"Nice power on that Hidden Weapon. And then?"
He smiled at Tang San, his words filled with mockery.
Hidden Weapons were all about killing in a single strike. Unfortunately, Ning Bei's greatest specialty was preventing himself from being killed in a single strike.
In other words, there was no being in this world that could kill him.
Tang San's expression shifted from smugness to shock, then from astonishment to ferocity. His free hand clenched tight, his nails digging deep into his flesh.
"Impossible. Why is this happening? What the hell are you?"
"Same to you. Didn't you come back to life from Slaughter City too?"
"There's no reason you're allowed to cheat, but when someone else cheats you start sniping at them. You can't be too Tang San as a person!"
Ning Bei glanced at Tang San disdainfully, not letting a single chance to mock him slip by. In truth, even if Little Angel had been hit by the Guanyin Tear just now, he could still have used an Elixir to restore her, but he really did not want to watch Little Angel's heart get shattered, so he had blocked the blow for her.
Unlike Tang San's fury and disbelief, endless joy instantly spread across Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing's pretty faces.
"That's wonderful, A Bei!"
"Be more careful yourself. I already warned you about his strange methods."
"I—I know."
Ning Bei being injured had been caused by her own carelessness, so Little Angel, for once, did not talk back to her man.
The deeply wounded Tang San forcefully pulled his mind back. Now was not the time to stand around dazed. If he did not do something soon, it would no longer be the previous one against seven, but one against twelve.
Tang San did not think he could