The special genius doctor of the beautiful president

"What else do you have to say now? I can remember it for you. It's also a good choice as a last word." In the blink of an eye, Ning Hai was directly captured by Ning Bao, and Ning Hai's mood was instantly overwhelmed. Calm, he didn't understand why this man suddenly became so powerful.

But things have turned into what they are now, as the saying goes, "Catch the thief first, catch the king first", and the big boss himself has already been captured, so what role can the little soldiers who came after him play?

"Ning Bao, I hope you don't forget that no matter what, you are a member of the Nuwa clan. Although I deported you at that time, you still have the same blood as ours. Don't forget your roots!" Seeing Ning Hai's tearful accusation, Ning Bao knew what this man was up to.

Since the hard one doesn't work, is it going to be soft?Move it with reason, understand it with emotion, do you really think you are a three-year-old child?Sure enough, he was too naive, otherwise he wouldn't have been captured by himself.

I couldn't stop thinking about it, Ning Bao stared at Ning Hai with all kinds of unpredictable eyes. At least, Ning Hai couldn't figure out what the man in front of him was thinking at the moment. The people in his life have become extremely strange to him.

"Now you know that we are from the same clan? At that time, you kept saying that I was no longer a member of the Nuwa clan. If you slapped me in the face like this, you would be ashamed to say it." Ning Bao looked at Ning Hai with a mocking look on his face. The eyes are no longer complicated, and they are fixed on the full indifference.

This kind of look made Ning Hai feel suffocated. He knew very well what this attitude represented, and he immediately opened his mouth as if trying to catch something, "How can you be willing to let us go?"

This time, he used us to equate his own life with the entire Nuwa clan. Although there is nothing wrong with this, Ning Bao didn't think so. The good clansmen who no longer remember themselves no longer have too much affection.

The so-called wanting to make the entire Nuwa clan better is just a long-cherished wish. I hope to prove myself by completing the achievements I wanted to achieve before being deported. Apart from that, I have no other thoughts.

"Hehe, the patriarch is very scheming, but it's easy for me to let you go. Just kill Lu Sen and Andaoshan and the others. An Rou and the others who have the blood of our Nuwa clan can stay. Others Yes, I don't want to see them alive again, I think, this is what you want, right?"

Ning Bao slowly approached Ning Hai's ear, and whispered words full of endless murderous intent. He really didn't want to let himself suffer endless troubles. Flies, annoying tight.

However, what he said was indeed Ning Hai's wish. Ning Hai didn't want to see all the mainstays of his clan go with him. There will be other crises, which are unavoidable.

"I promise you, but how do you prove that you won't break the contract?" Ning Hai's words were full of distrust, but Ning Bao didn't care.

After all, Ning Bao is not a man of faith, and as a man with many criminal records, Ning Hai's behavior is not aimless.

For this, Ning Bao didn't blame Ning Hai, but he still sneered at his little thought in his heart. It's too naive for a person who is in my hands to want something to prove his trustworthiness. Don't you know that it's just a matter of minutes for me to kill you at this time?
I wanted to think this way, but Ning Bao still did the superficial work, told the people around him to let go of the hands that controlled Ning Hai, and walked slowly between Ning Hai and the group of Nuwa clansmen who were full of indignation, and said as usual. , "Ning Hai, have you been sitting in this position for too long, and have forgotten many of the most basic things? Now you are not qualified to resist me, you know?"

"You!" Ning Hai's face was full of forbearance, the anger in those eyes was self-evident.

He has been in a high position all the year round, and he has long been used to shouting at others. He doesn't like this kind of treatment, but he can't do it. Now he is no different from a prisoner, and it can even be said that Ning Bao had no intention of treating him like this. He is polite, which can be regarded as kindness now.

He is not the kind-hearted people like Ning Hai who have lived here all the year round. His hands are already stained with blood, and he is no longer the Ning Bao he used to be.

Regarding Ning Hai's dissatisfaction, Ning Bao just glanced at him and didn't say much, but in the next second, a member of the Nuwa tribe fell to the ground and died. They didn't even see when Ning Bao made his move. At that time, people are already hopeless.

But the disciples of Zhongnan Mountain around were watching carefully. When Ning Bao raised his hand, a silver needle flew out. It was so slender and dexterous, it was no less powerful than the epee.

At the same time, they were also surprised by Ning Bao's cruelty to these people, even though they were all from the same clan. Thinking of Ning Bao's words the night before, they understood that he didn't lie, he was true This is a ruthless person who can do what he says.

"Then you have to let us go first, otherwise how will we fulfill your request?" In the end, Ning Hai still made a compromise. He knew that if he didn't do this, then apart from anything else, everyone present would be ashamed. would die, and it was him who started it.

He didn't want to bear such spiritual shackles. In that case, it would be extremely difficult for a long time to come.

Hearing this, Ning Bao's mouth curled into a triumphant smile, he looked at Ning Hai with satisfaction, waved at the people around him, and let them go, but he did not forget to put pressure on them, "I only give you three days , if you can’t bring their bodies to me by then, just wait to be slaughtered.”

As if he had figured out something, Ning Bao was no longer obsessed with changing the status quo of this race. He knew that many deep-rooted things were too difficult to change, and he was tired. Instead of worrying about this, he might as well devote himself to his previous life. Those studies, or, have achieved a great cause.

It's just that this idea is still in its infancy and is not yet mature. Ning Bao is not sure whether he needs to give up this race that he thinks is "unsalvable". After all, he still has the last trace of nostalgia in his heart. It would be a pity for the glory and joy to disappear.