Magical Strategist

It is said that Oufeng Bank is the most dangerous and violent place in Oufeng Town. It is true when I saw it today! Hearing such a loud noise in the yard, all the customers who were depositing money suddenly ran away.

However, the guys at the bank are still very united. When someone makes trouble, the guys gather together in unison. The yard was soon filled with thugs.

"Where is he?" A short, middle-aged man with slightly bald hair walked over quickly. He was seen wearing a gorgeous black magic robe, with several magic bracelets on his hands, and a high-quality magic necklace hanging around his neck. He seemed to be a practitioner.

"There, the red-haired one!" The guy pointed at the real dragon fiercely.

The short man rolled his eyes, his brows full of contempt for the real dragon, and said: "Just him? You are a bunch of idiots. I pay you so much every month, but you can't even deal with such a small role? You want me to do it myself?" ?”

"Manager, that boy is extraordinary in strength, even the boss was defeated by him," said the waiter.

"What? Zhuzhu has the level of dark silver fighting spirit, so this guy's strength has reached the level of blue fighting spirit?" the short man thought to himself.

The real dragon didn't want to waste time with these guys, so he strode forward and asked the short man: "Are you Bolou?"

"That's right, who are you? What are you doing here?" Boulou asked.

"It doesn't matter who it is, you should quickly release the girl you arrested this morning." Zhenlong didn't show any good looks and said in a tough tone.

"Haha, no one dares to speak to me in this tone. Boy, don't be ignorant of the world just because you are young." Baolu mocked.

"Dwarf winter melon, why do you talk so much nonsense? Let it go or not, be happy." The real dragon shouted loudly.

As the saying goes, you don't expose someone's shortcomings when you curse them. Bollu's scalp was so angry that his scalp was smoking, and his teeth were clenching in his mouth. "Little one, grandpa will beat you until you have teeth all over the floor today!"

"The owner of our village is a magic master with deep blue vindictiveness. You little bastard is waiting to be beaten!" the guy said confidently.

The real dragon was speechless, thinking to himself, was he weak in this outfit? Why do others always call me "little trash" and "little bastard"?

"Brother Lie, be careful, Baolu is very powerful." Xiaohu was worried for Zhenlong. In his opinion, no matter how powerful the real dragon is, he is just a magic apprentice, while the bully Bolou is an experienced magician, and he is worried that the real dragon will suffer.

The real dragon just smiled and walked to Bolou as if nothing had happened: "Xiaohu, has the short winter melon ever hit you?"

"Yes!" Xiaohu replied decisively.

"How did you fight? Tell me." The real dragon asked again.

"He slapped me."

Snapped!

The real dragon raised his hand and slapped him in the face, giving Bolou a loud slap in the face.

There was a buzzing in Baolu's ears, and then he became top-heavy, staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

"Manager, how are you doing, Master?!"

Baolu fell, and the guys panicked, fearing that the boss would also faint. Finally, he stood up again with the help of his assistant. How could he endure the humiliation of being slapped in public? He was gnashing his teeth as if he wanted to tear the real dragon into pieces.

"Okay, you bastard, today, grandpa has to peel off three layers of your skin!" He let out an angry howl, and the dark blue fighting spirit slowly rose. Then he took out a shiny black magic wand and looked like he was fighting to the death.

call out!

Bolou suddenly flicked the staff in his hand, and a purple-red light ball flew towards the real dragon.

"Brother Lie, be careful!"

The real dragon didn't even blink. He spread his fingers and blocked it casually. The ball of light instantly turned into countless light spots and disappeared.

"What?" Baolu's eyes almost popped out. The "Light Strike Technique" that can break stones was easily resolved without any damage.

The real dragon said disdainfully: "I'm not here to practice magic with you today. Let me ask you again, where is the girl I caught this morning?"

"Why should I tell you?" Bao Lu said still arrogantly.

The real dragon didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he grabbed Bao Lu by the neck. "Let it go, or not let it go!"

Bollou's face suddenly turned red and he couldn't breathe. He might die at any time. He had to admit that the strength of the red-haired young man in front of him was beyond his ability to deal with. "Let it go, let it go right now, you, let go! Cough cough...cough cough cough..."

He is really a guy who won't shed tears until he sees the coffin. He is obviously very weak, so why do he have to pretend to be strong? The real dragon glanced at Baolu.

Five minutes later, Fei Yi was taken out. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were ragged, and she had several bruises on her face and arms. It looked like she had just been beaten.

When Xiaohu saw his sister's embarrassment, he threw himself into Fei Yi's arms and cried bitterly, shouting: "They bullied you again, didn't they?"

"No, I'm fine." Fei Yi stroked Xiaohu's head and said gently.

Seeing the siblings reunited, Zhenlong was sincerely happy. It seems that I can find my own shadow in this boy.

"I've let him go, what else do you want?" Boulou asked.

The real dragon thought for a while and then said: "Promise me that you will not cause trouble to them from now on."

"As long as the money is paid back, I won't bother them."

"How much do you owe?" Zhenlong asked.

"One hundred gold coins," Bollou said.

"How much!" Zhenlong emphasized.

"One...one hundred..." Baolu said with some guilt.

"Think about it before we talk!" The real dragon said fiercely when he saw the fierce light.

"Ten, ten gold coins." Forced by the opponent's power, Bollou finally confessed.

Only then did the real dragon take out ten gold coins from his magic bag and throw them at Baolu's heels. He said calmly: "It's clear now."

Anyway, I fell into this kid's hands today. Let him say whatever he says. No one can beat him.

Seeing that Baolu didn't say anything anymore, the real dragon waved to Xiaohu and said, "Let's go back."

"Well!" The boy's innocent smile once again appeared on his tense face. Today is really a special day for him. The person he usually hates the most has finally been repaired. Not only that, the debt of one hundred gold coins has also been written off. . From now on, he and his sister no longer have to live without enough to eat. Thinking of this, Xiaohu's clear eyes curved into two crescent moons...

"Lie...Brother Lie, thank you..." Fei Yi didn't know how to express her gratitude to the real dragon, so she just looked at the real dragon with affectionate eyes.

"You're welcome." Zhenlong said with a smile.

The man was saved, and the disputes for many years were resolved. It seemed that Bolou had no objections, and even if he had any objections, he didn't dare to raise them.

The three real dragons got up and left the bank. Seeing the happy smiles on the faces of the two siblings, Zhenlong also felt very happy.

However, the smile only lasted a few seconds...

At the gate of Oufeng Bank, a group of well-trained knights lined up and stood guard there. In the center of the square formation, there was a luxurious carriage. It was not difficult to tell that the person sitting in the carriage must be a person of prominent status.

"You broke the bank and you want to run away like this?" A deep man's voice came from the carriage.