Stephen's understanding of mutants is half an expert. Mutants are ostracized because they are different from ordinary people, and rejection is often accompanied by suffering. Painful circumstances always shape painful people.

Therefore, most mutants will have a more tyrannical personality. Tyranny, on the other hand, needs to be vented. Wine, women, and even power, these things can basically meet the needs of mutants. However, there are always those weirdos who can't be guessed by common sense.

"You want money, 10,000 a month, 10,000 a month, 1st of every month?"

Stephen was going crazy, how could he have a feeling that he was recruiting part-time jobs after this request was made??? can you pursue a little bit, mutants, one in a hundred talents. Just mention such a thing?

"Isn't it okay for 10,000 months?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Uhh ”

"Then, twenty thousand a month?" Zhang Fan asked tentatively.

"Poof"!

Stephen almost didn't suppress a mouthful of old blood, and it took a lot of effort to finally straighten out the retrograde blood.

"Give you 30,000 a month!

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, he didn't want to stay here at all. Please, everyone is an adult, talking, no, is it okay to ask for a little higher? Xiangche, beauty, rights, you can mention it casually, what the hell is the monthly salary? I really think it's a part-time job?

As a result, before he took two steps, Stephen retreated, almost forgetting about his business in anger, "It's your obligation to wait for two tubes of blood to be drawn before leaving." ”

"Good boss!"

Zhang Fan nodded obediently, and then said that he could draw blood immediately. Anyway, S.H.I.E.L.D. also smoked two tubes, and it doesn't matter if you give two more tubes to others.

followed the people to draw blood and received the money, and Zhang Fan planned to go home. Originally, I came out to do something to verify my guess, but I got another 30,000 US dollars. Is this a sale of blood to make money?

But the harvest is not bad, a gang that is sheltering mutants? Heh, and can send someone to be president! In this tone, either the boss of this gang is a madman, or it has a hard enough backstage. And the other party is obviously not the first type, so there is a tough backstage.

Who could it be? All sorts of speculations flashed through my mind, and finally turned into headless thoughts.

"Deadgame, let's let it go first. I haven't done anything to get out of business tonight, so let's verify my guess first, it's almost dawn. ”

Sighing, Zhang Fan ran to the top of the building with a ghost step, and the induction of the power of fluctuations was opened to the limit. Soon, a fitting target appeared in the fluctuating perception.

After opening the ghost shadow step, a few flickers, Zhang Fan came to the target.

"Sao Nian, I have a creation for you!"

After speaking, in the other party's stunned eyes, a hand knife slashed at the back of his head.

"Whew!"

Melvin's tears overflowed instantly, and the pain was several times more painful than his stepfather's beating, causing his hand to shake suddenly, and the blood-stained knife could no longer hold it, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

"Help me, help me!"

The middle-aged man lying in a pool of blood didn't know why another person suddenly appeared in the room, and this person was still very weird. But life was passing fast, and the instinct to survive still made him cry for help.

Hearing this cry for help, Melvin's painful eyes flashed with a hint of horror, and then gradually calmed down.

Because he knows the other party's injuries, he will definitely die!

The aorta is cracked by a knife, and the blood will gush out like a spring, and the platelets will not have time to coagulate, and then stop the blood from flowing out. Therefore, the owner of the body is powerless, and can only watch his demonic blood gradually drain away, and then lose hope little by little in the struggle, and finally die in pain and despair.

"Why didn't you get knocked out? Aren't all people stunned like this on TV?" Zhang Fan raised his hand and looked at it, feeling that his strength was wrong, so he raised his hand and prepared to give him a look.

"Stop!" Seeing that something was wrong, Melvin hurriedly shouted to stop.

"Hey, aren't you struggling? Leave me alone, you keep struggling, I'll try again to see if I can stun you." ”

Zhang Fan made a gesture to fight. Melvin hurriedly dodged away, and said a little frantically, "You also believe it on TV!"

"It's okay, I'll try. ”

As soon as the words fell, Melvin only saw a black shadow flash, and then his eyes went black, and the whole person completely fainted.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying on a floor, and the wooden magic floor was in pain.

"Yo, are you awake, do you want to eat something?"

Zhang Fan raised the soy milk fritters in his hand. This thing has become popular here, and it seems that my Chinese cuisine has taken a big step forward in conquering the world.

"Where is this? Who are you? and where is my father?" said Melvin like a cannon.

"You're a bit of a problem, let's take our time. Zhang Fan swallowed the fritters, swallowed the soy milk, and said slowly after a while,

"First question, this is the Extraordinary Sword Gym, a sword gym dedicated to teaching the best swordsmen in the world, from the princes to the common people, there is no one who is not suitable for practicing our swordsmanship. As long as 998, extraordinary swordsmanship to take home. ”

"Second question, I am the owner here, you can call me Zhang Fan, a Chinese person. ”

"As for the third question, isn't it happy that your father is dead!"

After getting a definite answer, Melvin put his mind at ease, such a scumbag, it is really unreasonable not to die. So he got up and walked to Zhang Fan's side, took the fritters and soy milk by himself and ate them.

"Well, did I let you eat it?"

"Didn't you let it?"

"If you are told to eat, you will eat, and if you die, why don't you die?"

"Yes!"

Without a trace of undulating words, Zhang Fan had no temper. "Forget it, I'm going to keep you experimenting, and I'll spare you a life first. Zhang Fan touched his nose stupidly.

"How did he end up dying?" said Melvin suddenly.

"I'm broken, I'm happy. Zhang Fan replied angrily.

"It's ok. Melvin nodded, not knowing whether he was talking about food or Zhang Fan's way of handling it.

"Can you know what is going on in people's hearts?" asked Melvin after a moment.

"No, you can only sense emotional fluctuations. Zhang Fan began to practice stabbing.

"That's a shame!"

"What's a pity. I know that a person can know other people's thoughts, and then do you know what happened to him? lame!" Zhang Fan said casually.

(Sorry, I didn't update until now.) ）