Simon was in front of him, the inch-headed youth frowned and put down the barbell in his hand.

"You said you wouldn't let Paul train here." Simon said coldly.

"That's right, this is the training ground for the ninth innings. Naturally, he can't train here if he is not in the ninth innings." The young man with a small head said lightly.

"You hurt him."

"If he doesn't leave me, I can only expel him."

Simon's eyes froze, and he went forward again, but a hand stopped in front of Simon.

"Consultant Simon, this is all a misunderstanding, don't be angry."

It was a middle-aged man with a mustache and persuaded with a smile.

"Get out of the way." Simon said coldly.

"Don't be like this, consultant Simon, everyone is a colleague, there is no need to make trouble." The middle-aged man with a mustache continued to persuade.

Simon frowned: "I'll say it again, get out of the way."

The icy eyes looked directly at him, and the smile on the face of the moustache middle-aged man disappeared.

"Consultant Simon, I am also doing it for you. We are all rough people. It will be bad if it hurts you."

Paul stood behind Simon, looking at him fiercely, his fists clenched tightly. As long as Simon speaks, he immediately shoots.

"Uncle Bar, just get out of the way. I'm here to see what this Simon consultant can do." The short-headed young man sneered.

Simon looked at the mustache knight coldly, and the mustache knight shrugged and gave way.

Simon looked at the young man with an inch head. The young man with an inch head held his arms and looked at Simon with his chin up, very proud.

Simon didn't talk nonsense with him, he broke out at full speed, came directly in front of him, raised his hand and punched.

Simon's quickness startled the inch-headed youth, but he did not panic, and put his hands in front of him to block.

Simon's fist slammed on his arm, there was a click, and there was a sound of broken bones, and the young man with an inch head was smashed back more than ten steps by the punch, and fell to the ground without standing.

This scene stunned the knights present.

Simon walked over with an expressionless face, and the inch-headed youth got up angrily, shook his aching arm, and then rushed directly to Simon.

Simon moved quickly, avoiding his bombardment, and then shot, every punch was extremely hard, and the impacted place immediately swelled up, either bruised or bone fractured.

After just a few clicks, the young man with an inch head couldn't stand it, and directly used his magic energy.

There were spikes on his fist, and this guy was still an extraordinary person.

"John, you passed, put away your extraordinary ability." A knight came to stop.

As a result, the mustache knight stopped him.

"Bal, what are you doing?"

The mustache knight said lightly: "I'm sorry, I went the wrong way."

"Simon!" Paul rushed over angrily, but the mustache knight moved and blocked in front of Paul.

"Go away." Paul stretched out his hand to grab the mustache knight. The mustache knight moved quickly and directly clasped Paul's wrist. With a step back and a pull, Paul lost his balance and fell forward.

Paul roared to get up, and the mustache knight stepped on Paul's arm, making Paul unable to move.

"Come on, fight one after another." The inch-headed youth roared, smashing his fists full of spikes at Simon.

Simon didn't dodge or evade, and he raised his fist and smashed it.

"It can't be stopped." The knight who wanted to stop just now looked ugly.

"Head to head? Haha, stupid." The mustache knight sneered.

The fists slammed together, and to everyone's surprise, there was no **** scene.

Instead, the thorns smashed and splashed and the screams of the inch-headed youth.

The injured spikes of the inch-headed youth shattered, and even his arms were fractured. He took two steps back and sat on the ground.

On the other hand, Simon's fist was intact, only a black light quickly disappeared.

Simon turned his head suddenly and saw the middle-aged man with a mustache pressing Paul, who struggled with pain.

The entire face was covered with clouds, and he ran directly over, like a cheetah, extremely fast.

The face of the middle-aged man with the moustache changed greatly, he let go immediately, and said loudly: "Consultant Simon, this is a misunderstanding."

"I misunderstood your size." Simon smashed it with a punch. The middle-aged man with the moustache was very fast and avoided Simon's punch, but Simon's soles were violent and the speed was full. The middle-aged man with the moustache only escaped twice, and then a Bei hit the shoulder with a punch, the shoulder bone was directly broken, and the whole person flew out, hit the ground and rolled for several meters.

Everyone present was full of shock, surprised by Simon's amazing fighting power.

The middle-aged man with a mustache and the young man with an inch head are both elite knights, but they were easily defeated, and everyone present couldn't believe it.

Simon looked at the two of them with cold eyes, then looked around, and said coldly: "Paul is my family, I said he can train here, and he can train here. If anyone who loses is not satisfied, you can find me. You can go to the chief.

But whoever dares to bully him, don't blame me for being rude. This time it's just a small lesson, and next time, I promise you will understand what it means to be a magician. "

Simon's words made the people present dare not speak. In fact, to be honest, as long as there is no watt in the brain, in fact, there is no willingness to offend the only magic doctor in the ninth inning for a little trivial matter.

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Simon checked Paul's arm and nothing was wrong.

The middle-aged knight with a mustache and the young man with an inch head left the training ground in despair.

Simon also felt that no one would be willing to offend him for such a trivial matter, so he found someone to inquire about the identities of the mustache middle-aged knights.

It turned out that the inch-toed youth was originally a thorn, and because he was an extraordinary person, he became an elite knight at a young age, and often did some outrageous things.

And the middle-aged knight with a mustache is the uncle of the young man with a small head, and has always been an extremely protective calf.

Simon breathed a sigh of relief, as long as someone wasn't instructing them from behind.

Simon took Paul back. Unexpectedly, after a wave of unrest, Chekwin came.

Brought bad news.

The manor he was building had an accident.

"You said there were man-eating monsters in the manor?" Simon frowned tightly.

"That's right, several people have died, and now the construction team is panicking. They all say that the previous curse has reappeared, and the workers dare not go in for construction." Chekewen said solemnly.

"Is Simon really the curse that reappears?"

"Impossible." Simon concluded that the source of the curse had been swallowed up by him, so how could there be a curse.

Besides, if it was really a curse, how could there still be man-eating monsters.

"Then what should we do now, if we don't resolve this matter, the workers will not build."

"Find the man-eating monster, grab it, and kill it," Simon said.

But Simon's expression is not so relaxed. If it is just a man-eating monster, it is easy to solve. I am afraid that there is some name behind this man-eating monster.