Omnipotent Cellphone

"What is it? You can't even bear to part with it? " "It seems like Copper laughed." "You are making things difficult for me, your uncle Gu."    

    

Wang Ning looked at them in the cage and extended her hand to look at them. Not knowing who to point her finger at, she knew who to point at. She hesitated, but then pointed at A-Biao.    

    

"Him." Yes, at the critical moment, Wang Ning pointed at Ah Biao who was standing beside him.    

    

"Is that so? This is the privilege uncle has given you, you have to make up your mind. " Gu Jing smiled at Wang Ning.    

    

"Yes." She looked down at them and simply pointed at A-Biao.    

    

"Alright." Gu Ding looked at the person beside him.    

    

"Stop!" The person beside him shouted. "Stop."    

    

In that instant, Zhao Yu raised his head to look at Wang Ning. His gaze landed on the direction where Wang Ning was pointing at. It was the Ah Biao in front of him. He still remembered his eyes at that time were filled with despair, but they also revealed a vicious expression.    

    

At that moment, he picked up the bloodstained blade in his hand and fiercely stabbed it into Ah Biao's body. Then, he used a bit more strength.    

    

An instant, was only an instant. A-Biao collapsed just like that, never to wake up again.    

    

Wang Ning was completely stunned when she saw this scene. Zhao Yu was brutal and had no gratitude towards her.    

    

"Xiao Ning, the student you are leading is indeed outstanding." Ancient Copper really liked Zhao Yu's way of doing things. To be more precise, he admired it. The people here, regardless of the process, focused only on the results. It doesn't matter what the result is as long as it is what you want.    

    

It was obvious that Zhao Yu had interpreted the word "little person" very well.    

    

She never thought that a single word from her would harm A-Biao, nor did she think that she would be able to casually point it at him, given that she could only protect one person.    

    

A-Biao was a good student. He died at the age of twenty, under Zhao Yu's sword.    

    

Zhao Yu stood quietly beside the dead A-Biao. His body was covered in blood, but when he looked up at her on the stage, there was a trace of a smile on his face, as if he was saying that he had won.    

    

(If the game fails, isn't this a bit too much for her to remember?) If that was the case, then how could the instance dungeon be opened? Wasn't it nonsense for two people like them to find love?)    

    

When the crowd dispersed, it was indeed true that the victor was the king and the loser was the bandit. This proved just how great their image was in their world.    

    

The rain had already started to fall, and he was still unable to see the light. The rain washed the place down, the blood was washed away, but the thick smell of blood never dispersed. It was a testament to what had happened.    

    

Wang Ning walked in and looked at A-Biao, who was being washed away by the rain. He remembered that he was still alive one second, but he wouldn't be alive the next. In fact, it wouldn't be long before someone would drag the corpse away and feed it to the dogs. No one would care about life here.    

    

She bent down and smoothed his rain-washed hair. However, she did not hate Zhao Yu. People here would do their best to survive. The more desire they had in their hearts, the more brutal they would be.    

    

Wang Ning buried A-Biao, looking at him gloomily in front of the monument. She was mourning. Killing was originally a foregone conclusion.    

    

"I thought you had no heart, teacher. I remember that you once said that people like us shouldn't have any heart. Or is it that your unintentional act only applies to me? " Zhao Yu's voice sounded really harsh at the moment.    

    

"I thought you wouldn't talk to me anymore." Wang Ning hadn't expected him to speak to her.    

    

"Yes, we all lost to me." He seemed to be deep in thought.    

    

Wang Ning remained silent, looking at A-Biao's stone monument.    

    

"Wang Ning." His words broke the silence, and for the first time he addressed her directly by her name.    

    

Wang Ning didn't answer.    

    

"I was wondering how I could ever surpass you and trample you beneath my feet." His words were very firm.    

    

It was only then that Wang Ning would realize that he had completely changed. From an ignorant teenager to a man of today, the experience was marvelous. He believed that with his abilities, he would be able to succeed.    

    

He was very successful. In just two short years, he was already on equal footing with her. However, his gaze was still the same, always giving her a different feeling.    

    

Until that day. I remember it was dark.    

    

Wang Ning was loading and unloading guns in the room, but Zhao Yu came uninvited. He had not been on good terms with her since that day. It was indeed strange for him to appear in her room like this.    

    

Wang Ning had already spotted Zhao Yu from the corner of her eyes, but she was still focused on the gun in her hands.    

    

"Until he attached it." I remember you always taught me. How about we compete today? " He seemed interested, and his eyes were strange.    

    

As he spoke, he took out a gun from his waist and began to disassemble it.    

    

Wang Ning stopped and looked at him. As if he had to.    

    

"I'm not going to compete with you." Wang Ning's words were clear. Yes, she didn't want to compete. Why did she have to compete in everything?    

    

"Then shoot me with this." Zhao Yu spoke very seriously, not wanting to joke at all. Of course, he never seemed to be able to joke around, no, it was them, as well as people from the Luna Black City.    

    

Wang Ning didn't say anything and directly took down her gun.    

    

After disassembling, the two of them made their moves.    

    

They instantly began assembling, their hands moving very quickly.    

    

Wang Ning was always quick with her guns, and she knew it long ago.    

    

However, just as Wang Ning was about to complete her last step, a gun pointed at her head.    

    

Wang Ning put the gun down and turned around to look at Zhao Yu.    

    

He really did succeed, and his current speed was indeed very fast. Recalling what he had said, it was indeed true that he was now very successful. Of course, he had succeeded in stepping on the corpses of a lot of people, and the blood on his hands was endless.    

    

"You lost." Zhao Yu had a different look in his eyes.    

    

It was as if winning over her was his goal. If that was the case, then he really did have enough respect for her. With his current abilities, it would be difficult for him to match up to someone.    

    

Wang Ning wasn't afraid. If it was because of that other time, even if he hated her, it wouldn't be now. He had the ability to wait until now.    

    

Zhao Yu smiled and put the gun away. Teacher is still as calm as ever. " He seemed to be smiling, but at the same time he didn't seem to be laughing.    

    

"If you are here to compete with me, then if you win, you can leave." Wang Ning no longer wanted to say anything.    

    

"I brought a good piece of news for you, Teacher. You might be very interested in it." It was hard to tell from Zhao Yu's face that he was in an emotional state. He was always smiling, but there was never any truth in his smile.    

    

"I don't want to hear it. You can leave."    

    

"Is that so? You don't even want to know about the Ye family? " Zhao Yu's voice was very heavy when he said Ye family.    

    

"What did you say?" Wang Ning turned around and asked Zhao Yu. What did he mean?    

    

"It seems that your heart is only with the people you care about. You don't care about them; you don't even want to see them." What he meant was that for the time being, she did not want to bother with it. She wanted to know if it was the matter of Ye family that he spoke of.