The first thousand and fifty-seven chapters

Inside the hotel.

A surprised expression appeared on everyone's face, and some people dared to provoke Mickey, the **** of thunder and lightning, who is high in the temple of war.

Lamber squeezed his fist, condensed his gaze on Zhuo Bufan, and there was a hint of suspicion. After all, Mickey was the long-famous Thunder God of War in the Temple of War, and his reputation was made by strength.

"Interesting, kid, crazy." Adam Witt narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Even Ward, Crowe and Ina cast their gazes in astonishment. The face of the young man with deep eyes and black hair was indifferent, which seemed not to be a joke.

"Brother Zhuo, I'm sorry, we are the one who caused you." Ina closed her eyes, her long eyelashes blinked, and glittering water slid out from the corner of her eyes.

If it weren't for their grudges with the Knight Bounty Group, Zhuo Bufan would not help them, and he would destroy Heim and provoke Heim's father Mickey God of War.

"Zhuo is very strong, but he is different from Mickey God of War..."

"boom!"

Ward's head fell dejected, and when he was just halfway speaking, he heard a huge explosion suddenly explode.

"Well, what's going on?"

Ward raised his head, Crowe and Ina also opened their eyes wide, like a copper bell, and then showed an incredible expression.

Lamber and Adam Witt stared, their faces showing horror.

Zhuo Bufan punched out. Mickey didn't even have a chance to resist. The whole person was like a spell out of the chamber, as fast as a meteor. The high-pressure air flow wrapped around his body knocked the stone pillars, tables, food, drinks, All blasted apart, even the solid marble under the feet was pulled out a long gully, and the soil was dug out.

With an expression of shock, confusion, and horror on Mickey's face, his body rushed back a hundred meters, from the inner hall to the lawn outside, and then left a trace of the turf turning on the lawn, hitting the side of the road. On top of the car, the car seemed to be hit by a meteorite, and it instantly turned into a pile of scrap iron.

"puff!"

Mickey spouted a mouthful of blood, his face was pale as weaving, and his heart was angry, but even more shocked. The power of the whole body began to be disordered, and the body was severely traumatized.

"grown ups."

In the interior of the hotel, two rays of light flashed out and immediately appeared beside Mickey.

"Needless to say, go back."

Mickey gritted his teeth and was frightened in his heart. The guy's strength is probably comparable to that of the second forum member Hurricane, or even stronger. Maybe it can be tied with the first speaker. Where is the monster coming from?

"Yes, my lord."

The two bodyguards supported Mickey, instantly turned into streamers, soared into the sky, and disappeared in place.

Inside the hotel.

Adam Witt sensed the disappearance of Mickey's breath and frowned and said, "This guy, actually ran away?"

It's not to blame Mickey, Zhuo Bufan's domineering, strong, unmatched punch, don't you just run here and wait for death.

Adam Witt's gaze fell on Zhuo Bufan's body, and there was also a trace of jealousy in his eyes. The punch just now, even if it was himself, I am afraid that he can't easily follow.

"Who is this guy? The power is so terrifying, comparable to the first speaker." Adam Witte was secretly shocked.

"Master Zhuo, it turns out that you have been hiding deeply." A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Lamber's mouth. Now he finally understands why Shijian chose Zhuo Bufan instead of choosing himself.

Ward, Crowe, and Ina even showed terrifying expressions. Mickey was the seventh-ranked Thunder God of War in the Temple of War. He was beaten by Zhuo Bufan and ran away without even humming. Horrible!

In the hotel, the captains of other bounty groups or the strong from Syracuse were dumbfounded, and had not recovered for a long time.

"Master Zhuo, Jian Jian, today's banquet seems to have been soaked up and affected your mood. Why don't we go back and chat first." Lamber returned to his senses, and his eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan and asked.

"Well, to be honest, I don't like this kind of social occasion very much." Zhuo Bufan nodded.

Lamber confessed a few words with Adam Witt, that is, He Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian left the hotel, preparing to go back to Lamber’s villa to rest.

"Some unpleasant things happened today, I hope it will not spoil everyone's good mood, please feel free to please." Adam Witte said with a smile, alleviating the weird atmosphere in the hotel.

In the corner of the hotel, Assistant Na Feili frowned, his hands tightly squeezed his fists, even if the sharp nails fell into the flesh, he did not notice the pain at all, and his back was already wet with cold sweat. ...

"Damn, damn... How could he be so strong, he actually beat Mickey back with a punch, Mickey's fiery temper, unless he really feels life-threatening, otherwise he shouldn't leave quietly."

It is not only astonishment in the heart, but also fear.

"Adam God of War, the guild still has official business to deal with, I'm going to tell you to go." After struggling to come to Adam Witt, leaving a word, he quickly took two subordinates and left.

"Well, this is laborious, a bit weird today?"

Adam Witt frowned, with suspicious eyes in his eyes, and then shook his head.

"Captain Ward, long time no see."

Ward, Crowe, and Ina were stunned for a long time, and never recovered. Suddenly a woman in an elegant dress came towards them.

"Captain Alice of the Phoenix Bounty Group..." Ward blinked and stammered.

In front of me, this noble woman, like a royal prince, is actually the captain of the SS-class bounty group. She is also a famous figure in Syracuse. As for the snow lion bounty group, it is superior. exist.

"Hello, Captain Alice." Ward quickly recovered.

Not only that, but other well-known bounty groups began to greet them with a friendly attitude and leave contact information.

Ward, Crowe, and Ina are very clear in their hearts, because their relationship with Zhuo has made these bounty groups, who are usually very cold towards them, so enthusiastic.

...

Lamber family villa.

The living room on the first floor, magnificent decoration, exquisite decorations, and several Monet's oil paintings hung on the wall, adding a bit of Renaissance art.

"Master Zhuo, I'm really sorry for what happened today. I don't know that Mickey will find you suddenly." Lamber said apologetically while sitting on the sofa. It was not because Mickey came to the door, but Adam Witt. Did not stand up to protect their friends.

"This has nothing to do with you, Master Lambert." Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said.

Lamber sighed and said, "Do you know why my father couldn't stand up and help you? Actually, there are also difficulties in this. The members of the third forum are about to retire, and my dad ranks fourth in strength in the Temple of War. , Is the most promising candidate to compete for the position of members of the third forum."