"Slaughtering chickens and dogs? Hahahaha!" Bert Mercer burst into laughter, unable to contain himself.
"What, are you still carrying that Martial Saint Weapon?" Bert Mercer probed cautiously.
I sneered back at him. "No need to fish for information. The Martial Saint Weapon isn't with me."
Hearing this, Bert Mercer's tension finally eased.
His aura started building slowly, the peak Military Marquis energy flooding the quiet bar.
I got to my feet. "Let's move somewhere else. I don't want to wreck their business."
After saying this, I headed for the exit first.
Bert Mercer watched my retreating form, his eyes narrowing to slits.
Without warning, he struck. His feet moved like lightning, fists driving ruthlessly toward my back!
"Mason Raymond!" Elena Green spotted the attack and screamed out!
But dodging was impossible now. A peak Military Marquis moved too damn fast!
"Clang!"
Bert Mercer's fist slammed straight into my back!
The sharp sound rang through the entire room!
