I'm 90 years old and the system tells me it's time to create harem Chapter 36: Then I won’t be polite, this is all your own doi

Everyone around was stunned.

The developnt of the plot was beyond their expectations.

Could it be that Henry was scared silly?

However, Henry was not silly at all, on the contrary, he knew very well in his heart.

If Alexander could really beco the master of their Blizzard Martial Arts Hall, it would definitely have a significant impact on the developnt of the dojo!

Why? Because of the two punches that Alexander had just thrown!

As far as he knew, anyone who could produce a roaring fist wind like that was definitely at a high level of skill!

What does that an?

Such a high-level expert, if really won over, even if he gave his entire group to Alexander, he would be willing!

Because money can be made again, but when they would be able to encounter such an expert like Alexander again, that would be an unknown!

After living for so many years, Henry was clear about this calculation!

How could he miss such an opportunity!

Of course, Alexander naturally saw through Henry’s inner thoughts. Although he beca the master of the Blizzard Martial Arts Hall, it was just an honorary title in na. What Alexander cared more about was the affiliated dia company.

If Henry planned to let him train the disciples of the Blizzard Martial Arts Hall, that was absolutely impossible, unless they were young and beautiful female disciples.

Looking at Henry’s determined gaze on the ground, Alexander took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said,

"You get up first, it’s humiliating to kneel all the ti, we can discuss whatever you want!"

Henry’s eyes lit up, and he said, "Does that an you agree?"

Alexander’s face darkened and said, "Isn’t my agreent enough for you?"

At this remark, Henry imdiately reflexively stood up, his face showing a grinning expression, imdiately returned to his towering and immortal deanor, and it was impossible to see that he had just knelt in front of Alexander.

Alexander was speechless in his heart, he had seen all kinds of threatening instances, but he had never seen soone threatening others by kneeling!

Henry was absolutely an old rascal!

Seeing this scene, everyone around was grinding their teeth.

"Why doesn’t anyone kneel in front of and threaten to inherit their Arts Hall and shares?"

"This is not fair! God, why do you let see this!!"

"I’m so pissed off! I’m so jealous!"

...

Alexander shook his head, turned around and looked at the towering skyscraper, and said:

"I have already wasted a lot of ti here, now I am going to take revenge as the master of the Blizzard Martial Arts Hall. You follow behind and give a proof!"

At these words, Henry’s eyes lit up, and he said, "Of course! Of course!"

He then paused and asked, "But I still don’t know who offended you?"

"My have already investigated. It’s the president of the Psychic Association." Alexander chuckled, "Not only did he send assassins to kill , he even tried to harm my family, so naturally, this ti I’m here to send him to hell."

"Simba? He must be tired of living... How could he dare..." Henry’s eyes widened in shock.

Alexander shrugged, continuing, "Of course, I am a law-abiding citizen. I wouldn’t do sothing like assassination. I will follow due process -- beating him to death fair and square!"

At this, Henry was stunned.

Dominating, cool, so imposing!

Truly worthy of being a hidden peerless master! The aura when speaking is just different from ordinary people!

"Master Alexander," Henry said excitedly, "Do you need any help? I can send people from the martial arts school to assist. My grandson Sam, his strength is also very strong. If there’s an opportunity one day, I’ll introduce you. I believe he would be very excited to et you!"

As Alexander strode towards the skyscraper, he laughed, "No need for help, I’ve already said, I alone am enough. Also, I could et your grandson when there’s a chance, just to see how excited he can be."

In an instant, Henry’s facial expression froze.

What... what...

Just him alone, no need for assistance?

Could it be...

He looked at Alexander’s retreating figure, completely shocked.

What kind of joke is this?

His heartbeat had quickened, but looking at Alexander’s expression, Henry knew that Alexander was definitely not joking!

My God!

This is the kind of deanor a master should have!

Alexander strode towards the entrance of the skyscraper. There were two burly psychics guarding the entrance.

When Alexander and Henry were comparing their martial arts skills earlier, The onlooking crowd blocked their line of sight., so they didn’t know what had happened there.

Seeing Alexander and Henry walking towards them, one of the psychic was startled and looked at Henry, saying:

"Isn’t this the head of the Blizzard Martial Arts Hall? You ca too?"

As the head of the Blizzard Martial Arts Hall, most of the people here know him.

Henry directly said: "Now you are the head of the Blizzard Martial Arts Hall, you can directly go and take revenge now, this is completely in accordance with legal provisions."

The psychic at the door was startled, has Henry drunk today? Why would he say such unreasonable things?

Alexander said: "No, I am now the head of the Blizzard Martial Arts Hall, I can’t be so barbaric, I must notify the other party in advance!"

Alexander turned his head and looked at the two bewildered, saying:"Whose subordinates are you?"

One of the Psychic frowned and said: "I am a disciple of Councilman Simba, who are you?"

Alexander was taken aback, saying: "Simba’s disciple?"

"Exactly!" The Psychic squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "What, any advice?"

Alexander nodded and said: "This is much simpler, you go tell your master, say I have a grudge with him, and I ca today specifically to seek revenge."

Upon hearing this, the two Psychics were first taken aback, then they looked at each other and examined Alexander carefully.

Then they both laughed, and one of them even shed tears of laughter.

"Hahahaha! Did I hear it wrong! Revenge? With just you? Are my ears wrong, or is your brain acting up?"

"Blizzard Martial Arts Hall master, who is this guy, is he really not here for a joke?"

"Councilman Simba has hundreds of disciples, I have never seen anyone so self-righteous, wanting to co to the Psychic Association to seek revenge on him!"

"This is just too funny!"

Foolish!

Hearing their words, Henry was scared to shiver.

You guys really don’t know how terrifying this middle-aged man standing in front of you is. If you get beaten to death, don’t bla for not warning you!

Looking at the two Psychics who were laughing till they cried, Alexander was not in a hurry, he was in a good mood, turned around and looked at the sweaty, hair standing Henry, saying:

"Since these two people are Simba’s disciples, then they must have directly or indirectly participated in the framing of my family, it’s reasonable for to beat them, right?"

Henry subconsciously swallowed, then quickly backed away five steps, saying:

"Yes, this is reasonable, I can testify for you!"

Hearing Alexander’s words, one of the Psychic wiped away the tears from his eyes laughing, then straightened his body, tore open his shirt, revealing his strong chest muscles, saying:

"Co, ignorant bastard, punch here with all your might! I’ll let you have ten rounds!"

Alexander revealed a kind smile, slowly clenched his fist, took his stance, saying:"Do I really have to use all my strength?"

The Psychic laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Yes! Punch here with all your milk-drinking strength! If you can make take a step back, I’ll admit defeat!"

Alexander laughed and said: "Then I won’t be polite, this is all your own doing."

"You talk too much!"

Then, the smile on Alexander’s face disappeared, his eyes suddenly beca sharp.

A wild wind started swirling around him.

But it wasn’t wind, it was energy wrapped around his entire fist.