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Chapter 961 Imprisonment

Seeing Mu Fan's hovering left hand, the agent outside the door grinned, with an indescribable sense of relief on his face.

"What, are you afraid of being poisoned?"

"You don't have to eat it."

The agent's tone was sarcastic.

He was happy to see Mu Fan's hesitation. It felt really good to set up a bet for others.

Mu Fan raised his head and looked at the other person's mocking eyes, and the corners of his calm mouth curved slightly.

Then he grabbed it with his left hand, and Mu Fan casually picked up the sticky nutritious meal and stuffed it into his mouth.

He chewed heavily and looked calm.

At this moment, Mu Fan's aura was as heroic as that of a hero eating large pieces of meat by the campfire.

There was no trace of discomfort or even dissatisfaction on his face.

The agent's eyes widened and he looked at Mu Fan in astonishment.

"You're not afraid..."

Mu Fan swallowed the food in one gulp, then reached out to grab it again. He raised his head when he heard these words, "Why are you afraid? Let's try it together?"

Naturally, the agent didn't know that the watch on Mu Fan's left hand had quietly tested the bowl of food.

Hei couldn't see the appearance of this bowl of food, but a quick inspection revealed that this bowl of food contained extremely high energy and vitamins.

So this is a quite qualified food for Mr. Hei.

On this point, Mu Fan and Hei's views are surprisingly consistent.

"You!" Anger flashed across the agent's face, and he opened his mouth to insult.

"Me?" Mu Fan sneered, grabbing a ball of sticky nutritious meal with his left hand and flicking it!

The sticky white food passed through the ventilation window and hit the agent in the face instantly.

With a bang, the agent lying on the door was knocked away by the ball of food, and his back hit the wall on the other side of the corridor. He covered his eyes in pain with his hands and howled miserably.

Naturally, this sound was also clearly transmitted into other sealed detention rooms.

For a moment, several pairs of eyes appeared in the gaps in the ventilation window, and they listened quietly to the shrill curses of the agent outside.

This is the first time I heard this sound in so many years.

"Damn guy."

"You sneak attack trash!"



The insults are endless.

Mu Fan sneered, stood up, walked to the ventilation window, and said calmly to the outside: "Watch your mouth."

The ventilation windows were heavily closed.

The agent whose eyes were smashed red couldn't open his eyes with tears. He staggered up and roared angrily when he heard these words: "Don't even think about eating anything from now on. You won't even think about eating until you die."

Something!"

"md!"

Amidst the angry curses, the agent walked out holding on to the wall.

Mu Fan, who was standing inside the door, lowered his head, imprinting these words into his brain word for word, and his brows gradually knitted together.

Until death?

The information contained in these four words is very important.

Aren't you ready to let me out?

Sure enough, you have to rely on yourself for everything.

Mu Fan turned his head and looked at the bowl of sticky food on the ground, sat down expressionlessly, grabbed a large handful and stuffed it into his mouth.

This food was much better than the days when he survived in the wilderness.

Only with food can we live.



After Ying Lin'er escaped during this period, she has become more and more accustomed to the pattern of the mysterious pursuer behind her.

The female leader of the Imperial Intelligence Agency, the Wutong Guard, finally revealed her astonishing talent for espionage.

After bypassing the good-for-nothing second generation An Tianming, she once again concentrated on dressing up as a wealthy lady in her mid-twenties, and gracefully attended the ball held by Senator Bentham in the House of Commons.

The key character at this dance is Mr. Jin, a senior official of the Air Traffic Control Bureau who controls an external air route.

However, just when everything was going well, Ying Lin'er, the seventh princess of the empire, left the ball leisurely and was halfway through...

She finally found out that she was being targeted.

And this time, the opponent didn't seem to intend to hide his traces, but instead surrounded him from all directions.

"There's no need to run away, Miss Ji Ying, can we talk?"

When the man in black who used a mechanical arm to leave a construction truck behind him appeared.

Princess Ying Lin'er finally understood that with such a superb tracking ability and the blatant display of strength at this moment, the one she was facing might be... the X-Intelligence Agency from the Federation!

"Part 1?" Ying Lin'er covered her mouth and said with a sweet smile. At this moment, the four braids on the back of her head turned into the wavy hair of a famous lady.

But as she spoke, Ying Liner tore her long skirt down from the neckline.

With the sound of ripping silk, the expensive dress was torn open with one hand, revealing a black hot pants vest with a gun and a dagger stuck inside!

In just one second, she transformed from a noble socialite into a dangerous female leopard. Her beautiful eyes that were originally innocent, now narrowed to reveal a cold and dangerous sheen.

Members of the imperial family will never be allowed to be captured!

When the man in black heard this, his eyebrows behind his sunglasses jumped in surprise, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"I actually know the name of department x. It looks like a really big fish."

Moving the robotic arm, the agent walked forward with a smile.

Although the little female leopard in front of her looks full of danger, to Agent X, this...

"Bang!"

There was a gunshot.

Ying Lin'er held the handle of the gun tightly with both hands, white smoke rising from the muzzle.

Her narrow, upturned eyes glanced sideways, her body suddenly jumped to her side, the muzzle of the gun in her hand was pointed forward, and she pulled the trigger again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three more gunshots were fired in succession.

Ding ding ding, a series of sparks appeared in front of the man in black.

"Do you think shooting will help?"

The man in black opened his palm, and the bullet, still breathing hot air, slowly fell from his palm.

Ying Lin'er's expression didn't change at all, but she rolled onto the ground and leaned against the engineering vehicle, aiming her gun at the opponent again.

The cold touch of the engineering vehicle came to her back, and the temperature in Ying Lin'er's heart began to cool down a little bit.

"How will you know if you don't try?"

But Ying Lin'er's hands didn't tremble at all.

Her eyes were still looking calmly at all the opportunities to escape, but this time the goddess of luck didn't seem to be on her side.

"Resist tenaciously." The man in black's voice became colder, he paused with his right hand, and then swung it forward suddenly.

The mechanical palm detached from the arm in an instant, and struck straight towards Ying Lin'er like a cannonball!

Buzz…

Just when the man in black raised his arm, there seemed to be a gentle tremor in the sky.

Then a blazing flame wheel of light rotated and fell from the sky!

Like a shooting star flashing across the night sky.

Bang!

There was a heavy crash and countless sparks flew.

A thick saber burning with flames was thrust into the ground.

The man in black's eyes behind his sunglasses turned cold. He pulled his right hand back violently, and the fist that was knocked away instantly retracted.

Boom, boom.

Two tall, burly figures with a breath of silence and blood fell heavily between the man in black and Ying Lin'er!

The ground trembled heavily, two shock waves spread out from under their feet, and dust flew everywhere.

The man was over two meters tall, wearing blood-colored full-body armor, and his face was covered by a red visor. The huge red scythe, which was more than three meters tall, was slung behind his back in his right hand, looking like a ferocious ghost from hell.

The other man was slightly shorter by more than ten centimeters and was wearing heavy fire-colored armor, with only his cold face exposed under his white hair.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Ying Lin'er who had a flash of surprise on his face with his blue eyes. He looked away after a second, and then looked at the opposite side with an expressionless face...

The muzzles of the guns raised at the same time.


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