Mu Fan appeared on a bank intertwined with dense water plants and soaked his right arm in the cold river water, and the blood on his arm was gradually washed away.
This cold river water is also stimulating Mu Fan's brain. Before he returns to a safe area, the dark breath will remain on, so now his brain is thinking at a rapid pace.
The two people just now felt like two cold humanoid weapons to him, and their methods were all so sophisticated. Their actions were not at all like those star thieves he had killed before.
He did not feel the ferocity from these two people, but instead felt a sense of incomparable disregard for life.
Treat human life as nothing!
So, sorry.
When it comes to life and death, I always choose the former.
What Mu Fan can conclude now is that these two people are very clear that their target is him, and they are assigned by others.
"Black, is there anything abnormal?"
"No abnormal signals were detected! The people who assassinated you were very professional, and they might not have even used any communication facilities at all." Hei's news made Mu Fan's heart a little heavier. Things were getting more and more complicated, and he might really have succeeded.
A must-kill target in some people's eyes.
But there must be a reason for all this! It must be investigated clearly.
"Okay, let's get through the exam first. Now my left arm is seriously injured. Please help me plan the route."
Mu Fan stood up and started running without making any sound under his feet.
After safely bypassing the guard post, Mu Fan turned back to the city again, but this time the route he took was through various dark and damp corners.
While passing by a garbage incineration plant, Mu Fan sneaked in and threw his blood-stained clothes into it, which quickly turned into ashes.
Then he took a coat and a cap that had just been washed and dried in the garbage recycling area. After putting them on, except for a slight abnormality in his left arm, Mu Fan could no longer see the slightest difference. He was completely an ordinary resident.
Mu Fan pressed his hat and asked in a low voice: "How long will it take?"
"Take a left at the second intersection one kilometer ahead. The third black iron gate is the warehouse of the drugstore. Walk over and I will open it for you."
Five minutes later, Mu Fan held the stolen anti-inflammatory drugs, bandages and a bottle of B-grade repair fluid in his hands. With these, he could treat his wounds to the greatest extent.
When Mu Fan returned like an ordinary guest staying in a hotel, the receptionist at the hotel door looked at him with doubtful eyes and stopped paying attention.
The clues provided by the police are too vague. Who knows who it is? I'm so stuck.
The waiter was ready to go to sleep for another five minutes.
No danger.
Mu Fan had just noticed something unusual near this hotel, but no one seemed to notice him.
"Don't look around. I've processed all the video data. Those people can't see it. Don't worry." Hei's calm voice came. It was obvious that he had been watching Mu Fan and every move around him through the surveillance system.
Um.
Mu Fan nodded slightly and walked into the suspended elevator without any abnormality, and then returned to his room.
When the door is closed.
Mu Fan fell heavily on the bed. The tense nerves finally let go, and the arm that had been suppressed now released huge pain.
After stopping the dark breathing, the state of absolute calm, the pain nerve returned to his own perception.
Burning, tearing, and numbness appear alternately in the left arm.
Mu Fan carefully took off his coat, and then saw his bloody left arm. There was actually a large piece of flesh missing, and the scorched bone texture that had been burned by the high temperature could be seen.
Fortunately, I hid quickly. Without that intuitive reminder, I would have died long ago.
Pour the anti-inflammatory medicine and the bottle of repair solution onto your wound.
hiss!
Mu Fan took a deep breath, then held back his voice and used his teeth to help tie the bandage.
After everything was taken care of, Mu Fan lay down heavily on the soft big bed, looking up at the ceiling.
Tomorrow's exam suddenly becomes gloomy.
…
But not far away, the fat man frowned at Tianxun and sent his third message.
"Mu Fan, where is your kid and why is he missing?"
"Fat brother is very worried about you..."
"Meng Saofan, speak!"
Alas, the fat man reluctantly put down the Tianxun in his hand. He also tried to log in to the PO Battle Network just now, but did not see Mu Fan.
If it weren't for this guy's amazing strength, I really would have called the police.
Picking up a copy of "Alexandrite Food Experience" lying on the table, the fat man studied the ingredients of the above several delicacies by himself, focusing on the dessert section.
In this afternoon's electronic simulation of the encounter, Fatty successfully dispatched the transportation team according to Hamburg's two-to-one pattern.
I heard that there will be a simulation of the campaign mode tomorrow, and Fat Brother is now looking for some inspiration.
Well, this hot dog is okay, and this lava cake is good.
Can I consider using temperature differences to carry out transportation between forms?
Hahahaha, this young master is indeed a genius!
The fat man was stunned and started looking through the album frantically.
…
When Mu Fan showed up at the Jinjilan Fighting Arena on time the next day, almost everyone at the scene had gathered.
He was wearing a long-sleeved jacket today and was not going to take it off. His left arm has recovered well, but now he feels itchy.
Mu Fan could feel the subtle flow of blood, thanks to his special physique.
It's just that he can't use his left arm now, and it's still wrapped in a thick bandage, so he needs to wear a coat to cover it up.
Eli and Pajie saw Mu Fan saying hello, and then wondered why the taciturn young man opposite seemed to look particularly bad today.
It's a little pale, Eli looked carefully and confirmed.
Didn't you get a good rest?
It's a pity that Mu Fan didn't say anything after nodding, but closed his eyes to rest.
The major from yesterday appeared again, walked to the high platform, and shouted to the candidates waiting for the exam:
"Today's battle begins, the top 100 will get the final qualifications, everyone, keep moving forward!"
Final entry?
Mu Fan's eyes were closed and he suddenly opened them. He had never received this news before.
There was also a murmur of discussion at the scene. It was obvious that the military's move this time caught everyone off guard.
"Keep quiet, the game begins." The major's voice was decisive and decisive, without giving any explanation.
"The first round of competition has begun. Please note that there are 1,021 candidates this time, and one person will have a bye."
"No. 399 versus No. 1117, Fighting Stage No. 1."
"No. 602 versus No. 1707, Fighting Stage No. 2."
…
"Bye in this round: Candidate No. 1578. Fighting Stage No. 60."
When the last announcement echoed in the huge fighting arena, Mu Fan heard his exam number.
Own?
Bye?
Everyone started looking for the lucky guy. Although he had to fight against a level 17 military personnel during the bye, it was much more reliable after all.
No one who can enter the top 1000 is a soft persimmon.
When Mu Fan stood up, the people who were searching carefully were in an uproar again.
It's him?
Such a master actually got a bye.
Everyone on and off the stage breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this scary young man had a bye.
Mu Fan had already seen the officer's appearance.
Star blue straight military uniform, rank of second lieutenant.
There was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes, and he was still holding...