Chapter 483: The Child's Black Head

But.

Mo Fan's stable emotions can be regarded as a strong player.

It was impossible for him to show it directly and let the saint know about it.

According to Mo Fan's guess, after arriving at the Xinchong Fund for a while, she had to meet with the so-called senior leader, and she had to participate.

At that time, he directly had a showdown with the saint and helped him win the Xinchong Fund, otherwise, he would not have been able to let her get her wish.

Of course, there needs to be a certain amount of operation, as for how to say it, Mo Fan knows it in his heart.

"Okay, then I'll do what you said, I'll wait for you downstairs at about half past five, what is it called Xinchong Fund. Actually, you don't need to worry so much, I'm just looking for you to do a little favor. After all, I'm still the leader of the martial arts alliance personally selected by your holy daughter, there should be many factions within your Ancient Martial Arts Association, if you can't protect your own people, how can you mix in the future? ”

"You don't sow discord with me here, don't you talk about those useless things, do you want to provoke the law? There's no need for that! Speaking of this, the saint took a deep breath, it seemed that she was quite noisy and busy, and said: "That's it for now, but I hope that after meeting for a while, you don't tell me too much baggage, otherwise, I can promise you now, and I can regret it for a while!" Alright, that's it! ”

"Toot toot."

Then, the phone hangs up.

Mo Fan smiled lightly, this little girl still looks like she can't play with herself, it doesn't matter.

Now I have to consider her request, that is, to take down this Wu Jiazhai.

In three days, I can still deal with it, but how to take Wujiazhai.

What they mean is that if they become the talkers here, then, if they capture the thief and capture the king first, they will have to deal with the so-called Elder Fang.

Although he is not very old, he looks light and light, and his strategizing appearance does not seem to be so easy to deal with.

And Mo Fan also has his own principles and bottom line, if the other party is a decent person, he will definitely not win people's love.

But if he looks polite on the outside, but in fact he is a despicable villain, even if there is no order from the Holy Maiden, he will definitely not be soft, and it is not impossible to replace him. After all, although he has not known Hanzi for a long time, but in Mo Fan's heart, he has long regarded the other party as his little brother, he grew up from eating Baijia rice, and has a deep affection for this place, in such a simple village, no black sheep are allowed.

Therefore, after some thought, Mo Fan had already paid attention in his heart.

"Anyway, there is still a certain amount of time before meeting the Holy Maiden, so I'm not in a hurry for now. Originally, I was here to discuss business cooperation, but my focus had to change slightly. I want to find out what kind of person this Elder Fang is. In particular, the young people beside him, Yang Changfeng and Han Ya, although they look young, their methods are very vicious, raising such a group of people, giving people the feeling that they are doglegs. ”

Mo Fan pondered.

If you want to know about Elder Fang, in addition to getting it from Hanzi, other villagers also need to know about it.

"Hey, didn't you come to our village to discuss cooperation?"

And just when Mo Fan was stunned, a relatively immature voice suddenly came.

He looks like he is not slippery, and he is only a teenager at most, but he is wearing straw sandals and is a tattered little boy on his body.

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, then reacted, took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "Little brother......"

"Who's the little brother, I don't know you well."

As a result, I don't know if it was influenced by Yang Changfeng and others, even this little boy was full of hostility towards Mo Fan.

However, after all, he was young and frivolous, Mo Fan would not bother with him, and besides, he thought about it. Sometimes, if you want to know something, it may be a good way to get it from the mouth of such a naΓ―ve child. So, he took out some candy from his pocket, handed it to the other party, and said with a smile: "Once raw and twice cooked." Then, as a greeting gift, No, this is the candy I gave you, eat it. ”

"I don't eat it. Abba told me that you are not allowed to talk to strangers, and you are not allowed to eat strangers' food, because you may be a bad person. ”

The little boy's arrogant attitude made Mo Fan laugh dumbly, but he didn't see that this sect was quite strict.

But Mo Fan didn't get angry, but continued to say with a pleasant face: "Then you have spoken to me now, so you broke the rules that your father said, come on, eat." I am a guest invited by your village, how can I harm you? What's more, I have other things to ask you about, and if you behave well, I'll buy you a good outfit to wear, what do you say? ”

"Really?!"

Really.

As long as the child is coaxed a little, he will definitely be able to get the clues he wants.

At that time, Mo Fan observed that the little boy was dressed in tatters, and he must have a bad family background, even in a village like a big pot of rice, it should be divided into three, six, nine and so on. Perhaps, his wish is only very small, and if he wants to wear a new set of clothes and grasp the other person's inner wishes, then the rest will not be a problem.

Mo Fan nodded noncommittally and said: "Yes, I never tell lies, what's more, I just ask you about something, and I won't cut off your flesh, what are you afraid of?" ”

"I'm not afraid, I'm just ...... I'm afraid my Abba will hit me. ”

"That's okay, I'll ask your brother Hanzi to intercede for you when I go back."

"Then you said it."

As he spoke, the little boy snatched the candy from Mo Fan's hand without saying anything.

After a little groaning, he finally couldn't resist the temptation of the food, and ate the candy into his mouth in one bite.

"It's delicious."

The little boy was eating dates, but Mo Fan touched his little head and looked around, there were many people, after all, his current identity was here, and he didn't seem to be very coordinated. He dragged the little boy to a remote corner next to him, and asked with a smile: "Hello, my name is Mo Fan, you can call me Brother Fan, what about you?" What's your name? ”

"My name is Blackhead."

"Blackheads?"

"Yes, I'm dark, although I have a name, but the people in the village call me that, and over time, I can't even forget what my name is."

"Okay, blackhead, Brother Fan asks you something, you have to tell me honestly, otherwise, not only will you have new clothes to wear, but you won't even have to eat this candy, do you know?"

"Eun, you can say it." The black head suddenly said to the gods: "They all say that you are a bad person, but I don't think you are bad!" ”

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