Chapter Seventy-Six: Zefa: There is absolutely no problem there in the Warring States!

It was a long time before the roar and crackling in the arena gradually subsided.

The current martial arts arena is already divided and miserable.

Aside from the safety of Randall and Zefa, which had been left for Christatar, there was only one place left in ruins.

Randall, who was lying on the ruins, was shattered and disappeared at this time, and his upper clothes were directly reduced to nothingness.

It can be seen that on ***'s body, there is a blue and a purple patch, full of Zefa's deep love.

The result of the battle was, of course, a complete victory for Zefa.

Zefa was not to mention injured, and even the clothes on his body were intact.

It's just that he is a little distracted at this time.

He looked at Randall's gaze with a look of shock.

"Get up, boy! Don't pretend!"

Zefa said angrily.

As soon as the words fell, Randall, who was originally lying on the corpse, instantly deceived the corpse.

Medical miracles.>

"Hehe, Mr. Zefa's fists are really powerful!"

Randall said with a flattering expression.

Although he has such a dignified face now, he can't see any face...

Then he changed his words and said pitifully:

"I'm injured, I may have to lie down for three or five years, eh~"

"Hehe, three or five years, right, if you don't talk well, the old man will let you really lie down for three years and five years now!"

Zefa said quietly.

Randall suddenly jumped up from the ground, his whole body flashed white, and his skin suddenly returned to whiteness.

Heal.>

Zefa looked at Randall, who had fully recovered, but suddenly remembered something.

That is, Randall's previous injury, the doctors were amazed, saying that it was a miracle that he survived.

However, in just one week, he was almost cured.

It's simply...

At that time, he was angry with Randall, so he didn't react.

At this time, he suddenly realized this incredible thing, and he couldn't help but be shocked by his perverted resilience.

He couldn't help but shake his head, then patted Randall on the shoulder, and said rather wistfully:

"Old man, you are indeed old, and the future depends on you young people."

When Randall heard this, he just smiled and didn't answer.

At this time, Papapai ran to the nearby Cresta, originally she wanted to run to Randall, but at this time she turned her head directly and ran to Zefa.

"Grandpa Zefa's hair is still purple! Where is the old!"

The little guy's little expression is very serious.

"Hahahaha! Little Crystal is right! Hahahaha!"

When Zefa heard this, the little sad mood suddenly disappeared.

Seeing this, Randall couldn't help but laugh.

In the same way, it is still necessary to divide who to say.

If Randall said it, it would probably be another fat beating.

After beating him, Zefa's mood will also improve.

Well? Is this a different path?

"By the way, boy, who did you meet this time?"

Zefa retracted his smile and asked.

Randall said indifferently:

"Douglas Barrett. I'm unlucky......

With that, Randall told Zefa about his experience of entering the new world.

Hearing this, Zefa was also silent.

Is this disciple of his own so unlucky...

Although the weather in the new world is unpredictable, it is not enough to encounter such a level of natural disasters...

And it's been encountered twice in a row...

However, in the end, Randall survived due to a natural disaster, and I don't know whether to call him unfortunate or lucky...

"Heir of the Devil

Barrett..."

Zefa muttered to himself, his expression serious.

It's a name that no matter who mentions it, they won't feel easy.

Of course, only to those who know who he is.

Even as a general, he didn't dare to say that he could win this person 100%.

Thinking of this, Zefa couldn't help but glare at Randall.

"Hmph, it's your fate this time!"

"Hey~" Randall just giggled.

"Hey, what, hey! If you tell the old man before you go to the new world, the old man will stop you at that time!

Not long ago, Sengoku just mentioned to the old man that Barrett was stirring up trouble in the new world!"

"I know it's wrong!"

Randall apologized sincerely.

"Grandpa Zefa, Brother Randall already knows that he is wrong! Shall we forgive him?"

Christa spoke cutely.

As soon as she spoke, Zefa's unkind expression immediately vanished.

"Good, good! Little Crystal said forgive him, then forgive him!"

When Randall heard this, he hugged Christa and burst into tears:

"It's still the little crystal that is good to me~"

Rubbing Christa's little head, Randall suddenly said:

"Mr. Zefa, will the Navy crusade against Barrett in the future?"

Zefa nodded:

"Of course! The danger of this person is extremely high, and he has caused a lot of damage in the New World, and many member countries have already protested.

As long as the location of the other party can be determined, the arrest will be carried out immediately."

Then, Zefa glanced at Randall and said:

"You kid ask this, do you want to..."

Randall nodded, not speaking, but his gaze was steadfast.

He said that if it is good, it will be rewarded, and if it is bad, it will be careful.

Although he met Barrett, he was a blessing in disguise, and his strength changed qualitatively.

But Barrett almost killed him is also an ironclad fact.

And even if he didn't die, he would have been in bed for a week!

If he didn't let him sanction this person himself, he was afraid that he would go mad.

Seeing this, Zefa thought about it in his heart.

In the end, I found that if this kid was involved, there didn't seem to be any problem...

Putting aside whether Randall will play a role for the time being, Zefa is sure that with his strength, he will definitely not lag behind.

It's a beating... After fighting Randall, the conclusions drawn!

"Since you insist, so be it!

Feel relieved! Although this matter is very important, others say that it is useless, the old man speaks, there is absolutely no problem in the Warring States!

Just look at it!"

Zefa patted his chest and assured Randall.

......

"What?! No way! Zefa, are you confused?!"

In the office, Sengoku slapped the table and yelled at Asawafa.

Zefa's identity quickly dodged the saliva of the Warring States, and then said dissatisfiedly:

"You're old and confused! I'm serious!"

Sengoku continued to roar:

"It's only been seven days! Seven days!

That kid probably hasn't woken up yet!

When the time comes, the location will be determined, and it may be difficult for that kid to get out of bed!

Do you think Barrett is the kind of person who doesn't attack the wounded?!

Do you think that level of combat is a game?!

Do you want him to die?!"

He really didn't understand why Zefa suddenly started to nerve.

Why are they so uneasy one by one!

(╯‵□′)╯︵┴─┴

Zefa's eyes widened, and he said, "The old man doesn't need you to teach! The old man knows it! The old man is serious!"

Warring states:

"You know what a fart!"