(It's 4 AM. He felt as if his body had been emptied. I'm asleep.)
"You... "You've gone too far!" Vessie's voice trembled.
Looking at the barbaric body that was a head and a half taller than him, Vessie felt bitter.
He didn't say anything about hitting his own people.
He even smashed his expensive door.
He actually wanted her to give him a satisfactory explanation.
He looked at Brother Headshot's big hand that was like a bear paw and his fist that was clenched into a clay pot waving in the air.
It made a "whoosh" sound.
Vessie was really afraid that this wild beast would lose control of itself and smash its earthen-pot-like fist on its head.
"Brother Xiao, why don't you come and judge? He died because of his cultivation deviation, and now he's blaming my bronze cultivation technique for it. Our Forest Mist Mall values our reputation the most. We'll pay a hundred for a fake. Why would we do something like selling fake secret manuals that would destroy our hundreds of years of foundation?”
Vecil suddenly saw Pan Lei sitting beside him and asked him as if he had met his savior.
Following Vessie's question, Brother Headshot's eyes were filled with anger as he looked at Pan Lei.
It wasn't just Headshot Bro. The few mysterious men behind him, the handsome guy who cultivated Soft Water Fist, the long-armed gibbon youth who cultivated Spiritual Monkey Roar, and the other youths who also cultivated Bronze cultivation techniques all looked at Pan Lei in an instant.
Several pairs of sharp eyes
Several powerful auras
They intertwined and instantly crashed into Pan Lei.
"What the f * ck!"
The moment he saw Vessie's gaze on him, Pan Lei suddenly had a bad feeling.
At this moment, under the fierce gaze of Brother Headshot and a few other guys who didn't look like oil lamps, Pan Lei was so depressed that he wanted to f * ck the dogs.
He just wanted to buy a good cultivation technique and happened to encounter this wonderful confrontation, both in terms of reason and process.
Pan Lei admitted that this confrontation had benefited him greatly. It had given him a deeper understanding of the people in this world and their cultivation techniques.
Pan Lei was very grateful for Sen Meng Mall's hospitality.
Thank you for that cup of fragrant tea
The pretty girl's enthusiasm was nothing.
But...
" It's none of my business!!!"
"Why are you all looking at me?"
"I'm just here to be a bystander!”
You people can fight and quarrel as you please, but don't drag me into it.
Although Pan Lei was slightly inclined towards Vessie.
He would definitely not be responsible for selling the cultivation technique manuals.
He blamed the cultivation technique for his Qi deviation and death.
Then if you lose in a fight and get beaten to death, do you have to blame others for selling you inferior cultivation techniques?
However…
Do you want me to say this to support you?
Who was that burly man?
That was a headshot bro who would headshot anyone who disagreed with him!!!
Besides, I'm not your father!
Can't you see that your two bald underlings are still lying on the ground?
My head isn't as hard as theirs. I'll definitely explode if I get hit.。
Didn't you see that your front door was smashed?
Although it was made of broken wood (Pan Lei didn't recognize Luo Jinmu), it looked like the wooden door was at least five centimeters thick.
His body was definitely not as sturdy as this door. If he was lightly knocked by Brother Headshot, his entire body would definitely be shattered.
He clearly saw the faint layer of gray energy on the surface of Brother Headshot's body when he crashed into the wooden door. He was another expert who released his Qi-Jin.。
Moreover, the people behind Brother Headshot didn't look like they wouldn't do anything when they were in trouble.
That handsome guy's bronze cultivation technique, Soft Water Fist, sounded soft and gentle, as if it had no power at all.
However, only a fool would think that the punch had no power. It was definitely a technique that specialized in damaging the internal organs and meridians of the human body, similar to hitting a cow across a mountain.
There was also the one who had learned the bronze cultivation technique, the Spiritual Monkey Roar. His arm was as long as his arm, and his fingers were covered in a layer of blurry greenish gray. He also had black nails that were nearly one centimeter long.
It was really ugly for a grown man to have such long nails.。
But that's not the point, the point is
Spirit monkeys were also monkeys. How did monkeys fight?
Scratching people!
Looking at this person's one-centimeter-long black nails, he could definitely leave a mark on the iron door.
If it was light, it would be disfigured, and if it was serious, it would be bone-cracking.
The spirit monkey also had the word 'roar' behind it. Who knew if this fellow would let out another roar and use a sound wave attack after it was so excited from scratching people?
Not only would it be disfigured, but it would also be easy to be yelled at like an idiot.
Become a disfigured idiot.
There were also a few other burly men…
Who knows what other strange cultivation methods there are?
In this situation, let me be the judge!!!
I'm commenting on your sister's old hen!
You're the one
This is too much!
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