Chapter 441: The Man Behind the Scenes (Second Change)

Jin Ling nodded desperately when she heard the devil-like voice.

"Who arranged for you to come?"

Jin Ling was about to shake her head, but her head froze because the pain in her neck was still stimulating her brain.

"How dare you say that!?"

Atwood over there said angrily.

Mu Fan lifted his eyelids to look at him, and stepped on his chest.

A mouthful of blood mist spit out from Atwood's mouth, staining Jin Ling's white skirt red.

The girl screamed, covered her ears and shook her head desperately.

"I said, I said."

"It was arranged by him. It was Atwood who arranged for Harry and I to meet by chance the day before yesterday, but I really didn't know that they were going to do it. Wuwuwu, please forgive me, I really don't know about other things."

Pooh!

Hearing Jin Ling's words, the fat man over there spit out another mouthful of bloody foam, and looked up at the little white flower that was already limp on the ground with his swollen face up.

Made bitch, actually tricked your fat brother.

Mu Fan looked at Atwood who was silent, took out Tianxun from his pocket, pointed at a man and a woman lying on the ground, and clicked.

Atwood's face was flushed red, and he straightened up excitedly, but was firmly stepped on the floor by Mu Fan.

"Finish, destroy the photo, let's go."

Mu Fan shook the Tianxun in his hand, then pointed from Atwood to Jin Ling.

"Don't tell me, you two, tomorrow will be hot."

After speaking, Mu Fan looked at the two expressionlessly.

in his ear...

Heizheng shouted excitedly: "The magic pen! The magic pen!"

"Mu Fan, who taught you this move, did you learn it from me, please tell me! It's so exciting."

Even before Mu Fan beat the two of them to death, it was not excited at all, but seeing Mu Fan's black belly, Mr. Hei couldn't bear it anymore, this is its great host!

Under Mu Fan's indifferent eyes, there was an idea in his heart not to speak.

He didn't tell Hei that it was because of the inspiration given to him by the candid shooting maniac in the dormitory.

Obviously, this sudden inspiration had an excellent effect at this moment.

Atwood, who was gritting his teeth, stared at Mu Fan fiercely, and said word by word: "Gao-ling-ze!"

The fat man over there was still staring at Jin Ling bitterly, but when he heard the word "Gao Lingze", he suddenly gasped with excitement.

But Mu Fan turned his head and glanced at the fat man who was about to get up excitedly, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

Fatty doesn't know many things, "Gao Lingze" is definitely not an unfamiliar name to Mu Fan!

At this moment, my mind is spinning, it is not the time to think.

Of the people in front of them, two were seriously injured, one woman was limp on the ground, and the other four were still in a coma.

There were two trembling female shop assistants left.

"Today's matter... is over."

Mu Fan showed Atwood a look at Tianxun, "Actually, the battery was out before I came in."

A mouthful of blood spurted out, this time he was really angry, and Atwood, one of the five kings, was trembling all over.

Mu Fan looked at the other party quietly, and slowly spit out a sentence:

"First grader, Mu Fan, you are always... waiting."

Then he turned around and walked in front of the fat man, lifted him up with one arm, looked at the swollen and bruised face of the fat man, and said:

"We walked."

"Um."

The fat man wanted to try his best to smile better, but he tore open the wound that had just coagulated with scabs, and grinned again as he stretched.

Mu Fan, who looked thin, carried the fat man on one hand, and the two of them walked out of the coffee shop slowly.

There was a mess behind him.

Atwood, who was lying on the ground, closed his eyes. The dignified third-year leader of Dingchuan Academy was completely stunned in this coffee shop.

...

The two people walking on the street attracted onlookers, and the passing crowd automatically moved out of the way.

When walking out of this busy street, the siren sounded.

Everything seems so natural.

Fatty limped around with Mu Fan's support, saw that Mu Fan's Sky News was lit up again, and asked in surprise:

"Didn't you just say that Tianxun was out of battery?"

"You lied to him." Mu Fan said three words with his usual expression.

This made the fat man gasp.

When did Mu Fan become so dark?

This trick is simply...

It is a model of learning!

"I'm sending you the photo, just in case. It won't do anything if the other party throws a mouse. But don't take the initiative to send it. I don't think Atwood will come to provoke us again, but I'm afraid you will be in danger if you are in a hurry... Cough, cough, cough It was rare for Mu Fan to say so many words, and at the end he suddenly burst into a cough, which made the fatty immediately worried.

"What’s wrong with you!?"

"fine."

Mu Fan waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, but there was still an uncontrollable tremor in his chest.

For some reason just now, the number of heartbeats triggered by chance coincided with a sudden increase, which caused a substantial increase in body functions.

The blurred fragments in his mind were gradually erased from his memory as his strength faded, and only the remaining impressions made Mu Fan vaguely remember some things.

...Gift of relief!

Fortunately, I didn't buckle those three fingers, otherwise it would directly cause the death of Dingchuan students, and my academy career would definitely end.

The sudden strength, the sudden fading, the body has now entered an extremely rare period of weakness.

This is the second time Mu Fan has entered this state since the eruption in the Primordial Forest of Zicui Star.

It seems that as long as one's own strong fighting spirit and emotional fluctuations are aroused, it is easy to enter this top-level strengthening state of the bloody vision. But his body didn't seem to be strong enough to withstand the 500 crazy beats per minute unconditionally.

Moreover, he forcibly suppressed the instant killing move just now, and switched to continuously suppressing the super-physical Atwood without being lethal or disabled. His duration this time was longer than the actual last time.

Most of the energy accumulated in the cells was burned in that short moment.

but……

Mu Fan began to feel that he had vaguely touched the threshold of voluntarily opening the gift of liberation.

"Take you to heal your injuries first."

A figure suddenly flashed in his mind, Mu Fan said to the fat man.

The fat man froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"I'm not going back to school!"

Even the fat man has inner dignity, he doesn't allow his classmates to see his miserable appearance, Harry, who has few friends, doesn't want to hear those ridicules.

"No, go to a friend of mine. She should be very skilled in medicine, and I have something to deal with."

The fat man nodded in agreement.

So Mu Fan pointed to Tianxun and looked for the number.

At this time, Tianxun suddenly sent an access request.

William?

Mu Fan pressed his thumb to answer.

"I'm Mu Fan."

"Mu Fan, whew... I finally arrived, but what about you? There are only a few people who have just been carried into the medical vehicle."

A huge fat man was crowded at the door, and no one behind him dared to step forward.

"We're fine. I'll take Harry to treatment. You can talk to him."

Handing the Sky News to Fatty, Fatty kept his tears down.

"William, I'm fine."

When the huge William heard Harry's voice, the stone finally fell from his heart, and he squeezed into the coffee shop. The fan-like palm landed heavily on the solid wood bar, making a bang, which scared the two little girls who had just got up and started to clean up the mess.

"Bring me a bucket of coffee!! Add five kilograms of sugar!"

The two dazed little girls were about to refuse, but when the oversized fat man's palm left, they felt a sudden rush, bowed and ran away to prepare coffee.

Their hearts almost collapsed: what happened today, the bar counter weighing five tons of sixty-year-old sunken wood was slapped by the big fat man with a clear handprint.

That slap fell right into it! This is not bread, but the sunken wood that is made with steel!

Thinking of the group of people who just left, the two female shop assistants were full of fear.

These people were not something the two of them could provoke at all. Fortunately, the person lying on the ground threw another card to the two of them before leaving.

As a result, now it seems that a more scary one has come. I am afraid that those few people who were bundled together before have this kind of body shape.

As for the bar with handprints on it... that's it, I believe the boss will understand.

Two little girls hurried off to make that—a bucket of coffee.

As for the two people on the street, the fat man hung up the Skycom and handed it back to Mu Fan. Mu Fan found the number again and pressed it.

——Bai Guyue!