When everyone saw Han Dong put away the Zhenbaoyan, which was more than one person tall, there was a noise. They never expected that a prospective college student who had not entered the university had a storage spiritual weapon. It seemed that the space for this storage spiritual power was quite large. For a moment, everyone's eyes were red with envy.

"Why are you put it away? Unlock it, let's open our eyes too!"

"Yes, such a large piece of treasure rock, if there are treasures inside, it will definitely be worth a lot. Let's take a look!"

"Are you afraid of cutting it down? Young people should have some courage and untie it."

...

The onlookers began to vent their fire, wanting Han Dong to unlock this precious rock. Some people praised them, some praised them, and some used the method of provoking them. However, Han Dong was still unmoved and bowed to the surroundings with a smile. Without saying a word, he walked straight towards the hotel gate.

At this moment, two burly men stopped Han Dong. One of them smiled and reached out to stop Han Dong and shouted: "Wait a minute, little brother, this is not what people do!"

"That's right, we are all waiting for you to unravel this treasure rock. You suddenly wondered. Isn't this playing tricks on us?" Another strong man sneered: "You must unravel here today, otherwise we will not agree."

Han Dong narrowed his eyes and found someone coming to find fault, which made him a little strange.

"The things I buy are mine. I will solve them whenever I want!" Han Dong stared at the two of them and said coldly: "Even if I put them as decoration at home, that's my freedom. What do you care about?"

Chen Lin was stunned. He never expected that the student who was shorter than him in front of him would be so tough and dare to refute him in front of so many people.

Chen Lin and Zhang Ziqiang looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes. These two people could never have imagined that although Han Dong was a quasi-college student, he had not lost his childishness and was just a high school rookie. How could he dare to be so tough?

"Boy, don't speak so arrogantly!" Chen Lin's face turned gloomy and he reached out to grab Han Dong's shoulder.

Since you can't scare the other person, you can only try it.

"Look at me holding this kid up and leaving the ground with my feet, and see if you are still so tough." Chen Lin said in his heart.

At this moment, a black light suddenly flashed in front of Chen Lin's eyes, and then a cool feeling came from his wrist.

There was a burst of exclamation around him, and the obsidian knife in Han Dong's hand fell drop by drop. At this time, Chen Lin realized that his right hand had been broken with his wrist, and blood kept gushing out.

At this time, Chen Lin felt a sharp pain, his face turned pale, and his eyes looked at Han Dong with a look of horror.

"He, how dare he..." Chen Lin's mind was blank. He never expected that the "rookie" in front of him would dare to move the knife.

Swish ~

Han Dong held the obsidian knife in his hand, held Chen Lin's throat, and forced himself forward step by step.

Chen Lin covered his right wrist, his forehead was covered with sweat, his face was covered with pain and ferocious expression, and his throat was clamoring, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Ruch!" The onlookers retreated one after another, looking at Han Dong holding an obsidian knife, and two words appeared in his heart.

"You dare..." Zhang Ziqiang next to him was full of anger and rushed towards Han Dong with a loud voice.

"No..." Chen Lin shouted, with fear on his face trying to stop Zhang Ziqiang's actions.

Puff ~

Another black light flashed by, and the Obsidian Knife slashed directly at Zhang Ziqiang's chest. Zhang Ziqiang, who was nearly two meters tall, seemed to hit a galloping car, and his body was directly chopped out, and a blood arrow shot out from his chest.

Zhang Ziqiang fell heavily to the ground, struggling to get up, but after working hard for a while, he half lay on the ground helplessly.

Blood gushed out from his chest, and the muscles at the wound were turned outward. You could even see that several sternums had been cut off. If they were not treated immediately, it would not take long before Zhang Ziqiang would bleed and die.

"Get out!" Han Dong shouted loudly and kicked Chen Lin's lower abdomen.

Chen Lin was kicked away a few meters away and fell to the ground. Chen Lin, who was covering his lower abdomen, looked like a cooked prawn, arching his body, trembling constantly, and sweating heavily.

Han Dong held a long black knife and glanced around. Everyone retreated one after another. No one dared to look at him. Everyone who saw his eyes lowered their heads and was shocked.

"This is not the eyes of a high school student. His life must be one or two..."

The murderous intent revealed in Han Dong's eyes was almost condensed into substance. The look of indifference to life was only possessed by veterans of hundreds of wars. How could it appear on a high school student?

Some people even want to look through the previous wanted orders to see if there are any photos similar to Han Dong.

"The strength of a senior spirit master, I have never seen such a young senior spirit master in my life. Chen Lin and the others have kicked it to the iron plate this time." Someone murmured in a low voice.

With murderous aura blooming, Han Dong's advanced spiritual master's strength could not be hidden, and it was revealed in everyone's eyes.

Everyone made way. Han Dong walked into the hotel gate step by step with his obsidian sword, leaving behind everyone in silence behind him.

...

Han Dong stood by the bedroom window and looked towards the square. After the noise, Chen Lin and Zhang Ziqiang were carried to the ambulance and sent away.

The two were seriously injured, but if they were treated in time, their lives would be safe. Both of them had intermediate spirit masters and their recovery ability was much stronger than that of ordinary people. They only needed to rest in bed for a few months before they could recover.

After all, it was in Pismai Castle, and Han Dong didn't want to make too much trouble.

Han Dong looked at the bustling crowd in the square, a smile appeared on his lips, and he thought in his heart when he would untie this precious rock.

There is a high possibility that the treasure will produce abnormal noises. If it is calcified now, once there is an abnormal noise, everyone's eyes will probably focus on him again.

At this moment, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Bang!

Two classmates ran in.

"Han Dong, someone had a knife in the square just now. Did you see it?"

"I heard that I bought a piece of Zhenbao Rock and didn't want to untie it in public. As a result, I was angry and started fighting. I was seriously injured. One of them even broke his hand..."

"Yes, what a fierce man. I heard that I was holding a long black sword, which was very strange... Hey, Han Dong, the knife in your hand is also black, quite like what they said..."

The voice came to an abrupt end. The two of them looked at the obsidian sword in Han Dong's hand in horror, looked at each other again, hesitating whether to escape quickly.

It’s really a bit nervous to be in the same room with such a fierce existence!

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Chapter completed!