Rebirth My World Savior System

"It seems that the wind of strong craftsmen has been blowing a little harder recently," Ting Quan even stopped smiling. This person just came to tear her down and destroy her...?

"My lord, I still hope..." Although this servant maintained a slightly bent posture, it was hard to tell whether his tone was more humble or more arrogant. The only thing that could be determined was that what he said was truly shocking.

"Go back! I don't care who your lord is? How much power your lord has and how much area the big influence covers. These two people are my guests. I don't care if they are some hope base, but they are on my territory.

Then it must be under my protection!" Tingquan said.

"Hope Survivor Base?" The man played with the communicator in his hand. It only showed the information about the Hope Survivor Base that he had checked in the past few days. It was obvious that he was very disdainful of this small base.

"I have never heard of such a small base, but it is not easy to have a level 45 person in such a base." The man put down the communicator, leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and said: "

Then wake up those two people."

"Pah——" A slap passed by.

Zhang Bufang was knocked unconscious for no apparent reason. Before he passed out, he heard a little bit of the conversation and understood what was going on. His anger was still building up. This slap made him wake up instantly. Naturally, Zhang Bufang had not yet

When he opened his eyes, his hand attacked the person in front of him.

They grabbed one of his arms and twisted it in the opposite direction, then grabbed the other person's head, put his face to the ground, and hit him hard. The person fainted immediately, and blood continued to flow from his nose.

Then he kicked the man several meters away.

Zhang Bufang touched half of his face lightly, and it hurt. It was probably swollen from being beaten.

Zhang Bufang looked at Chen He, who was still awake, and then turned his attention to the person sitting on the chair opposite.

Then the man opened his eyes, squinted at Zhang Bufang, smiled, raised his hand, and patted it a few times.

There are other guards in the room, but they will not act rashly without the master's order. The master is a moody person, and they may be punished inexplicably if they do something.

"Who are you?" Zhang Bufang's eyes were sharp and his tone was unkind.

"Hahahahahahaha," the man laughed, still leaning on the chair with the same lazy look, turned his head, half-squinted his eyes before fully opening them, and said, "Who do you care who I am?"

"...Ha," Zhang Bufang's mood simply sank into the abyss. Even when he was outside, he repeatedly stressed to himself not to cause trouble, but at this moment, the idea of ​​beating this man was already ready to come to his mind.

Is there something wrong with this person's mind?

"You'd better apologize to me and explain why you came," Zhang Bufang said.

"Oh? You want me to say that I won't say it yet. All you need to know is..." The man paused, patted the dust on his black suit, put his hands on the armrests of the chair, and sat up slowly.

He said provocatively: "Seeing that you are unhappy, I came here to beat you."

"Really?" Zhang Bufang looked around the room. In addition to the man in black clothes at the front who looked like a dog, there were four other people in the room. They should be the guards brought by the other party because he could not fight alone.

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"You don't have the ability to challenge me in a duel?" Zhang Bufang said.

The man squeezed the armrest's hand, tightened it for a moment, and then released it, hiding the displeasure he had just felt, and continued to pretend to smile: "They are nothing more than my uncle's family..."

"waste."