The Ultimate Student in the City

Patriarch Meyer already felt the danger, but with an inexplicable smile on his face, he turned his head and shouted towards the door: "Oh, Walker, you idiot, why don't you hurry in?"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a muffled "bang!", and the door flew open, and then Walker, who was wearing sunglasses, walked in stiffly.

"Master!" he said, looking at Patriarch Meyer.

Chief Meyer took out a cigar and a lighter from his pocket, lit it, took a puff and slowly exhaled the smoke, squinted at Mr. Pete with a sneer and disdain: "Dear Mr. Pete, although you I'm rude, but if you obediently be a dog by my side, I'm still willing to give you another chance, otherwise once Walker makes a move, even if you didn't go to see God, old man, your life in the next life will probably be worse than that. Dogs are worse."

Worse than stray dogs? Teacher Pete looked at the arrogant patriarch Meyer and smiled, with a hot smile on his face. But I sighed softly in my heart. It seems that tonight is likely to be a night worth remembering by many people, because tonight, the head of the Rothschild family, Mayer, is likely to die suddenly at Deacon Manor inside.

As for the Walker who came in, he simply ignored him. Mr. Pete never paid attention to the weak. Even if he glanced at him, his eyes were like looking at an ant.

Walker, or those members of the Rothschild family guarding this area a, are no different from ants in the eyes of Mr. Pete.

Mr. Pete didn't say anything, he made a gesture of wiping his neck to Patriarch Meyer.

"Oh, Walker, you can do it now." Patriarch Meyer's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Yes, master," said Walker.

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Pete suddenly found that a fist had appeared in front of him, and it was about to hit his old face. The fierce wind blowing from the fist made Mr. Pete's old face change color even more. There was a burning pain, as if a knife was scraping his skin fiercely there.

Master! In his eyes, this kid who knows how to pretend is actually a master.

In a hurry, Teacher Pete's reaction was also very fast. His withered old hand had already clenched into a fist, and he greeted the opponent's punching fist.

Head-to-head!

In the next second, the muffled sound of "bang!" was heard endlessly, and before the bones of the two fists could touch, the energy wrapped around the fists clashed fiercely.

They are like little soldiers before the battle, but also like pioneers who opened the way. They must win the first battle and overwhelm each other in momentum.

In an instant, Mr. Pete felt his fist was burning hot, and the strength emanating from the fist collapsed, and then the flesh and blood collided.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the fists of the two had already slammed together, without any perfunctory, and without any luck, the fight was about who had stronger strength and tougher bones.

When the opponent's fist suddenly appeared in front of him, Mr. Pete's heart suddenly "thumped", and he knew that he was wrong, and it was outrageously wrong.

Because the opponent didn't seem to be inferior to him in terms of speed or strength, so he didn't hold back this fist at all, and used all his strength.

As soon as the fist touched, Mr. Pete knew that his feeling was right. The strength of this seemingly insignificant boy was indeed not inferior to him. If it wasn't for his strength, he would not be bad. He was directly blasted into scum. The reason why he has such strength is because he secretly took Onimaru No. 2 before doing it, so his strength soared instantly?

Affected by that rebound force, Walker's body took two steps back, and Mr. Pete took four steps back to stabilize his body. At the same time, he felt his blood surging, and there was a fishy-sweet taste in his throat outgoing. In the next second, the mouth parted: "Pfft!"

He couldn't bear it anymore, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, then he raised his head and looked at this cool kid wearing sunglasses who seemed to have nothing wrong with him now.

Teacher Pete was already seriously ill, but now he encountered such a domineering master, his body seemed to be overwhelmed.

"Oh, Walker, you idiot, don't shoot him too hard and kill him... Oh, just break his two legs." Patriarch Meyer slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, with a hot and arrogant face Looking at Mr. Pete with a smile, he said.

"Yes, master." Walker replied mechanically.

At the same time, Mr. Pete's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took the initiative to attack... His target is Meier!

It is an eternal truth to capture the thief first, so as long as Meier is subdued, the young man who is better than him after taking the ghost pill will not dare to act rashly. After that, he only needs to wait for the effect of the ghost pill to disappear. , when the time comes, they will all die!

However, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is very skinny!

The moment Mr. Pete's figure flashed, Walker also moved, blocking Mr. Pete's way all of a sudden, and smashed his fist hard.

Teacher Pete has no time to take care of other things, so he can only bite the bullet and confront him head-on. Of course, although he was defeated, he didn't feel too much despair in his heart. After those few minutes, when the ghost pill's time is up, it will be his death! It's Meyer's time to die!

Mr. Pete has decided to kill everything recklessly!

"Bang bang bang..." The two turned into two afterimages, fighting together in this room with an area of ​​over a hundred square meters, accompanied by the sound of something being smashed from time to time.

Patriarch Meier always had a relaxed and happy smile on his face. Watching this wonderful battle of Jaylen and smoking that high-quality cigar, he suddenly felt a little regretful. Doing yourself a favor in front of... oh god, this is so good.

Meier is a perfectionist, so he immediately shouted: "Oh, Walker, you idiot, don't you know how to respect the old and love the young? Don't you think we should give our dear Mr. Pete a break?"

"Bang!" The two fists collided, making a sound like metal and stone meeting.

Teacher Pete's body shook, but he didn't back down, but his throat felt sweet again... His injuries were getting worse, and what Chief Meyer said during the fight made him twitch with anger , This is humiliation, this kind of humiliation is worse than killing him.

However, Mr. Pete knew that once the mouthful of blood spewed out, his blood essence would definitely decrease, but both his strength and speed would be weakened, so he endured the danger of worsening his injuries and forcibly suppressed that sweetness .

At the same time, Walker, who seemed to be fine and not even panting, backed away after receiving Meyer's order, and did not continue to attack Mr. Pete.

"Oh, dear teacher Pete, don't worry, let's take a break and play." Patriarch Meyer said with a smile.

"..." Teacher Pete's blood, which had been suppressed so hard, almost spurted out again. He felt that all the insults he had received in his life were not as much as he has received now.

However, although I don't know what this Meier is doing, it is good to be able to delay the time, it is best to delay until the ghost pill loses its effect and the sequelae break out!

Therefore, Mr. Pete will not foolishly say that the speaker can be killed but not humiliated, and then take the initiative to rush towards Walker.

With an inexplicable smile on his face, Patriarch Meier took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Oh, dear Irene, I need you to send a bottle of red wine to Teacher Pete's room now."

Two minutes later, the big ocean horse that followed Chief Meier walked into the room. She held a bottle of red wine and a wine glass that had been opened in her hand, and looked at Meier who was sitting there with a smile on her face. The patriarch walked up to him twisting his waist.

Then, he helped to pour a glass of red wine, sat on the lap of Chief Meier with his plump buttocks, and delivered the glass of red wine to Chief Meier's mouth.

Chief Meyer took a sip and said with a smile: "Oh, baby, I need passion now."

The woman looked at him with a charming expression, understood what Meier meant, took a sip of wine immediately, then knelt down in front of the chief Meier, unbuttoned his pants skillfully and gently, and then began to help.

"Oh, damn it... oh, Miss Mitty...you're a bitch..." Chief Meyer closed his eyes slightly, his face full of comfort and intoxication.

The muscles on Mr. Pete's face were twitching violently. This damn Meyer humiliated himself in such a way, and, besides, he imagined that bitch as Miss Mitty?

Damn it! Damn it!

Teacher Pete has never wanted to kill a person so much as he does now. He even wanted to chop him up and feed him to the dogs after killing him!

"Oh, Walker, you idiot, haven't you seen that Mr. Pete has rested?" Patriarch Meyer said with a smile.

Teacher Pete really wanted to say that I didn't have a good rest, but because of his old face, he couldn't say that. Besides, the young man who had taken the ghost pill didn't give him a chance to speak, and he had already pounced on himself again.

In Mr. Pete's opinion, the moves of this guy who took ghost pills are actually very simple, without any fancy superfluous movements, his speed is fast, his shots are heavy, and, he only attacks but not defends, and he looks like he will die with you. So Teacher Pete really complained, after all, masters who are not afraid of death have always been scary.

Of course, with his rich combat experience, he still has temporary self-protection ability. Moreover, he has not confronted the opponent head-on now, but has made the kind of behavior that he has always been extremely disdainful... Dodging the opponent's attack non-stop attack! He was waiting, waiting for the moment when the opponent's ghost pill failed.