Chapter 995 No Need

And the fat man on the side also stopped howling, looked at Mu Fan with a pilgrim look, and slapped his legs excitedly.

Mu Fan, who had just ascended to mid-air, unexpectedly punched the blue-horned man's attack line with a prophetic punch.

Two hard fists collided instantly.

Light blue mist exploded from between the fists.

There was no fluctuation in Mu Fan's indifferent eyes.

Six-style truncation!

The aura of psionic energy has already spread all over the body, and the six-style inheritance from instructor Mohanda exploded at this moment with amazing power, the kind of reaction speed that surpasses the limit of human beings.

The spittoon face only felt that Mu Fan's movements could be seen clearly at first, but at this moment it was suddenly blurred.

Then, the second blue-horned person was also blown away like a short winter melon, and the side wall of the metal trash can was instantly dented, with a big blue winter melon on it.

The body fell to the ground lightly, and Mu Fan shook his arms. He didn't care about the fatal injuries to the two of them.

These two blue-horned people are about 120 centimeters tall, but weigh at least 100 kilograms, which doesn't match their size at all.

With such a body density and a burst of power that was almost level 22 just now, he definitely wouldn't be killed so easily.

What's more, Mu Fan didn't kill him.

He came here to buy something, and violence was just a means, not an end.

Mu Fan didn't say a word of nonsense, he knocked the two of them down so neatly, and then stood firmly in front of the spittoon and Jin.

He glanced coldly, and then turned behind the two of them...

The five mechanical guards appeared out of nowhere at this moment, and they bent their legs and flicked tens of meters away, and with the explosive force of leaping more than ten meters, they surrounded them in an instant.

"This is the New Moon Auction House. Sell here... Are you impatient?"

In Mu Fan's sight, a middle-aged man named Xiu Ming walked over with his hands behind his back and said coldly.

A click sounded from the arms of the five mechanical guards who were comparable to martial arts masters, and a row of light machine guns popped out at the same time, pointing the guns at the spittoon face and Mu Fan and his party.

After seeing Xiu Ming, the Balante man with a weird head shouted in surprise: "Honorable Mr. Xiu Ming! I am so happy to see you again."

"You can see from the surveillance video here that it was the fat man who wanted to attack me, and my subordinates were only legally protecting my personal safety. However, he suddenly attacked my guards! I, Balanlan Chewwhite the Special, I implore you to do justice."

Obviously, this spittoon face knew Mr. Xiu Ming, and knew Xiu Ming's status in the auction house.

After hearing this, Xiu Ming's face darkened, and he looked at Mu Fan, "Outsider, give me a reasonable explanation, don't try to use your brute force to challenge Xinyue Xing's force."

Mu Fan blinked his eyes, took out a Tianxun from his pocket with his right hand, and after lightly fitting it to the wristwatch, he casually threw it to Mr. Xiuming over there.

Mr. Xiuming, who was full of old-fashioned and serious faces with Chinese characters, raised one hand slightly, and took the Tianxun with ease.

A light curtain just happened to light up, and the angle was not overlooking, but a parallel perspective.

In the light curtain, the events that have just happened are simultaneously presented together with the strange voice of Chu White, the spittoon face...

Bai Mao, Fatty, and Mu Fan still couldn't understand.

However, Hideyoshi's face immediately turned cold. If it was just the first gathering of dark clouds, then now the clouds are as thick as a mountain.

As an aboriginal resident of the Sinkilo Business Alliance, Hideaki, the first-level steward of Crescent Bank, is proficient in more than twenty-five languages, including this Ballante language.

The spittoon-faced Chu White's statement just now relies on the absence of sound evidence.

However, the Tianxun light curtain thrown by Mu Fan at this moment is solid evidence.

"Ki Hool, Thr Aw Mdd." The translation of this sentence means "low race, the meaning of three pigs."

And he understood even more that this was a derogatory term for ordinary humans from the Balante tribe.

Because in their view, human beings with a population of trillions have the same reproductive ability as pigs, and they have no shame.

Greedy, lustful, aggressive.

This is the general impression of humans among the Balante tribe, but this name is mostly circulated among them, and it is rarely said in front of humans.

But at this moment, he said it in Balantine, and Mu Fan saw through it and kept the evidence...

Unfortunately, Mr. Xiuming is one of the ordinary human beings.

"In accordance with the rules of the Xinqiluo Business Alliance, insulting the race can be counterattacked normally." Mu Fan raised his eyelids and asked lightly.

"Okay, Xinyue will not interfere in this matter." Xiu Ming glanced at Qiu White expressionlessly, until the color of the spittoon's face turned from red to white.

"Mr. Xiu Ming, please listen to my explanation. I'm not talking about you... Oh, no, I just said it in passing." The spittoon face desperately wanted to explain, but Xiu Ming just waved, and five powerful mechanical guards followed him gesture to step back three steps at the same time.

Obviously, what Spittoon Face said also angered Xiu Ming.

Mu Fan turned his eyes to the spittoon face again, took a step forward, and grabbed it with one hand.

However, at this moment, Qiu Huaite's two tentacles eyes glowed with purple luster at the same time. When they collided lightly, a luster flashed, and a thin layer of translucent purple hexagonal energy layer appeared between him and Mu Fan instantly.

Mu Fan's fingers touched a hot and hard barrier, and his movements were stopped.

He narrowed his eyes, slowly retracted his five fingers, and began to squeeze them together.

"Please wait."

The half-blood man Jin wearing a tall hat turned around and gracefully bowed to Xiuming, "I am Jin, the second-level steward from the King Chamber of Commerce. Please forgive me for being reckless just now, Lord Xiuming. I want to ask why they came. Which power?"

This time Jin used Xinqiluo language, which Baimao present could understand.

When Xiu Ming heard about the King Chamber of Commerce, he raised his eyebrows, looked at the other party and said, "They want to qualify for the invitation."

This time, Xiu Ming's words were the interstellar lingua franca, which everyone could understand.

So Jin turned around and looked at Mu Fan.

"We have the qualifications, and we can bring two attendants in according to the regulations of the New Moon Walk. I want to use these two places as a transaction."

"Chu White is from Ballante, and his telekinetic enchantment is very mature. I don't want to see the side where both sides lose."

Bai Mao was stunned. The solution he wanted to speak out was actually said lightly by the other party.

If this matter is exposed and the transaction is agreed, then two of the three of them can enter the auction as the other party's attendants.

Then Mu Fan's goal can be accomplished.

It's just that this quota is a bit wicked. There are three people on my side, but the other party proposes two quotas.

Jin, a half-blooded man, stared at him calmly, with a sneer in his heart.

Ordinary human beings are the majority who bow their knees, and the other party will never think that the quota in his hand should be three... Hehe, as long as he agrees to the transaction, what can he do if he goes in?

"Mu Fan..."

The fat man rubbed his chest and coughed violently twice, trying to walk to Bai Mao's side, and the two looked at Mu Fan together.

Obviously, the opportunity presented itself like this, and they were unwilling, but a small insult was nothing in order for Mu Fan to achieve his goal.

"unnecessary."

Mu Fan replied indifferently, without any intention of thinking.

This also made Baimao and Fatty stare at him at the same time.

"Stand here, apologize respectfully, I'll let you go."

Hearing these words, Baimao and Fatty only felt a wave of heat slamming into their chests.