"Big brother, we're really not a force from outer space!" The leader's voice sounded like he was crying.
Ding Meng didn't bother to ask any more questions. With a gentle suction of his palm, a sharp table knife on the table appeared between his fingers.
After that, Ding Meng slowly squatted down in front of him. The leader was scared out of his wits when he saw the shiny table knife. Pirates were all about eating, drinking, and having fun. If one or two key parts of their body were missing, what was the point of doing well in the future?
"Big brother, I really don't have any force," the leader said in tears.
"Huh?"
Ding Meng found that this guy didn't seem to be lying. "Let me ask you, where are the people in this town?"
The leader hurriedly said, "They … they were taken away."
Ding Meng asked, "Where were they sent to?"
The leader said, "The starship … the starship!"
Ding Meng waved the table knife. "Where is the starship?"
The leader said, "North of the town, 50 kilometers from here!"
Ding Meng continued, "Why did you take them away?"
The leader said, "I don't know. Boss told us to do it."
Ding Meng frowned and said, "Who is your boss? Tell me his name!"
The leader said, "Hu … Hu Biao!"
Why does this name sound so familiar?
Ding Meng suddenly remembered that it was Hu Biao who led the team that massacred the refugees of planet KV303. Later, his arms and heart were destroyed by Ding Meng in his base on Cypress Grove. Ding Meng didn't expect that this guy was still alive and had come to Thousand Sails Star.
Ding Meng sneered. "So you're from the Extreme Pirate Corps."
In fact, the Extreme Pirate Corps had long ceased to exist. When Ding Meng killed everyone on Cypress Planet, Lu Ming and the other leaders had been killed by him. Later, their successors could not stand the actions of these pirates, so they were expelled from Cypress Planet. Hu Biao was one of the dregs, and he led his people to Zeta Tu Star Field.
It seemed that he had been too lenient back then, allowing this scourge to escape to this place. Ding Meng stood up. Wherever he looked, the group of women in the corner had all recovered their strength by using telekinesis. One by one, they got up.
Ding Meng looked at the leader with a broken leg and sneered, "I can spare your life, but it's none of my business whether others kill you or not."
The leader was horrified to find that the natives had picked up the photoelectric guns from the ground. These women had been humiliated by them. Now that they had weapons in their hands, it was easy to imagine what would happen to him.
"F * ck!" The leader murmured.
Ding Meng walked out of the church. Outside, corpses were strewn all over the ground. Every corpse had a hole in their heart.
Ding Meng's eyelids drooped. "I say, you're really cruel. You didn't even let them go when they were dead."
Eisendale gritted her teeth and said, "Scum who bully women deserve to die."
"Cough, cough!"
Ding Meng felt a chill for no reason. His relationship with Eisendale was similar. Was she going to use extreme methods too?
"Where are we going now?" Eisendale asked.
Ding Meng said decisively, "Let's go to the starship and see what they're doing."
As soon as the two left, the sound of photoelectric guns firing rang out in the church. The leader was probably blown up.
There was no starlight in the depths of the Gobi Desert under the silent night. Instead, it was misty drizzle. In fact, this place was like a wet and muddy swamp in the Devouring Sector, which was the so-called polluted area.
On the muddy grassland, a shabby medium-sized transport ship was anchored in the quagmire. The entire ship was brightly lit, but Ding Meng and Eisendale were undoubtedly disappointed. It was unrealistic to expect this unmarked starship to return to the Federation.
The connecting cabin was wide open, and a group of fully armed pirates were moving large containers down the lift, pushing them deeper into the swamp.
Eisendale used her Origin Energy to sense carefully. She could not help but be shocked. These boxes were filled with living people. At a glance, she knew that they were the natives. However, these people were exceptionally large, as if they had been carefully cultivated and fed to be fat and big. They were living giant pigs.
An ominous feeling rose in Eisendale's heart. "They are …"
Ding Meng's face was very ugly. "The Devouring Sector's demon generals are flesh-eaters. They specialize in devouring living humans to complete their evolution."
Eisendale said in a low voice, "We can't let them feed people to the monsters."
Ding Meng nodded. "I'll leave the pirates outside to you. I'll go inside the starship."
Then, he shot toward the connecting cabin like an arrow. With their skills, these ordinary pirates could not see them at all.
After Ding Meng boarded the ship, he rushed directly to the command hall. Along the way, there were armed soldiers, but these people were completely invisible to him. When the Terminator released his psychic power, no one could see his real body. They directly fainted and fell to the ground. The alarms on the transport ship kept ringing.
The alloy door of the command hall was quickly kicked open by Ding Meng. He was too lazy to pay attention to the staff at the control desk. He saw a group of people sitting in the lounge, among them a few old men. The leader was Hu Biao from the pirate team. Hu Biao's arms were fitted with alloy prosthetics. There was no aura of Origin Energy on his body. He had indeed been crippled by Ding Meng.
When he saw the intruder clearly, Hu Biao was shocked. "Ding Meng, it's you!"
Ding Meng sneered. "I was too kind. It was my fault that I didn't kill you completely back then. I didn't expect you to transport the residents here to the Devouring Sector like animals."
Hu Biao sneered. "Ding Meng, do you think you can order me around with your mediocre skills? You came at the right time. It's time to settle the score with Bogus Star."
Seeing Hu Biao's fearless look, Ding Meng scanned the old men with his psychic power. He couldn't help but laugh. "Hu Biao, is this the backer you're relying on?"
Hu Biao immediately turned his head to look at one of the hale and hearty old men in a suit, "Old Nian, this is the brat who destroyed Brother Ming's Extreme Thief Corps back then. I'll leave it to you this time, this brat is at most a war elder."
It was obvious that his information was too outdated. His knowledge of Ding Meng was still the same as it was eight years ago. Of course, he couldn't be blamed for being uninformed. The main reason was that Ding Meng's current reputation was only known by a small number of people in the top circle. A lowly character like him didn't even have the qualifications to know.
Old Nian took two steps forward and looked at Ding Meng with interest. "Hehe, you're quite interesting. Kid, you're only in your thirties. How dare you meddle in our business?"
Ding Meng sighed. "You'd better tell me your family. Maybe I'll consider letting you live. If you don't, I'm sorry, but I can only think of you as the same kind of trash as Hu Biao."
"Arrogant!" Old Nian's face sank. "What qualifications do you have to ask about the Nian family's business?"
Ding Meng's eyelids drooped. He had never heard of the Nian family. "Which Nian family?"
"Ignorant!"
Old Nian didn't hesitate. He took a step forward and slapped him. "Let me teach you a lesson first. Do you know how to respect your elders?"
His palm was red all over. Obviously, he cultivated the thermodynamic system. As he moved, the surrounding temperature rose sharply. It seemed that he had some attainments in origin energy.
But so what?
If he encountered a monster like Ding Meng, he would be digging his own grave. In the eyes of Hu Biao and the others, this palm strike was extremely powerful. However, in Ding Meng's eyes, it couldn't be any slower. He didn't even have the slightest interest in dodging.
The palm struck Ding Meng's forehead like lightning. At least, Hu Biao and the others thought that the palm had hit. However, for some reason, Old Nian's feet slipped and he staggered over his head. He couldn't stop in time and fell to the ground.
Ding Meng helplessly shook his head and slowly walked toward Hu Biao. "You're already so old, yet you're still so careless. Sigh …"
"Stop right there!" Another old man in a grey mandarin gown shouted sternly.
Ding Meng was amused. "I'm not going to stop. What are you going to do about it?"
The old man in the grey jacket was enraged. He spread out his palms and slammed them together. This was a classic ice-type technique. Unfortunately, the dark ice energy that he had imagined would turn Ding Meng into an ice sculpture didn't appear. Ding Meng was still walking slowly, perfectly fine.
The man in the grey jacket almost suspected that he wasn't circulating his Origin Energy. He once again gathered all his strength and pushed his palms forward. He had clearly released his ice-type Origin Energy, but there was nothing in the air. There was no ice wall, no white gas, no fluctuations …
He had cultivated ice-type Origin Energy for over a hundred years, but he couldn't immediately explain what was going on.
Actually, the reason was very simple. Ding Meng's telekinesis had already formed a telekinesis field that controlled the entire command center. As soon as he exerted his power, Ding Meng also secretly released his Origin Energy. The heat instantly vaporized his ice-type Origin Energy, but it happened too quickly. No one present could detect it, nor could they see it.
In the end, the difference in strength was too great. Even if you wanted to fight, you couldn't.
"There's something strange about this kid!" The man in the grey jacket had a bad feeling.
At this moment, the old man had already gotten up and turned around, preparing to launch another sneak attack from behind. Ding Meng sighed helplessly. "I've already said that you're quite old. You look like you're over a hundred years old. You dare to be so arrogant when you're just a combat master?"
He suddenly turned around and exhaled. Just this casual exhalation caused the old man to feel as if he had slammed into an iron wall. His entire body was sent flying dozens of meters before slamming into a control panel.
More than half of the alloy control panel had collapsed, and sparks of electricity crackled from it. The old man collapsed to the ground. It looked like he had been knocked unconscious.
Everyone's eyes widened in shock. What kind of god-like technique was this? How could it knock someone unconscious with a single breath?
The man in the grey jacket panicked. "Everyone, let's attack together!"
He still had some insight and knew that there was something strange going on. This brat in front of him wasn't weak. He definitely wasn't a Battle Sovereign. He was very likely a high-level Battle Master, or even a general-level Battle Warrior.
If the five of them attacked together, they might still have a chance.
Seeing the five old men surround him, their hands and feet flashing wildly with red and blue light, Ding Meng couldn't be bothered to distinguish their Elements and Battle Techniques. He simply stood there without moving and crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Come, come, come. I want to see what kind of tricks you guys have up your sleeves."