The Seven Clans of Landu, the Right Division of Zhongjing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The most mysterious vice president of the kendo club, the right master who is known as the narcissus!

As she walked lightly on the stone path, a lightning-like figure rushed towards her at great speed.

The proud girl of heaven took a light step, and then stepped down as usual.

A violent whirlwind blew by.

The matcha-colored watery dress was raised back to highlight the near-perfect figure, and the long, supple pale chestnut hair also fluttered back sharply, revealing a slender, fair neck.

However, the most impressive thing is the eyes that are as graceful as autumn water, warm and moist with the usual tranquility and softness, like a quiet valley, without waves.

Even if the violent figure rushed towards him without slowing down.

Right Shiwan's figure didn't shake at all, and she didn't hesitate at all, but she still stopped her figure and politely turned sideways to get out of the way.

Mu Fan, an honorary member of the Kendo Club, and the vice president of the Kendo Club met in such a wonderful way, but they didn't know each other.

"Thank you."

When the voice was still in his ears, the violent figure had already rushed out twenty meters away, this was Mu Fan's thanks to the person who gave way, he didn't pay attention to the appearance of this person, he only knew that it was a girl, because a soft voice also echoed in his ears.

"You're welcome."

Quietly, like rain moistening all things.

Powerful girls!

This is the impression left by the unnoticed figure behind him.

And the right Shiwan looked at the figure running like a wolf,

Who is this man?

The moment when she just staggered, her dark eyes were revealed, and the indifferent look left a deep impression on her.

And the staggered stomping.

What a heavy step, such a strong burst.

Unfamiliar faces.

Is there another strong man in the academy?

Right Shiwan stood for a moment and continued to walk towards the kendo club, but she didn't know how many boys' minds were taken away by her just quiet and independent figure just now.

This episode did not affect Mu Fan in the slightest, and his frantic running all the way even attracted the attention of some mentors.

Because...... He's just too fast!

All the obstacles in front of him were crossed by Mu Fan with an almost terrifying physical fitness, and all the routes planned by Hei for him were ignored except for some towering buildings that were avoided.

So in the frightened and inexplicable eyes of these people, Mu Fan was like a wild cheetah, forward, forward!

Mu Fan ignored these people, but looked ahead, felt the air currents passing quickly on both sides, and finally spoke: "Can you find the monitoring information?" ”

"It was found that the fat man and a female companion entered first, and then five people appeared, about twenty years old, and the fat man was trampled on the ground. This was data from five minutes ago, and now the monitor has been manually turned off. ”

Date?

How can a fat man have a female companion?

Mu Fan immediately thought of the key content of this, and the monitoring was turned off artificially, if the matter is definitely not too simple, it is very likely that the other party is premeditated.

Human nature is evil, Mu Fan, who grew up cautiously surviving since childhood, is always used to speculating from the worst point of view.

A gust of wind swept by, Mu Fan rushed out of the academy all the time, turned into a blue-gray lightning, and ran wildly on the street, some slower hovercars found a shadow flashing around them, and then they were shocked to find that it was a living person running!

Harry, hold on.

The young man said silently in his heart.

……

In District F, a petty bourgeois paradise street known as a gathering place for literature and romance, at the corner of the corner, there is a café wrapped in flowers and countless pots of succulent greenery.

[Lantern Coffee], the owner has collected all kinds of lamps and lanterns on multiple planets, the combination of old and modern, hanging on the walls and roofs, with wooden floors, tables and chairs, and all kinds of small snacks with exquisite workmanship.

does not take the road of big names, but there is an endless fashion.

As the best café in the street of petty bourgeoisie, the atmosphere here was completely ruined at noon today.

The upstairs and downstairs guests have all been scared away.

A man in sunglasses in a suit and holding a baseball bat stood at the cash register, one end of the baseball bat was set up on the bar, and the two shivering girls inside did not dare to move.

Because just now, they saw this man smash a thick solid wood table in the store with one foot.

The little fat man was slapped to the ground by a flat-headed young man who seemed to be the leader among them, and then stepped on his face and couldn't move.

The panicked female companion next to her was so frightened that she burrowed under the other table, and then she was also pulled out, but the end was much better than that of the fat man, at least she was just hiding in the corner and squatting and shivering, far less miserable than the fat man.

This group of people did not have the slightest scruple that someone would call the police, because after calling the police, the clerk found that they only said that they knew about the change and there was no movement.

It's been more than ten minutes now, and no one from the police station has arrived.

A man in sunglasses with a baseball bat in the middle of the five walked up to the bar and left a card directly on it.

"This is compensation, take it well, don't do other things that are easy to cause misunderstandings, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety, hehe, beauty." The wooden stick in the sunglasses man's hand slapped the bar unhurriedly.

Where did the two female clerks dare to make any more moves, they could only hide in the corner and watch everything that happened in the store.

After so many years, it is the first time that [Lantern Coffee] has encountered a scene that can only be seen in a bar.

A group of petty bourgeoisie was completely blinded.

Ten minutes ago.

When the fat man saw these five people coming directly at them, he knew that something was wrong and hurriedly dragged the innocent little girl he had just known for two days and ran upstairs.

Tianxun, who called Mu Fan three times in a row, did not get through, and he only had time to talk to William before he was dragged to the first floor by the people who caught up behind.

The flat-headed young man led by him first knocked the fat man directly to the ground with a punch, and then kicked and kicked.

It wasn't until he kicked the little fat man in the suit and leather shoes and vomited blood that he squatted down with a smirk and looked at Harry, who was already unable to move.

"Little fat man, you are not small, and our eldest woman dares to soak."

Harry's eyes were already swollen and there was only a slit left, he looked at the girl who was holding her head and trembling, and spat out a mouthful of blood, "You care about me? ”

"!"

With a kick, he directly kicked the fat man five meters away, causing the girl next to him to scream again.

The flat-headed youth walked over and stomped Harry's fleshy face on the floor, making a creaking sound.

"Little fat man, how to deal with this? You see how much should you pay for such a big loss? ”

The face that seems to be smiling is full of sadistic pleasure.

The fat man spat out a mouthful of blood foam and stopped talking, these people came up and shot so hard without asking, he would never spit out a word easily.

"Little fat man, don't play dead, talk to me."

With a bang on the waist and abdomen, the fat man's body twitched without making a sound.

Another kick, still not yet sound.

"Brother Xin, what should I do?" A man in a hip-hop jacket next to him looked at the flat-headed young man and asked.

Maybe this person called Brother Xin was afraid that he would accidentally kick the fat man to death under his feet, so he took his foot back and said lightly: "Call me slowly, let him speak, whether it is to lose money or call someone, it's okay." ”

"Yes, new brother!"

A chaotic fist hit hard, and a muffled snort sounded from the fat man's chest. (To be continued.) )