C2426 He Actually Called This Crazy Young Master
Seeing that the security guards at the entrance of the main building had entered a state of combat, the people nearby also showed an expression as if they were watching a show.
Everyone liked to watch the show, and Ancient Martial Practicer was also a person, and was no exception.
Moreover, this madman was so rude that it frightened them.
They were happy to see the guards teach this lunatic a lesson.
Ancient Martial Practicer was a militant, and had a rather low opinion of human lives.
If this madman was really here to cause trouble, then even if he was killed by the security guards, they would still feel that it was reasonable and not cause any panic.
Killing the enemy was already normal in the Ancient Martial Realm.
Especially at a gathering like the Ancient Martial Practicer's Exchange Convention, it was not strange at all.
Who told these madmen to be so insensible, choosing to cause trouble at such a crucial time?
Normally, they might be able to spare their lives, but such a grand gathering was out of the question.
This was making an example out of nothing.
Suppress all those who want to cause trouble.
However, while watching the show, everyone was also shocked by the strength of the security guards.
The combined strength of the few security guards was actually close to the Innate Peak.
Even though they only had this kind of strength when they joined forces, they couldn't be underestimated.
After all, these people were just security guards.
Even the security guards were this strong, how could they not be shocked?
As expected of the venue for the Ancient Martial Practicer's Meeting.
This staffing is really amazing.
The security guards were all powerful experts, so they could to a large extent put an end to troublesome matters.
Stabilizing the normal operation of the Ancient Martial Practicer Communication Assembly.
"..."
Second Ancestor was originally very angry.
He had almost lost his mind.
However, when the security guards burst with strength and confronted him with swords and sabers, he immediately became clear-headed.
He jerked to a stop in front of the door.
Otherwise, if he took a few more steps forward, he might be attacked by the security guards' combined attacks.
Although Second Ancestor was confident that he could beat these security guards.
However, at the very least, both sides would suffer. Even at the best of times, it would be a miserable victory.
In addition to the damage he had suffered from the previous car explosion, he was likely to be seriously injured.
How could he take revenge when he was seriously injured?0
Therefore, he couldn't act rashly. He absolutely couldn't fight with the security guards. This was a must.
Furthermore, these security guards were still on Second Ancestor's side, so it was impossible for them to make a move.
"Take a good look at who I am."
Second Ancestor tried his best to calm his mind down. He wiped away the charred marks on his face and said coldly.
Due to the charred marks, his face was almost completely black. Only now did he reveal his true appearance.
The security guards took a closer look and were shocked. They quickly bowed and saluted,
"So it's young master!"
"Forgive us for our rudeness just now, I'm very sorry!"
The sudden change in the situation had caught all the spectators by surprise.
The security guards actually called this crazy young master?
Who would have thought that this crazy man who was very rude in their eyes was actually the young master here.
In other words, this fellow was the son or grandson of the organizers of the Ancient Martial Practicer's Meeting of Exchange.
For a moment, everyone had a strange expression on their faces.
No one had expected such a situation.
Some of the people who wanted to make a move were very glad. Luckily, they hadn't made a move yet.
Otherwise, he would have offended the organizers by now.
Although this is only a small city, the organizers are still very powerful families.
An ordinary Ancient Martial Practicer would not dare to offend such a large and powerful family.
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