The manager of the Big Bird Bar, although he really wanted Mo Fan to shoot another paragraph, recalled the appearance of him beating Leng Tie to death with one punch and elbow, and still didn't dare to take the initiative to speak, so he could only hint:

"In my opinion, that part is already excellent, and of course, if you have this hobby, we don't mind preparing the second installment."

"I don't have this hobby."

After discussing the matter of dividing the money, Mo Fan mentioned the cold iron on the ground and said to Potter:

"I'll borrow the car."

Potter tossed the car keys to Mo Fan and asked, "Will you come back later?" ”

"Let's change the scene, you go and choose a place first, I'll deal with this guy and I'll go back to you."

Mo Fan asked the bar manager for a body bag, opening a bar in Yefeng Town, body bags are a necessary consumable, the bar brother is very caring, and he brought in seven colors for him to choose from.

He chose the most modest black and stuffed the cold iron into the bag.

Seeing that Mo Fan was leaving, the bar manager came out from behind his desk, leaned in and whispered:

"You're still an employee of our bar, so popular that people from nearby towns come by car, have you ever thought about returning once in a while and making a cameo?"

"You don't need to perform in public like everyone else, and only give back to those hardcore fans who are at the top of the fan list, or 91 points, what do you think?"

Mo Fan reached out and patted the bar manager's shoulder,

"That's a good idea, but ah......"

"If you want to get it 100%, no problem, we just make a reputation......"

Mo Fan pressed the hand on the bar manager's shoulder, slammed down hard, and smashed the bar manager's face on the desk, if he hadn't paid attention to proportion, he would have smashed the manager's head this time.

He grabbed the manager by the neck, lifted the bloodied manager into the air, and put it in front of him.

"But you're kicking your nose in the face a little. I haven't settled the account with you yet, I really thought I would be dirty, so I wouldn't kill you, right? ”

The bar manager didn't think that Mo Fan turned his face faster than turning a book, and one second he was still worried about the fans' account sharing, and the next moment he also said that he would make money, which would hurt people.

But the quality of a professional manager made him smile professionally even if his nose was broken, his teeth were broken, and his face was covered with blood:

"I'm sorry I made a mistake at work and caused you trouble."

Mo Fan pulled two pieces of paper from his desk, wiped them on the bar manager's face as if he were wiping furniture with a rag.

"You see this is a trouble, I'm a lover of peace, I can sit down and discuss, I don't like to do things. Learn to be smart next time, or I'll have to bother dealing with the new manager. ”

"Understood, understood."

Mo Fan threw the bar manager back to his seat, dragged up the black body bag, and left the Big Bird Bar.

Tucking the body bag into the trunk of the Potter's car, he turned on the radio, tuned into the rock channel, and drove towards the Smelly River.

On the way, he received a transfer from the bar manager.

The Mo Fan fan area of Big Bird Bar currently has a total of 6,500 registered fans.

Among them, there are 1,578 gold fans, and 5,000 ordinary silver fans.

The initiation fee for Silver fans is 50 federal coins, and after becoming a fan, you can get two random photos as a small benefit.

With just two photos, 5,000 people are willing to join the fan group, and the reason is that the two photos randomly distributed have a 1 in 50 probability of drawing Mo Fan's high-quality makeup photos when he passed the interview.

A photograph of the whole body wearing only a red bow tie.

The entrance fee for gold fans is a bit more expensive, 500 federal coins per person.

The entrance fees of all fans are added up, deducting 15% of the taxes that must be paid, leaving about 900,000.

Ninety-one was divided, and 810,000 fell into Mo Fan's hands, which happened to reimburse the cost of buying RPG-80.

I don't know if the opponents who died under his RPG-80 in the future would be able to imagine that the bullets that killed them were earned by selling striptease videos and fruit photos.

Being killed by a striptease RPG rocket is very good to think about, and if he blows up West's City Hall with a rocket, and then uses this experience to write a rock 'n' roll song, it should become a hit.

Coming to the stinky river, Mo Fan took out the cold iron whose body temperature was as cold as iron and took it out of the trunk.

Looking at the metal skin that covered Leng Tie's entire upper body, he began to worry.

How do you peel this thing?

Starting with the scalp?

Then this craft is the same as the beautiful Chinese culture, and the latest leather boots that Mei Taizu likes are all contributed by the Indian brothers who can't touch the scalp.

Although it has not been passed down for several generations in total, it can be regarded as one of the few ancestral arts.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and when it comes to being a pervert, he has to be the most civilized guy with a mouth.

He tugged at the skin on Leng Tie's chest, thinking that if it really didn't work, he would throw it away.

Who knew that this pull directly ripped off the entire layer of metal skin.

Looking at the torn part, he realized that the metal skin was covered with a layer of flexible metal skin on top of the original skin of the cold iron.

The designers thought about recycling, and while the implanter survives, the metal skin will be closely connected to the implanter's original skin, like a real layer of skin.

When the implant dies, the metal skin automatically detachs from it, making it easy to recycle and reuse.

Mo Fan lifted the metal skin in his hand, and while sighing at the designer's ingenuity and intimacy, he kicked the cold iron into the stinky river.

The cold iron fell into the abyssally turbid river of stinky water, and slowly sank in a burst of boiling dense bubbles.

That's where the stinky river comes in.

Children who grew up in Yefeng Town, as long as the family education is better, parents will educate their children from an early age, not to judge people by their appearance.

Tell children that no matter how ugly people are, there will be a sparkle within them. Usually at this time, parents will use the stinky river as an example.

Just like the stinky river that surrounds the town, no matter how dirty, smelly and poisonous, it is also loved by many people, and people will drive to the river every night for a walk.

Of course, if the children ask at this time, "What are the advantages of the stinky water river, which can attract people to go for a walk?" ”

Parents will probably say:

"Because it is poisonous enough, if the corpse is thrown in, it will not be long before even the bones and slag will be gone, and it is the best place to destroy the corpse."

At least when Mo Fan was a child, his parents taught him like this.

This shows the importance of education, and mastering these life tips can avoid a lot of troubles in life.

After dealing with the cold iron, Mo Fan looked at the metal skin in his hand, thinking about taking it back to drink, the impact was not good, so he was ready to take advantage of the fact that there was no one at the moment, and just integrate it into his body here.

He took out the two bottles of wine that Shi Shun had left from the Big Bird Bar, washed away the smell of sweat on his metal skin, and then he ran the Great Refinement Body Method, and entered a state of selflessness.

I saw him grab the metal skin, as if he was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt, and put it on his body, and the metal skin melted into his body and disappeared.

When the fusion was over, he opened his eyes, feeling the changes after fusing the metallic skin.

The function of the metal skin, just like that of cold iron, is to disperse the impact of the blow on the body, and to have a certain bulletproof effect.

The effect of the metallic skin is similar to the ability of his skin refining stage, and after the two phases are fused, there is a special change.

The effect of refining the skin after fusing the metal skin is greatly enhanced.

In the past, the effect of his skin refining could only block small-caliber pistols, but now after the mutation, the common civilian firearms on the market are difficult to hurt him unless they are replaced with armor-piercing bullets.

And it strengthens not just the upper body, but all the skin of the body.

To test this ability, he took out his usual large-caliber revolver and shot himself in the thigh.

To prevent playing, he was condensing the spiritual power in the hit part in advance, even if the skin was pierced, the flesh and blood blessed by the spiritual power were enough to block the bullet.

The results of the experiment were even better than he expected.

His skin not only blocked the close-range shots of the large-caliber revolver, the impact of the bullets that hit him, but was also evenly dispersed throughout the body.

He felt even the slightest tremor.

The mutation of the skin refining ability made him find that if the part of the prosthetic body he fused coincided with the part that he had refined with the body refining technique, it was very likely that it would be like a metal skin, and the ability of the prosthetic body and his ability to refine the body would be completely fused, and the mutation would become a more powerful ability.

His now tempered parts are skin, flesh, blood, and bones.

The prosthetic body and blood, he hadn't heard much of it, and if he wanted to get the ability mutation again, he could only start with the prosthetic bones.

When I go back to Jack Wang, I will ask if they can get a prosthetic body about bones.

Driving back to town, he noticed that Potter had gone around and finally chosen the location of the Howling Werewolf.

In the previous time at the Big Bird Bar, although Potter remained calm throughout the whole time, he was actually very shocked.

There was nothing that could no longer irritate him.

Everything that happened tonight was stimulating him.

went up to the head-on conflict between Mo Fan and the Three Eyes Gang, and killed Leng Tie with his bare hands on the spot. and the two videos on the cusp of the storm recently, which turned out to be the secret that they were all from Mo Fan's hands.

When it came down, Mo Fan actually applied for a striptease cowherd, and he could sell millions of federal coins just by relying on the interview video and fruit photos.

And what hit him the most was that Mo Fan was so famous because he participated in the Death Racing Competition, but few of Mo Fan's fans knew him.

Under all kinds of stimuli, Potter was so angry that he even launched a challenge to Mo Fan to fight for alcohol, trying to win back a city in terms of alcohol.

Needless to say, Potter vomited five times in the bar toilet before being carried away by Mo Fan and yelling at the werewolf.

When I returned to the Ruyi office, it was already three o'clock in the middle of the night.

An Xin hadn't slept yet, watching TV on the sofa.

Mo Fan sat next to her on the sofa, took the beer she had put on the ground, and poured it into his mouth.

Potter ordered all the high-quality liquor at the bar, and risked his life to exchange it with him, just in time to drink some beer to sober up.

An Xin kicked him dissatisfied, took a new bottle of beer and opened it, and then said:

"I heard that you made a lot of limelight today."

"You're pretty well-informed."

"The middleman eats the intelligence business, and if I don't receive this kind of information within twenty minutes, it means that I should retire."

Mo Fan shrugged his shoulders and asked, "Will the Three-Eyed Gang completely turn their faces and bring tens of thousands of junior brothers directly to Wildwind Town?" ”

An Xin yawned and said nonchalantly, "Just wait and see." ”

"Miss An Xin, I read that right, you can really cover it."

As the alcohol surged, Mo Fan was a little sleepy, got up and prepared to go back to the house to sleep.

When I walked to the staircase, An Xin's voice came from behind.

"You've been preparing lately, familiarize yourself with my car, and you need to be a driver for a job in two days."

Mo Fan turned his head and said, "Who is the client, what kind of vision, he actually only hired me as a driver." ”

"I'm the client."

"He is my middleman, who understands me too well and knows that what I am best at is driving. What are we going to do, take you for a ride? ”

"It's not a big deal, just go to the stronghold of the Three Eyes Gang in the next town and take a look at what the Three Eyes Gang is smuggling in those waybills you found before."