When Wang Fan noticed that the middle-aged man was coming to kill him, he felt a sneer in his heart.
He is not afraid that this guy will come out, but he is afraid that this guy won't come out.
A mere seventh-level King Realm dared to challenge a strong Saint Realm man like him. He was so impatient.
If he hadn't been afraid that there was a top-notch expert on board the spaceship, he would have killed the middle-aged man in the servant area long ago. How could he have endured it until now?
Almost as soon as the middle-aged man rushed out, Wang Fan had already quickened his pace and walked into the distance.
His hands also started to dance, and he arranged a series of barrier restrictions, which were added to the restrictions placed by the deacon.
While preventing the deacon from detecting his mental power, it also blocked his perception.
Because Wang Fan arranged the restriction too quickly, and because the middle-aged man's cultivation level was too different from his, the middle-aged man didn't notice it at all.
He only saw Wang Fan turning into a corner, and then rushed over.
When he rushed to the corner, his figure suddenly stopped and his eyes became stunned.
Because he discovered that Wang Fan did not continue running, but just stood there.
"Who asked you to deal with me? As long as you tell me, I will give you a pleasure." Wang Fan stared at the middle-aged man calmly, and while speaking, he once again arranged a few restrictions.
"How dare you speak so loudly even if you are a piece of trash!" The middle-aged man suddenly came back to his senses when he heard Wang Fan's words.
As he roared, he opened his right hand and directly grabbed a bone-chilling ice sword. As he swung the ice sword, it stirred up the frost in the sky and stabbed Wang Fan crazily.
A terrifying chill spread over Wang Fan's body. If Wang Fan's cultivation level were any worse, he would probably be frozen into an ice sculpture.
It's a pity that the middle-aged man is not very good at cultivation, or the ice sword is not of a high enough level. Although the cold is compelling, it is far from a threat to him.
Wang Fan snorted coldly. He didn't even have the intention to take action. He just stretched out his two fingers and suddenly waved and pinched them.
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The chill that filled the sky had been dispelled, and immediately there was a clang, and the ice sword was tightly clamped in Wang Fan's hand.
The middle-aged man was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.
It's unbelievable that someone can clamp his ice sword so easily, and when he slashes it with all his strength, this is too unbelievable, isn't it?
Cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and the middle-aged man finally realized that he was far from Wang Fan's opponent.
The moment he realized this scene, the first thing the middle-aged man did was not to beg for mercy, but to shout to the deacon not far away, "Deacon Liu, save me."
Unfortunately, although his voice was loud, it was blocked by the barrier set up by Wang Fan, and there was no way to spread it.
"Tell me, who sent you to kill me? I will only give you one last chance. If you can't seize it, don't blame me for being rude." Wang Fan didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man's shouting and spoke again.
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The middle-aged man finally realized something was wrong.
Deacon Liu was not far away, so there was no reason why he couldn't hear his cry for help. But now, Deacon Liu didn't respond at all. Could it be...
"It's Zhuang Cheng..." The middle-aged man thought of this and quickly spoke.
Unfortunately, he was only halfway through his words when Wang Fan's finger was already on his forehead.
flutter!
A stream of blood overflowed, and the middle-aged man died here.
Wang Fan burned the middle-aged man's body on fire and immediately left the place and ran towards the deacon.
He felt a little depressed. The middle-aged man's answer was so slow that he didn't even have time to stop.
Within the barrier, a tall and thin man
The man was standing there bored, staring in the direction of the servant area.
He felt a little unhappy. To deal with a mere domestic servant and to ask him to come in person was simply killing a chicken with a knife.
It's a pity that the person named Zhuang has an unusual identity. He doesn't dare to offend him, so he can only come here once.
"That loser is so slow. He hasn't even taken care of that servant yet. He's so useless."
Deacon Liu couldn't help but curse, but soon his expression changed and his voice stopped abruptly.
Because in front of him, a person appeared silently.
He had no idea who this person was or when he appeared.
It was as if this person had always been in front of him, but he didn't notice it.
"You, who are you? I am the steward of the spaceship. If you touch me, you will not end well." Steward Liu said in a trembling voice, while trying to summon up his spiritual energy to leave here.
Unfortunately, he was horrified to find that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move even half a step.
"You don't need to worry about who I am, you just need to answer me a question. Who sent you here, and where is the person who sent you here now?"
Wang Fan looked at Deacon Liu and asked with a smile.
"Yes, it's Zhuang Chengjie. He, he asked me to come. He lives in Room 3 of the high-class cabin." Deacon Liu replied in a trembling voice without any hesitation at all.
"Okay, you can get out."
"Remember, don't tell anyone what's going on between us. Otherwise, you know the consequences."
Wang Fan left a word and disappeared.
He did not kill the deacon named Liu, firstly because the guy had not had time to do anything to him, and secondly because he was afraid that killing the deacon would have a big impact.
What's more, he's just an ant, and he hasn't had time to provoke him yet.
He was really too lazy to kill.
Wang Fan's mental energy spread out crazily and soon spread throughout the entire spacecraft. At the same time, he could already see the people in Room 3 of the high-class cabin.
The moment he saw this person, Wang Fan immediately understood. It turned out to be that feminine young man. No wonder.
The other monks who participated in the assessment all lived in the lower-class cabin, but this guy was in the higher-class cabin.
Not only that, he was able to ask the spaceship steward to do things for him, which was obviously not easy.
However, no matter how simple it is, it is just an ant to Wang Fan. Since this guy wants to deal with him, don't blame him for retaliating with tooth.
While Wang Fan was thinking about this, he had already stepped into the high-class cabin.
As for the spaceship guard guarding the entrance, to Wang Fan, it was just a decoration and had no effect at all.
High class room 3.
The feminine young man, Zhuang Chengjie, frowned and seemed a little unhappy.
Guo Gaitian was still standing respectfully behind him, not daring to say a word.
"What's going on? It's been so long. Why haven't you solved that Wang Fan and brought that Han Rou here? Is there something wrong?"
Zhuang Chengjie couldn't help but ask, but unfortunately, Guo Gaitian couldn't give him an answer.
Cursing again, at a certain moment, Zhuang Chengjie finally couldn't help but said, "Guo Gaitian, go see what's going on and report to me immediately."
"Yes." Guo Gaitian was like an obedient pug, not daring to refute at all, and the arrogance from before was no longer visible.
After he responded respectfully, he turned around and walked out.
Unfortunately, before he could leave the room, a cold voice came in, "You don't have to look, I've already taken care of those two losers."
This chapter has been completed!