Chapter 67 Freshman Welcome Party (Part 3)

Headquarters of Jubao Pavilion.

In the office of the Pavilion Master on the top floor.

"If we talk about hiding, it's your brother who hid in the sky as soon as the war started, and then let two puppets fight."

"And Liang Yu's daughter is also a little thief. She followed him to the sky at the first time."

A man sat on the Pavilion Master's throne with a swagger, his legs crossed on the wide office desk without any scruples.

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He had a delicate short hair, every hair seemed to have been carefully groomed, and he was wearing a custom-made black suit, which was well-cut and exquisitely made.

Judging from his appearance, the man was about 35 years old, with sharp and vicious eyes, three-dimensional facial features, and a full elite look.

Beside the man, Yang Guangxu, the current Pavilion Master of Jubao Pavilion, stood respectfully. His low-browed and pleasing appearance did not show that he was the helmsman of the world's number one merchant.

"My brother's strength is not good enough, so he can only use some tricks. He is definitely not comparable to Mr. Tu." Yang Guangxu's voice was full of flattery. "Mr. Tu was the best in the class."

"Bullshit, when I first entered the school, I was only at the second level, what can I do to him?"

Seeing that his flattery hit the horse's leg, Yang Guangxu quickly shut up and didn't dare to say another word.

There was a moment of silence.

"The one who stabbed the hellhound was Guan Shan, right? I remember he was... Guan Weilong's son..." Tu Lei's voice was a little careless.

"Is he still there?"

Yang Guangxu had heard the implication of Tu Lei's words.

Guan Shan, "should not" be there.

"Mr. Tu, we have tried to bring him back, but there is a venerable standing behind Guanshan, and he is also the agent of Guizhai. We, Jubao Pavilion, really..."

"We can't afford to offend him."

Tu Lei turned around, squinted at Yang Guangxu, and said coldly, "Venerable..."

"It's not like we [Symbiosis Society] haven't killed venerables before."

The three words "Symbiosis Society" seemed to have some kind of magic. The moment Yang Guangxu heard it, he lowered his head in fear and swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

Tu Lei's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the seat.

"Don't forget who helped you sit in your current position."

"The [Symbiosis Society] can help you up, and can change people at any time."

"I don't care what means you use, solve Guanshan, do you understand?"

Yang Guangxu nodded and said respectfully.

"Yes, sir."

Tu Lei stared at Yang Guangxu coldly until the latter's legs became a little weak, then he put on a relaxed expression and smiled.

"Okay, okay, don't be so serious, let's continue watching the welcome party."

"I miss it so much... So many years have passed..."

Yang Guangxu took a deep breath and raised his head, his heart still beating wildly.

In front of the two of them, on a huge screen, the hellhound had already killed the Qiao brothers and sisters...

The enthusiastic air wave curled up Qiao Xiaohui's hair, and she and Qiao Jiang looked more like brothers and sisters.

"Brother!"

Qiao Xiaohui shouted loudly and summoned the spear to face the enemy head-on.

Her body was as flexible as a spirit snake. With a tap of her toes, her body jumped lightly, and the spear swung, drawing a sharp arc.

The tip of the spear passed through the air, bringing a sharp sound of breaking wind, and approached the enemy's face.

The hellhound completely ignored the red tassel spear that attacked from the front. It had already tried it. Among this group of tiny humans, only the boy with the sword could break its defense.

The others...

They were just fish on the chopping board, and could be killed with a wave of the hand.

What the hellhound didn't expect was that Qiao Xiaohui didn't want to wrestle with the spear, but used the spear body as support, and used a clever force, just like pole vaulting, to jump lightly and avoid the fatal blow of the hellhound.

Qiao Jiang took advantage of his sister attracting the hellhound's attention and disappeared underground.

The hellhound missed and became more irritable. It suddenly became beastly, raised its two huge dog heads, and took a deep breath.

Huge fireballs were fired in turn with the dog heads.

The field was suddenly bombarded, and huge pits were bombarded.

If there were no high-level walkers guarding in front of the audience, a random fireball would kill dozens of onlookers.

Qiao Xiaohui evaded between the fireballs flexibly, but was inevitably blown away by the aftermath of the explosion.

Qiao Jiang didn't care about being Voldemort anymore, he quickly jumped out of the ground, caught his sister, and ran for his life.

"Fuck! Little white face! Idiot girl! Are you just standing there watching???"

"Help!"

Yang Chao, who was circling in the air with the puppet eagle, didn't pay attention to the shouting from below, but Liang Yuxin couldn't hold back her temper.

"Are you stupid? Can't you see we are looking for an opportunity?"

"You yelled so loudly, are you afraid that the monster doesn't know?"

"You don't have curly hair on your head, are you the brains that have been smashed and overflowed from your skull?"

Before Liang Yuxin finished her spray, she felt her body shaking, and the falcon above her head suddenly accelerated and circled.

She had to hold the silver line in her hand tightly and yelled at Yang Chao at the other end, "Little white face, fly steady!"

Who said that all good-looking people are little white faces?

Yang Chao complained in his heart, but he did not argue. He controlled the falcon to swirl and avoid the attacking fireballs, and consciously flew around the hellhound, letting it spit out fireballs continuously to relieve the pressure of the people below.

He had long discovered that on the foggy battlefield, two sneaky figures were about to touch the hellhound...

The hellhound's eyes were red, and it kept spitting out fireballs. Just when it had just finished spitting out the previous one and had not recovered its strength.

A big hand suddenly hugged one of the dog's heads.

"Guanshan!" Wang Sheng shouted, and his supernatural powers were running to the extreme, strangling the hellhound's throat tightly.

Guanshan understood and jumped high, so that Liang Yuxin could see his position clearly.

A thick silver-white silk thread fell from the sky and connected to Guanshan's back spine, and rolling power continued to flow into his body.

Guanshan slashed down fiercely, and the terrifying coldness froze the hellhound's limbs.

It raised its legs violently and kicked the thin ice covering it, but was immediately grabbed by a pair of big hands.

Qiao Jiang rushed out of the ground with half of his body, firmly grasping the front legs of the hellhound, not letting it move at all.

Qiao Xiaohui on the other side also rushed out of the smoke and dust, and the red tassel spear firmly blocked the hellhound's retreat.

The amplification effect of the Ten Thousand Gods Sword was activated, sucking Guan Shan's superpowers dry, and even the silver-white silk threads were decomposed and disintegrated.

Cut down with a sword.

The cold light passed through the body, and the ice exploded.

Crack-crack-crack

The huge dog head of the hellhound could no longer bear the pressure, and pieces collapsed and shattered all over the ground.

It's done!

Wang Sheng and others were all overjoyed!

Just when they were about to make persistent efforts and chop off another dog head.

Something strange happened.

The body of the hellhound expanded rapidly, and the temperature around it suddenly increased.

On its remaining head, the scarlet vertical pupils were full of madness!

"Be careful! It's going to explode!!"

Yang Chao's anxious shout came from the air.