The Wizard World: 330 conflicts and departures 1

There is silence in the golden hall.

All the guests looked at the corner of the hall quietly. Occasionally, some people whispered, but also used a voice transmission method without making any noise.

Sierra gently supported Suman, glaring at the son of the mafia chief in front of him. .

Suman still has a black footprint on his chest, and blood stains remain on the corners of his mouth. The dining table beside them was a mess, and food such as cake boxes, wine and barbecue were scattered everywhere.

A scent of red wine was faintly overthrown when it was overthrown.

"Enough, Dussis," Suman said calmly. "Sister Sierra and I are not the kind of relationship you think." His expression at this time was far from being a waste without a wizard's qualifications.

"Are you mocking me? Laughing at me?" The head of the chief named Ducius blushed. "That's how it was in Gulan City. It seems that I can't teach you any lessons." He touched the red slap on his face and stared at Sierra in a green dress.

"Master Dussis, please don't do it" A gorgeously dressed **** the side came to prepare to calm his emotions.

"Get away!" Ducsis pushed the girl away, pushing her to the ground.

The red wine in the girl's hand also spilled on her chest and fell to the ground in a panic. A female companion hurried to help her.

During the moment everyone around them didn't dare to go up anymore. Obviously, Ducsis had lost his mind at this time.

"Dussis" suddenly, a black fire slowly burned in the open space on the side of the crowd, and soon revealed the figure of Xia Zuo inside. "This is my party." He said lowly, warning.

Behind Dussis, a dark shadow slowly emerges, and a calm male voice comes out.

"Master Xia Zuo, don't blame me for not giving you face. This is the first thing your descendants will do."

For a time, two huge breaths and mental stress confronted directly and violently.

Xia Zuo and the shadow. Two invisible pressures squeezed hard. The whole hall looked dull and uncomfortable.

An invisible breeze keeps swirling between the two.

Angel saw the two men slowly converge when they entered the hall. For a moment, the whole banquet hall was calm.

Bengula is standing behind Sierra with helpless expression. He and Sierra and Suman. The three became the center of the entire evening feast hall.

Seeing Angele, Bengula nodded faintly at him. The two calmly exchanged glances.

Angele walked quickly and stood in the circle.

"Master Xia Zuo. What happened?" he whispered.

"Green, you go over and take a break first. There's a little trouble here. I'll take care of it soon." Xia Zuo chuckled a smile on his stiff face.

"It's just a friend of mine" Angele frowned, looking at Bengula on the side.

Xia Zuo followed his gaze and paused for a moment on Mingula. Then nodded: "I'll deal with it here. You can rest assured."

"OK."

Angle didn't say much, just nodded and stood aside. If it wasn't for Bengula, he wouldn't be foolish in coming in to stir the water.

At present, it seems that the subordinates of the Mafia chief and Xia Zuoyin have a more troublesome contradiction. But the two sides also seem to have a relatively close relationship. The situation is a bit complicated, but things have been triggered after this junior. The problem suddenly rose from the junior battles to the power overruns.

People present. On status. No one can compare with him. Even the granddaughter Isabel's granddaughter and the second elder's grandson, Ivan Deer, were not like him. Is the only son of an elder. This status is far more important than the average junior. It belongs to the degree of extreme attention.

If necessary, Anglia still decides to stand up and protect Bengula in the event of an accident. In his capacity, this face should be given. Now that Vivi is winning the battle, her prestige has risen to a peak.

Even among Dawn Wizards, there is a level difference. Vivi is undoubtedly one of the strongest in this level. Presumably there will be some effects.

The young man named Ducis politely saluted Xia Zuo, and directly transmitted the word, so that no one else could hear what he said. The shadow behind him was slowly floating, releasing faint pressure, oppressing the entire banquet hall, and smelled like a demonstration.

"Okay, this time, it was indeed my improper arrangement." The transmission was over, it seemed that some conditions were reached. Xia Zuo let go of his voice and said to everyone. "With regard to Dussis and Sierra Suman, it is indeed Sierra who moves first.

Dussis touched the palm print on his face and looked at the three girls in green skirts standing aside.

"Handling conditions, Master Xia Zuo agreed to my request." He suddenly pointed at Suman. "If it weren't for this crap, I wouldn't have been able to get close to it. Did everyone see it around? It was the three of them who started first. Miss Sella, in the face of Master Xia Zuo, as long as you talk about Suman Severing the relationship, I can ignore the slap just now. "

"Impossible." Sierra's cheeks paled. "Suman is my friend, and Bengula is also my friend."

"Sierra." Xia Zuo frowned. "Forget it, start tonight, just follow Dussis. Be his personal maid. It seems that I am too proud of you on weekdays."

"Master!" Sierra's face suddenly turned pale. Although she is a descendant that Xia Zuo prefers, it does not mean that Xia Zuohui is willing to offend the son of the Mafia leader for no reason. What's more important is that many of her descendants, like Xia Zuo's relatives, wanted countless people who wanted her current status.

For Xia Zuo, a junior is irrelevant. Since Ducsis likes it, it's also a good thing to be a good friend. Especially in the presence of that shadow.

Angle on the side is secretly speaking to Mingura.

"I have explained to Xia Zuo that you are my friend's relationship. It should not be a big deal, but you better not get involved anymore. This matter is obviously not your business."

Mingula couldn't say anything, but showed a helpless expression, shrugged at Angele, and nodded imperceptibly.

The two secretly whispered on the side.

Xia Zuo and Dusis are basically determined to deal with it.

"Okay. Sierra leaves it to Dussis for you to deal with. The other two are up to you. I'll stop asking about this as your compensation in Bailan City."

Xia Zuo did not mention the meaning of Angli's previous request at all, and said blandly. Just paused a bit when mentioning the two.

"Thank you, Lord Xiazuo, for understanding. Grab all three of them." Dusis nodded and said loudly.

Mangula and Angele on one side changed their faces.

Angele is about to stand up.

"Master Green." Rinpoche suddenly pulled Angle's hand and shook his head slightly at him.

Xia Zuo also notices the situation here. Frowning: "Green, don't make a fool! Now the situation is different, you should rest a while." He actually regarded Anglieu's solemn request as a fool.

Angel also knows that at this time, even if he is strong in the background, he is still not enough to face a Ducius who can have a dawn wizard as a bodyguard. After all, the backstage is not around now. Compared with the strength of the other party, although Wei Wei is very powerful, her power is really not very strong.

But now Bengula has helped himself a lot before. Anyway, they are friends. After all, he still owed him some favors.

Also, I just talked to him and it was in his face. Lord Xia Zuo should protect him. I didn't expect it to happen in an instant

For a time, Angele frowned. His face was gloomy.

After all, he is not a wizard of dawn. Others may look back and take care of themselves for their mother's sake. But this is mainly for the feelings of mother Weiwei. Instead of taking care of your feelings.

Xia Zuo did this. Even if Wei Wei saw it, she would never blame him, maybe she would think he was doing it right. Offended a favorite son of the mafia leader for an indifferent friend. This is not an equivalent exchange.

If he has this strength himself, the situation will not change at all.

Out of the hall, several guards wearing black armor with dark red flames on their chests walked in quickly. They took the black weapon like Chang Ge and surrounded the three men directly.

Oh!

Several long Ge tips suddenly burst into blue-violet flames.

The flames are interconnected and quickly form a blue-purple flame chain. Surrounded by the three Selasuman.

Under the oppression of the shadows, the three of them couldn't move at all, they could only watch themselves surrounded by the fire chain.

Dussis looked at Sierra in the chain of fire. For a while, her expression was very complicated, with joy, disappointment, and nostalgia and something inexplicable.

Angel's face was cloudy and uncertain. In this case, even if he stood out, it would not necessarily be effective, but if he stood out, would the other party dare to do something to him?

He glanced at Bengula, and the other person lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly.

The blue-purple fire chain has begun to shrink.

Thinking of this, Angele strode forward, stepping forward. "Wait!"

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes focused on him.

Angele was calm, staring at Dukes, who was interrupted by his shout.

"Master Dussis, the dark-skinned man in it is a friend of mine. How about giving me face for his involvement?"

Perhaps for Xia Zuo, the life and death of a junior doesn't matter. But he is different. This is a question of code of conduct and has nothing to do with character.

Ducis gave him a slight glance, and a guard beside him whispered something in his ear. He suddenly showed an expression. Should know the identity background of Angele.

Others are also paying attention to see if he gives this face.

Dussis waved his hand: "Take it away." He didn't look at Angele who was on the side, as if he didn't exist.

Angel's face was a little hard to look.

Originally, all three of Bengula were hopeful, but did not expect that Ducsis would not give Angrid any face at all. The other side clearly did not want to slap Wei Wei's momentum.

Angel was standing in the field, watching the three of Mingura pull themselves into the shadow of the black oppression, unable to move, tied directly by the blue fire chain. Then he passed by and tried to walk outside the hall.

His face became harder to look.

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