Leng Tie watched in a daze as Mo Fan put the chip in his pocket, and only reacted after a while, and said angrily:

"You're me?!"

"Stop!" Mo Fan stretched out his hand and stopped the cold iron that was about to get angry.

"I never joke when it comes to commissions related to money, it's my work ethic. So the person who shot the video, really me. ”

"You say it's you, it's you?" Leng Tie grabbed Mo Fan's neck, and wanted to subdue him to retrieve the savings chip.

Mo Fan lightly dodged the attack, and at the same time took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and said:

"If you don't believe me, I have a video as proof, and there are other clips in it that Brother Easy didn't release."

As he spoke, he clicked on one of the videos and approached to play it to Leng Tie.

After Leng Tie looked at it for more than ten seconds, his face became even more angry, and he swung his fist at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was just a liar to him before, for the sake of the younger brother, it would be okay to repair him and get back the savings chip.

Now that he has suddenly become the enemy of the Three-Eyed Gang, the people above have emphasized the existence to be caught, and they have to kill him.

Mo Fan was like a boxer full of dodge points, shaking the combination punch that dodged the cold iron, and while putting away the mobile phone, he asked, "Do you believe it?" ”

Leng Tie was so upset by Mo Fan that he clenched his fist and slammed his chest twice, shouting:

"Don't run away like a fly, fight me like a man!"

The next moment, Mo Fan, who was two meters away from Leng Tie, suddenly stepped forward and punched Leng Tie's metal-covered chest.

Mo Fan controlled his strength in the realm of ordinary human beings, and without urging spiritual power, he only used seventy percent of his strength.

As soon as the punch fell, he only felt that the place where the hit was extremely flexible, and the metal skin on Leng Tie's body quickly dispersed the impact of his punch throughout his body.

Judging from the touch feedback on the punch, this punch did not hurt Leng Tie.

He looked at Leng Tie in surprise, not because of Leng Tie's ability to resist attacks, but because of the metallic skin on Leng Tie's body, which was similar to the ability he had cultivated during the skin refining period.

No wonder the explosive head said that the cold iron was the most capable of fighting he had ever seen, relying on this skin, let alone bare hands, even knives, blunt weapons and even small-caliber bullets could not break the defense of cold iron.

His punch failed to hurt Leng Tie, but it also knocked Leng Tie back three steps, knocking down the two younger brothers who wanted to step forward to help.

After standing firmly, Leng Tie patted his chest like dust, and said disdainfully: "Use some strength, haven't you eaten?" ”

Mo Fan stepped closer again, pushed out an elbow, and hit the same position in the chest of the cold iron.

Cold Iron's metallic skin was indeed difficult, but it was a pity that he encountered the ability that most restrained him.

Mo Fan shot this time, and his strength did not change, but he used two overlapping strengths.

The two forces were superimposed, so that the metal skin did not have time to disperse, and the energy penetrated through the skin into the cold iron body.

The muffled sound of a drum, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, exploded in the cold iron chest.

Leng Tie lowered his head in disbelief, opened his mouth, blood foam gushed out of his mouth, and the whole person fell to the ground as if he had been drained of his strength.

Mo Fan shook his head and said to the explosive head and the bar manager:

"You've all heard it, he made me work hard, it's the first time I've heard of such a cheap request."

There was a dead silence in the office, except for the cold iron that fell to the ground, and the more I tried harder, the fainter the sound of breathing.

"Boss!"

The exploding head shouted, and was about to step forward to check Leng Tie's injury, but before he reached Leng Tie, he felt his body light and flew up.

When he came back to his senses, he had already smashed on several younger brothers behind him, and several of them were thrown together.

Mo Fan withdrew his hand that fell off and exploded, "I'm in a hurry to go down to accompany your boss, I've been out to mix for so many years, don't you even know what to do now?" ”

The exploding head asked dumbfoundedly, "What should I do now?" ”

Mo Fan sighed and said, "Flee back to the gang to report the news." ”

"Can you let me go?"

"Get out."

"Oh."

The exploding head took a few younger brothers and ran out of the office crawling on the ground.

This time it was the bar manager's turn to panic, he picked up the walkie-talkie, and wanted to notify his subordinates to stop the person, but before it could be connected, the walkie-talkie was snatched away by Mo Fan and smashed on the table with a slap.

The bar manager was going crazy, "What are you doing here, do you know how much trouble it will cause if you let them go back to report the news, it's the Three Eyes Gang!" Not only you, but our store will also be unlucky! ”

Mo Fan clapped his hands, cleaned up the fragments of the walkie-talkie in his hand, and said slowly:

"Do you know why nine out of ten mercenaries are willing to do a big deal that can kill them, and the other one has to follow suit?"

"Why?"

Mo Fan: "Because the mercenary profession is to fight for your life to become famous, with fame, commissions will continue to come to you, which is equivalent to having money and status." ”

"I don't let them spread the news, and I don't let others know, the big thing that turned West City upside down was done by me Mo Fan, so wouldn't I do it in vain."

The bar manager looked at the explosive header who had already left the door and made a final struggle:

"But if you offend the Three-Eyed Gang, then you are not famous, but you are sending you to death!"

Mo Fan snorted, "If they could kill me, they would have done it a long time ago, compared to what I did before, those two videos that revealed the starry sky were as friendly as saying good morning to the Three-Eyed Gang." ”

The bar manager was completely helpless and sat down in his seat.

Mo Fan brought back the chair that had been pulled aside by the exploding head, sat down opposite the bar manager, and said:

"I can show you the way, and I can help you deflect the anger of the Three Eyes Gang a little."

The bar manager sat up and asked, "What?" ”

"You preceded the Three-Eyed Gang and spread the word about what happened here today, including how I took out 500,000 federal coins from them, killed the cold iron, and admitted that I did the video."

The bar manager's eyes lit up, but he didn't dare to just make a decision, he looked at Mo Fan cautiously and asked, "You really don't mind?" ”

"As I said, I want to be famous, the kind of fame that all of West knows."

"Okay, since it's your request, I'll definitely find a way to help you do it."

Mo Fan: "You can arrange those things yourself, and what we want to talk about now should be another topic." ”

The bar manager frowned and thought for a moment, then saw the cold iron lying on the ground, and suddenly realized:

"You mean to get rid of him?"

"No, I'm saying that you use my interview video as a gimmick in my name to make money for fan cards."

The bar manager was speechless for a while, if someone else offended the Three Eyes, even if he was a fool, the first thing he thought about at the moment should be how to deal with the revenge of the Three Eyes.

How could he have guessed that Mo Fan was still thinking about this.

"If you say this, according to what you say, three or seven points, no, nine and one points! This money should be yours, we only take one percent, as the operating expenses of your fan club, and the remaining ninety, all to you! ”

"Don't you know, I've always earned this money with shame, so I raised the welfare threshold to gold fan members, otherwise the fan benefits would not only be given out 1,500 copies."

"How much?" Mo Fan's cheeks twitched.

"Fifteen hundred, fifteen hundred and seventy-eight to be exact. This includes the number of fans in the city of West and the surrounding Meteor Town, who applied remotely on the bar website. ”

Mo Fan leaned back in the chair, the whole person was a little confused, and asked, "Your membership benefits, is to send the video directly to the other party." ”

The bar manager nodded and said, "However, the video is encrypted and cannot be copied and stored, and can only be watched on the device that receives the video." ”

"But with the device, you can watch it with others."

"Yes."

Mo Fan rubbed his nose, "I'm thinking, how many people in West City haven't seen me dance." ”

The bar manager honestly said, "There are still a lot of people who haven't seen it, but after the news of today's events gets out and your reputation spreads in the city of West, that video will soon be seen by everyone." ”

Mo Fan was silent for a while, raised his head and said, "You tell me the truth, is it really okay for me to dance, if it's ugly, I don't need to make up another one?" ”