Abel glanced at the Vistarm 4 Heroes, and then said, "Go away, don't let me see you…"
When the 4 heroes of Vistarm heard this, Abel let them go, bowed, and hurriedly got up and ran out.
Abel lay back again, and now he wants to see what else is going on behind Muzar.
And the 4 heroes of Vistarm who escaped, all of them were full of anger at this moment.
Especially the 3rd 1, looking at his broken arms, gritted his teeth: "Paralyzed Muzar, isn't this fcuking asking us to die? This old thing caused me to lose my hands, I must not leave him alone…"
"Yes, we can't let this old thing go and almost let him kill…"
The second child was full of murderous aura.
After listening to the boss, he nodded: "Go, even if we don't kill this old thing, we have to clean him up…"
Vistarm 4 Heroes said, and walked towards Muzar's room aggressively.
Muzar is humming a little song at this time, waiting for the good news of the 4 heroes of Vistarm.
At this time, the door was kicked open, and the 4 heroes of Vistarm walked in aggressively.
Muzar was stunned when he saw that the 4 heroes of Vistarm came back so quickly, then got up and smiled and said, "I didn't expect the 4 to be resolved so quickly??"
"I'll deal with your mother…"
The second of the Vistarm 4 Heroes, with a hot temper, slapped Muzar directly.
Muzar was also a grandmaster, so he hurriedly retreated to hide.
"What are you doing?"
Muzar asked with a puzzled look.
"What? You fcuking almost killed us, look at my 3rd brother's hand…"
The eldest of the Vistarm 4 Heroes was also angry, and directly pulled the eldest over.
When Muzar saw the broken arm of the 3rd child, he was stunned.
"This… what the h3ll is going on here?"
Muzar also didn't understand how things became like this.
"What's the matter?" The boss stared at him: "The person you fcuking asked us to kill was a Votu, it was a Votu… I fcuked your grandma, you asked us to kill a Votu, isn't this fcuking asking me to kill him? "
The old-fashioned mouth is full of foul language, and I can't wait to swallow that Muzar alive.
When Muzar heard this, he was completely frightened.
a Votu?
In their eyes, this is a fairy-like existence. He actually has the intention of killing a a Votu. Isn't this fcuking courting death?
But Muzar didn't feel that among these people, who has the strength of a Votu? The 2 older ones are just ordinary people. As for the young man and woman, even if they cultivated from their mother's womb, it is impossible to reach the strength of a Votu.
Most likely it was the middle-aged man and woman, but Muzar didn't feel a Votu's breath from Umia and Chelina.
"Which 1 of these people is a strong a Votu?"
Muzar asked suspiciously.
"Stupid, which 1 do you say, of course it's Mr. Abel Chitel, the youngest man…"
The boss yelled angrily.
"Mr. Abel Chitel?" Muzar frowned slightly, then his eyes widened suddenly, he took a deep breath and said, "The 1 who killed Suvilar at the international competition?"
"Nonsense, it's not him or who!"
The boss glared at Muzar.
This time, Muzar was completely dumbfounded, standing on the spot like a puppet.
"I… I really didn't know he was Mr. Chitel…"
At this moment, Muzar regretted dying in his heart.
There is Abel among these people. If you give him a hundred courage, he will not dare to make up his mind, and he will serve him respectfully.
Snapped.
The second child directly slapped Muzar, but this time Muzar did not hide.
"It's over if you don't know, let me tell you, we have already told you about it, and if you dared to offend Mr. Chitel, you really have eaten the guts of a bear's heart and a leopard. Besides, Mr. Chitel is a person from the Investigating Protector Pavilion in the capital, and he deserves credit. Just wait for the whole door to be killed…"
The d!ck is roaring.
To be continued....
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