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Feng Yu didn't look at Clark, just looked at Paul Jin and the other dragon who didn't move anywhere so calmly.

"Third time, warning." Feng Yu reached out and pulled out the wheel from his waist, then raised his hand and aimed it at Paul's eyebrows.

As a high-level dragon, Paul's keen eyes saw that Feng Yu had turned on the safety when he raised the gun, his finger was already on the trigger, and the gap in the trigger had been reduced by his finger.

How could Paul not understand this kind of weapon that could threaten the dragon? At this moment, his mind was racing, and he had already understood that this Darren was a fool. Both of them had so many pairs of eyes in the square. Under the gaze, there is no way out.

Either they forcefully accept the attack from Darren and Cattail City, or they surrender and surrender, leaving no third way to go.

But the problem now is that it is impossible for them to withstand Cattail City's attack. The moment Feng Yu raised his hand, he already felt a slight tingling sensation between his eyebrows. As a strong man, this was his response to danger. perception.

Paul Jin knew that Feng Yu had already made up his mind.

Whether this determination was given to him by the new weapons in Cattail City or for some other reason, today, if they did not fall to the ground in front of so many people, their blood might be spilled on the spot.

Paulkin finally backed down, his stubbornness completely lost in Feng Yu's cold eyes and the dark muzzles surrounding him.

He knew that as they landed, this time they not only left the majesty of the dragon clan in Cattail City, but the two pieces of undead equipment had nothing to do with them.

Paul winked at the giant dragon armor next to him, and the two dragons slowly landed on the ground together.

"Darren, we are here this time to talk to you."

"Three respected gentlemen, it's rest time in Cattail City. If you have anything to do, come to my office tomorrow to talk to me.

Also, I hope you can abide by the rules of Cattail City, otherwise there won’t be a kind person like me here to help you count next time. "

After Feng Yu said this, he took Nicole's arm, turned around and left.

Seeing Feng Yu turning away, Paul almost lost his temper and turned into his true form on the spot, glaring at Feng Yu's back. In the unscrupulous onlookers of the four surrounding residents, the dragon's face turned green and black.

By coincidence, the direction Feng Yu walked with Nicole on his arm was exactly the direction where Prince Hill and his guards were.

At this moment, Prince Hill was looking at Feng Yu, who was walking towards him step by step, with disbelief on his face.

Just when Feng Yu walked to the seat between Julong and Prince Hill, Feng Yu quickly pulled out the wheel that had been inserted back into his waist without even looking at it. He raised his head and fired a shot.

Feng Yu's movements were so fast that he had already retracted his gun. Only then did Prince Hill and the dragon, who was cursing Feng Yu in a low voice, react and froze.

Feng Yu didn't stop and continued to walk forward. After taking a few steps, something suddenly fell from the dark night sky and landed with a thud on the square illuminated by lights.

Everyone looked over and saw that it was a large pig-faced bat unique to the wilderness.

However, this big pig-faced bat, which could only suck a lamb to death in one bite, was in such a miserable state at the moment. The part of its body under the ribcage had disappeared, and the broken mouth was bloody and bloody.

There was silence in the square, and everyone was staring blankly at the obviously dead big pig-faced bat.

"Have you forgotten all the disciplines and codes? What are you still looking at? Go back and copy the Cattail City safety regulations ten times. Starting tomorrow, all defense soldiers will be trained twice as much."

Feng Yu's roar rang out at this moment, and the captain who ran over with the team suddenly stood at attention, saluted Feng Yu, and answered loudly: "Yes."

Feng Yu turned his head and continued walking forward. When he walked to Prince Hill, he nodded slightly to Prince Hill, with a smile on his face that made Prince Hill shiver.

At this time, loud cheers rang out in the square, mixed with shouts such as "Master Darren is so powerful and so accurate, he is a magic gun."

Feng Yu turned around with a smile, waved to the cheering residents, and then walked out of the light range of the circular square.

"Boy, if Paul and the fire dragon didn't land just now, would you really know how to shoot?"

"Hold the grass!" Feng Yu yelled and blocked Nicole behind him.

"Old man, you're sick, aren't you? You're scary and can scare people to death. Don't you know? You belong to a ghost. You don't even make a sound in the hallway."

It's no wonder that Feng Yu reacted so violently. As he walked, he found an extra person next to him, who would be startled.

Isn't that right? Feng Yu was walking and someone around him started talking to him. Damn it.

It was Cromwell. This old man was not strong to begin with. In addition, he was a little rickety, and his body was more than a head shorter than Feng Yu.But at this moment, he was at the same height as Feng Yu, with his feet floating off the ground.

Feng Yu was so aggrieved and paralyzed just now when he turned around and saw an old face with ravines and criss-crosses in it, he almost cried out of fright, and his fart was so frightened.

Nicole covered her mouth and laughed heartlessly because she saw Feng Yu's face turned pale.

"Old man, let me tell you, once again, we will break off our diplomatic relations."

Cromwell snorted coldly: "Just cut it off. What kind of stuff are you guys giving me? Is that something you can learn from others? Did you do it on purpose?"

Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Hahaha, aren't you a genius? What's the matter? If it's difficult, just say it, I'll ask my apprentice to teach you."

Cromwell's face froze: "I ask you, do you know how to shoot?"

The old man changed the topic, and Feng Yu shrugged: "Why don't you shoot those two dragons? If they haven't landed before I finish counting down, it only takes one second, and they won't even have a chance to regret it."

"Are you crazy? I always thought you were a very measured young man, but why would you do this? Aren't you afraid of the dragon clan's revenge and the censure of the four clans of Cattail City?"

Feng Yu glanced at Cromwell and said calmly: "If I give in, will Cattail City gain the respect of the Dragon Clan?"

If I give in, can the weapons of Cattail City not be feared by the dragon clan?

I gave in. Will the Dragon Clan really let me and Cattail City go?

Taking a step back is very simple, just like today's Dragon Clan. If they retreat today, it means they will retreat tomorrow. They don't even think about the Holy Sword of the Dead and the Holy Ring of the Dead.

Taking a step back is very simple. As long as I take a step back today, it means that we have to hand over the Holy Sword of the Dead and the Holy Ring of the Dead.

In the future planar wars, once the great alliance of the Gregorian races is needed, we, the minority races in Cattail City, these races who do not have the protection of the Dharma Saint and are feared by the dragon race, will be dominated by the worst battlefields. "