"The chief steward, why did that kid break the rules of Wanbao Building, and also-" Qing Nu's words were not finished, and he was stopped by the chief steward.

At this time, the dissatisfaction of the chief steward had disappeared, and he said to the young slave: "Okay, the rules of Wanbaolou are also set by the high-level, since the people above promised to make an exception, but it is nothing." ”

After the chief steward said this, he instructed the young man Wanbaolou not to provoke, otherwise he would be severely punished.

Qing Nu's instructions to Wanbaolou were naturally carried out unconditionally, but what puzzled her was which high-level the chief steward was talking about, and why she was so scruple about the young man.

Seinfeld didn't know that he was listed as a key target by Wanbaolou, and he was the kind he couldn't afford to provoke, if he knew this, he would definitely be shocked.

"The dragon pattern gun is in his own hands, it is estimated that those red-eyed guys should have been unable to hold it for a long time, and it is okay, just enough to see the power of this dragon pattern gun. ”

He slowly walked out of Wanbao Tower, and now Seinfeld still has short hair and is very capable, but the rookie is transformed into a long shirt and the dragon pattern gun behind it, which makes Seinfeld look particularly chic and freehand.

Outside the Wanbao Building was a wide street, and Seinfeld walked slowly, although the surrounding area of the Wanbao Building was a prosperous area, but Seinfeld walked along the relatively deserted street. He had already felt a few glances that fell on him from time to time, Seinfeld laughed, didn't care, and continued to move forward.

The road was tactful, and after crossing the corner, Seinfeld's eyes were attracted by the man standing in the middle of the street, this man was fat and broad-headed, holding a golden octagonal hammer in his hand, but it was the Chang Maniac among the sons of several families who participated in the bidding, when he saw Seinfeld walking slowly, grinned, and said: "It's good, you really got the dragon gun, hehe, so I just need to snatch him from your hand, it's fine, but don't worry, I will give you a certain amount of black crystal ore." ”

Seinfeld was speechless, this Chang Madness was direct, and he made it clear that he wanted to grab the dragon pattern gun, but Seinfeld thought it was funny, this kid grabbed it, and even gave himself black crystal ore, which was also interesting.

"Let's go, you're not my opponent, lest I hurt you!" Seinfeld said lightly.

Chang was furious: "Who are you looking down on? I am a big man in the Chang family, a powerhouse in the Lingwu Realm——"

However, before he could finish his words, Seinfeld's body moved, and Tengdi attacked Chang Mania's chest with a punch, blasting him out of the air. There was a muffled sound, and he fell to the ground wildly. However, Seinfeld didn't make a ruthless move, and although he fell his brother, he was not injured at all.

"Ahhh

Chang was furious, like a mad ape, as soon as his body moved, a golden octagonal long hammer slammed down towards Seinfeld, I have to say, this Chang Madness is indeed powerful, when the golden hammer fell, it seemed that the entire space was shaken.

"I don't know what to call the little guy. ”

Seinfeld was speechless, he didn't expect that his kindness turned into the other party's intensification, his body didn't, but his right hand suddenly leaned forward, Seinfeld's shot was too fast, and he instantly grabbed the handle of the golden hammer, and under the sudden force, Chang Mad felt a force so strong that he was simply shocked that it was transmitted to him, and the golden octagonal hammer fell on Seinfeld's hand, Seinfeld snorted coldly, and as soon as his hand moved, the hammer was booming, and smashed towards Chang Fei's head.

"It's over!"

At that moment, Chang Mad didn't forget how to dodge, but his body seemed to be frozen and unable to move, seeing that his head was about to be hit by the golden urge, Chang Mad could even imagine that his head was smashed to pieces like a watermelon, but at this time, he only felt a burst of coolness, but the golden octagonal hammer was retracted in time, just lightly attached to his face.

"Get out!" Seinfeld snorted.

"Who are you going to kill me?" Chang was stunned, although he broke out in a cold sweat and even his clothes were soaked, he still didn't understand it very much.

Seinfeld said coldly, "Hurry up"

"Thank you for not killing!" Chang Mad did not hesitate, he grabbed the golden hammer, hugged his fist at Seinfeld, and walked away without looking back, for him, this young man was too powerful, and it was ridiculous that he even wanted to take the dragon pattern gun from his hand.

Seinfeld shook his head, although this Chang Maniac is a rough man, his heart is not too fast, but next, if anyone does not open his eyes and block his way, then he will not be so easy to speak.

Seinfeld continued to walk, and soon after, he saw a young man in white standing in the middle of the road with this snow spear in his hand. When he saw Seinfeld coming, he suddenly had a sense that the city was as I expected, and he said, "It's faster than I expected, this is too crazy!"

"I advise you to leave quickly, or it will be too late to regret it. Seinfeld said lightly.

"Draw a gun!" Mo Tian said coldly.

"You're not worthy!" Seinfeld said lightly.

"Look for death!"

Mo Tian was completely enraged by Seinfeld, the snow spear in his hand was abrupt, and one by one the spear flowers shrouded towards Seinfeld, this is not a simple spear flower, it is full of killing machines, once it is hit by a gun flower, it can definitely tear a person's body apart.

"Electric Light Fist!"

Seinfeld let out a loud shout, his fists shook, and he saw a fist flower blasting towards one gun flower after another, and it happened that one fist flower was against another gun flower. Pengpeng's voice was endless, and those spears were all defeated by Seinfeld's fists without exception.

"Vulnerable!" Seinfeld shook his head.

Mo Tian's face was extremely ugly, he was a highly conceited person, and at this time, he felt Seinfeld's disdain, which was difficult for him to accept.

"Die!"

Mo Tian's body rushed out, as a strong man in the early stage of the Lingwu Realm, Mo Tian's strength was much stronger than the ordinary Lingwu Realm, which was naturally inseparable from the careful cultivation of the Mo family, but Mo Tian could play tricks in front of others, but for Seinfeld, An was really nothing.

Xingchen moved at will, and Seinfeld's body was like a ghost, easily avoiding Mo Tian's violent blow, and at the same time, Seinfeld's hand slashed heavily on Mo Tian's back, and Mo Tian's body fell to the ground in a daze. He felt his mind pound and he passed out.

Seinfeld raised his foot and kicked his body out abruptly, and at the moment when Seinfeld stepped out, he could easily hear the sound of bones clicking and breaking, obviously, under Seinfeld's heavy feet, Mo Tian was seriously injured.

Seinfeld really didn't care about Mo Tian's life, he didn't stop at all, and after a while, he saw a person on a stone bench in front of him.

"You're ready to make a move, too?"

Seinfeld frowned, he didn't expect that the next person to shoot at himself would be the black guy who had participated in the dragon pattern gun auction.