The entire 105th floor of the Jingyuan Hotel was destroyed as if by a hurricane. After listening to everyone's account of the whole thing, Ashin first nodded to thank the young swordsman, and then very seriously wanted to do his best. Lackey screamed and threw it down from the window. The young swordsman leaned against the corner of the room holding his long knife, quietly looking at the frightening Axin with a strangely curious and excited look.
But when Ashin, who was eager to try the "scum height free fall movement", stood by the window and was about to throw, wearing a black tuxedo, the hotel manager with a leopard head walked into the room and said loudly, "Your Excellency please stop!"
"Huh?!" The furious Ashin turned his head, his face was cold and bitter, as if a thrilling polar storm was brewing: "Are you his dog leg? Want to come to rescue him?"
"No!" The Leopard manager made a very candid gesture: "I promise, the anger in my heart is no less than yours! But this man is the young master of the Rossi family and one of the contestants in this Jinlunbao business war. 1. In accordance with the host’s order, his personal safety is protected by the black market of gods and ghosts!"
Lackey, who was half-hung out of the window, heard the conversation, and suddenly laughed that was worse than crying: "Hahahaha! Did you hear? My brother is protected! Get to know, let go! Don't! Let go! I'm going to fall! Puff!!" Axin's fist was ruthlessly stuck in his cheek.
A Xin's voice was like a storm roar: "You said so much, didn't you want to save this scum in the end?!"
The face of the manager of the Leopard showed suppressed anger and helplessness: "Your Excellency! He was making trouble in the territory of our Leopard race, and he indulged his subordinates and injured several of my compatriots! Why don't I want to tear him up now?! However, one of my clan swears allegiance to the host, no matter how angry we are, we must absolutely obey his old man’s orders. If he dies here, it will be difficult for us to explain! So please... please raise your hand!"
A Xin's expression eased a little: "You are quite loyal, but..." He didn't want to let Laki go easily.
The young swordsman who had been staring at Ashin with interest suddenly said: "My little master doesn't want to talk too much, but the power of the Rossi family can be regarded as a tree with deep roots. You are here to kill him with such a flamboyant expression, to your side Those people... are they really okay?"
The Leopard manager spotted the young swordsman in the corner, and he let out a low cry in surprise, as if he was frightened.
The young knife man smiled sharply and arrogantly. He put his index finger to his lips and motioned to the manager of the leopard to "shut up and don't make a sound."
Ashin hung his eyes and thought about it, meditation execution talents don't care about the other party's status and status, okay? ! But now he wants to participate in the Golden Wheel Fighter, whether it is for Evelyn or for the purpose of coming to the black market this time, he must and must play the role of Golden Wheel Fighter well. Therefore, he cannot withdraw from the crusade target after being upset like a wayward young and Dangerous boy.
What's more, after killing this scum, the Rossi family will definitely take revenge. Not only will they be bloody, but Evelyn and everyone here will also find it hard to rest...
Thinking of this, Ashin bitten Laki to the ground: "Okay! He is yours!"
Manager Leopard looked at Ashin with a mixture of gratitude and guilt: "Thank you for your accomplishment!"
He lifted the half-dead Laki and walked out of the room. He turned to face everyone who was rescued by Ashin and lived together on the 105th floor. He said in a loud and clear voice: "I'm very sorry for the unpleasant things that happened to all the guests. It happened to us. On the site of the Leopard race, this is related to the face of our race and the reputation of the hotel, so the Jingyuan Hotel will do its best to provide all your requests!"
"Then...hurry...Hurry up and invite the best doctor in the ghost black market here!" Walker, who had awakened, sat up from the ground and stared at the leopard man manager with fierce eyes.
The Leopard manager looked at Walker with a bloody face: "Okay, I'll contact the best doctor for your diagnosis and treatment right away!"
"Idiot!" Walker said grumpily, "I am very strong, and I don't need diagnosis and treatment!"
The leopard manager asked inexplicably: "That..."
The young knife man smiled and said to the Leopard manager: "It is not the old man who needs to be treated, but him!" He pointed at Asin with a long knife, and the light in his eyes was excited and dazzling.
A Xin raised his eyebrows and pointed at the bridge of his nose with a strange face: "Me? Why do you say it is me?" He suddenly patted his forehead: "Oh! Thanks to your help just now, I almost forgot to talk to you. Thank you!"
The young swordsman didn't say anything, he smiled and winked at Asin, his expression seemed to say "You're welcome!"
"You kid!" Walker stood up with Evelyn's support tremblingly: "It's less than two days before the Jinlunbao Business War. Are your injuries really okay?"
"Uh..." Ashin couldn't help being silent. He knew his physical condition better than anyone else. Although the daily actions are not a major problem, after the battle with Turner, there are indeed a few areas of the body that are still aching. If you take this kind of unstable and hidden injuries to participate in the Jinlunbao business war, once you encounter a very strong The opponent will definitely fall into a very dangerous situation immediately.
Walker had already considered this issue very carefully, so when he regained consciousness, he heard the promise from the manager of the Leopard, and immediately asked to find a famous doctor.
And that young swordsman didn't know what kind of experience Ashin had before, but he could see his current state at a glance. This person's vision was really very vicious!
The young swordsman looked at the leopard man manager standing by, and said in a somewhat impatient tone: "What are you standing here for? You have heard the customer's request. Why don't you go ahead and do it?"
"Yes!" The leopard manager obviously cowered, and then quickly walked out of the room carrying Lackey. The other Leopard men waiting outside the room walked into the room and carried out the bodies of the Rossi family guards who had been killed by the young swordsman.
The leopard men entered the room, and after seeing the face of the young swordsman, there was an expression of awe and shock on their faces for an instant. The young swordsman waved his hand impatiently, and the leopard men bowed their heads obediently and walked out.
After the Leopards exited the room, the murmurs of Leopards communicating with each other in their native languages began to sound outside. From the pitch, they seemed to be very surprised by something.
Ashin naturally noticed this unusual detail, and he asked curiously: "These Leopard races seem to be in awe of you! Who are you?"
The young swordsman said casually: "You may be thinking too much~~Master, I'm just an injustice passerby~~"
Passersby? How can it be? Are you passing by the 105th floor? The young swordsman obviously didn't want to reveal his identity.
Evelyn helped Walker walk over and said gratefully: "Thank you very much! I, Evelyn Rosebrunt Andre Medici, I will repay you!"
The young swordsman stared at Evelyn’s beautiful and charming face. The face that seemed to be able to deal with everything was a blush of embarrassment. He coughed a few times: "That... from the Medici family Noble lady, you are so kind!"
"Huh...?" Walker thoughtfully looked at the face of the young swordsman: "Where did I see you..."
The face of the young swordsman suddenly showed an overly dramatic smile: "The old man must have remembered wrong!" Before Walker could respond, he immediately turned to Ashin and said, "Brother, look at your skill, yes. The Golden Wheel fighter chosen by the Medici family, right?"
Ashin nodded: "Yes!"
"Um..." The young knife man squinted his eyes and stared at Asin as if he was identifying rare antiques. At last he seemed to come to a conclusion and said, "How are you doing this? Isn't this ruining yourself?"
"Huh?" Ashin was confused: "I... spoiled myself?"
"Yeah!" The young swordsman's eyes were full of reproach: "Look at the injuries on your body. It seems as miserable as a fall with the Titans. How can you abuse your body like this? Obviously, someone can't ask for it. You’re so good, why don’t you care about it?"
Ashin recalled all the past and smiled awkwardly and said, "Ha...that, I can't help it!"
"Can you not help yourself? Judging from your aura, you have indeed experienced a lot of extraordinary things. I understand this, there is no way." The young swordsman still looked at Asin with a very strange look: "But... you are also a martial artist? Then you should know that the aura that a person exudes is directly proportional to the strength he possesses. Almost all of your auras can be comparable to super-class masters. But. Why can't I feel from your body, that kind of peerless strength that can match your aura?" He seemed to be studying a puzzling puzzle: "You... why don't you want to be yourself?"
Be yourself!
Ashin was surprised!
It is as if the roar of the lion in the dream accompanied by the terrible power burst into the ear again!
Why would this young swordsman say such a thing? !
Looking at Ashin, who was sweating profusely and staying in consternation, the young knife man showed a helpless expression of helplessness. He patted Ashin's stiff shoulder: "Oh! It seems that you already know something. The bottleneck of one's own realm can only be understood on your own, no one can help you! In short, brother, good luck! Bye!" He suddenly turned over and jumped out of the window!
Walker and Evelyn were taken aback, they ran to the window and shouted, "Hey! This is the 105th floor!"
However, the young swordsman has long since disappeared, and his departure is as mysterious as his appearance.
Ashin glared at his white eyes in shock, and beads of sweat rolled down his chin onto the newly-changed special tactics outfit. He murmured incredibly, "Why? Why would he even say that sentence? What? What does it mean to be myself..." (End of this chapter)