Chapter 110 is a bit of a nickname

The words of the middle-aged man dressed as the shopkeeper hit everyone's head with a heavy fist. Miss Yilian invited him in person? The guests who came to participate in the opening and cutting of the Kusai weapons party seemed a little distracted. The eyes of Ye Fei and Gabe were also full of complex looks, mixed with envy and jealousy.

Just as Ye Fei didn't know how Yilian knew her name, and the fat man didn't know that the opening of the Kusai Weapons Bank had originally planned to open the ribbon-cutting did not invite so many guests. At first, the invited guests were just some relatives and friends, but I don't know how the news was spread, and the more people who knew The more it came, before the official opening of the weapons store, the gifts received were already full of rooms, and many people came to admire them.

Yilian seems to be prepared for this situation. Those invited guests were invited to the second floor one after another, and those who came uninvited were left on the first floor uniformly. Out of courtesy, Yilian just hurriedly missed a face in front of everyone and never appeared again, but left a shopkeeper to be responsible for the recruitment. Call these guests.

Because Yilian has always acted like this, people may have long been accustomed. Although there are some complaints, after seeing Yilian's beauty, this dissatisfaction also quickly disappeared, especially the temperament of a fairy on her body, which makes people feel embarrassed and can't raise any blasphemy thoughts.

However, what puzzled everyone was that, listening to the shopkeeper's tone, Miss Yilian should not have known these two people before. It seems that the two people who are tall and fat should not be Miss Yilian's relatives and friends. Moreover, they only appeared here when the ribbon-cutting ceremony was nearing. What is the identity?

Ye Fei...Gagabu... Why are these two names so familiar that they seem to have heard of them somewhere? Several seven-level strongmen gathered at the door couldn't help frowning.

The fat man with a long-handled hammer on his shoulder was also stunned. He looked up at the figure who had just disappeared from the window on the third floor. He was in a trance and muttered, "Is it because I'm too handsome and unrestrained? Or did my performance just now make her decide to marry? Oh...she must like the chubby type like me!"

Although he only caught a glimpse of a vague back, Ye Fei never doubted that there is a fatal ** for any man with his touching body alone. Ma Le Gobi, all people are dead, all people are dead...

"Mr. Ye...Mr. Ye..."

A few low calls from the middle-aged shopkeeper pulled back the fat man drooling at the corners of his mouth to reality.

"Hmm?"

"Please come with me..." The middle-aged shopkeeper who stood closest to the fat man muttered these words of the bitch, especially when he saw a trace of white crystal** hanging on the corners of Ye Fei's mouth, which made him goose bumps to the ground, and the fat man's look in front of him made him more straightforward to the obscene word. I have seen shameless people, and I have never seen such shameless people...

"It's him, it's him!" A seven-level warrior in the crowd suddenly shouted and pointed to Ye Fei's nose with a surprised face.

The seven-level martial artist's gaffe instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the lobby on the first floor.

"Hey! What's wrong with you?" A 40- or 50-year-old man standing next to the seventh-level warrior pulled his companion's arm and asked in a low voice.

Unlike other guests, these two seven-level martial artists did not come for Yilian's beauty. For people of their age, the simple appearance is no longer enough to attract their attention. These two martial artists who dare not break through the eighth level are because of Yilian's other identity, Lapor's closed disciples.

Rabol is the most famous foundry in the northern continent. He can get a weapon he forged himself. It is a good choice whether it is used in actual combat or for collection. Unfortunately, this strange old man rarely creates weapons for others. Even if he is a ten-level master, it depends on the old man. The mood.

For these two seven-level martial artists, it is difficult to ask Lapol to build weapons, so they came to Yilian. As a closed disciple of Lapor, if she can't pass the craftsmanship, this old man who has always been extremely demanding forging will not let her become a teacher. Besides, Yilian is only 20 years old now. There are a lot of opportunities to become famous. If she can get a weapon forged by herself before the name of her forging has resounded through the mainland, it will undoubtedly be a very cost-effective investment in the future.

"Ye Fei! He is Ye Fei!" The seven-level warrior in a light gray samurai suit said.

Huh? What's wrong?"

"You are a pig's head! He is Ye Fei, who killed dozens of seven or eight-level masters on the cliff!"

With a buzz, the crowd exploded in an instant, and the people who were still puzzled seemed to have a circle of ripples in an instant as if the calm lake. The whisper gradually turned into a whisper, like a trickle, slowly converging into a river, getting louder and louder.

"It's him, it's him. I just came back from the Thunder Federation some time ago. When I heard about this, there was a lot of rumors everywhere. Nearly 20 strong people died on the cliff, and it seems that there is also a nine-level magician! I've seen their wanted notices everywhere. Yes, it's just the two of them!" A bloated businessman pointed to Ye Fei's back as he had just stepped on the stairs and said.

"I remember. I heard that the people who chased him seem to be the elites of some big family. What's Xi... Xi?" A bald middle-aged man said.

"It's Sisko. Hey, do you know who is the patriarch of the Sisko family?"

"Who?"

"Burda!"

"Burda? Why is this name so familiar? Shit, I remember, isn't that the third congressman of the Thunder Federation? It seems that he is still a martial artist at the peak of level 9?" The bald middle-aged man is a little surprised. As a businessman who travels between the two countries all year round, he is no stranger to this name.

"Yes, the Sisko family is also one of the top ten families in the Thunder Federation. I heard that the battle of breaking the cliff was when these two people fought together against dozens of elites of the Sisko family!"

hiss...

All the people took a deep breath of coldly. The third member of the Federation, the top ten families, the weight of these words can be imagined. Although there are many prominent dignitaries present, compared with the Sissko family, it is an ant standing at the feet of the elephant.

"Are these two against so many masters? Impossible!" Another voice in the crowd.

"What did I lie to you? Now this matter has spread in the thunder federation for a long time!" The bloated businessman who spoke first said.

"What is the strength of these two people?"

"The one named Ye Fei is said to be a six-level warrior, and that Gagabu doesn't know! However, I heard that he is an ancient martial artist!"

Wow......

The crowd exploded again.

"Ancient warrior? Are you kidding? How can it be better than ordinary people?

"Where on earth did these two guys come from? Why have you never heard of it before?

"I don't know..."

"What's really terrible is the guy named Ye Fei, who seems to have a six-level strength. I guess his fighting spirit is strange, otherwise it is impossible to escape from the encirclement of so many masters!"

"It's not necessarily. How old is that fat man? He seems to be in his early twenties. Even if he practices day and night, how strong can he be? How can you have played so many level 7 or 8 masters? If you want me to say, it must be that bald head is weird!"

The warrior who first recognized Ye Fei did not join the discussion, but stood aside blankly, as if he had been in petrified magic.

Just before he left for here, he just got the latest news from an old friend living in the Leiming Federation. The news of the death of the third member of the Leiming Federation, the patriarch of the Sisko family, the ninth-level peak warrior, Burda Sissko, has been confirmed, and the body found at the border between the two countries has passed through it. After careful identification by the family, the identity was finally confirmed.

The seventh-level warrior, who was originally unsatisfactory in the Soviet patriotism, had planned to go to the Thunder Federation to join his friend who worked for the Sisko family. However, never thought that the death of the helm of the Sissko family came just before he had made up his mind.

"Hey, Lu Li, what's wrong with you?" The warrior who came with him also saw the abnormality of this companion. Why did he, who used to love to join in the fun, now look like a mute?

Lu Li licked his dry lips and said hoarsely, "I told an old friend who worked for the Sissoc family in the Thunder Federation that Burda was dead, and died on the way to hunt down these two people!"

Everyone looked at each other in con's face.

A demented face, sperm... Ye Fei, who was on the brain of the worm, couldn't wait to meet Yilian. The discussion of the people in the weapon hall had already been directly filtered out, and Gabb may not care about these for a long time. He still pulled a bitter gourd face and looked bitterly towards everyone. His eyes didn't even look at him, as if he were behind him. Those people are talking about others, just following Ye Fei closely.

The fat man did not know that when he and Gagabu were hiding in the deep mountains and forests all day long, the news of the war on the broken cliff had already been transmitted to the city of Asan Utuo, and even farther away. It was used by countless people as a talk after dinner. This was the most sensation since the launch of the Longteng Empire and the Missiri Empire. According to the news from the northern continent, only in the First World War, more than a dozen level 7 and 8 strong men fell, including a 9-level cursed mage, which was enough for many people to remember these two names.

More than a dozen stairs hovering quickly came to an end, and the middle-aged shopkeeper with a little stubble hanging on his chin gently pushed open a door, bowed respectfully inside, and said softly, "Miss, the two gentlemen have arrived!"