While these practitioners from Gaul were looking at Qin Yang and others, Qin Yang was also looking at them.

The leading old man looked very old, and looked quite old, as if he was about to fall down at any time and a gust of wind would blow away. But when he looked at Qin Yang, a sharp breath came to his face, as if it made people feel that the person standing in front of him was not an old man, but a ferocious beast!

The white-haired old man's eyes were originally casual, but when he passed by Qin Yang, he suddenly stopped. His eyes seemed a little surprised, but quickly turned into coldness.

Qin Yang saw the change in the eyes of the white-haired old man. He did not know the other person, so he naturally didn't know why the other person's attitude changed so suddenly. Well, it was like a passerby turning into an enemy.

Qin Yang smiled at the old man with white hair, but his smile did not return to the other party's friendly reply. The old man with white hair said coldly: "Qin Yang?"

Did the other party know him?

Qin Yang was not too surprised. After all, he is already world-famous now, especially if people in the cultivation circle recognize him, it is not a strange thing.

"I am Qin Yang, who is senior?"

Although the other party's attitude was not very good, the other party's hair was almost white. Judging from his age, his power was probably the supreme strongman sent by the Gallic Kingdom. Qin Yang still regarded himself as a junior and spoke inquiries.

The old man with white hair snorted coldly and said, "I am Magyar Louis."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Hello, Senior Mazar."

Magyar sneered: "Is Lucien okay?"

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses. Perhaps Mazar had a bit of hostility in his cold attitude towards him because of Lucien?

"Lucion is currently in China, and he is very happy to live. Senior, do you know Lucien? Uh, or are you friends?"

Magyar stared at Qin Yang coldly: "Boy, you used despicable means to turn Lucien, a supreme strong man, into a fool you are the only one who is from, and turn a proud person like Lucien into your servant. Are you too cruel?"

The smile on Qin Yang's face restrained, and the humility in his eyes disappeared: "Mr. Mazar, are you defending Lucien?"

"Nonsense! Lucien is my friend, boy, but you made him like this. What should you do if you say this?"

Qin Yang blinked: "What should I do? Is he your friend? Well, he beat and killed me at the beginning. If I hadn't had some skills and finally turned him into a fool, I'm afraid my body would have rotted into soil now. I was originally a doctor and kindly went to help him treat his illness, but he wanted to kill me. Do you think you should compensate me? As his friend, should you help him pay some?"

The faces of the three men behind Mazar suddenly changed. One man stepped forward and shouted angrily: "Qin Yang, be careful when speaking! Do you know who you are talking to?"

Qin Yang glanced at Mazar with a slanted eyes and said coldly: "He is only allowed to kill me, not me to resist? What is the reason for this? Why? I think you are the supreme strong man. I am not as strong as you, so I feel that I can speak loudly in front of me and scold me? OK, why don't you tell me what your origin is, and I will let Lucien get close to your family?"

Mazar's face changed, but he didn't rush to say anything. Instead, he waved his hand to stop the middle-aged man next to him who scolded Qin Yang, staring at Qin Yang with cold eyes: "Let's make a deal."

Qin Yang's voice slowed down and he said lightly: "What deal?"

Magyar said calmly: "You let Lucien go, I can give you whatever you want."

Qin Yang was not angry or angry, but replied calmly: "Since you said you are Lucien's friend, I will explain it to you once. Lucien's IQ is only as high as a three-year-old child. Moreover, because of the conflict between the two personalities, his mind was completely broken and irreparable. In addition to the hypnosis I had at that time, the effect caused was irreversible..."

"He is following me now, eating well, living well, having fun all day long. Viron and Bruce of the Koeman family can testify to this point. After all, Lucien is the ancestor of the Koeman family. I do use his strength, but as a make-up for him to kill me, I don't think there is anything wrong with this or anything unfair!"

"Yes, if you leave me, as long as someone takes good care of him, you can cultivate feelings and make him feel a sense of identity, but why should I let him leave me? I will not let go of a servant of the Supreme Powerful Man, but I can promise you that I will take good care of him and make him live a happy life."

Mazar said in a deep voice: "He is a supreme powerhouse, he is Lucien, he has his pride, he should not be your servant!"

Qin Yang grinned and said, "Pride? That was before, now he didn't need it, nor did he have any pride. Do you expect a person with three-year-old IQ to understand what the pride of the supreme strong man is? Does he really need this thing? All he wants is to be happy, and I can give him this, so we get along very happily!"

Mazar frowned and said, "How do you want to let go?"

Seeing that Mazar was still unwilling to let go, Qin Yang said cleanly and directly: "No talk! There is no need to discuss!"

The cold momentum of Mazar's body became stronger and stronger. Jiang Helu and Huang Bo and others standing beside Qin Yang suddenly felt an invisible momentum coming over like a mountain, making them feel breathless.

Qin Yang also felt this momentum, but he didn't seem to be affected too much. He smiled faintly: "Mr. Mazar, are you planning to attack us young people as a supreme power?"

Before Mazar could speak, a sharp energy flew out of the tent directly, like a flying needle emitting light thrust towards Mazar.

Magyar's expression changed and he punched him out.

The flying needle was instantly hit by this punch and turned into countless scattered energy, dissipating in the air, but Mazar's body also shook violently toward the rear.

Jiang Kunlun walked out of the tent with a cold face and stared at Mazar coldly.

Huang Yue stood next to Jiang Kunlun, his face was not cold, but his eyes were as sharp as a needle, making people feel like they were on their backs.

Mazar, Jiang Kunlun and Huang Yue looked at each other, and the air around seemed to have suddenly become solidified, while the tents and flags around him were windless, making noises.

After a few seconds of confrontation, Mazar suddenly snorted coldly, withdrew his gaze, glared at Qin Yang coldly, and turned around and walked outward.
Chapter completed!