Chapter 1559 You... Dare!

Star River Federation's...

Pan interstellar lingua franca! ?

Mu Fan narrowed his eyes, this was the result neither he nor Hei expected.

So he understood the other party's language very clearly.

Who are you?

Oh, do I need an explanation?

The situation in front of them is obvious, it should be two aboriginal tribes fighting.

The law of the jungle is the law of the jungle.

And from the death of his adoptive parents to living alone for more than ten years, he crawled out of the dead.

So Mu Fan is not going to pay attention to this matter.

Under the premise of truly understanding the truth of the matter, any rash actions are not advisable.

Of course, except in special cases.

Therefore, Mu Fan raised his eyelids and glanced at the Redstone Guard led by Hawthorne with a flat look. He could feel that the tall and thin warriors holding spears all locked their eyes on him.

"Passing by."

After speaking, Mu Fan turned around and prepared to leave.

His eyes flicked across Enoch's face. The dark, fat man didn't look at himself, but still looked at the Redstone Guard over there with hatred.

I couldn't help but agree with this little boy in my heart.

A true brave will never place his hopes on others.

No matter how strong this little fat man is, his character has been recognized by him.

However, this was not the reason for Mu Fan to act.

His footsteps did not stop.

However, at this moment, Yin Cece's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"If you say you are passing by in front of the Redstone Tribe, just pass by. Which tribe do you belong to... I have never seen your outfit before. Stop!"

Crash!

A piece of spear-thrilling sound bloomed.

However, Mu Fan's footsteps did not stop.

Viciousness flashed in Hawthorne's pupils, and he twisted the spear in his hand, about to shoot it out.

But at this moment, the little fat man who fell on the ground suddenly slapped the ground.

Boom.

The heavy tremor made Mu Fan couldn't help but look back.

In his field of vision, the dark and strong little fat man shot out like a cannonball.

That kind of strength and power...

Enough to crush the vast majority of people in the Galaxy Federation.

It's just that the depression that suddenly appeared on that huge river beach rock... the diameter is more than one meter, and the depth is more than 10 centimeters, it is impossible for ordinary people to step out.

At this moment, Enoch's eyes were filled with despair and the madness of a last stand.

"Father, I won't let you die!!"

"The offal of the Redstone Clan, Master Enoch is here!"

The sonorous voice of the little fat man bloomed under the quiet night sky.

Hawthorne's face was sullen, and his cheek muscles twitched, "Then I will stab you first today!"

The spear in his hand rotated suddenly while rubbing vigorously, and then threw it forcefully.

At this moment, the air around the spear was twisted into a vortex visible to the naked eye.

The little fat man raised his waist knife high and wanted to chop it down.

But in Mu Fan's opinion, the speed at which the guy with three blood marks smeared on his face...was really too fast.

It was so fast that the little fat man would only be pierced by the spear before the waist knife was cut down.

only……

The icy psionic aura suddenly reminded him that a threatening biological energy was generated in front of him.

Just as Mu Fan looked over, a furious roar suddenly exploded.

"Enoch!!"

Beardsley, the burly man who seemed to everyone to have passed out and lost his fighting power.

At this moment, it bounced off the ground at a speed far exceeding Enoch's.

hum!

Mu Fan felt his eardrums popping heavily.

Then the burly body came first, knocking Enoch away like a violent bear, and at the moment Enoch flew across, he grabbed the little fat man's arm and swung it around, throwing it with all his strength.

The spear pierced Beardsley's body again, but not completely.

The burly man looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "Enoch! Bring the news back!! Teacher Xiao Wang needs you!!! The Baijia Tribe needs you!!—"

The burly body suddenly fell to the ground.

Beardsley exhausted his last strength and could only hold the spear with one hand to support his body so as not to let him fall completely.

The little fat man fell across a full twenty meters away, and Gu Lu rolled up to his feet, looking at the figure behind him kneeling on his knees while his face was covered with mud and tears.

At this moment, the innocence and innocence that all children should have completely faded from the face.

Enoch cried out with tears streaming down his face: "Daddy!"

The whining voice was completely blocked in his throat, his face was full of ferocity, he let the big drops of tears roll down, and nodded heavily.

Then turned around and ran in big strides.

Teacher Xiao Wang needs him.

The Baijia Tribe needs him!

He wants to go back.

Men need to be sacrificed.

Father, Enoch will avenge you!

The seeds of hatred took root in his heart at this moment.

"Little bastard, did you run away!"

Hawthorne saw that his perfect hunt was destroyed one after another by this big prey, and the tyranny in his heart finally reached its peak.

He suddenly pulled out a bone machete about 80 cm long from behind.

The pale blade cut through the air without a sound.

The blade aimed straight at Beardsley who was half kneeling on the ground.

He wants to decapitate Beardsley first!

Then he stabbed through that little fat man!

He wants to get back the face Hawthorne lost in front of his subordinates.

It's just that no one noticed that "skinny" figure who was the most inconspicuous compared to everyone else, at this moment...

Senran raised his head!

"Little, Wang, old, teacher..."

These four words exploded in Mu Fan's mind.

He only felt a buzzing in his brain at this moment, and all the light in the world dimmed, and his eyes fell firmly on Hawthorne who leaped into the air like a falcon.

The bone scimitar in his hand is about to drink blood!

"Kill!" Hawthorne's cruel and tyrannical roar resounded in the air.

But at this moment, the more violent and domineering cold voice suddenly bloomed from the riverside.

"you dare!"

All Udan Spearmen, Hawthorne, Beardsley, and even Enoch who was running wildly froze at this moment.

Mu Fan's upper body was blurred for an instant, and the dark gold short stick in his hand was thrown loudly.

boom!

With their sharp dynamic eyesight, all the Wudan spearmen failed to catch the real trace of the dark gold short staff even at this moment.

A dark golden light streaked straight across the air, colliding with Hawthorne instantly when the bone scimitar was about to cut off his neck.

Like a thunderclap.

Then, the scene where all Udan spearmen were sluggish appeared, and Hawthorne's arms and knives had already been chopped down, but a white bone mist exploded in front of him instantly, and the whole person flew out with a bang.

He took two steps back after landing, and stepped heavily into the soil with his left foot before he really stood firm.

He looked up angrily.

He, the leader of the mighty Udan Spearmen, the Redstone Warrior, Hawthorn... was blown away by a stick with a knife!