Ding Meng's glance made Jiang Ningyi's hair stand on end. He was from a rich family and was used to living a life of luxury and being surrounded by attendants. In the face of such a murderous gaze, he suddenly felt the temperature in the room drop by dozens of degrees.
However, he also had his own confidence. He replied unhurriedly, "This is not my idea. It is the idea of the Federation's higher-ups."
"You are quite something. You dare to represent the higher-ups alone." Ding Meng turned his head and said to Liang Yiran, "Turn on the wristband and record this."
"How dare you!" The old man in the black robe shouted again.
An old man in a Tang suit immediately stepped forward and seemed to reach out to grab Liang Yiran's wristband.
However, just as he took two steps, he immediately hit an invisible wall and staggered back a few steps.
Ding Meng stared at Jiang Ningyi again and said, "You said it was the higher-ups' idea. So, the higher-ups want me to leave and let Lil Bing stay with you for the night?
You only need to answer yes now.
Yes or no? "
Jiang Ningyi slowly got up and said proudly, "This is your understanding, not mine!"
"Okay!
You have guts! "
Ding Meng nodded silently and said, "I'm warning you for the last time. Don't think that just because Jiang Qianchen is the current president, you will rise as well. Go and find out how Bai Xingfei, Zheng Fangying, and Wen Yang died."
He turned again and found that the old man in the black robe was in front of him in a flash.
Ding Meng was not angry. He turned his head and said to Lan Bing, "What time is it now?"
Lan Bing looked down at the wristband and said, "7: 34 at night."
Ding Meng said, "Start the timer now. Tell them that it's me who said it. Ask someone important to come and get them. I will only wait until 12 o 'clock in the morning. If no one comes, I don't mind killing these self-righteous people."
The old man in the black robe was very surprised. "You are really crazy. How dare you attack the people of the Jiang family?"
Ding Meng did not answer. Instead, he hooked his finger at him and said, "Come on!"
The black-robed old man ordered in a deep voice, "Capture this brat!"
The old man in the Tang suit who had just been knocked back flashed forward like a ghost and pressed his claws on Ding Meng's shoulders.
Ding Meng did not resist and allowed him to increase his strength. "Did you not eat?
Harder! "
The old man in the Tang suit was shocked. Ding Meng was clearly not breathing, but he could not move him.
The old man in the Tang suit gritted his teeth. His claws suddenly turned red, and a fiery red coating appeared on the back of his hands. However, this time, Ding Meng would not just stand there and let him have his way.
Ding Meng's shoulders shook slightly, and the old man in the Tang suit disappeared in a flash.
The old man in the black robe and the others turned around in surprise. They saw the old man in the Tang suit crash into a bar counter in the distance with a "bang". His back smashed into a wine cabinet and shattered it into pieces.
The old man in the Tang suit sat in a pile of debris. He slowly raised his arms. His palms were trembling non-stop, because both of his palms had been broken.
The others' expressions changed. His palms were crippled.
The old man in the black robe was furious. "How dare you hurt people in the Blue Pole Star's city. I can't let you live. Let's attack him together!"
The remaining two old men also rushed forward. Unfortunately, the others did not see clearly this time. The two of them disappeared as well. Only two muffled sounds came from the door behind them. When they turned around, they saw that the two old men's palms had also been broken. As for what method Ding Meng had used, sorry, but Ding Meng did not seem to have moved at all.
Ding Meng laughed coldly. "You're just three battle-saints. You actually dared to touch me."
The old man in the black robe was stunned. He was confident that he could take on three of the Jiang family's warriors by himself. However, he knew that he could not achieve the same effect as Ding Meng, who was as immovable as a mountain.
Could it be that this Ding Meng was an advanced level wargod?
His perception of Ding Meng could not be blamed. After all, he had never participated in or even heard of any of the major events that affected the Federal Empire. As the saying goes, one's strength determined one's ability to receive information.
"You really dare to touch the people of our Jiang family?" the old man in the black robe asked in shock.
Lan Bing stood up at this time. "Elder Qu, my husband has always been very benevolent. Very few people can survive after exchanging blows with him. Today, he was actually quite polite to you."
The old man in the black robe could not believe his ears. Crippling the hands of three battle-saint level origin ability users was called benevolent?
This was called being polite?
To hell with being polite. The old man in the black robe jumped up in anger, and then … there was no more then. Ding Meng's finger lightly pressed on the round table, and a table knife flew out like lightning. The handle of the knife hit the old man in the black robe's forehead. Before the old man could even jump up, his whole body swayed. Then, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.
The sharp and shiny table knife flew a circle in the air, and then flew back into Ding Meng's hand as if it had grown eyes. Ding Meng then turned to Jiang Ningyi. "What about now?
Do you still want Director Lan to stay? "
At this moment, Jiang Ningyi could no longer pretend to be calm. His legs were trembling uncontrollably. He was only a beginner level battle-master. He had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs run. Three battle-saints and a wargod could not even lift a finger in front of Ding Meng. They directly fell to the ground. If he continued to pretend to be tough, he would really be seeking death.
Jiang Ningyi's teeth were chattering. "No … no … no, no, no … you … you can all go now!"
Ding Meng laughed. "You are really shameless. You want to keep them here, and you want to let them go. Is this also the order of the Federation's higher-ups?"
Jiang Ningyi could only nod. "Yes … yes … yes …"
Ding Meng said, "But this is not my order …"
Lan Bing could see that Ding Meng did not plan to let this guy go.
"Ding Meng!" Lan Bing pulled the corner of his clothes and frowned. "He is President Jiang Qianchen's grandson …"
Ding Meng immediately interrupted her and said seriously, "If it was someone else, I would not have let it go. It is because he is the president's man that I want to let everyone know that if they want a woman, they can go elsewhere. But if they dare to hit me, Ding Meng, what kind of price will they have to pay?"
After saying that, he raised his hand slightly. With a flash of a knife, Jiang Ningyi screamed and fell to the ground, rolling desperately.
Ding Meng did not want to kill him. Instead, he cut off his little finger. "Yiran, take a good picture and give it a close-up. Spread the news. I will see who comes to save him before 12 o 'clock. If no one comes, I will cut him into thirty-six pieces."
"Okay!"
Liang Yiran also didn't mind blowing things up. In any case, she had already seen Ding Meng's strength. Now, even if all the intelligent robot guards of Blue Pole Star City arrived, they wouldn't be able to do anything to Ding Meng.
Lan Bing didn't object anymore. Ding Meng had always kept a low profile and rarely showed off. Moreover, she had done so to protect Lan Bing.
"Weren't you very arrogant just now?"
Ding Meng looked at Jiang Ningyi, who was rolling on the ground, and sneered. "One person dares to represent the will of the Federation's higher-ups. Then, let me see what the higher-ups of the Federation think."
His boots stepped on the ground slightly, and the stool next to him suddenly slid forward and hit Jiang Ningyi's head with a bang. Jiang Ningyi flew more than ten meters away, knocking over three tables along the way. This time, he could not even cry out in pain. He fell to the ground and fainted.
Ding Meng was still sneering. "Someone wants to buy my Bingyi Group's route, but no one came out to say anything. I will cripple this kid now. Let's see who will speak up for him."
Lan Bing understood and immediately said, "I also talked to the governor of Blue Pole Star City about this problem. Our Bingyi Group's annual taxes are very high, but the governor asked me to consider the overall situation."
Ding Meng said, "Well, this kid wouldn't dare to cause trouble in my territory even if he had ten thousand guts. It would be strange if there was no one behind him."
Liang Yiran said, "Ding Meng, are you saying that someone is behind our Bingyi Group?"
Ding Meng waved his hand and said, "It's not as simple as you think. I will take care of it."
The three chatted for a while more before the banquet hall's door was finally pushed open. A group of soldiers surrounded a middle-aged official and walked in. Looking at the uniform of this official, one could tell that he was the chief governor of Blue Pole Star City.
"Director Lan, Director Liang!" After the governor came in, he first greeted the two heads with a smile.
Lan Bing also smiled back. "Senior Mu."
This governor's name was Mu Juyan, and he was backed by the people of Blue Pole Star City's Mu Family. Mu Hua was Mu Juyan's grandson. There were many influential people in Blue Pole Star City, so Lan Bing could ignore them all, but she still respected the governor.
Mu Juyan was obviously an old hand in politics. He smiled and greeted, "This must be Mr. Ting Ding Meng, right?
This humble one has admired you for a long time, but unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to meet you. Why don't I take advantage of today's beautiful scenery to be the host? What do you think … "
Ding Meng interrupted him rudely. "If you're here to plead for these things, I advise you to give up on that idea."
"No, no!"
Mu Juyan was still smiling. "I'm here purely because of your reputation. I've heard of Mr. Ting's great name once or twice."
Ding Meng turned his head and stared at him. "Since you know me, why did you allow someone to maliciously acquire my Bingyi Group's shipping routes? I don't believe that you don't know anything about this."
Anyone who was targeted by Ding Meng would feel terrible. Mu Juyan's scalp tingled. "This …"
Ding Meng said lightly, "How much value has the Bingyi Group's shipping routes created for Blue Pole Star City?
Now that Lil Bing is under pressure, it's fine if you don't want to help share the burden, but you even dare to plead for Jiang Ningyi. Seeing that you didn't bring a large group of robot guards, I won't make things difficult for you. You can leave. You don't have the qualifications to deal with this matter. "
The group of soldiers immediately revealed shocked expressions. This was the highest ranking officer in Blue Pole Star City, yet he didn't have the qualifications to deal with a small fight in the city. The problem was that Mu Juyan couldn't leave or stay. He could only stand there awkwardly. He didn't know the power of the boss behind the Bingyi Group, but he had heard of the nickname War God Ding Meng. In the Holy Grail Federation, the influence of a War God was not to be underestimated. Offending a War God was no different from offending an entire fleet.
Of course, he had to be clear about Ding Meng's true rank. He was probably already regretting stepping through this door.