Chapter 961: Is that restaurant owner so cruel?

"boom!"
The red dragon that swiftly swooped in, and was stunned by the seemingly light-looking mage's scepter, but as if he had suffered the power of the scorpion, he suddenly fell down and was slammed into the ground.
The ground was a shock, and there was a big pit one meter deep. The red dragon with a wingspan of tens of meters long twitched twice, and there was no movement.
"Mother!" Jon exclaimed, looking at the incredible mother dragon with his face, his powerful mother, the eight-level dragon, was killed by the old man? !
"Wife!"
Jorson also made a roar, his eyes turned into blood red, and anger made him lose his senses. He opened his mouth and opened his mouth. A flaming magma flame condensed in his throat, and the hot air even changed the surrounding air. It has to be blurred.
"Shut up! If the old man is arrogant, you will die." Julian looked back at Jonson.
"laugh"
The magma fireball condensed in the mouth of Josson was extinguished instantly, and a layer of frost appeared around the huge body. Then it fell straight from the sky, and it fell into the mud deeply, and life and death were unknown.
In a twinkling of an eye, the two eight-level dragons that came to the forefront were buried in the soil, and the situation changed rapidly, so that the onlookers could not turn their minds.
In particular, the two great wizards who underestimated the shots are still arguing about who the character of the little boss is like, and it seems that what happened just has nothing to do with them.
"This is too strong..."
"The Lord of Frost and the God of Fire, sure enough!"
"The legend is legend, your uncle is your uncle!"
The guests gradually became turbulent and exclaimed.
"father!"
Jon looked at the frozen Jonson and was completely sluggish.
The father who was so powerful in his heart was so easily frozen. He didn't even see how the other person shot, just like a fly, and the power made him feel desperate.
Tenth level magician!
A word jumped into his mind.
Looking at the two old men standing at the door of the restaurant, Jon fell into the ice.
"Oh oh! The stinky dragon, my duck leg is finished, now, let's fight!"
Just then, Amy's duck leg bones fell to the side of the trash can, licked his lips, eagerly looking at Jon, and found his mage.
Jon was shocked, as if he heard the devil's call, and even refused to take care of the parents who were still on the ground.
"I sent it to my door, but now I want to run, but it’s too late." Amy said with a smile, a pair of hot wheels were raised at the foot, and the body instantly pulled up. A flash appeared on the top of Jon’s head. The wizard's staff slammed down.
"boom!"
A muffled sound, the dragon with a wingspan of more than 20 meters seems to have fallen from the wings of the bird, falling directly from the sky, crashing into the ground, struggling twice, fainting.
A great, the battle is over.
The three dragons who came to the sorrow to ask for sin before the momentum, have not had time to take the shot, so completely stop the food.
Only a half of the dragons and the Mimi restaurant buried in the soil were left in a mess.
The restaurant is quiet in the doorway, in a chaotic city, this can happen infrequently.
Two eight-level dragons, a five-level dragon is unknown, although this is because the dragons are picking up the door, and the shots are still the top ten magicians of Krassu and Julian, but the gray temple will How to deal with it is still unknown.
"How good is the reason, fighting with two big magicians, isn't it looking for death?" In the restaurant, Shirley looked at the two dragons and grinned.
"Amy is really amazing." Anna squatted at the window, watching Amy's gaze with a bit of worship.
McGonagall shook his shoulders for this unexpected scene, and then coughed and looked at some overwhelmed guests. "The restaurant is open, please come in."
"Yes! Eat!"
The guests suddenly remembered the purpose of queuing here, and they followed the restaurant. Compared with the food, these dragons are not worth the waste of time.
This is a huge movement here, and the people of the Grey Temple will soon arrive.
However, Mage was not required to explain anything. The magician in the team came forward to explain the cause of the incident to his colleagues, and was consistently testified by other guests. The three dragons who went to the door to find trouble were directly towed away.
Soon, the blessed staff arrived and repaired the damaged ground. The tree that was scraped down was righted up, and the door of the Mimi restaurant was restored to its usual appearance. It seems that nothing has happened.
But with such a big movement, how could it not happen when it happened, the news seemed to have wings, and it quickly spread throughout Aden Square.
"Is it heard? Just in the McMee restaurant, there are three eight-level dragons to eat the king's meal, and then they are killed!"
"Really! Eight-level dragons have been killed?! Is that restaurant owner so cruel?"
"You don't look at who is standing behind the people. The frosty Lord Julian and the of fire, Krassu, are shooting at the same time. That scene is simply a massacre!"
"I was afraid of it. I still didn't go there to eat there. I feel that my life is in danger."
"As long as you keep the rules, in fact, Mai boss and small boss are still very good, just remember to pay after eating."
People have talked about it and let this incident come to more people's ears.
Soon everyone in Aden Square knows something about the meal of the Meely restaurant.

Hey? How come to the Mimi restaurant, there are more than a hundred restaurants to eat, it seems that it is not good to eat the same house every day...
Dairik stood at the door of the Mimi restaurant, showing a few points on his face. The tangled color, hesitated for a while, nodded and said to himself: "It should be no problem to eat only a bowl of rice, then try other restaurants." Then walked toward the restaurant.
Half an hour later, Dairik walked out of the restaurant and took a full meal. Some of the sly look back at the signboard of the Mimi restaurant and sighed: "How can I not control my mouth?" Well, I only eat a bowl, I can't help but eat two bowls, and I have a more tofu brain."
"Forget it, go to other restaurants in the evening." Dairik shook his head and turned away.
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"System, do you convert it? Is it a simple arithmetic question, do you have to do it for so long?" At noon, the business hours ended, and McGonagall sat in the high stool behind the counter and asked in his heart.
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