I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

ding ding dong.

Those gold coins hit Morton first, and then fell to the ground one by one.

Morton's face changed.

The expressions of the nearby Intis people were also not very good.

Sifa smiled and said, "Isn't it enough?"

"What about £100?"

He took out a bag made of black velvet cloth and poured out the gold coins inside.

Crash.

Gold coins piled up on the bar to form a small, pocket-sized gold mountain.

Under the lights, the golden light made many people's eyes go straight.

Morton gasped, like a volcano about to erupt at any moment.

Shirley quickly took Xifa's arm and said, "Mr. William, I know that another bar is also very interesting. Let's continue talking in another place."

Cefa did not object, but still glanced at Morton, then his eyes swept back and forth on Shirley's chest, and finally shrugged his shoulders and gave Morton a mocking smile.

Although he didn't say anything, a few simple actions completely detonated Morton's anger.

The man who had just returned from the battlefield roared, pushed Shirley away, grabbed Sifah's shoulders with both hands, and said through gritted teeth, "Maybe I should throw you out of here!"

Sifa was unmoved: "If you don't want to get hurt, you'd better let me go."

"Go to hell, Loen people." Morton was about to throw Sifa out of the bar.

Sudden.

Everyone could see that a few waves of fire spread out in Morton's arms.

With a bang, Morton's rather tall body flew out, knocked over several tables, and fell to the ground.

There were flames jumping on his chest, and his formal clothes and shirts were blackened and burned.

People looked at Sifa again, and a fist-sized orange fireball floated in his hand.

Xifa smiled and said, "Look, I persuaded you."

"Extraordinary."

A man shouted: "He is a Beyonder!"

Stimulated, he took out a revolver from the gun pocket under his arm and pointed it at Sifa.

Xifa immediately threw a fireball at him. This powerful fireball exploded on the opponent's wrist. The scorching fire caused the man to exclaim and throw the revolver.

Some of the other men hid behind desks, others pulled out their revolvers to shoot.

Sifa threw the fireballs one after another, causing the fire to flicker in the bar and exclaiming constantly.

Outside the bar, two thugs looked at the window suspiciously, and then the heavy black wooden door was pushed open, and the cursed men and screaming ladies rushed out in a panic.

The two thugs didn't dare to go in. They waited until there were no more explosions and fires in the bar, and then they went in nervously.

Saw the bar in a mess.

Several revolvers fell on the ground, several men shrunk in the corner, and the pillars, tables and chairs on the wall showed signs of cracking and burning.

In this chaos, only Sifa stood there.

He tidied up his clothes, turned around, pushed the pile of gold coins forward, and smiled at the bartender who was squatting on the ground with his head up, "Sorry, this is compensation for breaking your things."

Finally, he took Shirley's hand and kissed her gently on the back of her hand.

Xifa smiled and said: "It seems that tonight's date has been ruined. I hope next time I have a chance, see you, beautiful Miss Shirley."

Released his hand, Xifa walked out of the bar calmly.

Not long after, the police arrived and began to collect evidence from the people at the scene.

When asked about Morton, the gentleman said: "That's a lunatic. That Loen man is a dangerous man. He can make fireballs. I heard that this is a Beyonder. Mr. Police, you should arrest this man as soon as possible."

When asked about Shirley, the lady said with blurry eyes: "This is the most romantic, graceful, and powerful man I have ever met, and the most ideal marriage partner. Mr. Police, if you find him, you can Let me know?"

Several police officers were suddenly embarrassed.

the next few days.

Sifa's figure kept appearing in the bars of Trier.

Every time there will be a lot of movement, and it will show extraordinary power.

When even Sharon didn't quite understand his way of making trouble, Sifah explained.

"This is to attract the attention of the Iron Cross."

"That organization believes that transcendence should not be covered up, and that mysticism should be shown in the eyes of ordinary people."

"So, when an 'arsonist' is happy to show extraordinary power to ordinary people, he will also enter the sight of the 'Iron Cross Society'."

"And when this 'arsonist' is very rich, he will be valued."

Although there was no expression on Sharon's delicate doll-like face, her eyes changed slightly, conveying the meaning of 'so it is'.

blink of an eye.

Sifa has been in Trier for a week.

this evening.

He came to the 'Truck Club', a club for the middle class and the aristocracy.

Thanks to Sifa's generous shot, he was able to join this club under the introduction of a gentleman.

The gentleman named 'James' also invited him to a poker game in the evening.

Sifa roughly guessed that the gentleman would probably join the others in the poker game and win all his money.

Moreover, under such ostentatious circumstances, he dared to set up a situation, and the other party probably invited one or two Beyonders to the town.

Entering the 'Truck Club' and came to a splendid hall, Xifa saw a middle-aged man in a formal suit walking over with a glass of red wine.

The man with a generally long face and sparse hair is the introducer of Sifa, James Robert.

"Good evening, Mr. William."

James stretched out his right hand earnestly.

"Good evening." Sifa shook hands with the opponent, and then asked, "When will the game start?"

James smiled and said, "Don't worry, at least 10 minutes away."

"Also, it's not an easy game, you need to have enough chips to get in."

While speaking, footsteps sounded, and a middle-aged man with obvious fat on his waist came over, said hello to James, and then glanced at Xifa.

"James, is that what you said, the young gentleman?"

"Yes~www.NovelMTL.com~ Mr. Paul." James warmly introduced Sifa, "This is Mr. William, he is the youngest rich man I know."

The man called Paul snorted: "Whoever he is, if he wants to participate in the poker game tonight, he must have at least a thousand pounds in cash."

He looked at Xifa: "I doubt whether this gentleman can get the tickets."

It's normal for him to say that.

After all, Xifa is only a single person, and he doesn't seem to be carrying a lot of money.

Sifa smiled and took out a cashier's check: "I'm not used to carrying so much cash with me."

Paul glanced at the cashier's check, and was attracted by the picture above. It was the largest and most reliable bank in Trierley.

'Gustav Bank' logo!

Not just anyone can deposit money in this bank.

Because, the minimum deposit amount at Gustav Bank is 1000 pounds!