The tone of the young master of the Tian family was full of disdain and did not take Wang Huan's words seriously. At this time, Wang Huan looked at the fat man sitting aside and said, "Fatty man, I plan to kill this guy's legs, and those two people will kill one and throw one out."
Wang Huan's words were very simple and clear. When the guests who were drinking and the two entourages of the Young Master Tian family were stunned when they heard this, they saw that the fat man really stood up. When the two entourages of the Young Master Tian stood up, they stood up and stood in front of the Young Master Tian.
The two were level nine ancient flame warriors. They saw a roar at the same time, and the ancient flame energy was released from their hands and legs. They held weapons and glared at the fat man. The fat man ignored the two level nine ancient flame warriors. When he heard a light shout, the fat man's figure flashed.
There was an extra giant sword in his hand. Before the ninth-level ancient flame warrior standing in front of him could understand what was going on, he heard a crisp crack sound, and a head had fallen to the ground and blood sprayed out.
Immediately afterwards, there was another crisp sound. The young master of the Tian family stood there. Before he could stand firm, he felt that his legs were instantly unconscious and fell to the ground. When he came to his senses, he realized that his legs had been cut off by the fat man's sword.
In less than a second, when the level nine-level ancient flame warrior who was still standing there came back to his senses, the body of another level nine-level ancient flame warrior was already cold, and the young master of the Tian family was lying on the ground, making heart-wrenching crying.
The fat man ignored the level nine ancient flame warrior standing in a daze. The fat man raised his foot and kicked the level nine ancient flame warrior in the face with a bang. The level nine ancient flame warrior was kicked out of the Heimo Restaurant by the fat man.
Could it be that the young master of the Tian family completely angered Boss Mo in Heimo Restaurant? Just as those passers-by looked at the person rolling on the ground and screaming in surprise, they were completely shocked. The passers-by did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly left here, for fear of being involved.
Although those passers-by didn't know what happened to the young master of the Tian family and his legs were cut off, these passers-by could guess that the city lord of Luomen City, Tian Li, would be furious next, and I wonder how many people would be killed because of Tian Li's anger.
The middle-aged man who was kicked out of the Heimo Restaurant was full of shock and wanted to step forward to save the young master of the Tian family, but when he saw the headless corpse lying beside the young master of the Tian family, this ninth-level ancient flame warrior, dared not move forward because of fear.
The previous level nine-level ancient flame warrior had no chance to fight back, and was killed by this fat man. These three people were definitely not something he could deal with. At present, the only way is to return to the palace, report the matter to the city lord, and ask the strong to come and rescue him.
"Bastard, why are you standing there? Come and save me, my legs, ah, I want to kill you, you dare to cut off my legs, I want to cut you into pieces!" The young master of the Tian family, who was lying on the ground screaming, cursing Wang Huan and others.
The entourage of the ninth-level ancient flame warrior standing on the street, after hesitation, turned around and ran towards the direction of the palace. In the Heimo Restaurant, all the people who were drinking were silent at this time, holding their breath.
Those guests who were drinking never thought that the black-eyed boy in front of him was so cruel that he killed a level nine-level ancient flame warrior without saying a word. What's even more ruthless was that he cut off his only son of City Lord Tian Li with one sword!
When they saw the body of the young master of the Tian family and the headless nine-level ancient flame warrior, the guests present felt scared, and cold sweat broke out behind them without realizing it. When they recalled in fear, they seemed to have made fun of this person with the young master of the Tian family!
If the black-eyed young man in front of him suddenly started killing, they would surely die. The people present held their breath and did not dare to move. Only the purple-haired young man on the ground who claimed to be the young master of the Tian family kept rolling on the ground, screaming and cursing.
"Fatty, as long as this guy is cursing, you will cut off his tongue." Wang Huan didn't even look at the young master of the Tian family lying on the ground, and said lightly. The young master of the Tian family lying on the ground suddenly heard this and his whole body trembled.
Previously, the young man with black eyes told the fat man to cut off his legs. The fat man didn't even say hello and cut off the sword. The young master of the Tian family was very sure that as long as he screamed, the fat man would take action without hesitation like before!
This time the fat man wanted to cut off his tongue. Thinking of the scene after cutting off his tongue, the young master of the Tian family kept sweating from behind. Even though blood was constantly spraying out from his legs and severe pain came, he could only grit his teeth and dare not make any sound.
Boss Mo of Heimo Restaurant also stood in a daze, staring at the fat man. Although the fat man only took action in an instant, Boss Mo still clearly realized that this fat man, who seemed to be harmless, was actually a second-level ancient flame war king!
Such a young second-level ancient flame war king, Boss Mo has never heard of this number of people in the Evil Valley. Where did these three people come from? What happened to come to Luomen City? What shocked Boss Mo the most was what the real identity of this black-eyed boy was?
Since this fat man who seems to be harmless in humans and beasts is a second-level ancient flame war king, the strong man next to him who has never spoken after coming in, his strength is probably not much lower. What about the black-eyed boy? What kind of strength is he?
Such a young second-level Gu Yan King actually obeyed the orders of this black-eyed boy. Just when Boss Mo was shocked, Wang Huan said lightly, "Boss Mo, for your restaurant as big as you, there is not even a person to clean up the body, right?"
Hearing Wang Huan say this, Boss Mo came to his senses and hurriedly ordered the two waiters to go and clear the headless corpse on the ground. However, the two waiters did not dare to touch the broken legs of the young master of the Tian family, and their eyes were full of fear.
It’s not that they are afraid of blood, but that the young master of the Tian family is glaring at the waiter with fierce eyes. Wang Huan stared at the waiter with a faint look and said, “I’m afraid that he will glar at you, aren’t you afraid that I will kill you? I will throw these legs away.”
"No! That's my legs, I'm Tian Li's only son! You can't do this..." Before the young master of the Tian family finished speaking, the fat man held the giant sword in his hand. A flash of light. The young master of the Tian family widened his eyes and kept spewing blood from his mouth.
His eyes were full of disbelief, and he watched his tongue fall to the ground. The severe pain made the young master of the Tian family keep screaming strangely. Wang Huan said in the second sentence, "Fatty, if he continues to speak, you will cut off his hands."
The fat man shook the giant sword in his hand and nodded calmly. When the waiter saw Wang Huan staring at him, he did not hesitate at all. He hurriedly picked up the broken legs and the tongue from the ground, and retreated with fullness, not daring to stay.
Another waiter scrubbed the blood on the floor and hurriedly retreated. The other guests present wanted to leave here immediately, but they did not dare to move around, for fear of making a little noise, which would anger the terrifying and evil black-eyed boy.
Many guests who were drinking here secretly regretted why they were so unlucky. When did they not come to Heimo Restaurant? But when they came, they met such a cruel guy. What would happen next? Those people were very confused.
What made those people even more afraid was that Wang Huan, Fatty, Dazhuang, and the three of them cut off the legs of the young master of the Tian family. After cutting off his tongue, they seemed to have no intention of escaping. They were still sitting there, drinking wine. In less than a while, they drank the three jars of nine-level spirit beast magic cores and replaced the wine. Wang Huan then waved to Boss Mo. Boss Mo hurried to Wang Huan and said respectfully, "Your Excellency, I don't know where Mo can serve you?"
Before we knew it, Boss Mo had changed Wang Huan from a guest to yours. This is the most basic respect for the strong. Wang Huan said calmly, "The best wine here is the wine that you exchange for the first-level king beast magic core?"
"Dear Your Excellency, I'm not to mention that the first-level king beast magic core and exchange for wine is not the best wine. The best wine here is only one jar, which has been stored in the basement. However, the jar of wine has been stored here for decades and no one has moved. However, the jar of wine must be exchanged with a second-level king beast magic core. At present, this is the best wine in Romon City. If you go to a larger city and enter the Hei Mo Restaurant in those cities, they may have better wine than this." Boss Mo said.
When the other guests present heard Boss Mo say this, they were shocked. The first-level king beast magic core was already a rare treasure. A jar of wine requires a second-level king beast magic core to be replaced. What kind of wine would it be? This made them very confused.
"Boss Mo, bring the jar of wine, we want to taste it." Wang Huan said lightly. When Wang Huan said this, water suddenly flowed out of the corner of the fat man's mouth. The wine exchanged with the level nine spirit beast demon core was so sweet and strong. What kind of smell would the jar of wine Boss Mo say? The fat man was full of expectations. The other guests present were all drunk people, and they couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of water. They were also very expectant. Even if they couldn't drink it, it would be great if they smell the wine!
Boss Mo didn't expect Wang Huan to say this. He was stunned at first and said seriously, "Dear Your Excellency, even if you are strong, even if you kill me, Mo will not hand over the jar of wine."
Wang Huan frowned slightly. When the fat man and Dazhuang saw this scene, they thought to themselves that the black ink restaurant was going to be unlucky. Wang Huan flipped his hand and a magic core the size of a fist appeared on the table.
Seeing this magic core, Boss Mo couldn't keep his calm and exclaimed, "This is the magic core of the second-level king beast! Oh my God!"
Hearing this, the young master of the Tian family lying on the ground, his eyes turned pale. He wanted to die, but he had no eyes and offended a man who could use the second-level king beast magic core and exchange it for a jar of wine!