"Why don't you dare, I'm afraid that your grandson is your grandson. I will wait for you in advance, and you will just wait to die…"
Abel sneered, then jumped up and walked towards the suburbs.
Crupta was pale with anger, panting heavily: "Brother Fritch, you must peel this Abel for cramps…"
" my brother, don't worry, this kid can't live anymore…"
Fritch's eyes are full of light, and Abel is now in his eyes, which is a good resource.
Fritch's figure was vertical, and he also walked towards the suburbs in an instant. Seeing this, Crupta hurriedly followed.
…
Inside the Protectorate.
Mr. Darion was drinking tea leisurely, while Togrel stood respectfully beside him.
"Mr. Darion, this morning, Mr. Chitel went to the door of the Martial Arts Alliance to scold, as if he was going to fight with the Mountain of Wishes…"
Togrel reported in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, Mr. Darion smiled lightly: "This guy is quite positive, I hope he won't be beaten to death…"
Togrel was a little confused. Mr. Darion clearly defended Abel everywhere, but why did Mr. Darion seem to not want to help Abel this time?
However, Togrel didn't dare to ask. Now, as the pavilion master of the Investigating Protector, he is just running errands and maintaining law and order. There are some things that he can't participate in.
At this moment, Paul walked in, and after seeing Mr. Darion, he nodded and said, "Mr. Darion, you expected it well, this time Crupta didn't notify anyone, and it seemed that he wanted to kill Abel secretly. But I've already notified…"
"Well, you can go with me to have a look, but don't let this kid Abel hang up…"
Mr. Darion put down the teacup and slowly got up and said.
"Mr. Darion, if you go in person, will it arouse suspicion? You said that you won't be in charge of Abel…"
Paul reminded Mr. Darion.
"Did I say I want to control him? I'm just watching the fun!"
Mr. Darion smiled slightly and then walked out.
At this time in the suburbs, many people from the sect family have gathered together.
The purpose of Mr. Darion is to reduce Abel's potential enemies. When these people see Abel's strength, they will not choose to go against Abel.
And Crupta looked at the people gathered in the suburbs, his face was extremely ugly, he didn't want people to know this time, because this was also what Fritch meant.
Delolia Island is a small overseas island and is considered a hidden place. Not many people know it, and Fritch doesn't want too many people to know the existence of Delolia Island.
" brother, what does this mean?"
Fritch looked at the many people gathered at the scene, frowned, and asked with a very displeased face.
"Brother Fritch, who knows either. I didn't tell anyone when you came to Katro this time, and I won't inform so many people." Crupta explained anxiously: "Could it be Abel who notified me? Yes? Otherwise, I will give an order to let the people from the Martial Arts Alliance drive these guys away."
"Okay, since this is the case, we can only make a quick decision…"
Fritch waved his hand, and then jumped in front of Abel.
boom.
Fritch's huge figure directly smashed a big pit on the ground, and the rocks flew in all directions, and the earth trembled.
Seeing that Fritch had such a big battle as soon as he appeared, many people couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"Who is this guy? Is he from the Martial Arts Alliance? Look at him?"
"who knows, but this guy's aura is so strong, and who knows where the leader of the alliance came from."
"This is King Fritch. The elders from the past few decades should all know him. This guy used to be very powerful, but he disappeared after that. who knows where he went."
"This Fritch went to Delolia Island, and I heard that he took up the mountain there as the king, became the emperor of the earth, and lived a very casual life."
"Where is Delolia Island?"
To be continued....
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