Chapter 438 It's Your Turn (Congratulations to Leader Tadashi)

(Slowly pay off the debt, and add more to the first chapter of the lord "Tadashi"! The previous repetition of this chapter has been revised, and the 4700-word two-in-one chapter is here!)

The fat man was beaten for nearly 10 minutes without saying a word, and the blood on his face had left long marks on the floor.

Fatty, who had never suffered any injuries since childhood, showed amazing endurance at this moment.

He was just wondering if William could contact Mu Fan.

If I don't come back after half an hour, I'm afraid I really can't bear it...

Maybe twenty minutes?

Fatty's consciousness has become somewhat blurred.

The man named Fengxin might have grown impatient with the wait, so he whispered, "Get out of the way."

He stared violently at the fat man whose breath had begun to become disordered on the ground, squatted down, raised his palms high, and then slapped him down violently.

Snapped!

The fat man was slapped and turned over.

Now Harry's face was completely unrecognizable, it was swollen like a steamed bun.

The fat man lying on the floor tried his best to open a small gap, looking at the man looking down at him, the opening of the thin gossamer.

A group of people saw it and hurried over.

"You...mom... exploded."

"Grass!"

Feng Xin raised his right hand again, and was about to slam it down in the next second.

Boom!

At this time, there was a loud noise outside the coffee shop.

When the five people looked out, a pot of huge green plants weighing hundreds of kilograms of soil broke through the glass with a whistling momentum, and slammed hard at the flat-headed youth named Feng Xin.

Um?

Feng Xin quickly withdrew the hand that was about to slap the fat man's face, and kicked back and forth from the spot.

The huge flowerpot and the soil burst instantly, and the green plant weighing more than 100 kilograms was also kicked to the wooden platform beside it, making a heavy and dull sound.

Who! !

Together with the man in sunglasses in front of the bar, the five of them looked out at the same time.

Mu Fan withdrew his kicked right leg, looked at the people in the room with indifferent eyes, and said lightly: "Block all communications here."

"My lord likes to do this kind of thing the most." Hei Yin laughed.

After finishing speaking, Mu Fan took a step forward, stepped forward again, and kicked forward with his left leg straight forward with berserk strength.

boom!

With a loud noise, the tightly closed wooden door seemed to be stomped heavily by an ancient mammoth, and the heavy door panel was kicked away. Against the light outside the room, a figure in a blue-gray training suit stepped inside.

This pair of cold and indifferent eyes looked at the ground, words like a biting cold wind squeezed out word by word from between the teeth.

"I...see you...who dares...to move him."

The shoulders slowly rose and fell, the young man's head was slightly lowered, and the broken hair covered his raised eyes.

His left hand was hanging by his side, while his right hand was raised, and he slowly stretched out an index finger to point at the fat man... the crew-cut man beside him.

The people over there were taken aback.

"Hahahaha, is this a helper whose hair hasn't grown yet?"

"You dare to mess with us!"

"Do you know who we are?"

The five of them looked at each other as if they had heard a big joke, their eyebrows raised inadvertently.

Mu Fan happened to catch this tiny movement, which couldn't be more subtle, and the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Are you this little fat guy's friend? That's fine. If this green hat is buckled, will our boss still be a fool? One price, 500,000 star coins for breaking his legs, and you can take him back to pick him up." Good. Of course, this is just the previous condition, but we count yours separately..." Feng Xin looked at Mu Fan fiercely, with an inexplicable dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

"laugh."

A chuckle without any extra emotion came from Mu Fan's nasal cavity.

Then, following a few words in a low tone but with an astonishing momentum, Mu Fan stepped forward step by step.

"First, I don't talk about conditions."

"Second, I will take the person away."

"Third, you stay."

The man in the sunglasses next to him was already upset at seeing Mu Fan, and directly relied on the explosion of level 15 strength, the instantaneous explosion in his hand exceeded 2350KG, and the baseball bat almost pressed the air together.

"Ah!" The two female shop assistants who looked up couldn't help screaming.

And the corners of the mouths of the four people, including Feng Xin, outlined an arc at the same time.

With this stick, the arm is rotten, waiting to soak in the biological cabin, but whether the bones can return to the way they were before is not something they worry about.

Ha ha……

Mu Fan didn't even look back at his head.

He raised his left hand, and the next moment, he suddenly appeared on the trajectory of the baseball bat.

The smiles of several people froze on their faces.

With a muffled bang, the baseball bat fell hard on the jaw of Mu Fan's left hand.

But there was no miserable cry as imagined, no sound of bones breaking, nothing.

There was only the motionless arm, and the gradually turning head.

Mu Fan glanced at the man in the sunglasses who couldn't see his eyes indifferently, and suddenly clasped his left hand.

At this time, the man in sunglasses who woke up from a dream hurriedly wanted to pull out the baseball bat, but found that the left hand of the boy opposite seemed to be the arm of a mech, no matter how hard he exerted, he couldn't pull it out.

Muscles under the long sleeves of the training clothes were all bulging, and Mu Fan pulled back violently.

Caught off guard, the man in sunglasses who was holding a baseball bat with all his strength was dragged directly to Mu Fan's side.

The distance of 75 centimeters passed in a flash, and Mu Fan's five fingers clasped the opponent's right wrist like mechanical claws.

With a grim smile, his left arm suddenly raised, drew an exaggerated arc, and slammed heavily to the right.

The man in the sunglasses was directly thrown into the air by Mu Fan under this huge force that he couldn't break free, and then fell down with a bang.

With a bang, the man in the sunglasses passed out without even uttering a scream. At least five bones could be heard cracking just now.

"Grass!"

Feng Xin didn't move, and the remaining three youths took out sticks from the back of their waists and rushed over from three angles.

The members of the fighting club of Dingchuan College were actually beaten.

The dignified third-year old student in the fighting department of Dingchuan Academy was beaten by a boy with no hair yet.

The smash just now seemed like the beginning of a war signal to these people.

But for Mu Fan...

He is still walking forward step by step.

Twisting his neck slightly, he looked at the first person rushing over, held the stick in mid-air with his left hand at a faster speed than the opponent, and then twitched it lightly, with incomparable The tyrannical breath was drawn directly on the back.

There was a sound of cloth bursting, and the three layers of clothes on the opposite side had a huge oblique opening, and a horrible bloodstain appeared behind.

The man flew miserably and hit the glass wall.

The second person, Mu Fan kicked violently.

The stick that hit his calf actually bent directly under the violent leg wind, and Mu Fan's right leg swept across the opponent's lower abdomen, and the man flew backward at a faster speed than when he came, hitting On the inner wall, it fell to the ground with a bang.

At this moment, the third person had already rushed in front of him, and Mu Fan only gave him one look with emotionless eyes, then stretched out his left hand like lightning and pressed on the other person's face.

drink!

Before the stick could reach his shoulder, Mu Fan slammed the man down on the ground.

His face was firmly stuck to the floor under Mu Fan's ghostly force, a few bloodshot teeth fell out, his eyes turned white and he passed out.

After finishing all this within three seconds, Mu Fan looked at the short-haired young man in a leisurely manner.

Now only him, Feng Xin, and the fat man on the ground were left in the field.

"Next, it's your turn." Mu Fan seemed to be just stating a fact.

"Heh." Feng Xin sneered, a cold light flashed in his arms, and a rapidly spinning dagger appeared in his hand.

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(Second more)

The dagger in his hand was flying, and there was almost no sound of wind.

This is his new confidence.

B+ level equipment fighting technique - shadow killing.

With a level 17 physique, he is in the middle of the fighting system, but with this dagger, if he really goes all out, he will be dead or alive.

Mu Fan's figure stopped, and he looked coldly at the afterimage of the dagger that was changing in front of him.

Different from the air speed cut that I saw in the hands of star robbers on Lorga, this dagger uses the thumb to change direction at every turning point, which is very easy to give the opponent the illusion of attack.

Looking at the blade that shone with cold light, Mu Fan had no doubts about what would happen if the blade cut his body.

However, the biggest flaw of this trick lies in the user.

because……

He is too slow!

Feng Xin wanted to see any uneasiness on Mu Fan's face, but he didn't expect Mu Fan to have no reaction at all.

This made him extremely ashamed, and he kicked heavily at the fat man lying on the ground.

He couldn't believe that this couldn't irritate the other party!

Sure enough, when that foot was just lifted, Mu Fan's eyes narrowed, and his feet stomped on the ground, turning into an afterimage and rushing forward.

Shadow Killer Three Flower Shadows!

Three silver lights flickered.

Instantly blocked Mu Fan's attack route.

But Mu Fan was short, and when he emerged again, he stepped across the blocked space and appeared only 30 centimeters away from his face.

This made Feng Xin instantly terrified, and quickly wanted to backhand stab.

But Mu Fan climbed up to his right hand with a trembling arm, and then twisted it hard.

Ultra-short distance - positive ion direct hit!

Feng Xin felt a strange twisting force in his right arm, which made his muscles lose the ability to resist almost instantly. When his wrist softened, the dagger fell to the ground with a ding-dong.

Mu Fan's palm quickly touched the back of Feng Xin's neck, and then he hooked his hand and pulled it towards him fiercely.

Cervical physiotherapy!

With this incomparably vulgar name, every attack is incomparably tyrannical.

The index finger, middle finger, and ring finger rested on Fengxin's cervical joints, and the moment they were pressed with a level 21 force, the young man with a flat head lost his ability to resist.

Mu Fan's head received half of the strength, and then he hit the head hammer.

Boom!

I just felt like I was hit hard by an armored vehicle.

The whole person spun and hit the wooden frame behind, and then sat on the ground.

His mind was buzzing, and Mu Fan's figure in his vision was blurred. He finally felt Harry's unconsciousness.

Mu Fan put his hands on his knees, leaned over and squatted down, looked at him quietly, and then slapped him.

Snapped!

A thrill.

Feng Xin regained some clarity in his mind.

The kid in front of him was like a devil, trying to struggle to get up.

But Mu Fan's hand on his shoulder made him unable to move.

"If I had put in more effort just now, your cervical spine would have been broken." Mu Fan said flatly.

"I'm from the Dingchuan Fighting Department, you absolutely dare not do anything to me!!" Feng Xin said with a stern voice, he knew Mu Fan, and Mu Fan was Harry's close friend, and he even knew that Mu Fan was outstanding in strength.

But as Mu Fan's enemy, he realized that all the plans he had made before could only exist in fantasies.

"Why did you shoot Harry?"

Mu Fan gave it away with one hand.

"Ah!" Feng Xin's head was directly embedded in the wooden frame, and the broken wood forced him not to move.

After finishing, Mu Fan slowly helped the fat man over there.

The fat man with swollen eyes, his face could already open a grocery store, and his face was bruised and purple.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, bah!" Spit out a mouthful of blood, the fat man wiped his mouth, and tried to smile at Mu Fan, "I didn't know she had a boyfriend."

"Um?"

"Her name is Jin Ling. We met the day before yesterday. She is a second-year medical student. Today I made an appointment to have coffee, but I didn't expect to be beaten before I could sit still."

The fat man gestured to the girl who was crouching down with her head in the corner of a dozen meters away. She couldn't see her face clearly, but her shivering appearance and her pure white short skirt looked quite pure.

Their conversations are not loud, and they don't worry about being overheard.

Mu Fan glanced over there coldly, then patted the fat man.

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as you think. Sit down and leave it to me. I'll take you to treatment later. Can you last five minutes?"

"Fifty minutes is fine, heh." The fat man whose coat was almost kicked off leaned against the wooden platform table, sat on the floor and grinned.

"Good job."

Mu Fan nodded, when he turned around again, his eyes were terribly cold!

"Let me ask you, did you enjoy beating him just now?"

Feng Xin, who didn't dare to move his head, stared at Mu Fan, a trace of hatred flashed across his face.

"No, no, I was wrong, let me go, I am Fengxin of the fighting department, and my boss is one of the Five Heavenly Kings, 'Thunderstorm', you must know it."

"Which hand did you hit him?" Mu Fan asked self-consciously.

"Our fighting is something you can't afford to offend. You go, and we will expose this matter."

"This hand?"

"What are you doing!!"

Feng Xin found that the cold-blooded young man in front of him didn't even pay attention to a single word from him.

An extremely abrupt and sarcastic smile appeared on the young man's indifferent face, and then he clasped the other's palm with his right hand like iron tongs, and pressed down slowly.

The creaking and crackling sound of the bones made the face of the flat-haired young man burst into cold sweat instantly.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Mu Fan is now like a cold-blooded humanoid machine, with the same sarcastic smile that has not changed in any way, and his right hand has not stopped at all, and he still pushes the palm forward with a very uniform posture.

Creak, creak.

The rhythmic crackling continued.

"Ah!" A shrill cry began to sound.

The smile on the corner of Mu Fan's mouth disappeared, his eyes turned cold, and his hands suddenly pressed forward.

Click!

With a crisp fracture sound, the man's palm was completely... broken to the bottom, hanging on his wrist in a strange posture.

"Ah!~~ My hand!!"

His head was embedded in the wooden frame, and tears and snot flowed from his face at the same time.

Feng Xin screamed terribly.

The fat man sitting next to him, unable to move, tried his best to see all this through the slits of his eyes. He grinned and laughed, and then cried while laughing.

This is the partner he has a lifelong friendship with.

In the most critical moment, Mu Fan will always appear by his side.

I, Harry, have such a friend in my life, and it's worth it.

The fat man grinned, tears streaming down his swollen cheeks.

Mu Fan's eyes remained indifferent.

"Can we talk now? Do you know that girl?"

"I don't know, I don't know!!"

Feng Xin shook his head desperately, he absolutely couldn't say it.

"Oh, then this hand..."

Mu Fan gently held Feng Xin's other intact wrist.

Feng Xin shuddered all over, this is a devil!

He couldn't take it anymore, he wanted to speak.

"boom!"

At this moment, there was a rapid piercing sound.

Mu Fan, who was squatting on the ground, was still holding Feng Xin's left hand one moment, and the next moment he jumped up and punched violently.

That huge pot of green vegetation exploded in an instant!

Dirt fell on the surrounding area one after another.

The fat man covered by the wooden platform was fine, but Feng Xin, who opened his mouth, instantly poured a lot of soil into his mouth and coughed violently.

The aura on Mu Fan's body began to rise sharply, because in front of him, a muscular young man with a height of about 1.9 meters and wearing a combat sackcloth came out.

The man's purple pupils looked extremely eye-catching, and the constant dangerous aura coming from him made Mu Fan's eyes narrow.

"……Who are you?"

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