Dragon Ball God-level lottery

The dust was rolling, and a noble squad of about thirty people came, led by an ugly-looking middle-aged man.

“Everyone stop!” A shrill voice came from the middle-aged nobleman’s throat, causing Lin Le and the others to get bored for a while.

The middle-aged nobleman took out a drawing from his sleeve, slammed it fiercely, squinted at the drawing and looked at Lin Le.

“Think you’re handsome?” Goku looked at the middle-aged nobleman with disdain.

“Be bold! Dare to be presumptuous with our captain like this! ”

The middle-aged nobleman had not yet spoken, and a small man next to him began to argue, and the two small eyes were dripping and turning, and they didn’t look like some bright and honest person.

“Hah! Sure enough, it was Lin Le! I advise you to release Miss Lan Yi as soon as possible to avoid the pain of flesh and skin! The middle-aged nobleman was proud and did not put Lin Le in his eyes at all.

Wukong was just about to attack, but was stopped by Lin Le, turned his head and whispered

“I’ll just come.”

Lin Le stepped forward and tilted his head.

“And what if I don’t listen to you?”

The middle-aged nobleman opened his eyes wide, looked at Lin Le, and looked at Lan Yi and Bulma more.

“Young people are not small, if you don’t hand it over, then you… Die! Little ones, give it to me, catch them alive! “The middle-aged aristocracy raised the decibels and showed his high status.

The little minions in the back swarmed up, holding their weapons high, and constantly provoking Lin Le in their mouths.

“Obediently tie up your hands!” “It’s useless to resist!” “If you mess with the nobles, you have to die!”

“Hmph!” Lin Le didn’t move in place, and the qi shook out the few small minions that pounced more than ten meters away, and the little minions behind him were taken aback.

“Useless waste! Give it all to me” The middle-aged nobleman looked at a few small minions and was shot away in an instant, and jumped, but for the sake of face, he had to pretend to be cowhide.

The rest of the little minions are afraid. Lin Le directly moved his hand, punching one by one, knocking the remaining minions to the ground.

“Ugh!” Before the middle-aged nobles could see it clearly, the little minions all fell to the ground, and as soon as he kicked his war horse, he turned around and wanted to run.

“You think it’s just your home? Come if you want, go if you want?”

A direct stroke of anger turned the middle-aged nobleman on his back, and the middle-aged nobleman rolled on the ground several times and barely got up.

“You you, Diao Min, what do you want to do? Aren’t you afraid of my backers?”

Lin Le didn’t listen to the nonsense of the middle-aged nobleman at all, and walked over and punched and kicked again, and the middle-aged nobleman who beat cried and cried.

“, don’t let me see you”

“Thank you uncle, thank you uncle”

“Aren’t you ready to get out yet?!”

The middle-aged nobleman quickly got up and ran away without turning his head.

Lan Yi watched Lin Le let the nobles go, a little worried.

“Lin Le, why did you let him go? Aren’t you afraid that he will bring more people to us for trouble?”

“Just them? I don’t put it in my eyes yet. ”

Lin Le wanted to reach out and touch Lan Yi’s hair, but suddenly remembered Bulma and Wukong next to him, and his outstretched hand was lowered again.

“Let’s go, let’s go, let these guys disturb their good deeds, go, eat!” Lin Le waved his hand with everyone arrogantly, turned around and walked towards the hotel by himself.

Suddenly, the draw page turned on its own, and then a bottle of potion was dropped with a blue liquid lying quietly inside.

“Huh? What does that mean? No matter, put it away before talking. ”

Lin Le put the potion into his pocket. _

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