Chapter 31 Who Hit It?

Open the two metal doors, forty minutes ago it was done well, and forty minutes later it went out with bruises all over its body.

Huh, dragging his feet, Mu Fan took a glass of water from the water dispenser and sat on the exercise chair to rest. After finishing his salary, he can go home and have a good sleep. The first contact with mecha today, although it is virtual, but Mu Fan Fan feels that it can't be more real, novelty, excitement, and never forgetting, this is the summary of the day.

"Huh..." The fat man sitting on the sofa suddenly took a breath, and took off his helmet after pressing the release button.

"Why did you go offline first, didn't you say you were waiting to be contacted?" The fat man said with a complaining face. "Lost ah! Ah! No, you can't do it! Are you really playing PO Battle.net for the first time? Come and tell me the story of your NB. Now that round of battle, I will have endless aftertastes."

The fat man got up and poured himself a glass of water, then went across to Mu Fan, and asked excitedly.

There are a lot of things involved, and Mu Fan is a little worried.

So he frowned, sorted out his language, and said, "I happened to meet in that match, and then I went out for a walk, but I was not familiar with it anywhere, I only knew about the training camp, so I went offline after thinking about it, and the training session was in advance."

Only then did the fat man notice that Mu Fan's body was drenched in sweat, and he was in admiration.

Mu Fan thought for a while, and then said: "PO Battle.net is really amazing, but in order to be responsible to you, I think we still need to spare half of our time for actual combat training in the future. You attack, I defend."

The fat man let out a sound.

"Didi, Tianxun called in, caller: Uncle Wu." Tianxun on the side suddenly flashed.

"Uncle Wu called me, well, let's stop here for today, I should go out to eat, see you in the afternoon!!! Training in the afternoon, I'll go to Mu Fan first!" The fat man saw that the time was coming, it was time for lunch! ! How wonderful! ! Immediately, his eyes widened and he hurriedly said to Mu Fan, picked up his clothes and ran away.

It's almost time for dinner, Mu Fan narrowed his eyes, and immediately ignored the fat man who slipped away when he heard this sentence.

Eat positively! Mu Fan acted when he thought about it, immediately changed his shoes and went downstairs, he was so hungry, it was time to eat.

When Mu Fan walked out of the floating ladder, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the hall was not quite right.

There are also quite a few students in the hall today. In the ordinary teaching area, the coaches are hard at work performing fighting demonstrations. This hasn't changed much. But looking at the area where I practiced yesterday, that is, the No. 5 training ground where the trainers often gather, there are still many people there, but there is no eagerness for dinner on their faces, and they seem absent-minded.

something?

Mu Fan pondered in his heart, without any expression on his face, and walked over.

"Oh, our business is really..."

"Who said no, I've seen it a lot, but I didn't expect him to collapse this time."

"He is an old man in the martial arts school, so he shouldn't be so heartless."

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Along the way, Mu Fan's keen hearing heard whispers from time to time.

It seems that something really happened in the martial arts school, but I don't know who it is? It should be an acquaintance, otherwise everyone would not be like this.

"Big eater!"

Mu Fan also became famous yesterday, but he was in the food industry, but the nickname came out today. He heard it but didn't realize that it was him.

On deaf ears.

"The big stomach king is here, I don't know what he will think when he hears the news, after all, it has something to do with it." Mu Fan's ears perked up suddenly, the big stomach king they said was him? Why did things have something to do with me.

"Look at his back!"

"Is this a weapon used by a customer? How did it get drawn like this, God!"

After Mu Fan passed by these people, someone suddenly noticed Mu Fan's back with sharp eyes.

In the gravity room just now, Mu Fan was sweating profusely, and was already tightly attached to his body. The rubber bullets in the gravity training room at level 40 almost hit Mu Fan’s back in the last attack. It looked bloodstained. The back of the suit was nearly smashed.

Mu Fan continued to walk, his face was dull, his tall and straight body did not shake at all, and his steps were firm and powerful.

The rest of the people saw more and more that this kid was beaten up like this just two days after he arrived.

"It's a pity, Mankun and this kid are unlucky together, but Mankun is even worse. Alas, I don't know if the martial arts school will want him."

Mu Fan's figure froze suddenly, his eyes froze, and he turned his head.

"Who else do you think?" Rulang stared at the person who spoke just now.

"What attitude? Did I say it? I didn't say it." The man was very upset with Mu Fan's tone of voice at this time. There are a few good-tempered people in the martial arts hall, and a new kid is bluffing.

"Who else do you think?" Mu Fan ignored his words and walked over.

"Why are you talking to seniors!" The man was extremely upset. Is this the proper attitude towards seniors in the martial arts hall? Mankun is so proud that he can't protect you. This is a martial arts veteran who has been working for more than three months. He pays special attention to protecting himself when sparring. A lot of people actually used this kind of tone, and the people next to them were all laughing at themselves, their faces were really hot.

Mu Fan didn't speak, and walked straight over with cold eyes.

"I have been beaten like this, and I still have the heart to care about others, what a joke." The man was chattering and laughing at this seemingly beaten up newcomer as a sparring partner, showing his presence with his partner.

"You...uh! Uh!!~ Uh, let go, let go!" The man didn't expect Mu Fan to come straight up, and without a word of nonsense, he grabbed his collar like a cock with its throat stuck, He kept screaming, and his face was flushed!

He put his hand on it subconsciously and exerted force, trying to break this nasty kid's hand away.

But when his hands grasped Mu Fan's wrists, he realized that the arms of the thin-looking boy turned out to be like fine steel! I can't feel the sunken muscles at all when I pinch it. The clear and streamlined muscle lines in front of the arms are like copper cast iron under each piece!

"Let me ask you, who else is there?" Mu Fan raised his right arm clutching his collar, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" Mu Fan lifted this person up and hung him in the air.

Stretch your arms straight! !

The body remains motionless! !

The face of the person in the hand was flushed red, and he made a ho-ho sound, allowing him to hit his arm without letting go.

This is a sparring partner with a physique of level 8, and it is like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered in his hands.

The people around were stunned. This newcomer, who had always looked like a rabbit, thought he was a herbivore with a large appetite, but now he looked like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus rex! Lift this person up in such a violent way in front of many colleagues and practitioners.

"Answer me!" Mu Fan's eyes were fierce and sharp, and he did not see the previous kindness at all.

The fist in his hand gradually tightened, and the eyes of the man who was strangled were almost turning white.

"I... say.. I say.." came a struggling voice.

"Bang..." Mu Fan threw him down, looking indifferently at the coughing man on the ground.

The bloodstains on the back penetrated the training clothes, making a mess!

But no one present dared to laugh, no one spoke anymore, the scene fell silent, and all the focus was on the training partner Mu Fan was looking down on.

"And... and Man Kun." The man answered immediately after he recovered his breath, afraid that Mu Fan would bring him up again if he was dissatisfied. This martial arts gym can't stay any longer, it's time to change the location, it's too embarrassing.

"What's wrong with him?" Mu Fan stared at the person in front of him like a wolf. Man Kun, the first person to receive him in the martial arts gym, only two days, but he can distinguish who is good from who is bad.

"I was beaten, I was disabled, one leg was broken, and I was sent out for treatment just now." The people around also showed their faces. Kun didn't care about the seriousness of his strikes, and he was crippled after a few moves. Now the martial arts hall has sent people to send Man Kun out for treatment.

"Who hit it?" Mu Fan's eyes became calm and indifferent, and his right fist creaked suddenly.

The person sitting on the ground trembled.

"Wen, Master Wen."

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