Chapter 817: A Man Like a Demon

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Chapter 817: A Man Like a Demon

Watching old Paul send someone to collect the IOU.

Ye Hao sat back on the chair, and he looked at the black Simon who was pulling out his arm from the floor.

"Answer my question just now, how is your strength in your Australian tribe?"

Simon looked at Ye Hao with admiration and fear in his eyes.

"In Australia, tribes are divided into big tribes and small tribes. My tribe is a small tribe. I am a warrior in my own tribe."

"But it's not at the same level as the warrior you just said that can transform into the phantom of a giant bear. It is the strongest existence of a warrior, and we call it a prairie warrior."

"To become a warrior of the grassland, several conditions must be fulfilled: first, to live in the deepest no-man's land of the grassland for three months. Second, to challenge and defeat the warriors of nine small tribes. The third and most important one .”

Simon pulled out his hand, and bloody totem patterns appeared on the dark arm. It looked like a cow, but it was incomplete.

"That is to be able to arouse all the power of one's own totem, and transform into the shadow of the totem, so that one can have the power bestowed by the tribal totem. I don't have this ability, and I can only use part of the power of the totem."

Ye Hao understood.

These Australian aboriginal tribes actually practice physical strength. They rely on these mysterious totems to strengthen their bodies and obtain some animal abilities. The strength of the prairie brave with the giant bear totem is about the same as that of the primary level of Qi Refining Realm.

Now Zi Ye Hao relaxed a lot. The grassland battle, relying on Nightingale's strength, probably has no problem.

Not long after, the old Paul took Uncle Matthew's IOU and took away his son who had passed out due to blood loss.

The farmer is located on the farm outside the town.

"That bastard. I didn't expect such a horrible guy to come to our town." Old Paul looked at his son distressedly, and the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became.

"Boss. Let me tell you something. I'm resigning. I'm going to leave the town." The black Simon walked to the old Paul and said in a deep voice.

Old Paul looked at Simon in surprise.

"What do you mean? Is my salary not enough for you? You should know that the salary I give you is enough for you to feed half of the population of your small tribe."

Simon nodded: "I know, but this time I really want to leave."

"No, I'll give you a 30% salary increase, you can't leave now!" Old Paul shouted angrily.

"It's not about money. I've already packed the salute. I'm leaving the town today."

After Simon finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the house, leaving old Paul who was furious and cursed angrily behind him.

"Boss, why are you leaving now? Isn't it good to work here? It's easy and there's not much work, and with so much salary, you can support the people in the tribe."

"Yes, Simon, if you go back like this, who will support the members of your tribe!"

Seeing Simon coming out, several black companions surrounded him, trying to persuade Simon.

"Money is very important, but you have to spend it with your life. I reminded the boss to discipline his son before, but he didn't listen. This time Bobby has provoked a demon." Simon said in a low voice.

"Devil? You mean the kid in the tavern, didn't you say that you should let the past go?"

Simon shook his head mockingly, with fear and fear in his eyes.

"Those eyes are more ferocious than a tiger, colder than a python, nobler than a lion, deeper than an eagle, and more bloodthirsty than a jackal. Do you think such a demon will tolerate others treating him insult."

"He's just waiting for an opportunity like a cheetah, waiting for the night to fall and revealing his bloodthirsty fangs."

"If you believe me, you'd better get out of here as soon as possible."

Simon uttered a bunch of weird words, then left the farm and the town.

Inside a hotel in a small town.

"Mr. Ye, why didn't you teach those bastards a lesson before, he was scolding us... scolding us, letting them go so easily is simply too cheap for them." Sitting on the bed, Wei Qiang was still angry at the moment No end, very unwilling.

"Who said I let them go." Ye Hao lay on another bed, wiping the dust off the dagger.

"Ah? Didn't you say to let them go?" Wei Qiang looked at Ye Hao puzzled.

Ye Hao smiled and shook his head: "I really don't understand how your IQ managed to survive in this foreign land like Australia. Let me ask you, if I killed Bobby in front of everyone in that tavern, And his father, what will happen?"

"Maybe we can have a good time. But who knows if they have relatives? Do they have friends? We will leave the town, but when the time comes, the people in that tavern will still live in this town. They are very likely be implicated."

"Uncle Matthew, Tasha, the old bartender."

Wei Qiang's eyes lit up, he jumped up from the bed, and looked at Ye Hao with bright eyes.

"Mr. Ye, you were just trying to delay the attack? In order not to hurt those people, you just refused Uncle Matthew's request to invite you home for dinner and overnight stay, and you even said it in the tavern. It was just a coincidence to take a ride. Let others think you are related?"

Ye Hao nodded and continued to wipe his hands

in the dagger.

"Mr. Ye, what are you going to do to take revenge? My marksmanship is very good." Wei forcefully took out the pistol from his waist, and put on a pose that he thought was very handsome.

"You don't need to worry about revenge. Tomorrow morning, you will take the shuttle bus in the town to the nearest city, and go back to Xili City first." Ye Hao said.

Wei Qiang looked at Ye Hao suspiciously.

"Mr. Ye, what do you mean? I'll go back first? What about you?"

"I have two things to do. I won't go back yet." Ye Hao muttered.

Wei Qiang immediately shook his head wildly: "No, no! Master Frank ordered me to monitor you every step of the way. If I go back by myself, then I will be finished."

As soon as the words fell, Wei Qiang covered his mouth, and he was about to slip.

"I know your mission is to monitor me. But I just remembered something, who did you call just now?" Ye Hao looked at Wei Qiang.

"The castle."

"Who answered the phone."

"A butler in the castle."

"Hehe, I knew it. What did the housekeeper say."

"The butler said that the master is still resting, and he will report the news to the master. Then he called me after a while, and I spent a few hundred Australian dollars to buy the old bartender's mobile phone."

Wei Qiang took out the mobile phone in his pocket and showed it to Ye Hao.

Ye Hao smiled lightly, and he waved the dagger in his hand a few times: "Believe it or not, the news that we were attacked could not reach the ears of Master Frank, but reached the ears of some people."

"This... this is impossible." Wei Qiang said hesitantly.

"You don't believe me, if they call later, they will definitely not let Master Frank answer the phone, and they will ask you for your specific address, and then tell you not to move around, just wait for the support at the same place, during this period, please be careful Don't contact anyone else."

Ye Hao stuffed the dagger into a leather dagger sheath, which he bought in a small town.

"This……"

Didi Didi

At this moment, the phone rang.

Wei Qiang looked at the phone, then at Ye Hao.

"pick up."

Wei Qiang swallowed, connected the phone, and started communicating with the other party.

Slowly, Wei Qiang's face became ugly.

"Well... can I talk to Master Frank. Master Frank is resting? Okay."

The phone hangs up.

Wei Qiang looked like he couldn't believe it, and whispered: "This...is this a coincidence."

"Coincidence? If you believe it's a coincidence, you can try it. Someone must come to this town to attack us within two days."

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