Chapter 630: Fight Them All, Including the Prince
As soon as Pratt finished speaking, Sandra was extremely embarrassed. This was a ruthless slap in the face.
All kinds of feelings surged in her heart at once, and her hands loosened.
With a plop, she fell from the three-meter-high wall.
Everyone only heard a scream, but it soon stopped, obviously holding it back.
Prince Zhu En's face was also burning. This young man who was completely despised by them was the real strong man.
We can't let the black dragon fight any more, otherwise, his steel dragon will be killed.
As the saying goes, it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. I'll bear this today, and we have a long way to go.
"Stop! Mr. Zhang Xing, let your dragon stop. Today, I, Zhu En, admit defeat. Don't go too far..."
I thought that Zhang Xing would give him some face as soon as he, the prince, opened his mouth.
As a result, before he could finish his words, Zhang Xing snorted coldly and waved his sleeves: "Get out!"
A magic arrow hit Prince Zhu En's chest like lightning.
Prince Zhu En hadn't reacted yet, and the words he had just spit out were shot back into his stomach.
At the same time, he felt a huge force lifting his body into the air.
Whoosh!
Boom!
In the stunned eyes of everyone else, Prince Zhu En flew out of the courtyard wall like Sandra, fell outside, and screamed.
The whole place was dead silent, and you could hear a pin drop!
This is too fierce, no one thought that Zhang Xing would act so straightforwardly, ruthlessly, and without any hesitation.
Completely ignoring the fact that the other party was the prince of a fourth-class country, this is simply domineering and boundless!
Most of the people present had heard of Zhang Xing's reputation from hearsay, and today they were really enlightened when they saw him. They felt that he was even more fierce than the rumors...a hundred times more fierce.
Pratt and Nabao's parents twitched their lips. This kid is the ancestor of trouble. Why did he hit him without any warning?
He is the prince of a country, a fourth-class country!
It's okay if you hit his dragon or any of his subordinates, but...
Alas! This is over. The hatred is completely formed, and the consequences are unknown...
They looked at Zhang Xing helplessly, with endless worries in their hearts.
At this time, the pupils of the venerable guard in the venue shrank: "Zhang Xing, don't think you can be arrogant just because you have two seventh-level dragons!"
"Two dragons are nothing in my Fus country. The number of dragon armies in my palace is beyond your imagination!"
"You hit His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, which is equivalent to going against our Fus country and challenging the dignity of the imperial royal family. Just wait for the royal family to come and take you back and cut you into pieces!"
Zhang Xing didn't even look at him, but just repeated a few words lightly: "Kill them all!"
After saying that, he took Nabao's little hand and walked towards the dining table calmly. Along the way, everyone present stood up and respectfully gave up their seats.
Zhang Xing just pressed his hands to indicate that everyone should sit down.
He led Nabao to the front and sat down in an empty seat. This is where only old man Pratt can sit.
But no one felt abrupt, and they all thought he should sit there.
During this process, the courtyard outside the banquet hall had been completely cleared.
First, the great master who roared at Zhang Xing and threatened Zhang Xing was grabbed by the collar by Xiaobai and kicked outside the wall.
Then all the remaining guards jumped out of the courtyard very consciously.
They all fell and got bruised and swollen, but they had no choice because there was a black dragon watching them.
The group of people who came in a mighty force all fled with their tails between their legs.