A few of the surrounding drinkers who saw his spell casting action clearly also suddenly woke up their drunken eyes and gave them a few hard glances at the accomplices around them.

The rest of the people turned their heads to look at the smudge-strewn patterns in the corners and the split growth rings on the tabletops;

Or carefully count his carrot-thick fingers, trying to pretend that he didn't find anything abnormal, showing that he won't care about any "nosy" firm attitude~

The people at the tables who are closer to each other actually have some small calculations in their hearts.

Because they do occasionally have some "big people" here, or high-level professionals under their command who represent their wishes, come to the black market to book (bang, tie) buy (piao, ticket) gray services, or find [snakeheads] to consign "high-end goods (zang)", "professional slaves", "** of noble blood" sold on other continents and islands, and may also entrust some high-level assassins with uncertain whereabouts to deal with some shady things that are inconvenient for them to appear in person.

Most of the inferior and low-level professionals who dare to peek into the secrets of such big people will most likely even have their corpses turned into sticky rotten juice that has been refined by alchemy, and is discharged into the sea down the sewer.

For Chen Xuyuan, these gangsters can only be regarded as experiencing a small episode.

Ignoring the drunken eyes of the lazy drunkards around him, and the cautious peeping of other gang members, he walked straight to the solid red birch flat bar, flicked a gold coin in front of the bartender who was already "ready for battle", and did not look at the gold coin that was spinning upright, but commanded the bartender with a calm expression: "Take me to the head of the snake here." ”

Hear this.

The tense nerves of the "bartender" eased, as long as he didn't make trouble in the bar, otherwise an ordinary person like him who worked here would definitely be the first to suffer no matter what he didn't care about, and even if the boss finally settled the matter, it would be impossible to resurrect a little person like him who had been killed.

The other party immediately changed into a standard "professional smile", and casually found a waitress and ordered him to his face: "You take this distinguished guest to meet Mr. Paul Kochakin." Be fast~~~"

Lao Chen smiled at him with satisfaction, and then followed the plump Feng ** waiter into a portal on the side of the bar.

With his keen perception, he was naturally able to find out.

After he left, many people withdrew their eyes from the snooping eyes.

The noise in the bars has rebounded by at least 50 percent.

The eyeliner and the tentacles of news on all walks of life began again "seriously" and focused—the continued entertainment of those who should be entertained, the loud shouting and scolding of gambling and drinking, and the scruffy bearded man who succeeded in eating the tofu of the waitress who passed by, also whistled and let out a more rugged and unbridled lascivious laugh with his companions......

......

The former Duke's Palace, in the secret martial arts arena in the underground cell of the Dundean Mansion.

Synopsis.

"If I hadn't been ruined by Timoses to destroy the foundation of my cultivation, I would still need you?!" The withered Marquis Edmond Dundee leaned close to the shadow and warned: "Do your duty with all your heart! Don't think nonsense! I will give you one last test!! see if you and I have this life, and we can both survive in this troubled world." ”

Dundee's eyes widened under the frightened gaze of his wife and the shadow, and he shouted at the slave and ordered: "Giant, Verbeeg slave!! I promise you two that you can only go out of one, kill him for me, and I will set you free!"

Speak at the same time.

As soon as the lightning charm flicked through his wide sleeves, the clay-like stone tablet that was not a gold fee stone was suddenly shattered into pieces by the cold energy of the needle hidden in the Grand Duke's cotton.

The lock of the [Forbidden Circle] between the items of this sub-giant slave popped open, and the spell items that were originally used to block him from using battle qi and prevent him from leaving the designated area were split into two halves and fell to the ground with a "dang long" sound.

Except for Edmund Dundees, the other three were stunned for a moment, and the next moment this Vibegnanu howled with a beast full of joy, and roared towards the sky: "Whoa!!~~~Ai~Tucker!! roar !!!"

The shadow suddenly looked embarrassed, because the sub-giant slave had been unlocked from the spell of battle qi, and he had not been unlocked......

This is a cheat!!

But the next moment.

The situation has changed dramatically.

Vibegnu, who pretended to run forward, turned halfway through the way at the moment of rushing out, jumped into the air with great force, made a posture similar to the Hulk falling from the sky, and pounced on Marquis Edmund Dundees, who was lying on the corner of the table.

Duang！！！

The ground spell flashed, and a hemispherical sealed and transparent [Force Field Prison] suddenly flashed in midair, and the invisible force field bounced back the sub-giant, which weighed hundreds of pounds, like a fly swatter.

However, he made a sideways roll on the ground with agility and alertness, and in an instant he got to his feet, guarding against the movements of the shadows, and staring at the Marquis with hatred.

Seeing that no one was attacking him, he immediately went up again and used all his strength to hit the edge of an iron mountain in a similar position, constantly hitting with a casserole-sized fist "boom boom ......", trying to break the barrier of the magic circle, looking for an opportunity to kill the people who had enslaved him for many years and escape.

It's obvious.

Wibegenu knew very well that the shadow he had been training with for a few years was not his worst enemy, and although he hated the wrath of every human, the master who imprisoned him, Edmund Dundees, was naturally his first target of hatred.

Female humans, who are weak females, are omitted from his brain, and are treated only as appendages to Edmund Dundees.

His brain with excessive male hormone secretion, even when he was first arrested and imprisoned, because he did not have a long memory, he was punished by the angry Duke for masturbating in public several times in front of Lady Shellis.

Edmund Dundees didn't care about this, just lowered his eyelids, as if he didn't care about the offense of the slave, and just said lightly in the jerky lingua franca of the Eternal Continent: "I know you understand the lingua franca, I just said! If you kill him, I'll let you go." I have the blood of the AIDS royal family, and my words naturally count~ I don't care about your offense this time, but you don't have any more chances, he lives and you die!?"

"Roar Huo Roar ......" The sub-giant natives used the iron shield in their hands to violently hit the [Force Field Prison] several times, and found that they had no way to break it-after the operation of this kind of Laipi force field spell that specializes in restraining the martial artists, he hissed a few times in the jerky sub-giant native language for unknown meaning, turning his bloodthirsty and resentful gaze to the shadow.

He wants to vent his anger at being imprisoned by dwarf humans for many years!

So......

He stared at the shadow that was close at hand, both sides gathering momentum for the final battle......

Shadow suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

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