League of Legends God-level Summoner

Pushing open the wooden door, Lu Chuan walked in calmly. Fat Rat told Grand and others to wait outside.

After all, at this time, if a swarm of swarms rushed in, it would look like they were here to stir up trouble. Fat Rat still desperately hoped that his eldest brother and Harry could have a calm talk.

"Are you the gambler who won a lot of money?" As soon as he entered the door, a very harsh voice sounded. Lu Chuan turned his head and found a man in luxurious clothes leaning comfortably on the sofa with his feet on the coffee table. , took out a small box containing tobacco from his arms.

Seeing this, the bunny girl on the side skillfully wrapped a finger-thick cigarette in cigarette paper, handed it to Harry's mouth respectfully, then struck a match and lit it.

This demeanor not only showed generosity, but also made it clear that Lu Chuan was not taken seriously.

"Where's the money?" Lu Chuan raised his eyebrows and asked directly.

"You're really impatient. Do you like money so much?" Harry raised the corners of his mouth and smiled playfully.

"Nonsense, otherwise I still like you?" Lu Chuan seemed to be looking at an idiot. Harry choked on his words and almost swallowed the cigarette. The fat rat beside him was even trembling in his heart.

This eldest brother of mine really doesn’t accept anyone’s words... He dares to choke on other people’s words while standing on their territory.

"Haha, it seems that this gentleman is determined to get this money." Harry narrowed his eyes and snapped his fingers again.

The bunny girl went out, and soon, a few guys who looked like goons from the casino moved a heavy iron treasure box, placed it in front of Lu Chuan, and opened it.

As soon as the treasure box was opened, golden light instantly illuminated the entire room. Both Oliver and Fat Rat couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

A box of gold coins... This is probably the most money they have ever seen in their lives.

"These are all the money you won." Harry stood up slowly, walked to Lu Chuan and squatted down, stretched out his hand to grab a handful of gold coins, and let them slip from his palm like quicksand and fell into the iron box.

He straightened up and grinned, "If you can take it."

He clapped his hands, and quickly, about a dozen people rushed in from the door, all wearing jackets and denim, with a red square scarf around their neck, and a revolver at their waist.

"Okay guys, it's time for you to perform next. Break the limbs of a greedy guy like this. I hope to see him still have the last breath left to look like he can't live but can't die." After Harry After the words fell, more than a dozen cowboys quickly pulled out the revolvers in their hands and pointed them all at Lu Chuan's head.

As long as he moves, he will be beaten into a sieve.

"Wait, wait! Wait, this is a misunderstanding." Fat Rat knew that if he was still timid at this time, he might not be able to please both parties. He hurriedly stopped in front of Lu Chuan and said with a shy smile, "Ha Mr. Li, this must be a misunderstanding, we didn’t win so much money just now, just a small handful, a small handful, hehe.”

As he said that, Fat Rat grabbed a handful of gold coins from the iron box and put it into his pocket, then pulled Lu Chuan and whispered, "Brother, let's go first. They are more powerful and have guns. We don't need to play with them." The hard one leaves the green hills without worrying about having no firewood."

"Want to leave? Is this a room where you can come and leave whenever you want? Kneel down, kowtow twice, slap yourself ten times, and I will let you two lowly dogs go." Harry saw Fat Rat He seemed to be submissive, and the corners of his mouth suddenly cracked even more.

After all, they are just two greedy dogs without courage.

Fat Rat was in a dilemma and glanced at Lu Chuan in embarrassment, but he didn't want Lu Chuan to conflict with the group of people here. Everyone of the more than ten people here has a gun. One shot per person, no matter how good he is. You'll also get your head blown off, right?

He gritted his teeth and took a step forward, "Mr. Harry, just leave this to me alone..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Chuan suddenly pulled him behind him forcefully.

"Kneel down, kowtow twice, and slap ten times. That's enough, right?" Lu Chuan asked at this time.

"Yes, as long as you do it, you can grab two more handfuls of this box of gold coins and take them away." Harry suddenly felt that sometimes when facing some people, there was no need to beat them to death. It was also different to play with them like circus animals. Flavor.

"Then I would like to thank Mr. Harry first." As Lu Chuan spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled the unsuspecting Harry directly in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, Fat Rat, who fell to the ground, saw a scene that made him almost faint.

Lu Chuan kicked Harry on the knee socket, then suddenly pressed his shoulders down.

"Plop! Ah!" A sound like the shattering of kneecaps spread throughout the room along with Harry's scream. At this time, Harry was already kneeling on the ground, and both kneecaps were cracked.

But that wasn't the end yet. Lu Chuan grabbed his hair again and licked it hard towards the ground.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three times in a row, Harry's forehead was smashed, and blood oozed from his forehead. Lu Chuan's sudden move made his consciousness become a little blurry.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Chuan raised his hand.

"Bah bang bang!"

"Bah bang bang!"

The whole room resounded with crisp slaps.

Not only Fat Rat was stunned, but also Oliver, Bunny Girl, and a group of cowboys who had been pointing guns at Lu Chuan were dumbfounded.

They had seen people risk their lives, but this was the first time they had seen someone so desperate.

On someone else's territory, he was pointed at by more than a dozen guns, and then he beat up someone else's boss so hard that his knees were shattered, his forehead was bruised, and his face was swollen.

But the cowboys didn't dare to shoot now, because Lu Chuan and Harry were stuck together, and they were afraid that one of them would miss Harry and hit him, which would result in his death.

"Do you feel good?" Lu Chuan lifted Harry's collar. At this time, Harry's face was covered with blood and he was out of breath as if he might burp at any moment.

While Fat Rat was exclaiming in his heart that he was enjoying himself, his legs were also trembling.

Beating someone feels good for a while, but then there is a crematorium...

After all, this is the son of the leader of the Blood Crow mercenary group, and the Blood Crow is one of the three major forces in the area. Now that he has beaten Harry almost to death, he will probably be hunted endlessly in the future.

Just when Fat Rat was still thinking about how to escape, Lu Chuan had already clapped his hands and threw Harry aside as if throwing away garbage. He bent over and picked up the iron box and walked to Fat Rat. .

"Let's go, do you plan to stay here during the New Year and wait for them to give you red envelopes?" Lu Chuan kicked Fat Rat in the butt. Fat Rat jumped up and hurriedly followed Lu Chuan, turning back every step for fear of a sneak attack by those guys.

But the cowboys just watched them leave with guns from beginning to end, but no one dared to actually shoot.

Although they were not afraid of Lu Chuan even if they shot him, Lu Chuan's sharp aura shocked them.

What is aura?

This is called aura.

Are you awesome because you are someone else's son?

I'm so sorry, I hit someone else's son.

[Thanks to ‘Sword Demon Heart Fall’ for the 10,000 reward, and congratulations to fellow Sword Demon Heart Fall for becoming the first hall master of this book.

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