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Chapter 129 Wang Pingan, Don’t Die

Wang Ping'an knew that his strength was only the strength of his body and the extraordinary skills of an ordinary person, plus the abilities given by the system. But in reality, his combat skills and combat awareness were not even as good as Wang Meng or a special forces soldier. It was precisely because of this that Wang Ping'an's powerful body did not match his consciousness at all. It could be said that Wang Ping'an had a combat power of 100, but now he could only exert about 50. The remaining 50 was the lack of combat awareness and combat experience.

Yamamoto Sho looked at Wang Ping'an who stood up again, put the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard, and spoke again.

"Do you know why I'm called the Ghost Blade? Because my blade is never just one strike!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ping'an suddenly felt an inexplicable fear. That fear was more like an intuition, an intuition coming from the depths of his heart.

At the same time, countless knife shadows suddenly appeared around Wang Ping'an.

In his panic, Wang Ping'an could do nothing but throw Wang Meng to the ground again and protect his vital parts with his hands.

In an instant, countless knife shadows appeared out of thin air from all around and stabbed towards Wang Ping'an.

Fortunately, Wang Ping'an reacted in time and protected Wang Meng under him from being stabbed. Wang Ping'an used his arms to block the vital parts of his head, and he was protected by the golden silk soft armor. This time, he was only injured in his limbs and buttocks. With Nirvana, he saved his life!

At this time, Wang Meng, who was hiding under Wang Ping'an, was completely stunned when he saw Wang Ping'an with blood flowing out of his mouth. Until a drop of blood from Wang Ping'an's mouth fell into Wang Meng's mouth, the bloody feeling finally made Wang Meng wake up.

"Wang Pingan, are you okay? Are you stupid? Why did you save me, Wang Pingan?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ping'an endured the pain in his body, showed a smile that was uglier than crying to Wang Meng under him, and then slowly stood up.

"This, will not die?"

Seeing Wang Pingan getting up, Yamamoto Xiang was also stunned. At this moment, Wang Pingan's limbs were covered with bloody wounds, and in addition to his head, even his buttocks were covered with wounds. A normal person with such injuries would have died from excessive blood loss, but Wang Pingan was still able to stand up. This made Yamamoto Xiang doubt his life.

"Little devil, today, I will let you see my ultimate move!"

Wang Ping'an was about to use the Hundred Steps Arrow technique again, but unfortunately, his arm was too badly injured, and it seemed that his bones and muscles were broken, so he couldn't use any strength at all. At this time, the lights of several cars appeared in the distance.

'Haha, my ultimate move is to shake people, you're done, little devil, you're done!'

When Wang Ping'an said this, the genetic lock was unlocked at the same time, and Wang Ping'an collapsed directly.

Yamamoto Sho also looked solemn when he saw the lights in the distance. After hesitating for only half a second, Yamamoto Sho turned around, picked up the spirit crystal and ran away.

"Little rookie, I will remember you. Remember my name, Yamamoto Sho, the number one demon swordsman in Sakura Country! We will meet again."

Wang Ping'an's thoughts became increasingly confused as he listened to the voice gradually fading away.

He didn't think that there was anything scary about Yamamoto Sho. The main reason was that he was not strong enough and didn't understand the other party. If he understood the other party, Wang Ping'an's strength could be fully exerted. Wang Ping'an believed that even if he lost, he would not be as embarrassed as today.

Of course, the reason why he was beaten so badly by the other party today was also because Wang Pingan needed to take care of Wang Meng.

'Goodbye, Laozi, I will kill you!'

As he spoke, Wang Pingan closed his eyes.

Due to the sequelae of gene lock, Wang Ping'an's whole body was numb and weak, and he was even a little sleepy due to excessive blood loss. Wang Ping'an also knew that with his Nirvana, he would not die from this injury that did not hit his vital parts.

But Wang Meng, who was standing by, didn't know that at this time, Wang Meng had already struggled to get up and came to Wang Ping'an's side.

"Wang Ping'an, don't sleep, don't sleep, we are here, wait a moment, I will remove the restriction, I will avenge you, you can't die, if you die, what will I do?"

Wang Ping'an heard Wang Meng's voice in a daze and said casually.

'Meng Jie, why don't you run away, why don't you run away!'

Wang Meng shed tears when he saw Wang Ping'an's appearance. Over the years, many people around him did die while performing missions, but none of them made Wang Meng feel like a relative had died. In other words, the others were all his own people, including Wang Meng. These people were ready to sacrifice at any time. Because of this, Wang Meng was not too sad. After all, he would die one day and follow his former brothers.

But Wang Ping'an is different. Wang Ping'an is not a brother. To Wang Meng, Wang Ping'an is more like a younger brother, a friend, and a relative. He is her first friend other than her brothers. She cannot accept that this friend died to save her.

"Wang Ping'an, please don't die, okay? If you don't die, I won't bully you anymore. Open your eyes and look at me. I want to run too. Look at me, my hands are tied and my legs are tied with ropes. And, I have a power-suppressing device here. Wake up and help me untie it!"

Sure enough, after hearing this, Wang Pingan reluctantly opened his eyes.

Of course, Wang Meng didn't really want Wang Ping'an to be untied. The main reason was that she was afraid that Wang Ping'an would fall asleep. When she saw Wang Ping'an wake up, she directly raised her controlled hands towards Wang Ping'an.

Seeing this, Wang Ping'an reluctantly raised his hands and tried to untie it, but the next moment, Wang Ping'an could not bear it anymore and fainted completely.

"Wang Ping'an, don't sleep, get up for me..."

. . . . . .

Two days later in the morning, Wang Ping'an slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing you see is a clean white room.

Since entering the Yunding Palace, Wang Ping'an had hardly had a good night's sleep, but this time, Wang Ping'an finally got a full night's sleep. After a full day and two nights of sleep, Wang Ping'an felt as if he was in another world.

After lying in bed for nearly a minute, Wang Ping'an suddenly stood up. Only then did he remember everything that happened before he fell into a coma.

"Meng Jie?"

"Where's your sister Meng? She's in another ward. I'm not saying, bro, that's awesome! You single-handedly saved the damsel in distress. Okay, okay!"

As Feng Lei spoke, he walked in from outside the ward. At this time, Feng Lei was holding a bun in one hand and took a bite.

"Brother Feng, am I in the hospital?"

"Otherwise, with your injuries, you're lucky you didn't end up in a funeral home. Don't move around. The doctor said your injuries..."

Halfway through his speech, Feng Lei also froze in place. He noticed Wang Ping'an's state at the moment, and he seemed to be very active.