"Get the hell out of here!"
Zhang Fan directly lifted his leg and kicked Felix’s shoulder.
This old bastard, damn it, he’s still a formidable Qi Gathering level warrior.
At this ti, does he seriously have no dignity?
Kneeling and begging for rcy, Zhang Fan had seen it many tis.
But such a dramatic scene, Zhang Fan swore, this was absolutely the first ti he encountered it.
You want to be my servant, who the hell do you think you are?
For Felix and the crowd behind him, Zhang Fan felt no sympathy at all.
If Ernes hadn’t acted first, Zhang Fan believed these people would definitely have made a move.
If he couldn’t transform into Saitama, haha!
The outco would definitely not be like this.
It’s possible that Felix and his group would have brutally tortured them until death!
Hence, there’s no way Zhang Fan would let Felix and his group go.
Eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!
Kneeling and acting out a plea for rcy suffices?
You’re dreaming!
Nevertheless, at this mont, Zhang Fan was not in a rush to punch Felix to death.
The corner of his mouth curved into a cold smile as he glanced at the others!
And at that mont, the crowd nearby broke into a cold sweat.
"Thud! Thud!"
A group of Gang Qi level warriors imdiately fell to their knees.
"Young Master Zhang, we absolutely have no intention of being your enemy. It’s all Ernes stirring things up with the French team."
"Young Master Zhang, spare us!"
With Felix on his knees, they were only at the Gang Qi level; how could they dare continue standing?
As for their country’s Qi Gathering elites...
Haha, how could they count on them?
Now, they’re all caught in a calamity!
Looking at the ground littered with Gang Qi elites, Che Hou and Guo Qixuan were elated!
What a relief!
What a relief indeed!
This is way more satisfying than winning ten consecutive matches!
These fools, how did they end up like this today!
"Hahaha!"
With Zhang Fan there, Guo Qixuan and his group had no qualms about expressing their inner joy!
At the sa ti, a group of Qi Gathering elites looked at each other in dismay.
Kneel and beg for rcy like Felix?
No way!
If they kneel, how can they hold their heads high in the future?
Besides, they seed not to have made any moves.
Zhang Fan can’t possibly kill them, right?
At this mont, Matsuda Kei roared: "Baka, you’re all kneeling to a Huaxia person?"
Upon hearing this, countless eyes turned towards Matsuda Kei.
In the next instant, Matsuda Kei’s eyes were as sharp as knives, staring at Zhang Fan: "I have no grudge with you, I hope you won’t trouble . We represent all of Japan this ti!
If you dare to make a move on us, prepare to be hunted down by Japan!"
Upon hearing this, Felix, who had been terrified, suddenly lit up.
In the next instant, he turned back, looked at Zhang Fan, and said, "Young Master Zhang, leave this fly to !"
With that, Felix suddenly stood up, transforming into a streak of light, dashing towards Matsuda Kei!
A Gang Qi level trash, still daring to speak out?
Long Aotian directly killed your Qi Gathering warrior, yet you Japan haven’t sent anyone to deal with Long Aotian?
Killing you equates to being enemies with Japan?
You wish!
Honestly, Felix’s heart had been anxious.
Targeting Zhang Fan, he and Ernes were the main force!
He couldn’t say for others, but for himself, he was sure he was on Zhang Fan’s blacklist.
He was worried about not having the chance to display himself to Zhang Fan, yet Matsuda Kei dared to pop out.
Looking for death!
A distance of fifty ters, in just one breath, Felix was in front of Matsuda Kei.
Killing Intent suddenly burst forth!
"Felix, you dare!" Matsuda Kei’s whole body went cold.
He couldn’t comprehend why, between him and the German team, there was no enmity whatsoever.
Why would this fool Felix help Zhang Fan against him?
"Do you think I dare?" Felix’s voice was infinitely cold.
At this mont, his mind was filled with thoughts: How can he kill Matsuda Kei so Zhang Fan, the Demon King, would notice him?
Blow him up with a punch?
Smack him away with a slap?
Or directly twist Matsuda Kei’s head off?
Or break his limbs and send him to Zhang Fan?
At this mont, Felix’s head started to ache.
It seed no matter what he did...
It wasn’t satisfying enough!
"What’s taking you so long? Are you waiting for to make a move?" Zhang Fan stood with his hands in his pockets, frowning!
In an instant, Felix imdiately nodded: "Master Zhang, right away, right away!"
Saying this, Felix extended his hand and grabbed towards Matsuda Kei.
"Felix!" Matsuda Kei scread.
However, Felix’s hand didn’t stop!
The power of Qi Gathering Level suddenly exploded!
The speed reached an extre, his hand grasping Matsuda Kei’s neck.
"Crack!"
The sound of bone cracking suddenly echoed.
At the sa ti, an incredibly dazzling Inner Strength Sword Light exploded from Felix’s palm.
"Splurt!"
Matsuda Kei’s head was twisted off just like that.
"Master! It’s done!" Felix holding Matsuda Kei’s head bent over, resembling a servant addressing his master.
Witnessing this scene, all Gang Qi warriors from Japan collapsed like deflated balloons.
It’s over, it’s over!
This ti they’re absolutely dood.
"Take care of the others as well." Zhang Fan waved, pointing at the other Japanese people.
In an instant, Felix bead with joy!
"Okay, Master!" Felix nodded and turned around, waving his hand, as over ten Inner Strength Sword Lights suddenly condensed into flying arrows, shooting towards the other Japanese people!
"Pft! Pft! Pft!"
In an instant, those ten Japanese people gasped their last breath!
Witnessing this scene, Zhang Fan’s heart also trembled slightly!
Qi Gathering Forming Technique, truly aggressive!
Felix was only at the Early Stage, yet Gang Qi Peak had no ability to resist!
Suddenly, a bright idea flashed in Zhang Fan’s mind.
Why not get front-row seats with popcorn and bench, and have Felix clash with the others for a round?
A Qi Gathering level battle seems quite enjoyable to watch!
Hmm! It’s doable, co, let’s have one!
Then, Zhang Fan looked at Felix and said, "You must know, not everyone can be my servant."
Upon hearing this, Felix started trembling.
Holy crap, holy crap!
What did Zhang Fan, the Demon King, an by this?
Could it be, Zhang Fan really wants to accept him as a servant?
Thinking of Zhang Fan’s terror, Felix instantly felt excited.
If he could hold onto this big leg...
"Master, what do you need to do!" Felix said excitedly!
Zhang Fan raised his hand, pointing at the other Qi Gathering elites!
"Prove your strength! Kill one person in a hundred rounds!"
Upon hearing this, the distant group of Qi Gathering level individuals’ pupils shrank!
At the sa ti, they cursed in their hearts.
Zhang Fan, don’t stir up trouble!
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