Boom, boom!

Flame bombs and frost bombs hit Downton's body, and a violent elemental meteoric explosion occurred, which also hit the nearby ground, and the dust exploded. M

The mercenaries saw that Downton was "scared", but it was a critical moment, and even the soul shield was not opened, so under such a violent attack, it would not be strange to die.

There was a smug smile on the face of Little Grande, and then he turned into a terrible, "He who offends me will die!"

"Hey, let you be arrogant, seeing it, Downton is stolen." The banister mocked Jackson, looking at the floor, looking for the whereabouts of the gold ticket.

"Well, a bunch of idiots." Jackson sat calmly in his chair, shoveling a piece of foie gras into his mouth, and stuffed his mouth. "For this kind of miscellaneous fish, ten more can't kill the master."

"Your shot is too heavy." Arnold was still a step slower, seeing Downton engulfed in magic bullets, he roared loudly, ready to slaughter Little Grand Terrace.

"none of your business?"

"It's you who is so powerful, it beats Downton."

The classmates despised Arnold, prepared to help the little Grand Terrace, and offered some diligence. As a result, after two steps, they stopped and looked at Dunton's face with a golden luster, rushing out of the dust. Rushed to his side.

"Why didn't you die?" Little Grande was almost surprised to almost stare his eyes, and other onlookers had similar expressions.

"Holy armor?" Recognized mercenaries recognized Downton's magic and screamed suddenly because it was incredible.

"Impossible, that's the Dragon Slayer's Divine Art. How can he learn all the magic, martial arts, and Divine Art from the War Level and below the war level?"

"Don't forget the epiphany, that is the gift of the gods to the believers." An adventurer was drooling. "This kid is so lucky that he was favored by the goddess of justice. He has this card."

The frost bomb from Little Grande was fired again, but hit Downton, all ruptured, not even a single hair was hurt.

Roar!

Downton took a sharp breath, his lungs expanded, and he spit out as the giant roared.

The loud sound was like a tsunami, swept through half of the restaurants, and the unlucky ghosts in the range of the attack skills were directly cracked, and there was dizziness and tinnitus.

Little Grande wanted to dodge, but was dizzy, stepped on the air, and fell to the ground.

Downton whipped his legs out, and changed his direction midway. After flashing the soul shield, he shoved heavily on the chest of Little Grand Terrace.

Click, the sound of bone cracking sounded, Xiaolangtai swirled, turned out, his body was still in the air, and he was added a foot, kicked in the lower abdomen, and hit the wall a dozen meters away.

Cough, Little Grande vomited blood, couldn't get up, how could he withstand this kind of blow all the time living in the greenhouse?

The broken rib came with a tingling pain, and every time he breathed, it was like a needle stick, let him collapse completely, watching Downton coming, no longer dared to puncture.

"Please!"

Before Little Grande finished speaking, Downton raised a sharp chop of his right leg, and his military boots stepped on his mouth, breaking his teeth.

The pub was silent and all eyes were on Downton.

Little Grande was so excited when he first came in to find fault, just like a dead dog, he shrank on the ground and kept begging for mercy, because his mouth was injured and his speech was unfavorable.

Downton was very angry, and his legs kept falling on Little Grande. He had never offended him, but he had to kill himself. If the round of attack just now did not block, he would definitely become a corpse.

Arnold didn't know whether he should persuade Downton, but Jackson continued to eat with no heart and lungs, and said, "Master is powerful, he!"

Dare to stay with the followers, after looking at each other, they turned around and ran away.

Arnold moved quickly, directly blocking the way, and punched the ground with one punch.

"Don't fight, you'll die if you fight again." The pub owner ran up and hugged Downton from behind, scolding the waiter, "What are you still doing? Bandage him to stop bleeding, and call the priest!"

"I'm fine. I'm sorry to have broken your tavern." Downton took a few deep breaths and calmed down. Although he wanted to kill Little Grand Terrace to prevent future troubles, he knew it was not the right time, but One day, he will make these guys pay the price.

"Uh, it's okay, you can fix it again." The boss calmed down when he saw Downton, and was a little surprised. It stands to reason that he should be young and young at this age, but the kid in front of him is calm and terrible, which makes him more determined. The thought that led him into the organization.

"How much does it cost, I compensate!" Downton smiled at the boss and couldn't help thinking of the last time he met. He was also very friendly towards himself. What was it for?

"Does he also want to get the secret of the underground city?" Downton was puzzled, but his face was grateful.

"Money is a trivial matter, by the way, aren't you serving in the dagger mine? How come back to the town?" The boss patted Downton's shoulder intimately.

"The master has already worked as a supervisor. This time I came back and hired some mercenaries to work in the mine." Jackson leaned over and knelt on one knee with a dogleg, shooting Downton the dust on his thigh.

"I have a few acquaintances in the mine. If you are in trouble, you can tell me, I will help you coordinate, I heard that the life of the miner is very bad, you have to be small...heart, what? Supervisor?" The boss was still selling The relationship was good, but when I heard Jackson's words, I was almost choked to death. "What are you talking about?"

"Mine Supervisor!" Jackson spit out his bones, and his face was radiant.

The boss was unbelief all over his face. He stared at Downton and found that his expression did not change after lying. He was stunned and asked subconsciously, "Is everything he said true?"

"Nonsense!" Jackson despised.

"You haven't been to the mine for five days. How could you be a supervisor?" The boss's tone changed. No wonder he accidentally sent a man to the dagger mine. As a result, he spent a lot of money and time before he got into one. The status of the small supervisor.

The mercenaries just thought Downton was bragging. Now it seems that people are indeed supervisors.

It was terrible. Some people showed jealousy. He was only fifteen years old, and he was better than most people here.

"Of course it's Dofink who appreciates the master!" Jackson shrugged.

"Too, it's unbelievable." The boss complimented his mouth and settled his mind. He must contact the people in the mine quickly to get the latest information and see if it is true.

However, Downton’s strength is beyond doubt. It’s just too powerful. The last time he met, he was the first level of the soul. Now he has been directly promoted to the third level in the past two months. And against the same level, there is no pressure at all. Of rolling.

Downton wants to compensate the tavern for the loss, but the boss insists on not making him embarrassed.

The onlookers understood that the boss was making emotional investments. People like Downton should have a good relationship with him while he hadn't made a fortune, so they all had a kind smile.

"Are you tired? Would you like to take a break upstairs?" The boss was very eager. "Don't worry that Grand Terrace will trouble you. I still have some connections. Besides, this is a duel. It's very fair, even if it's the mayor. There, he can't take it for granted."

"But I offended Liszt because of a perfect tomahawk." Downton began to probe, leading the topic to the mayor's son and tearing the dragon teeth.

"Huh, the father and son are the country folks who have never seen the world. Seeing good things and wanting to **** them, they really thought that Chenwu Town is their world?" The boss was very upset.

Downton was puzzled. The boss was not interested in tearing the dragon teeth at all. He didn't even look at it, but he was always favoring himself between the lines.

"Come here, clean the two rooms and let the VIPs rest." The boss called a waiter and carefully commanded, "Preparing another rich lunch."

"No more trouble, the time is not short, and I will have to rush back to the mine, otherwise the principal will be angry." Downton's smile has never disappeared, it is easy to make people feel close, "Thank you so much for your hospitality. "

"Then next time, be sure to come to the tavern, I will give you free of charge, it is a reward for you to be scared here!" The boss believed Downton's excuse, and because Jackson kept calling Master Downton, he also temporarily changed With the strategy in place, he is ready to re-investigate this teenager's life experience.

Downton said goodbye and took Jackson and Arnold out of the golden ivory to leave the town.

"Is it really an illegitimate child of a big man?" The boss looked at Downton's back and was unsure, but he was sure that he might have caught a big fish, and he couldn't let go anyway.

The hustle and bustle in the tavern resumed, but the topic was all focused on Downton, discussing the process of his freehand attack on Little Grand Terrace, and then they were surprised to find that although Downton was a paladin, he continued to hold three hands. The magic is useless.

"Is the Little Grand Terrace too waste wood? Or Downton is too strong?" The low-qualified mercenaries chose to believe the former~lightnovelpub.net~ Otherwise, it will be a major blow to them. At five years old, they achieved such a record, which put them under great pressure. It felt like the previous days were like living on a dog.

"I haven't had enough yet." Jackson looked back three times in a row, dissatisfied.

"Come on, do you want to be besieged?" Downton estimated that he would be besieged if he walked a little later, how could Grand Terrace see his seriously injured son, how could he give up?

"Master, doesn't running like your style?" Jackson was puzzled.

"What am I running? Just go back and arm the ghoul demon servant. We have the reputation of Dofink's heirs. Even if Liszt is in trouble with me now, I have to take it easy." Downton pouted. Don’t be afraid, Grande is just the richest man, can it be bigger than Hannah’s? But this woman did not show up this time, but let him breathe a sigh of relief.

Some mercenaries with dirty hands and feet chased them out and followed Downton quietly. If there was a chance, they wouldn’t mind being a robber. There was no way to do it. Downton’s net worth was too rich and coveted. RS

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