(For the alliance leader "tadashi" to add more to the second chapter, I finally finished one, laughing and crying)

"Then I-"

When these two words were spit out, the floor under Mu Fan's feet instantly exploded into fog!

"-I'll show you!"

Tear and pull! Rumble!

There was a sound of cloth tearing, and a figure flashed away from the spot in an instant. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Atwood clutched his right shoulder in horror.

Starting from the shoulder, a whole sleeve was completely torn off, and five deep blood marks, like iron claws plowing, instantly appeared on the right arm.

The hot pain kept irritating his nerves!

Just from the moment that kid's eyes turned red, the speed and strength were ...... Doubling the up!?

Now his heart was shaking violently, and just a moment he felt the breath called death, if he hadn't dodged it with an explosive secret technique that was almost self-harming, I am afraid that he would have been bombarded to the ground at that time.

"Hehehehehe......"

The more primitive ferocity and brutality in Mu Fan's eyes kept emerging, and his right hand was pulled out of the pierced wooden staircase, and he casually threw away the broken linen cloth in his hand.

No, Atwood will not allow itself to fail.

The already dark purple pupils shrank a little.

His hands reached out like dragons, and the whole person disappeared in place again.

Brutal Killing Secret Technique - Running Tiger Arrow!

One second he was still running on the floor, and the next second he flashed high in the air, his hands stretched into sharp claws and slaughtered with extremely violent speed.

Mu Fan just crooked his neck, looking at the figure that was rushing forward, his face was still crazy, and he was like the previous indifference.

The last sanity in his mind kept telling him that he couldn't do it...... Homicide.

So he just quietly watched the figure rushing towards him.

"Give me death!" Atwood, who was already a Jedi counterattack, had already reached the last distance, and the odds of victory in his heart were infinitely magnified.

But the next moment, his eyes bulged, because the figure left an afterimage directly in place.

"You...... It's too slow. ”

A soft voice rang in his ears, and he didn't know when three fingers were put on his throat.

His thumb, index finger, and middle finger were clasping his throat.

You must know that at this time, he Atwood is still in a state of running, and the three fingers on his throat do not have any pressure except for making him feel the temperature of the other party's fingertips.

This shows that this person is actually going backwards at the same speed as him!

"Gifted ......"

After Mu Fan's words were finished, his fingers subconsciously wanted to clench, but at this moment, there was a slight clarity in his eyes, and the last two words were forcibly swallowed.

So the remaining two fingers suddenly opened, and the five fingers were brought together into a palm and moved upward, and then clasped tightly.

Atwood's face was pinched by Mu Fan while it was still in mid-air!

The voice in the ear sounded softly again: "Don't you want to see?" ”

An evil smile appeared on Mu Fan's face, and then he pressed the other party's right palm and pushed it down suddenly.

"Then you're good to go!!"

Atwood's head froze under the control of the opponent's palm.

In the next second, the afterimage behind the whole body disappeared and reattached to the body, and then Mu Fan held down his face and flew back upside down.

Mu Fan's footsteps left afterimages on the ground.

Boom Boom!

First the carved railings, then the wooden frames, then the partitions, and finally a row of side-by-side seats.

The back of Atwood's head became a sharp weapon in Mu Fan's hands to break through all this.

The majestic figure of more than one meter and nine meters tall was directly pressed into that row of seats by Mu Fan in a posture full of tyrannical beauty.

Just like the one who was pressed into the wooden frame before...... Bongxin.

Bongxin's figure froze when he only saw an afterimage, he didn't care about the fat man who taunted and spat at him, and now his heart was full of an emotion called despair, which was the shock of his outlook on life and worldview being subverted in an instant.

One of the five heavenly kings of the martial arts department of Dingchuan Academy, the physical fitness standard has reached level 22 or above, and the thunderstorm king who is judged by the finger tiger fighting skills above level A - Atwood!

Just now, I was directly grabbed by a freshman who was a head shorter and pressed back!?

He tried to turn around, but the sharp wooden frame forced him to move.

Atwood felt several blows to his head, but the young man's hand on his face seemed like an impassable barrier, leaving him without the slightest resistance.

With the last bang, there was a violent chaos in the brain, and the world was spinning in front of me.

I have to sigh at Atwood's physical fitness, under such a heavy blow to the level 22 physique, there has not been a broken neck bone, but his shoulder bone is seriously injured.

It may be that Mu Fan controlled the strength from the beginning.

After two or three seconds, there was a cough, and Atwood finally felt his consciousness begin to return to his body, but at that moment a hand like iron pincers grabbed his neck.

The suffocating feeling came again, but more than that, the shame and anger, the insult of dignity being trampled underfoot.

"Now...... Did you see that? ”

Mu Fan's eyes were still blood-red, but they had begun to fade.

The indifference in that tone was no worse than his previous tone.

Atwood struggled to get up with his neck.

But an even greater force poured out.

Boom! Creak.

The wooden chair behind him split again, and he was pressed into it again.

Several pieces of broken wood had pierced into his back, and he could feel the gurgling of blood.

"It's fun to set up this bureau, isn't it?"

Mu Fan's hand was on Atwood's face, and his bones hurt when he scratched it.

"Don't you like to step on people?"

Mu Fan exerted force again in his hand, and the back of Atwood's head hit the ground again.

"And what does it feel like now, tell me?"

Lift it, then press it again!

Boom!

Fengxin over there feels like he can pee his pants for a few seconds, what kind of person are they provoking?

Now his heart was beating desperately, and it was almost beating out of his chest.

The pain of a broken wrist is completely suppressed by fear.

The fat man over there burst into tears of laughter again, and this anger was too timely.

"Who's behind you?"

Mu Fan looked indifferently at the face that had been scratched with countless scars.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Boom!

Another thump.

"Then I'll change someone."

Mu Fan unexpectedly let go of his right hand holding Atwood, slowly got up, looked down and said.

He wasn't worried about Atwood getting up, and now he had at least six broken bones all over his body.

Although all the lethal parts are avoided, but want to get up?

Mu Fan sneered.

His eyes were aimed at Jin Ling, who was still trembling over there, but now he ...... She was literally shaking.

Mu Fan walked towards Jin Ling step by step, and the momentum in the silence had made it difficult for Jin Ling to stand firmly, and he kept retreating with one hand on the wall.

But Mu Fan's footsteps are still moving steadily.

That innocent and pitiful appearance didn't attract Mu Fan's attention in the slightest, and when his indifferent eyes were projected onto a helpless woman, you can imagine how much pressure there was.

When Mu Fan was still 2 meters away, Jin Ling's legs were weak and she was about to fall.

But then a hand stretched out......

Choked her by the neck.

Lift it slowly.

The fair-skinned neck was unusually conspicuous in Mu Fan's bloodstained hands, but Mu Fan didn't have any pity at all because she was a pure and poor girl.

This sudden hand made Jin Ling's face flush in an instant, and she couldn't speak.

Mu Fan just tilted his head and glanced at her, and then walked back slowly with one hand in his hand.

Walked up to Atwood, who was lying on the ground, and made eye contact with the other party, revealing a solemn smile.

The right hand suddenly loosened.

Jin Ling instantly let go of the state of being lifted and suspended, and collapsed directly on the ground, panting violently.

"I ask, you answer."

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