Seeing that Zhuang Buyuan was not moved, Bo Yan screamed: "Give it all to you! Give it all to you this stone walker, give it everything you want! Give it all to you! Help!"

Now, where does Boruto still have the domineering appearance of "you retreat" just now?

No matter how domineering a playboy is, when he encounters life and death, he will cry like a child who has suffered grievances.

Zhuang Buyuan doesn’t care. If Boru is dead now, Zhuang Buyuan can still gather his heart as the owner of the manor and directly occupy Boruru’s manor to save people? It’s unnecessary.

But Bujing no longer planned to wait any longer.

Seeing that Jing had already swung his knife and rushed out, Zhuang Buyuan curled his lips: "Is it worth it for such a person?"

If Zhuang Buyuan learned something about his previous experience, it is that some people are not worth saving.

Not worth it at all.

"I'm not trying to save him, I'm doing... the owners of the manor." Bu Qing said.

When his voice fell, the man had already gone far.

Zhuang Buyuan sighed.

If it were when he was in school, Bujing's approach would probably be called "serving the corrupt class and not seeing the reactionary forces that clearly develop historically."

Are the owners worth saving?

It is undoubtedly not worth it. The owner of the manor is making and continuing to create all kinds of tragedies.

But the factory owners are not worthy of support either.

None of these two is better than each other.

In this world, no one seems to be better than anyone else, it is just a dispute over interests.

But after all, some people are worthy of respect.

Seeing that Jing had been trying hard to entangle one of the factories, Zhuang Buyuan sighed.

"Go." Zhuang not far away patted Pipixia's butt. Pipixia whined, jumped up, and ran out with his brothers. Eight big black dogs were running wildly in the air, running, and their figures gradually lengthened and turned into a black mist, and then disappeared into the air as if they were scattered.

They have returned to the shadow space.

At that moment, Bu Jing felt his hair stand up. He couldn't see these eight time giant insects, but he could feel that some extremely powerful force was surging in the darkness.

The power was like a tide, like an angry wave, like a surging dark tide under the sea.

Their power crossed the blanches and flew to the four factories in the distance.

The next second, Buliang opened his eyes wide.

He saw that the power of time, like an octopus, climbed up the shells of those factories from nothingness.

Its movements were rapid and slow, as if all its members had become old and could no longer control the entire factory.

Then mottled and decayed make factories slowly fall apart.

What kind of power is this!

"Brother Zhuang, is this... the so-called power to make an appointment next time?"

Seeing the enemy decay instantly, Boqi laughed and said, "Let you know the consequences of invading my manor. How can you invade my manor by a villain?"

Next to him, his servants, who had just escaped from death, were almost scared, but now they cheered for him in unison.

Under the praise of the servants, he returned to his previous sensational appearance, and even planned to reach out and pat Zhuang's shoulder not far away.

"Well done, wait for my uncle to report to you, and I will reward you very much! Hahahaha, good job!"

But Zhuang Buyuan grabbed his wrist.

"You..." Boru's face changed: "Don't think that you have made contributions, you can be arrogant because of your favor..."

There is probably only one idea in Boruto's huge head.

I am Bo Guan, and I am Lord Bo Zhuan's nephew. I can do whatever I want, and I can show off as much as I want.

Zhuang Buyuan smiled slightly and said, "Of course I know you are Bo Zhuan's nephew... After all, you are a little useful to this identity."

Zhuang Buyuan held his right hand and suddenly a silver light lit up.

The silver light penetrated into Boqian's body, spreading his whole body, and then came out of his chest, wrapping up his heart as the owner of the manor.

Bo Yan's heart of the manor owner looked like a colorful stone, which was wrapped in silver light and gradually spread into a colorful light.

"You...what are you doing!" Bo Yan wanted to scream, but Zhuang Buyuan covered his mouth.

His eyes lit up, and his whole body was shining with silver light.

The huge power from the Almighty Manor is forcibly competing with Boruto for control of the owner of Wanxing Manor.

Bo Qian was still fighting desperately. As the owner of the manor galaxy, he can be said to be the strongest existence that the manor not far has seized.

But Boruto's weakness and arrogance can be said to be his biggest weakness. Facing his tough enemy, he irresistiblely surrendered.

"Give me your life, spare me your life, take whatever you want. I am Lord Bo Zhuan's nephew. Please don't kill me."

"I will take what I want myself." Zhuang not far away.

In the battle, he finally gained the upper hand.

The colorful stone turned into silver streamers and fell into his body, quietly appearing on the interface of his subordinate manor.

At that moment, all the servants of Wanxing Manor felt something and suddenly looked in the direction not far away from the village.

Beside Zhuang not far away, the silver light had already enveloped him and Bo Qian, and the people outside could not see anything.

Bo Yan's eyes widened desperately, and he looked at Zhuang not far away in horror.

It was the first time he had seen someone who could use violence to seize the hearts of other people's manor owners.

He wanted to ask who Zhuang Buyuan was.

Could it be that Zhuang Buyuan is a spy from the factory owner?

However, if the factory owner has the way to violently seize the owner's heart, why bother to fight to the death?

"Yes, I took away your manor's heart, but... I can give you some, do you want?"

Want it?

Nowadays, Boruto has nothing.

Falling from the clouds.

He wants, he wants everything.

Zhuang Buyuan smiled and took out a card and said to Boruto: "Give it."

Boruto held the card blankly.

Then I heard Zhuang Buyuan say, "Erase it."

Under the silver light, no one could see everything inside. The servants of Wanxing Manor were a little lost in an instant.

"What happened just now? Who are we looking at? Who is our manor owner? Why can't I remember it?"

The next second, the lost memory came back, and they saw Zhuang Buyuan smiling and hugging Bo Yan's shoulders, like a good friend of many years.

Zhuang Buyuan whispered something, and the two of them laughed together, without any barriers.

"Zhuang...Brother Zhuang?" Buliang had already returned. He looked at Zhuang Buyuan and Bo Yan in a daze at a sudden relationship with him, feeling that his new friend was really complicated and fickle.
Chapter completed!