"You are arrogant. If something goes wrong, there will be a monster. Be careful."
"I feel something is wrong, too. Isn't this a trap for you and me?"
Ning Fan said solemnly: "It may not be the case, but whether it is a trap or not, you will only know the situation now if you go in."
"You wait here, I'll go in first. If anything happens, you and I will work together to turn him upside down."
"Um!"
The two discussed it and Ning Fan walked towards the Welles base. It was indeed strange. Logically speaking, someone should be here.
But the current situation is more like a lurking beast waiting for its prey to come to your door automatically.
As he continued to get closer, there was still no danger, and Ning Fan entered the Welles base.
It has been rebuilt and restored to its original appearance.
As he walked inside, Ning Fan stopped. The lights around him were turned on, and a middle-aged man holding a samurai sword stood not far away.
"Miyamoto Ichiro!" Ning Fan frowned slightly.
This guy was obviously beaten to a pulp by his own fist power, and his reappearance now shows that his previous guess was correct. They are endless biochemical people, and if they kill one, they will create another one.
"The strong man from the East, we meet again." Miyamoto Ichiro said.
"I think your thinking has not recovered. Is it interesting that you are hiding behind and talking with a clone?"
"Haha, indeed, but we will meet soon, but before that, you can play with them first."
Just after he finished speaking, two more identical Ichiro Miyamoto came out.
Ning Fan said: "Then let's fight."
Without saying a word, the three of them rushed towards Ning Fan together. The three swords were sharply pointed, and the cold light swept over them along with the blades.
Ning Fan didn't dare to drag him down, so he immediately used his boxing skills, and violent power surged out.
boom!!!
Fighting the blade with his fist, Ning Fan was not at a disadvantage. The three of them used their fist skills to develop their fist intention during the attack.
Just when Ning Fan was attacking someone with rapid force, the other person unexpectedly predicted the direction of his attack.
After a clever attack, Ning Fan missed a blow and quickly exited.
Boo hoo hoo!!!
Fortunately, he escaped quickly, otherwise his clothes would not be as simple as being torn.
What surprised Ning Fan even more was how the opponent avoided it. He was quite confident in his speed.
"kill!"
Ning Fan rushed over and was shocked to find that the opponent had actually discovered his fist path.
He made targeted blocks or dodges, causing all of Ning Fan's attacks to fail.
Pulling away again, Ning Fan looked at the clothes that were cut on his chest and said: "I see, after the last battle, you analyzed my boxing style and took special measures."
"You know it's too late now. Just die. Your body will be dissected and decomposed into a brand new fighting machine."
"That's because you don't know anything about the power and extremes of the human body."
Ning Fan's eyes flashed with cold light, and the internal force of his body continued to roll, and the power leaked out, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
call out!!!
In the next second, he disappeared and rushed towards one of them.
The three Ichiro Miyamoto stood directly on the spot, constantly analyzing Ning Fan's movements in their databases.