Due to reality, Mo Fan finally gave up this high-level travel method carried by eight ghosts and ordered these guys to play freely.

The so-called free exercise means that when you see humans, you break your limbs and grab them, waiting for Mo Fan to harvest them. As for whether you will catch them or not, it is not within Mo Fan's consideration.

Losing the "Eight-Rolled Coffin", Mo Fan could only look around on foot. After his strength soared, he really did whatever he wanted and wandered around.

Not to mention that, without those eight headless ghost guards, Mo Fan immediately looked much more bullied, and he had two essential materials for synthesizing fear.

Once the foreign plunderer approaches, he can sense it, so he doesn't need to find it himself. Soon, an outside plunderer will come to him automatically, which can save him a lot of effort.

Looking at the two people slowly coming out of the black fog not far away, Mo Fan raised his eyebrows and knew that it was the prey that was automatically delivered to the door.

These are two men in sharp contrast. One is huge, strong, and at least two meters tall. He has a fierce look and a huge hammer on his shoulder. He is also more fierce with an unhealed scar on his side.

The other one is short, thin, skinny, and looks less than one meter tall. He holds two small daggers in his hand. If it weren't for the adult face, he would probably think that this was a malnourished child.

Just like this, the two of them were in a very distinctive way, walking side by side, it was really weird, but they both had a faint ferocious aura, showing that most of them were not easy to mess with.

Seeing that Mo Fan did not show any timidity and retreat, a trace of solemnity flashed in the short man's eyes. The plunderers who could survive to this time could not be brainless idiots.

Since the other party saw that neither of them wanted to retreat at all, it means that the other party was quite sure that they could be 1v2, otherwise they would not have stood there in a calm manner.

The strong man also thought of this, but he didn't care. In his opinion, no matter how powerful the other party was, he would smash the other party's head with the hammer in his hand!

The three of them present had no intention of retreating and running away. It seemed that both sides had absolute confidence in their own strength and were about to usher in a battle without nonsense. If you win, you will live, and if you lose, you will die!

As the distance approaches, both sides are tense, full of gunpowder, and murderous aura is everywhere in the air, and they may start a sudden move at any time.

"Sorry, everyone, please disturb me!"

At this moment, accompanied by a thick sound, a man with upper body naked and shirtless, showing explosive muscles slowly walked out of the black mist beside him.

"Sizi!"

The shirtless man was dragging a huge machete in his hand, looking extremely wild and domineering, dragging it on the concrete floor at will, accompanied by a harsh sound, sparks were produced.

"Two, this prey belongs to mine. I guess you have no objection?" The shirtless man spoke in an extremely arrogant tone. He was clearly asking for comments, but this tone did not mean to ask for comments.

It was clearly saying, "This prey belongs to me, you two get out quickly." No wonder the strong man and the short man immediately showed a hint of anger on their faces.

But thinking about it, this shirtless man could clearly hide in the dark and wait for both sides to fight to the death, and then take action halfway through, maybe he could reap the benefits of the fisherman.

But he didn't do this, but instead walked out in such a high-profile manner and announced it swagger, which shows that he was extremely confident in his own strength and believed that even if three people on the field were dealing with him together, he would be fine at all. It can be imagined that his personal strength is absolutely quite strong.

Unfortunately, the irritable and strong man didn't buy his neck at all, and cursed angrily without any mercy: "What are you? You dare to compete for prey with me? Get away, otherwise I will kill you first!"

"Oh, why? I'm not convinced?" The shirtless man raised his eyebrows and jokingly looked, then he carried the giant knife on his shoulder at will, and said domineeringly, "Then this is better, I'll solve you two first!"

"So wonderful? Am I late?"

At the same time, another strange voice suddenly rang out, a sharp female voice that successfully attracted the attention of everyone present.

I saw a hot young woman in the thirty-year-old was floating there steadily in a low altitude of six or seven meters. She had a faint smile on her face and a pair of black flesh wings gently patting the air behind her, looking quite elegant.

"Where did you come from? You don't have anything to do here, get away!" The shirtless man was so arrogant that he seemed to be not afraid of several people dealing with him together, nor was he afraid of making enemies with others at all, and scolding him when he was upset when he saw others.

A cold light flashed in the young woman's eyes, but her face was still silent, and she still had a faint smile on her face, and she counterattacked: "This guy's mouth is so smelly, could he just eat his stool?"

"Do you want to die?" The shirtless man's eyes narrowed, his body full of murderous aura, and the black fog around him seemed to be moved by his powerful aura.

"I dare not, I dare not, I am still young, so how could I want to die?" The young woman waved her hand and said indifferently.

"Haha!" The shirtless man sneered and twisted his neck, "If you don't want to die, get away. Don't pretend to be weak with me here, it looks disgusting!"

"You guy, you haven't seen your strength yet, and your tone is quite good." Before the young woman could speak, the strong man could not stand the other party's arrogant personality. He ignored the dissuasion of the short man beside him and couldn't help but smash the ground with a sledgehammer in his hand and shouted, "Let me see it first, I really want to know if you guy has the capital to be arrogant!"

"Very good!" The shirtless man nodded, hooked his fingers at the people, and said with contempt, "Are you going one by one, or together?"

"You..." The irritable and powerful man was agitated and held the heavy hammer tightly. He couldn't help but rush forward and teach this extremely arrogant guy a lesson.

However, he was pulled and successfully stopped by the short man beside him. It seemed that he was quite listening to the short man.

However, the young woman always looked like she was smiling, not in a hurry at all, and would not be excited by verbal conflicts at all. She seemed to be sitting in the mountains and watching the tiger fight. It seemed that she would not take action easily without waiting for the perfect opportunity.

"Did you all forget that I am the protagonist of this time?" Mo, who had never existed, finally couldn't help but say silently... Friends reading books, you can search for "" and find this site as soon as possible.
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