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In the abandoned equipment depot of readx. 107, Langtry was tied up and hung upside down from the beam. He was covered with wounds and looked as if he had been beaten.

Langtry had already gone back to the dormitory after class, and had been asked by his sister to buy food in the canteen. Somehow, he had run into Khafels, and after his men had pointed out that he was Ron's roommate, he had been brought here by him. bsp;

Lan Terry had been beaten up for who knows how long. His face was bruised and bruised, and he was covered with horrible wounds. He seemed to have been burned in many places. His clothes had been torn to shreds, revealing nothing good.

The air in the old equipment warehouse was a little turbid. There was a faint glow coming from outside the broken window, and around twenty students were either sitting or lying down lazily. There were more than ten bottles scattered on the ground, many of them already empty.

He poured the last of the wine out of an empty bottle. "Huh? It's gone? "

Annoyed, he flung the bottle away and it shattered with a "Hua la la" sound. "What a disappointment …" I haven't had enough yet... "

"That's right!" "Such a small amount of wine!" A senior student beside him burped and said, "Which damned fellow went to buy wine? Why don't you buy more? You're better now, you can't even get more than a little drunk …"

Frances, who drank the least, smiled and said, "I've already sent for someone to buy it, I'll be back in a while..."

Highfield's gaze landed on Langtry, and he smiled sinisterly, "This guy, he's displeased just by looking at him …" After saying that, he suddenly rushed over and viciously kicked Lan Terry in the face.

"Hmmm," Langtry could not dodge, and let out a groan of pain.

"F * ck, aren't you very arrogant?" What kind of Skeleton Society boss would not Ron come to save you? "Haha, I can't even see a shadow of him …" Highfield laughed and kicked with all his might.

"Bah!" Lan Terry spat out a mouthful of bloody sputum, his blood-red eyes fixed on Highfield. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boss Ron will definitely save me …"

"You still dare to be stubborn?" "I'll kill you right now. Even if Ron comes, he'll only be able to collect your corpse for you …"

"If you have the guts, then kill me!"

"Hey!" You think I don't dare to kill you? " A trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes. With the sharp blade of the bottle in his hand, he stabbed at the stomach of Lan Terry.

"Enough!" A voice came from the corner. It was not loud, but it was loud enough to wake Highfield up.

Highfield put down the half-empty bottle and smiled in embarrassment, "Yes, Big Brother." Although he was arrogant, the person he feared the most was his elder brother, Khafir.

"He's going to die. Do you want to kill him?"

"I just wanted to scare him!" Highfield laughed.

Khafir coldly snorted. He was clearly dissatisfied with the other party's reply, but he did not say anything.

Hefelter rolled his eyes and laughed, "Big brother, but I let the priest cure him and then play for a while. I don't have any alcohol to drink and have nothing to do, so it's really boring … …"

As expected, Highfield was full of evil tricks and could even think of such a malicious method to torture him.

Haiphers closed his eyes and did not comment on his words. Highfield smiled sinisterly, indicating that his elder brother was in agreement.

At this time, Frances laughed and said, "Boss, you left him a challenge, do you think Ron will come?"

Before Khafir could reply, the senior student at the side hurriedly answered, "Bullshit, he has the guts to come?" There aren't many people in the academy who would dare to accept the boss's challenge letter … "

As he was speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open with a "boom" and a group of people rushed in. These people had skulls wrapped around their arms, which made them look very strange.

"Khafir …"

The enmity was so intense that even though Khafir was sitting in a dark corner, Ron recognized him at once and called out his name through gritted teeth.

Khafir turned around and jumped up from the ground. He then sneered, "Ron, you didn't disappoint me. As expected, you still came …"

His younger brother, Hefelter, scurried out from the side, smiled and said, "Not bad, you have guts, Ron, but I have to tell you, those who are brave will easily lose their lives …"

Then he smiled and said, "Yo, it seems like you've brought quite a few people. Do you think you can win if you have more people?"

There were only a dozen or so people over at Khafir's side, while there were nearly thirty people on Ron's side. In terms of numbers, Ron's side had doubled, but in terms of strength, he was far from being a match.

Aurora snorted coldly and said, "Khafir, aren't you being too arrogant? You dare to touch my dorm mates?"

"Hehe, you are the one called 'Arrow God', Aurora. As expected, she doesn't look much!" Highfield laughed, "So what if that guy is a member of your dorm? There's no one in this academy who my big brother doesn't dare to touch … "

"You —" Aurora was so angry that her face turned red.

The fatty sneered, "Compared to a certain someone lying on the ground like a dog eating shit, isn't this many times better?"

When it came to bickering, Fatty would never be at a disadvantage.

Hailey hated people who picked his scars the most, so he shouted angrily, "Damn fatty! I'll make you suffer a fate worse than death! "

Khafir smiled, tilted his head and said, "Let them go!"

He untied Langtry, and Ron was immediately picked up.

"Big brother!" Karachi's heart broke at the sight of her brother being beaten up like this. If she hadn't sent him to the cafeteria, he wouldn't have touched her, and he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Langtry was dragged aside, and the treatment was left to Rancy.

Ron took a deep breath, took a step forward, and said in a loud, clear voice, "Khafir, the dean has already spoken. Private fighting is prohibited among the students. What do you want?"

Haifis sneered, "Private fighting is strictly prohibited. This is just a joke, what do I want to do? "Naturally, you have to solve the problem between you and me …" He waved his hand.

At this moment, the door behind Ron was slammed shut, and the light dimmed.

The group of people that Ron had brought with him were in an uproar after their escape route was cut off. Many of them had braced themselves and came over, but when they saw Hyfis, there was a trace of fear in their eyes.

Ron was a little nervous. The power of Khafir had put a lot of pressure on him, but he also knew that the more nervous he was, the more he couldn't show it on his face. If his heart was in chaos, then there was no need to fight.

Ron smiled faintly. "No problem, Khafir, but I have to remind you that my fight with you will not end so easily …"

Khafir grinned. "That's good. I just want to test your ability. Come at me!"

Knowing that it would not be good if he did not have a fight with Khafir today, Ron turned around and gave Aurora a concerned look. He whispered, "I'll deal with Khafir. I'll leave the others to you …"

Aurora nodded.

Ron took a deep breath, and suddenly, striding forward, he actually went all the way to Haverhill and confronted him, only twenty centimeters away.

"It's said that Necromancers are long-range classes. Are you seeking death by walking so close?"

Ron laughed. "I'm here to tell you, not only can I fight from a distance, but also from a close distance …"

In a flash, Ron's Sky-rank bone cane appeared in his hand. With a nimble twist of his ten fingers, he stabbed the bone cane towards Khafir like a dagger. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

As a knight, Khafir's reaction was naturally not slow. He stretched out his hand with lightning speed and grabbed the hand that Ron had thrust at him.

"I'll take this hand of yours." With that, he twisted his hand, about to break Ron's hand.

Since he had created his own fighting style, he had practiced and expanded his fighting style. With his natural super agility, even in close combat, he was not necessarily at a disadvantage.

With a twist of his body, he easily avoided the tribulation of losing his hand. The hidden bone spike in his other hand suddenly thrust out.

Khafir was startled. He did not expect that at such a close distance, his opponent would actually have a hidden weapon in his hand. He raised his hand and used Dou Qi.

With a boom, the bone spike struck Khafir, forcing him back a few steps. Naturally, the hand holding Ron loosened.

Relying on his extremely fast reaction speed and his familiarity with Necromancy, Ron managed to turn a ranged class into a melee class. This could be said to be an original move.

"Big brother!" Highfield turned pale with fright. He had not expected that his big brother would suffer such a small loss in the exchange with Ron. He was even more afraid of Ron's strength.

"I'm fine! This fellow's strength is not bad! " Although Khafir was forced to retreat, he praised Ron and confirmed his strength.

On Ron's side, everyone saw Ron forcing back Khafir in a split-second and felt their morale soar. Under Fatty's command, they took the initiative to launch an attack. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Those people suddenly rushed over and began to fight with the people from Khafir's group. Battle qi flew chaotically, magic was wildly exploding, and arrows were raining down without any cost. The scene was extremely lively.

Fatty shouted loudly. In his fat hands were two small, mismatched daggers. He rushed into the crowd and started to fight as if he was a soldier.

Manny frowned, "Aurora, did you see that, second and fifth brother went crazy again …"

Naturally, Aurora also saw this scene and sighed. This fatty's strength was still lacking, but the key point was that he didn't listen to his commands, he was like an enraged bull when fighting, and he didn't even listen to Aurora's words. He was clearly a Thief, yet he was charging in front like a soldier, and was riddled with injuries every time.

"There's no helping it, he's just like that!" Aurora looked at the fatty with a helpless expression. She then turned to Kara Qi, "Take care of the fatty!"

"Oh!" "Yes," Karachi replied. Although her brother, Langtry, had been treated by Lantim, she felt a surge of anger and a need to release it. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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