Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 82: Mo Ming’s First Battle

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"Oh, did the young master of Lawrence fall for me?" The millet-haired girl smiled charmingly, stretched out her hand and gently pressed Oge's thin chest, and then gradually touched it down.

Oger's breathing accelerated, and several companions at the girl's table watched with a smile, without any intention of intervening.

Finally, the girl's hand slid over Ogg's waist, fell to his stall, and shook it gently, causing the boy's eyes to almost burst into flames. But then, the girl suddenly looked cold. The hand holding Ogg's vitals suddenly increased in strength, and Ogg fell from heaven to hell. He screamed: "Let go! Let go!"

Josh and a few people suddenly changed color, and the girl squeezed harder, just sitting on the chair like this and suddenly turning around. The long slender legs pressed **** Oge's lower abdomen, and directly kicked the boy out and hit the front panel of the bar.

"Presumptuous!" Josh started shooting the case: "You dare to treat Lawrence's young master's quarters, untouchables, he is a noble!"

Speaking of going to the girl's table, several teenagers drank some wine, and in order to show their loyalty, they followed Josh one after another. Only Alan still turned his back to them and continued to drink his sullen wine.

The young people at the girl's table also stood up suddenly, one of them was very tall. She had broken brown hair, and her sturdy physique had distinct lines. His coat was half open, revealing a fluff on the inside. This person squeezed his fist gently, and suddenly there was a crackling sound between the joints, which was very impressive. Looking at Josh and the others with a scornful smile, the young man sneered: "Several masters, you are in the wrong place. This is not twilight, but the old oak tree. It is not where you came at all. Since you are here, just Follow the rules here."

"The rules here are also very simple. Identity and wealth are not feasible in Old Oak. Whose fist is hard enough, who is the boss, do you understand?"

"Then I will tell you my rules too. My rules are, whoever hits me, I will punch him all over the floor. Now, this woman kicked my friend, you have only two choices. One is to let her go with us. As long as she makes us all happy tonight, then this matter is fine. The second is also very simple. Kneel down and lick the soles of my shoes for me. I can also grow up a lot and forget about it." Josh responded to the youth's gaze, letting go of his words.

The brown-haired young man is sneer, and several companions next to him are already angry. The millet hair girl suddenly pulled out her side dagger and said with a smile: "Perhaps I can give you a third choice, which is to let me chop off you little guys."

A companion next to him laughed and said, "Come on, Chia. These little guys don't have thick fingers yet, what's the point of cutting them off."

The faces of Josh's teenagers turned red immediately. They had never been humiliated like this before, and they didn't need Josh's orders at the moment, they had already yelled at each other. Josh turned around and shouted: "Allen, come and help!"

Allen feels a little irritable. He hates the feeling of being dragged into the water, not to mention that he has persuaded Oge not to cause trouble before. At the moment, pretending not to hear, anger flashed in Josh's eyes, and he stopped calling, and rushed at the brown-haired youth in anger.

Except for Josh, the other teenagers are just level five or six source power people, which are these young opponents who have clearly built a circuit. They have not been beaten up in two or two, but they still considered the aristocratic status of these young people, and they did not dare to be cruel. It was the woman named Qi Ya who was so fierce and tight that her dagger flew up and pulled the thighs of several teenagers out of long wounds. One of them even pierced her with a dagger into her thigh, causing the teenager to cry out in pain.

Allen shook his head, jumped down, and walked towards them: "It's enough. Even if they offend first, you will teach them. If you continue to make trouble, it will not end so well."

Qia was pressing her **** on a young boy, and the dagger slashed across the boy's crotch again, then looked up at Allen and said, "You belong to them?"

Alan thought of the **** "social" and said, "We are here together."

"That's enough, you so-called nobles are disgusting looking at it!" Kia suddenly rubbed her body and rushed towards Allen.

She is as fast as a female leopard, with fangs in her dagger. What made Allen even more puzzled was that murderous intent flashed in this woman's eyes, and the dagger in her hand was handed toward his throat, a pattern that wanted to kill him on the spot.

Ellen snorted coldly, he and this woman had never known each other, and he couldn't figure out why she was murderous. But he didn't have the habit of waiting to die, and he would avoid the opponent's blade in the next spin. At the same time, he peeped his hand behind his waist, and the demon's praise that had been carried on his body immediately came into his hand. Allen's wrists twirled, and the dagger tucked at the woman's neck instead.

Women are good too, with their slender waist twisted, and the person should be unscrewed. He pounced again, and the dagger stabbed again. Allen swept away, and took the opportunity to lean his shoulder forward, knocking Qiya back again and again.

Qia snorted and wanted to go again, but she heard a voice and shouted: "Let me come!"

The voice rang from behind Allen, and he turned around, only to find that Josh had been put down somehow, his face was bruised, and the person passed out into a coma. Looking at the figure in front of him, the brown-haired young man looked at Allen in a leisurely manner and said: "You are much better than them, and even Chia can't ask for any cheap in your hands. It's interesting."

Allen shook his head and said: "Enough, this is the end of this matter. Now let me take them away, and it will be no good for you to fight further."

"Why, do you know how to be afraid now? Young master?" the brown-haired young man sneered.

Allen took a deep breath and restrained his anger: "This is for your good. Listen, the family behind me is Beth Kod, even if this is the case, do you want to continue?"

He doesn't like to use his identity to overwhelm others, but in this situation, if he doesn't show a sufficient amount of identity, I'm afraid he will still be entangled with these people. Hearing Bethkod, the people who had been watching before dispersed silently, even Qi Ya and her companions were also involved, and then they shook their heads to the brown-haired youth.

Allen breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that things could end peacefully. However, at this time, the source force surged in the field, and the light pattern on the brown-haired young man's body flicked, forming a fist mark on his chest. The brown-haired young man shook his right hand, a strange buzzing sound from the front of his fist, he strode forward: "What about Beth Kode? Is it because you are aristocrats, can you do whatever you want?"

His source power is solid and condensed, giving people a full sense of strength. When the brown-haired youth came step by step, it made people feel that the bar was shaking gently! That is the illusion produced by the viewer's senses being affected by the source force. At this moment, the temperature in the bar rises sharply. People saw the orange rays of light passing across Alan's body, and the engraving of a blazing sword appeared on his forehead.

The devil praised "Hoo" and was entangled by the high temperature flame, Allen held the knife in his backhand, shook his head and said: "It's too late for you to stop now."

"Shut up!" The brown-haired young man shouted like a spring thunder and threw his fist out with a loud shout.

Suddenly there was a rumbling violent sound in the air, and the visible ripples wrapped the young man's fist front, blasting towards Allen's head and face like a cannonball. Even at this time, Alan remained calm as before, and he even saw the peace in the youth's eyes, which was far from his righteous indignation.

Are those just excuses? An excuse to shoot yourself?

These thoughts flashed through Allen's mind.

The fist hits.

"It's a heavy gun punch!" Chia screamed immediately: "Stop, Willick! Don't use this trick..."

People who watched the battle all around felt difficulty breathing, as if the young man named Willick blasted out with a punch, taking away the surrounding air at the same time. But in Allen's eyes, it was clear that the source force of Willick's boxing front was cyclically moving in a certain regularity, and they drove the surrounding air to form a high-density air mass. Alan inhaled, and a round of Yanyue suddenly rose in the bright red pupils!

The devil's praise pulled out an arc of flame in the air, and the fiercely burning Yanyue slammed into Willick's heavy cannon punch, and the bar immediately burst into a muffled noise. The high-density air mass in front of the heavy fist exploded, accompanied by a burst of hundreds of thousands of fires, splashing around, causing the spectators to scream. Two source forces of different nature opposed each other, and the shock wave of the impact exploded the cups and wine bottles on the nearby table, and even the glass of the doors and windows farther away.

Allen backed a few steps, his blood churning. His throat was sweet, and a small gulp of blood spewed out involuntarily. Looking at Willick again, the fur clothes also ignited Yanyue's flames, but it quickly extinguished the pressure for his own source power, but the young man also looked very embarrassed.

Willik took a deep breath and took a deep breath. If the source force moved again, he wanted to shoot again. Suddenly a palm was pressed on his shoulder, and an old man biting a pipe with a red nose and half-drunk eyes said: "You should stop, little guy. I don't want you to hurt Bei in my bar. People from Skode, besides, this is a bit different from what you said before."

Alan frowned slightly, and the old man's words sounded as if the young man named Willick knew he would come. His eyes fell on Josh again, and Alan thoughtfully.

When he was stopped by the old man, Willick sighed, winked at the others, and soon they walked clean. The old man glanced at Alan and said, "Take your companion and go."

"Wait, what do you mean by what you just said. That Willick, what did you say to you before?" Allen stopped him and asked.

The old man spit out a smoke ring and said with a smile: "I'm so sorry, young master. You see I'm old, and my memory is a little bad, I forgot what Willick that **** said to me."

Ellen knew that he would not tell the truth, and seeing that he stopped Willick just now with a press, this old man must have been difficult. Allen can only dispel the thought of asking and wake up Josh. Josh woke up, remembered what had happened before, and immediately looked ashamed. At this point, everyone naturally had no interest in drinking, and they all left the bar with mutual support.

The young man hates himself, but Alan is the most depressed. Obviously it wasn't his business, but he had a curious fight. And thinking back to Willick and the eyes and the old man in the bar, Allen always felt that the reason behind this one was not simple.