"Ahem...... Damn, I'm careless......" Oz stood up from the wreckage of the carriage filled with smoke, clutched his painful stomach, spat a mouthful of blood foam, and didn't care about the embarrassed appearance, he opened his legs and was about to rush towards Aslan, at the same time, a yellow light suddenly burst out of his chest, obviously preparing to possess the fighting spirit. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"If you take one step further, I'll kill him. Aslan stared coldly at Oz, who was thirty paces away, and the latter immediately stopped his progress and looked at him with resentment.

"Boy, should I say that you are very kind, or should I say that you are stupid?" Oz threatened in a cold voice: "Do you know who you are holding hostage! Let me tell you, he is the second son of Lord Wilson, and he is not something you can afford to provoke. ”

Hearing the name of Lord Wilson, Aslan's pupils flickered slightly, although he had murderous intentions towards Ruben, but in full view of everyone, he had to act rationally.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with this conflict, the old cigarette butt said: "Although this is not the territory of Lord Wilson, but the southern border of Roland is adjacent to the Kingdom of Veronga, although we have the ability to eradicate Oz and Reuben, if Lord Wilson knows that his son has been killed, he will definitely mobilize all his forces to capture us, and at that time we will also become a bounty criminal." ”

The old cigarettebutt's suggestion made Aslan realize that the situation was not going against him, and he saw some soldiers gathering towards the red carpet aisle, and once they were surrounded, it would be difficult for them to get out.

After making a decision, Aslan temporarily suppressed the killing intention, put on a disdainful look at Oz, and said, "Lord Wilson, do you think we will be afraid of him?"

Hearing this, Oz's body shook suddenly, as if he remembered something, and his erratic expression flowed between Aslan and Eldwin.

He hadn't forgotten that he had just received a blow from the blonde girl, although he was caught off guard by the other party's sneak attack, but a girl who looked like she was only a teenager was able to knock her own high-level secret gold fighter flying, which was enough to show one thing, that is, the girl had a strength that surpassed several times that of her peers!

"Impossible, it's not realistic at all!" Oz's expression was cloudy.

After serving under Lord Wilson for so long, he had naturally seen many royal grandsons, but he had never seen such a perverted existence as Aldwin.

The attack just now, with his years of combat experience, could naturally be judged to be a substantial spiritual power attack, if that blonde girl was not a great magician with strong spiritual power, then she must have some powerful magician on her body.

In fact, Oz is more inclined to the latter, after all, a teenage archmage, once it is released, will definitely shock the world and become the seed that the major forces will fight for at the cost of bloodshed.

But even if it is capable of knocking away the Secret Gold Fighter's mental power attack type magic guide, it is not something that ordinary people can have.

Maybe there is really a great force behind them, thinking of this possibility, Oz's tone became softened: "As long as you release the second prince, this matter will be temporarily suspended." ”

Aslan looked coldly at Reuben kneeling in front of him, and sneered: "I'm afraid that the parties are not very willing." ”

Hearing Aslan's threat, Ruben immediately cried bitterly and said: "I'm willing, I'm absolutely willing!!You're about to let me go!!"

"I don't need you to teach me how to do things!" Aslan intensified, his five fingers gripped deeply into Ruben's arm, and the latter immediately howled in pain, his face instantly turned pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Under Oz's tearful gaze, Aslan lifted Ruben up, put his back in front of him, and said with a sullen expression: "The kick you owe Harpy, I'll kick it." ”

After saying that, Aslan kicked Ruben on the back hard, and under the huge thrust, the second ancestor, who was still arrogant and domineering, flew out in great embarrassment at this moment, and Oz hurriedly kicked his feet and jumped into the air, holding Ruben before he fell to the ground.

At this time, a red tide surged up, and it was the soldiers who were stationed outside the guild hall in red uniforms, roughly counting at least two hundred, they surrounded the red carpet passage, some female nobles had never seen such a big battle, and their originally proud expressions instantly turned into panic.

A bloated and short, pockmarked officer brushed aside the soldiers in front of him with both hands, walked in front of Aslan and the others, and glanced at the people on the red carpet with a pair of pig eyes, and when his gaze fell on Lu himself, who had a painful face, he couldn't help but look a little surprised.

When he saw the splendid robe that Lu himself was wearing, he judged that he had a noble family background.

"I'm the patrol officer of the Garo neighborhood, and someone reported that there was a disturbance and brawl here, can any of you tell the official who the suspects are?" Although the pock-faced patrol officer was questioning, his eyes kept wandering over Aslan and Reuben, and he didn't know what he was weighing.

"You're the patrol officer, that's just in time!" Reuben endured the pain from his left arm, raised his intact right arm and pointed at Aslan and the others and smiled sinisterly: "These untouchables dare to do something to this prince, I want you to arrest them all!"

"Prince Ben?" the pock-faced patrolman's eyes flashed with a gleam, he looked at Ruben carefully, and asked with a low brow, "There are only two princes in the Empire, namely Lord Wilson of Veronga and Lord Constantine in the East, I wonder which prince you are the heir of?"

Seeing the soldiers who surrounded the red carpet passage, Ruben had some confidence, and naturally returned to his domineering appearance, only to see him look down at the pock-faced patrol officer who was half a year shorter than himself and said: "My father is the king of Veronga. ”

"Oh, I didn't expect to meet His Royal Highness the Prince here, it's really a disappointment. ”

Seeing the pock-faced patrolman flattering Ruben, Aslan expected that something bad would happen, and sure enough, the next moment, the pock-faced patrolman cast a cold gaze on him, and said with a chill and indignation: "You dare to do something to the royal grandson, it's really against you!"

Barbalai, who had been standing behind Aslan and witnessing what had happened, could no longer hold back the resentment in his heart, and pointed at the pock-faced patrol officer and scolded: "You damn ugly bastard, a thug who tends to be inflammatory!"

"your grandma, you sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked guy dare to scold me!!" The pock-faced patrol officer exploded in anger, and his facial muscles trembled slightly because of anger made his pockmarked face look extremely terrifying, only to see him suddenly raise his right hand, and then suddenly pressed it down, and hissed loudly: "Arrest them for me!!"