Awakening Of The Berserk System

0A young man with a face full of makeup walked down from the carriage. It was the young master of the Zhuo family, Zhuo Feifan. Zhang Tianhao could tell at a glance that he was a peak Martial Monarch. With his age, it was already considered quite good that he had such strength. However, the look in his eyes made Zhang Tianhao very unhappy.    

    

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, why are there two so beautiful girls?"    

    

Zhuo Feifan sighed.    

    

With Zhuo Feifan, the eldest son of the Zhuo family, he had seen all kinds of beautiful girls before. However, the two beauties in front of him made him exclaim in admiration. It could be said that such a beauty was too rare. Especially the beautiful woman in the long dress, she had a unique temperament.    

    

Only I, Zhuo Feifan, am worthy of such a beauty. As for Zhang Tianhao, who was beside the two beauties, he was naturally automatically blocked by Zhuo Feifan.    

    

"My two beautiful ladies, I am very polite." Zhuo Feifan bowed to Murong Ziqian and Murong Xianer.    

    

Murong Ziqian and Murong Xianer's faces revealed expressions of extreme disgust. Although Zhuo Feifan looked very polite, his eyes made people hate him.    

    

"We don't know you."    

    

Murong Ziqian did not speak, but Murong Xianer said bluntly.    

    

Zhuo Feifan felt a little awkward. As the young master of the Zhuo family, which girl was not easy to deal with? Of course, the two girls in front of him were special. Zhuo Feifan naturally suppressed his emotions and said to the two girls with a smile, "Once we meet, we will be familiar with each other!"    

    

Murong Ziqian said coldly to Zhuo Feifan, "It's a pity that we don't want to be familiar with you."    

    

Zhuo Feifan smiled and said, "Maybe the two misses don't know my identity, right? I am..."    

    

"Isn't he the eldest son of the Zhuo family in the Heavenly Dragon City? We know him." Murong Xianer said first, her expression full of disdain.    

    

Zhuo Feifan felt a little awkward. Since the other party knew his identity, he was actually so disdainful. Wasn't he from the Heavenly Dragon City?    

    

Zhuo Feifan had already made his decision.    

    

"Miss, can you move to my carriage? This carriage is very big, enough to seat a lot of people, and it will save you the time of queuing up..."    

    

Zhuo Feifan was still very patient. Although Murong Ziqian and Murong Xianer looked a little impatient, Zhuo Feifan still kept talking, and he had no intention of leaving.    

    

This made Zhang Tianhao a little dissatisfied. Damn it, this was really endless. Zhang Tianhao felt that he had been looked down upon. Damn it, he was a living person, and the other party didn't even see him standing here. It was simply unreasonable.    

    

"Zhuo Feifan, right? The two misses have already said that they don't want to know you. You can leave now..." Zhang Tianhao stood up and looked at Zhuo Feifan coldly.    

    

"Who are you?"    

    

This was the first time Zhuo Feifan looked at Zhang Tianhao in the eyes. His tone was a little cold.    

    

In Zhuo Feifan's eyes, Zhang Tianhao had long been disregarded. Therefore, his words were filled with disdain.    

    

The warriors who were watching from the side were all trembling in fear. This brat was courting death! He actually dared to speak to Young Master Zhuo like that.    

    

"This person is definitely dead. In the Heavenly Dragon City, there are only a few people who dare to speak to Young Master Zhuo like that. Even if there were, they wouldn't be in this world now …"    

    

"That's right. This brat is a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers!"    

    

"Let's wait and see!"    

    

Of course, Zhang Tianhao naturally didn't know what those onlookers were thinking about him. He just looked indifferent.    

    

"I am the friends of these two young ladies. You can leave now. Go back to where you came from." Zhang Tianhao looked at Zhuo Feifan and said.    

    

"Hahaha …"    

    

Zhuo Feifan suddenly laughed loudly. His laughter was filled with disdain and coldness.    

    

"Brat, do you know who I am?" Zhuo Feifan suppressed his anger.    

    

If it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to maintain a good impression in front of Murong Ziqian and Murong Xianer, this Zhuo Feifan would have already made a move.    

    

"Damn it, you're showing off your family background again. Other than showing off your family background, what else do you have … You are just a clown." Zhang Tianhao said calmly.    

    

"How dare you!"    

    

The old coachman who was originally sitting in the carriage rushed out of the carriage like a ghost and appeared in front of Zhang Tianhao. He looked at him with a pair of sinister eyes.    

    

"I told you that I am young. Now, the old one is taking action?" Zhang Tianhao smiled disdainfully.    

    

"You're courting death!"    

    

The old man was obviously a servant of the Zhuo family. He slapped his palm towards Zhang Tianhao.    

    

This palm carried a terrifying killing intent.    

    

"Half-step Martial God?"    

    

Zhang Tianhao instantly sensed the old man's strength. He should be at the Half-step Martial God Stage. The strength of the Zhuo family was indeed extraordinary. A mere Half-step Martial God was actually the driver of the Zhuo family. It seemed that the Zhuo family was indeed extraordinary.    

    

However, the f * ck! A mere Half-step Martial God actually dared to fight with him. He was simply courting death.    

    

With his hands behind his back, Zhang Tianhao's expression was cold. He had no intention of defending himself. It was as if the other party's palm was not aimed at him, but at someone else.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Just as the old man's palm was about to hit him, Zhang Tianhao snorted coldly. It was this snort that caused the old man to feel as if he had been struck by a heavy blow. He let out a miserable cry and was sent flying backwards.    

    

Zhang Tianhao had shown mercy. Otherwise, if he had added a little more strength, he could have killed the old man.    

    

The old man's face was extremely pale as he crawled up from the ground. He said to Zhuo Feifan, "Young Master, you must not offend this person... He is a Martial God..."    

    

"Martial God?"    

    

Zhuo Feifan looked at Zhang Tianhao in shock. After all, Zhang Tianhao looked so young. He looked a few years older than the other party, but he was only at the peak of the Great Monarch Stage.    

    

However, Zhuo Feifan thought about it. So what if he was a Martial God? The Zhuo family also had a Martial God, and there was more than one.    

    

"Brat, you are very arrogant …"    

    

Zhuo Feifan's face revealed a look of fear. After all, Zhang Tianhao was a Martial God, and the strongest one on their side, Elder Yuan, was obviously not a match for him.    

    

"I'll give you ten breaths of time to get lost …"    

    

Zhang Tianhao's expression was cold.    

    

"Damn it, brat, remember what you said …"    

    

Zhuo Feifan was about to explode with anger. In the entire Heavenly Dragon City, who would dare to speak to him like this? However, this guy in front of him dared to. This was already challenging Zhuo Feifan's bottom line.    

    

Zhuo Feifan stared coldly at Zhang Tianhao, then turned around with the driver, Elder Yuan.    

    

Zhang Tianhao naturally knew that if this guy left like this, there would definitely be a lot of things that would happen later. However, he didn't care.    

    

"Tianhao, if you do this, this Young Master Zhuo will probably get into trouble!" Murong Ziqian looked at Zhang Tianhao and shook her head.