, aren't you inviting me in?" They had not seen each other for a long time. He felt a warm affection for her. Jiang Hao asked curiously, "How did you come so fast?" Ning Tao replied, "I am in Beidu since yesterday. I was treating a patient and the moment you called, I came." He could not tell Jiang Hao that he had come directly through the convenient door. Tang Zhen appeared in the living room. She poked out her head and glanced at the door, then walked over with her face wreathed in smiles. "Oh, it's Tao. W
Using his state of looking, Ning Tao could see whiffs of greenish demon aura on Chu Yixiong's body. They were even stronger than those on Lin Qinghua. As a new demon, Lin Qinghua could change his face. Since Chu Yixiong had become a new demon, what abilities would he acquire as a demon? Ning Tao continued to observe Chu Yixiong. His mind was turning over all the ways to treat him. This might be another case with no treatment fees, but the problem was more serious than that. Unlike Lin Qinghua, Chu Yixiong did not want Ning Tao as his Master. He was a proud, patriotic old scientist. If Chu Yixiong did not destroy all his research materials to atone for his sin, he would retain memories of Sky Clinic. This would mean Ning Tao's secret coming into the open. Even thinking about this gave him a big headache. "Traitor, watch my halbert!" Chu Yixiong suddenly stretched out the broom in his hand and poked at Ning Tao's face. Although he was only holding a plastic
Ning Tao picked up the broom in the corner and hurled it at Chu Yixiong on the bed. He said in a deep voice, "Lü Bu, do you dare to fight me? I bet you don't, since Diao Chan only likes heroes. You're only a house slave with three masters. Why would she ever fancy you?" Chu Yixiong was provoked. His gaunt figure leaped up from the bed and grabbing the broom, he walked towards Ning Tao. Murderous malice was on his face. Ning Tao opened the convenient door, waiting to retreat into it the moment Chu Yixiong came and poked him with the broom. "Treasonous cur, where runneth thou!" Chu Yixiong raised his broom and dashed into the convenient door. The moment Chu Yixiong entered Sky Clinic, the face on the good-evil tripod showed a happy smile. To Ning Tao's eyes, this was probably the happiest smile it had ever shown. The moment the malicious Chu Yixiong entered Sky Clinic, he suddenly and strangely quietened down. His d
Tang Zhen had cooked a number of dishes and also specially opened a bottle of wine. The wine was a very ordinary locally manufactured red wine, worth less than 50 dollars, but Ning Tao could not judge its quality. To him, there was no difference between a cheap red wine and an expensive red wine. As long as it was with the right company, even drinking plain water would make him happy. Tang Zhen said with a smirk, "Jiang Hao, pick some food for Tao." "I refuse," Jiang Hao said with a face of unpleasantness. The smile on Tang Zhen's face stiffened. "You two has... fought?" It seemed like she had wanted to say "husband and wife", but did not manage to after all, since they were nowhere near that stage yet. Ning Tao picked a piece of sweet and sour pork rib and put it into Jiang Hao's bowl. "Have some pork rib." Jiang Hao glared at Ning Tao. "You're so busy. Isn't it a waste of your time picking pork rib
It was drizzling in the evening. A mist shrouded over Guan City, watching the buildings in the mist made the entire city look like a dreamland. There was an ethereal touch in the atmosphere. It was completely silent Inside the clinic. The flame of the seven-star lamp was flickering, but there was not one sound. Black and white aura encircled the good-evil tripod; the white aura representing good energy was evidently stronger than the black aura representing evil energy. That was because the 5255 merit points of good intention earned from Chu Yixiong had been cashed in. Meeting Chu Yixiong consisted of an undeniable factor of luck. It should be understood that a person of great virtue like Chu Yixiong was one in a million, and furthermore, they wouldn't have necessarily fallen sick, and much less coming to a go-between of good and evil person like him for treatment. After that treatment, Ning Tao's perception of goodness had dee
The space behind the door was not particularly big or particularly small. It was about the same size of the living room of a 100 square meter apartment. Referring to it as a "store" was somewhat of an overstatement. What was even more ridiculous was that, he was not met with shelves full of scriptures and scrolls, but rather, an old wooden chest placed in the center of the room, as well as a door directly across the room. Above the door was a signboard with the words "Scriptures & Scrolls Store II" clearly written on it. Ning Tao was feeling queasy all of a sudden from the sight of that door and the signboard. Based on the clinic's way of things, if there were Scriptures & Scrolls Store II, then there would probably be a Scriptures & Scrolls Store III, Scriptures & Scrolls Store IV... Scriptures & Scrolls Store N, right? When would it end at such a rate? Ning Tao suddenly felt pity for the Meixiang Deity Zeng Ruxian and the Tao
Three days later. "Tao, what are you doing?" Ge Ming asked out of curiosity as he watched Ning Tao bent down poking around in the kitchen. Ning Tao did not turn back, casually answering, "Catching mice." Ge Ming furrowed his brows. "The kitchen is new; I've also cleaned it thoroughly. How could there be any mice? Are you checking for hygiene or are you trying to deduct my pay?" Ning Tao stood up. "Check my foot. I need mice for something." "For barbecue or to make wine?" Ge Ming asked again. "To make medicine!" Ning Tao did not bother talking to him any longer and left the kitchen. Ge Ming mumbled, "Mice could be used for medicine? A miracle doctor indeed. How incredible. How could he be so talented?" Under a tree in the field, Qing Zhui and Su Ya were chatting. "Sister Su Ya, how old are you?" Qing Zhui asked, smiling gently. "18... and a half,