"Fireball Technique!" Looking down at the group of vicious men with guns, Dongfang Ming felt no pressure at all. He calmly called out a finger, summoned a flame ball, and controlled the ball to shoot at the large earth ball.

"Boom!" In the blink of an eye, the red fireball shot into the ball of earth, making a deafening explosion, instantly blowing out half of the soil wrapped around the tentacle monster.

Of course, although the tentacle monster escaped, it was actually not easy. It was not just the soil that exploded, but also some of its tentacles.

When Ding Li saw this scene, his vicious face became even more ugly, and then he yelled angrily: "Shoot!"

Ding Li's son Ding Wenqing trembled with his feet, looking at the young man in the Hummer in the distance. This man seemed to be better than his father.

After a moment, the loaded villains raised their rifles and pointed them at Dongfang Ming on the roof of the Hummer, pulled the trigger, and bullets flew out.

Seeing the thugs pointing their guns at him, Dongfang Ming's face changed and instantly summoned a row of fireballs to surround the Hummer, which happened to block the bullets that were shooting like rain.

Suddenly, the shots turned into pools of metal liquid at high temperature.

Seeing this, Boss Ding's face turned pale for some reason. He gritted his teeth, hesitated for a moment before shouting: "Retreat!"

After hearing the boss's order, the more than ten men were relieved and put away their rifles and prepared to run away. They were originally a group of gang members, and they had been with Boss Ding for several years. They naturally knew the boss's temper, otherwise they would have run away under the oppression of the other party. The battle between the gods was not something that they could interfere casually.

Seeing that my dad was slapped down and shouted to run away, Ding Wenqing immediately became energetic and ran out first.

"Boss Ding..." Seeing his companions retreating and running away one after another, the young boy did not follow immediately, but stayed there instead. He swallowed a saliva and looked at Boss Ding who had not yet retreated, and couldn't help but shout.

"Oh." Looking at the performance of his biological son and the young man, Ding Li shook his head and sighed disappointedly, and whispered: "Xiao Peng, you run away quickly. I'll come to the palace." Ding Li actually liked this young man named Peng Hong. If he hadn't already had such a big son, he would have considered this young man to be his adopted son and be his future heir.

"Boss Ding, let me stay with you." Peng Hong hesitated for a few seconds after hearing this, gritted his teeth and made up his mind to reply. He turned out to be a child who was living in the street. He survived without worries about food and clothing and followed Boss Ding in the dark world. His feelings for this life-savior were no worse than his biological parents. He asked him to leave Boss Ding and run away like this. Peng Hong really couldn't do it.

"No..." Ding Li naturally would not agree when he heard Peng Hong's words.

But just as he spoke out against it, Dongfang Ming, who was disconnected, was no longer interested in wasting time with the thugs, so he simply controlled the fireball to shoot, turning the intersections into seas of fire. He stopped these evil men who had lost their fighting spirit from escaping and prepared to teach them some lessons.

"Go. Gilly monsters, explode them!" However, Dongfang Ming is not a pervert who likes to kill people. It is naturally impossible to use killing as a lesson. So Dongfang Ming chose the old trick and ordered the tentacle monster to explode these evil thugs. After all, Dongfang Ming is such a kind and good man, and he is ready to kill people at will. Of course, he is unhappy in killing scumbags and beasts, because how can they be considered humans!

After seeing this scene, Boss Ding's words were stuck in his throat. He looked at the tentacle monster running over with a dead face. The other party obviously didn't want to let them go, so he had to fight to the death now.

The fierce light flashed in Boss Ding's eyes, and he growled: "Stone Cone Technique", and controlled the cone rock to shoot at the young man. Since you want to keep us, then pay some price!

As a boss who is in the underworld, Boss Ding seems to have a natural sense of ruthlessness. When dealing with those who push him into desperate situations, he will hold a spirit that you don’t want me to live well, so don’t think about a good life and fight with the other party. Boss Ding also relies on this ruthlessness that is far beyond ordinary people to win over those opponents who push him into desperate situations and conquer the world in xx city.

However, in Dongfang Ming's eyes, Boss Ding's actions became a struggle before his death. The attack of a level five mage, except for provocation, only the smell of being dying.

So, Dongfang Ming used a fireball technique to blow the stone cone into pieces, and also issued a new order to the tentacle monster:

"Gild monster, let me blow the scarface first!"

Seeing that the stone cone he condensed was easily shattered by the opponent, Boss Ding's face became particularly pale in addition to being a little dead. Using skills will consume mental and physical strength. As a mage who just level 5, all his attribute points were added to his intelligence, but his physical strength was now gone. It is also worth mentioning that Ding Li's initial attributes have the highest strength and the lowest intelligence.

"Fuck!" Feeling the softness and weakness coming from his body, Ding Li couldn't help but curse. Whether it was the earth wall technique or the earthen prison technique, it was too mental and physical. In terms of mental power, he was okay with intelligence of nearly 40 points, but in terms of physical strength, he could only laugh. Because he had not added a little bit of physical strength, he relied on his eleven o'clock physique at the beginning, and he had to hold on to the present. He did not need to take action when he met ordinary people. Although he had encountered two of the god-fellows, the other party's level was too low and he was killed instantly. It was not until now that he met Dongfang Ming that Ding Li realized how great the problem of insufficient physical strength was.

Mental power mainly reflects control, but physical strength limits the number of times of using skills. In short, no matter how much mental power is, the mage who does not have enough physical strength to play with hair. Reality is not a game, who makes the mage in the game use blue, while the mage in reality relies on physical strength to work.

For this reason, Da Da Ding, who had only played the Little Ba Wang game console when he was a child, was extremely angry. Because his son asked him to add intelligence, he actually listened. The reason was that his bullshit son was a boy who was an Internet addicted for a while and knew quite well about the mages in online games, so he directly cheated his father.

At this time, Ding Wenqing, who had no way to escape, returned to his father. Seeing his father's face pale face, he thought his mana had been consumed almost, so he shouted: "Dad, take blue drugs quickly!"

Ding Li was furious when he heard this, so he wanted to raise his hand to slap the turtle son, and curse: "Take your mother's blue medicine!"

However, thinking about it, Ding Li couldn't do it now. He had only a little strength, and it was a loss to use it to hit this turtle son.
Chapter completed!