Chapter 2011 No Talk! No Room for Negotiation!

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When these practitioners from Gaul were looking at Qin Yang and others, Qin Yang was also looking at them.

The white-haired old man in the lead looked to be who knows how old he was. He looked quite old, as if he was about to fall down at any moment and be blown away by a gust of wind. But when he looked at Qin Yang, a sharp look came over him. The breath of him hit his face, as if he felt that the person standing in front of him was not an old man, but a ferocious beast!

The white-haired old man's gaze was originally casual, but when he passed by Qin Yang, he suddenly stopped. His gaze seemed a little surprised, but it quickly turned cold.

Qin Yang saw the change in the eyes of the white-haired old man. He didn't know the other person. Naturally, he didn't know why the other person's attitude changed so suddenly. Well, it felt like a passerby turning into an enemy.

Qin Yang smiled at the white-haired old man, but his smile did not bring back a friendly reply. The white-haired old man said coldly: "Qin Yang?"

The other party actually knows me?

Qin Yang was not too surprised. After all, he was already world-famous, especially if people in the cultivation circle recognized him, it would not be surprising at all.

"I am Qin Yang, who is my senior?"

Although the other party's attitude was not good, the other party's hair was almost white. Looking at his age and power, he was probably the supreme power sent by Gaul. Qin Yang still regarded himself as a junior and asked. .

The white-haired old man snorted coldly: "I am Mazhar Lewis."

Qin Yang smiled: "Hello, senior Mazhar."

Mazhar sneered: "Is Lucian okay?"

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses. Maybe this Mazhar's cold and somewhat hostile attitude toward him was because of Lucian?

"Lucian is currently in China, and his life is very good and happy. Senior, do you know Lucien? Um, or are you friends?"

Mazhar stared at Qin Yang coldly: "Boy, you used despicable means to turn Lucien, a supreme powerhouse, into a fool who only obeys you, and turned a proud man like Lucien into your servant and thug. , are you a little too cruel?"

The smile on Qin Yang's face faded, and the humility in his eyes disappeared: "Mr. Mazhar, are you trying to defend Lucian?"

"Nonsense! Lucian is my friend, boy, but you have turned him into this. What do you think we should do about this?"

Qin Yang blinked: "What should I do? Is he your friend? That's good. He beat and killed me at the beginning. If I hadn't been a bit capable and made him a fool in the end, I'm afraid my body would be dead now. It's probably rotted into dirt. I was a doctor and I was kind-hearted to help him treat his illness, but he wanted to kill me. Do you think I should compensate him? As his friend, do you want to help him compensate? "

The expressions of the three men behind Mazar suddenly changed. One man stepped forward and shouted angrily: "Qin Yang, be careful what you say! Do you know who you are talking to?"

Qin Yang glanced at Mazhar sideways and said in a cold tone: "He is only allowed to kill me, but I am not allowed to resist? What kind of truth is this? Why, I think you are the most powerful person, but I am not as strong as you, so you feel You can speak loudly in front of me and reprimand me? Okay, how about you tell me where you come from and I can let Lucien get close to your family?"

Mazar's expression changed, but he was not in a hurry to say anything. Instead, he waved his hand to stop the middle-aged man next to him who was scolding Qin Yang, and stared at Qin Yang coldly: "Let's make a deal."

Qin Yang slowed down his voice and said calmly: "What deal?"

Mazhar said calmly: "You let Lucian go, I can give you whatever you want."

Qin Yang was neither angry nor angry, but replied in a calm voice: "Since you said you are Lucien's friend, let me explain to you once. Lucien's current IQ is only that of a three-year-old child, and because he was originally The conflict between the two personalities, his brain has been completely damaged and irreparable, and the hypnosis I used at the time has caused irreversible effects..."

"He is following me now. He eats well, lives well, plays well, and is very happy all day long. Velen and Bruce of the Corman family can testify to this. After all, Lucien is the ancestor of the Corman family. I do I took advantage of his strength, but as compensation for him wanting to kill me, I don’t think there’s anything wrong or unfair about it!”

"Yes, if you leave me, as long as someone takes good care of him, you can also cultivate feelings and make him feel a sense of identity. But why should I let him leave me? I will not let go of a servant of the Supreme Power, but I I can promise you that I will take good care of him and make him live happily."

Mazar said solemnly: "He is a supreme strongman, he is Lucian, he has his pride, he should not be your servant!"

Qin Yang grinned: "Pride? That was before. Now he doesn't need it and has no pride. Do you expect a person with a three-year-old IQ to understand what the pride of the supreme power is? Does he really need this thing? He wants to He just wants to be happy, and I can give him this, we get along very happily!”

Mazhar frowned and said, "What do you have to do to let me go?"

Seeing that Mazar still refused to let go, Qin Yang said very cleanly and directly: "No need to talk! No need to discuss!"

The cold aura on Mazar's body became stronger and stronger. Jiang Helu, Huang Bo and others standing beside Qin Yang suddenly felt an invisible aura pressing down like a mountain, making them a little breathless.

Qin Yang also felt this aura, but he did not seem to be affected too much. He smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Mazar, are you going to attack us young people as a supreme strong man?"

Before Mazar spoke, a sharp aura flew out of the tent directly, like a flying needle emitting light, piercing Mazar.

Mazar's face changed and punched out.

The flying needle was instantly blasted into countless scattered auras by this punch and dissipated in the air, but Mazar's figure also shook violently to the back.

Jiang Kunlun walked out of the tent with a cold face and stared at Mazar coldly.

Huang Yue stood next to Jiang Kunlun. His expression was not cold, but his eyes were sharp as needles, making people feel like they were on edge.

Mazar, Jiang Kunlun and Huang Yue looked at each other. The air around them seemed to freeze suddenly. The tents and flags around them were moving without wind, making a series of noises.

After a few seconds of confrontation, Mazar suddenly snorted, retracted his gaze, glared at Qin Yang coldly, and turned to walk out.

"Qin Yang, this matter is not over!"

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