Chapter 41 Conspiracy Against Harry?

Mu Fan's heart tightened, little fat man? Martial arts? There is only one, and that is Harry!

How did this matter have anything to do with Harry, above...? Hearing the sound of the two people's footsteps gradually moving away, Mu Fan leaned back, turned half of his head sideways, saw two figures in the distance, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Leaping down lightly, there was still no sound, Mu Fan stood against the wall and returned to the street he had just passed, leaned out half of his body, and saw the backs of two figures, one tall and one short, Mu Fan had a judgment in his heart.

They did not continue to follow, the two were very vigilant, and it would be easier to be discovered if they left the city. No, this matter has to be discussed with Fatty.

After thinking about it, Mu Fan turned around and bought a Milo for 3 star coins from the fruit shop behind him, and walked back leisurely while eating, all his actions now must be integrated into nature.

"Hey, this milo is so delicious!" I bought a white and fat milo as a cover, but I didn't expect it to be sweet and juicy after one bite! Mu Fan narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Mu Fan, who was holding Milo in his arms, appeared again in the clerk's sight. This time, Mu Fan smiled at the clerk's reluctant expression, and after going in to make a request, he was directly taken to the luggage counter area by the boss.

The best field satchel currently on sale in the city, the exterior is 1000D nylon, and the body part is 900D waterproof Oxford cloth. The shop owner patted his chest and said that this is the satchel made of the best material on Lorga.

Mu Fan directly ignored the boss's pile of spittle stars, stroked the high-quality satchel, finally gritted his teeth, and took out the last possession on his body - 1000 star coins under the expression of the boss's face.

1000 star coins to buy a bag, Mu Fan never thought about it before, looked down, put the bag on the bag lovingly, and checked the time before leaving, it was time to roll the roll, the fat man should go back.

On the way back, Mu Fan bought another big Milo, so when the fat man returned to the training room, he saw Mu Fan holding a Milo and eating with relish.

Fatty always felt that there was something wrong with the style of painting, and it always felt weird to see Mu Fan sitting on that solemn appearance of destroying the big Milo in his hand!

"You're back." Mu Fan said hello.

At this time, the fat man walked over in a strange way, "Is it delicious, give me a bite if it's delicious."

Ah, Mu Fan was in a daze.

"Khan, it's okay, I'm used to that." Fatty suddenly blushed, what happened just now!

Seeing Fatty's shy eyes, Mu Fan graciously gave him a share.

After the two of them gnawed on Miluo, Mu Fan wiped his mouth and asked the fat man seriously, "Harry, have you offended someone recently?"

The little fat man wiped his mouth, "No!"

So Mu Fan told Fatty what he just saw. After hearing this, Fatty was baffled, thought for a long time, and then said with certainty: "I definitely haven't offended anyone. I don't have much contact with people. I spend most of my time with you." PO Battle.net, you just came to the martial arts gym recently, you should know."

Mu Fan asked: "Did you go out from the east gate of the city this afternoon?"

The fat man nodded: "Yes."

Mu Fan tapped the wooden seat with his fingertips, and suddenly said: "The two of them went out from the east gate and bought sleeping bags for the march. It was obvious that they were going to spend the night in the field, and the time and place mentioned were the same as yours now. match the situation.”

The fat man was a little anxious: "Brother Fat didn't provoke anyone, whoever dealt with me like this!"

Mu Fan comforted the fat man, with a calmness that didn't match his age, and looked straight at the past: "Harry, I'll be with you tomorrow afternoon, and I noticed an important point, that is, they said that robbing you was just a passing thing, Which means there are more important things.

"Mu Fan, it's too dangerous. I'd better call someone." Fatty was a little scared, he was actually being targeted by someone, if it wasn't for Mu Fan, he probably wouldn't be able to come back by then.

Mu Fan pressed Fatty's shoulder: "Harry, trust me! Didn't I disappoint you with Young Master Wen?"

"Mu Fan!" Master Harry really felt Mu Fan's friendship, and his eyes were a little moist.

Mu Fan patted the fat man on the shoulder and laughed.

"When I leave tomorrow afternoon, I will follow the car."

"Okay." The fat man didn't say much nonsense.

Mu Fan quickly entered the mode of being a responsible training partner. In the afternoon, he arranged two for the fat man. The first one was endurance training. He set the treadmill to 10,000 meters, and threw the crying fat man on it.

Mu Fan began to enter the state of thinking, which is extremely rare for Mu Fan who has been hunting alone all year round, because he is not thinking for himself.

"Well... the current situation is like this. The two of them... have been stalking the fat man, no, they are stalking the rich man! Then they noticed the fat man, which means that they often move around the city and are familiar with the surrounding area."

It was the first time for Mu Fan to plan something so carefully, and Mu Fan felt that his head was getting bigger, and it would be great to go straight to it, but the half-hidden information in the words made him conclude that the matter was not that simple.

Alas, headache!

The fat man cried out, "Mu Fan, my lung hurts!"

Mu Fan scratched his face, his brain automatically blocked all the voices of the fat man, and forced himself to continue thinking.

"Take a look at the route of the rich... and the mission? That is to say, the content of the mission is to follow the route of the rich. Seeing that the arrangement above is only to arrange for these two people, what does it mean..."

The fat man was about to be taken away by the treadmill, but a belt was tied around his waist by Mu Fan. If he flew, he would be useless, and ran away with snot and tears: "Mu Fan, look Look at me, why don't you pay attention to me, fat brother is really dying..."

Wait, pay attention!

At this moment, Mu Fan suddenly felt something ringing in his mind.

"It means that the higher-ups don't pay much attention to this place! But there are still people watching here, but it's just the two of them, so they can act privately, which is what the short man said... Fat sheep!"

Mu Fan suddenly slapped the fat man on the buttocks, making the crying fat man stop and run with his calf.

"Things are connected, it's...the higher ups are paying attention to the rich people in many places, and City 22 is just one of them...It's an insignificant accident to rob the fat man. So..."

"There is a powerful or very high-level person who is staring at many rich people and is planning a seemingly big and dangerous thing, which includes the fat man who will have an accident ahead of time."

"Tomorrow, what we have to do is... save Fatty, then find out what's behind the scenes along the way, and then... save Fatty again."

That's it! Mu Fan rubbed his chin. He felt that this burst of thinking made him feel again that there was a thread in his mind helping him to connect the trivial information together. His mind was clear, what a wonderful feeling.

"I won't play anymore!" Fatty's voice was extremely bleak.

"Oh." Mu Fan clapped the stop button next to his hand, "You should have said it earlier."

The fat man was directly covered on the treadmill like a quilt.

"Huchi,...huchi, I, I...don't want to talk." The fat man pointed weakly at Mu Fan, his hands were trembling.

"Then you blame me." Mu Fan, who was just about to understand that matter, was very happy, but when he heard the fat man's words, he pulled his face down.

"You... lord..." Qi Ruoyousi's last words.

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