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Chapter 61 Fighting

Yang Feng thought: "Scan this person's information!"

"Dolly, basic attributes, strength 2.1, agility 1.9, physique 2.5, spirit 1.4."

"Bloodline: Ordinary human."

"Soul Qualification: Level 2 Lower Level."

"Comprehensive Assessment: Currently belongs to a Level 3 organism. It has little evolutionary potential."

Yang Feng's mouth raised slightly, full of joy: "What a weak guy, mortals are mortals."

Although Doli looks burly and majestic, far more powerful than Yang Feng and the seven others, his strength is simply not comparable to Yang Feng and others.

A burly and strong man like Dori was an invincible existence before Yang Feng had just crossed over. Now, even if Yang Feng tied his hand, he could beat him.

"Damn it, despair!" A fierce light flashed in Tux's eyes, and he stood up like lightning, and a punch hit Doli's abdomen with lightning speed. The terrifying power burst out instantly, knocking Doli, who was nearly 200 pounds, directly punching Doli, more than ten meters, knocking down countless seats along the way.

After the Dori, who was as strong as a bear, fell to the ground, he spewed out a large mouthful of blood containing internal organ fragments and fell directly to the ground without any breath.

"Diet! Dorry was killed by that guy with one punch!"

"Knight, that guy is a knight-level powerful man!"

"No! Big Knight, he is Big Knight!!"

“…”

The adventurers in the hotel suddenly became noisy, and their eyes fell on Tux, full of fear and fear.

Dorley's teammates looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with anger. However, after Tuckers glanced at them, they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at them, and then they checked out and left.

This hotel is already in the range of the Dark Mountains, within which fists are the truth. People die in fights and fights every day. People with poor strength will die if they die.

Adventurers are generally those below the knights. Even if all the adventurers in the entire hotel go together, they will only be slaughtered.

A strange light flashed in the eyes of a bartender in the hotel, and his brows frowned slightly and remained silent.

A maid from the Rabbit Human race came to Yang Feng and his party's table with a trembling look on his face and said timidly: "I'm sorry, sirs, the tables and chairs you broke..."

Tux showed a strange smile, stared at the maid of the rabbit human race, and said gloomyly: "What? Do you want me to compensate?"

"No! No! No! No!" The rabbit human maid had a pretty face and a beautiful face, her delicate body trembled, and her voice trembled.

Pierre said lightly: "I've given that guy's body to you! His weapons and leather armor are enough to pay for our meals, accommodation fees and compensation for breaking tables and chairs."

Pierre does not have the huge resources as much as Yang Feng. The resources he consumes to be promoted to a third-level warlock were obtained from countless births and deaths, and his adventures were also very rich.

If there were no Mechanical Legion, ten Yang Fengs might not be the opponent of Pierre's third-level warlock apprentices who were promoted step by step through countless battles. However, with the help of the Mechanical Legion, ten thousand Pierres could not defeat Yang Feng's Mechanical Legion.

"Thank you!" The maid of the Rabbit Human Tribe breathed a sigh of relief, said gratefully, and hurriedly retreated.

Several powerful men from Wu Kong came out from behind the hotel and drove Dori's body away. A maid from the rabbit human race walked out skillfully and carried out the aftermath cleaning.

Not long after, the hotel returned to its original state. However, the voices of the adventurers suddenly lowered a lot, and their eyes turned around Tux from time to time and then moved away.

After Yang Feng and his party ate a little bit of food, they each opened their rooms to rest.

At night, in the basement of that hotel.

The dim candlelight brought a glimmer of light to the basement.

There were three people sitting in front of a table indoors. One was the handsome bar waiter. The other was a middle-aged man with an ugly tumor on his head and a hideous face. The other was an old man wearing black clothes, wrinkled skin, covered with old man spots, white skin, and a layer of black air between his eyebrows.

The old man whispered in an unpleasant and hoarse voice: "Gilles, are you sure those five of them are warlock apprentices?"

Gilles's eyes flashed with disgust and said, "That's right, Lord Grame, the stinky vitality field of the warlock apprentice, I can smell it several miles away. They are also pretending to be adventurers, and it seems that they are very planning."

A hint of confusion flashed in Grame's eyes and said, "How could there be a warlock apprentice here? The resources here are poor and dangerous, and it is not a good place for them to experience!"

"Is it because they discovered my Lord's plan?" Grame's eyes fell on a golden statue in the room, his heart jumped and he whispered.

In the center of the room was a monster statue with a wolf head, a human head and a tiger head, a strong body like an orc, with long claws on both hands and feet, a pair of wings on the back, and a scorpion tail. The statue of the demon seemed to be alive, with his eyes turning from time to time, flashing with a fierce and strange light, and he stared at the three people in the room coldly.

The man with a deformed tumor on his head smiled grimly and said with murderous intent: "Grem! I'll just kill them all! A mere warlock apprentice, even if he dies, he won't attract much attention."

Grame shook his head slightly and said, "No! They may not have discovered the plan of our Lord! Those sorcerers and apprentices have strange methods and are powerful. Lek, you cannot take action, otherwise once exposed and break the plan of our Lord, you will not be able to atone for your sins even if you die ten thousand times."

Gilles whispered: "Mr. Grame, Dorry was killed by those people. Dorry is the Black Crow. We can incite the Black Crow to attack them and test their origins."

Grame said lightly: "Okay! Gilles, this matter is left to you! As long as you accomplish this, your Lord will never forget your achievements after coming to this world in the future. As long as you serve it faithfully, the greatness will definitely give you strength and wealth beyond mortals."

Gilles said excitedly: "Yes! Lord Grame!"

The statue of the monster looked at everything that happened in the basement indifferently, and a hint of ridicule appeared deep in his eyes. His eyes turned slightly, and he returned to his cruel, cold and powerful form.

Grame looked at a cabinet-type mechanical clock in the basement and said lightly: "It's time to start, Gilles!"
Chapter completed!
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