Mu Fan narrowed his eyes. This was a result that neither he nor Hei had expected.
So he understood the other party's language very clearly.
Who are you?
Haha, do I need an explanation?
The situation in front of us is obviously that two aboriginal tribes are engaged in a firefight.
The law of the jungle is the law of the jungle.
From the time his adoptive parents died to living alone for more than ten years, he crawled out of the dead.
Therefore, Mu Fan was not prepared to pay attention to this matter.
Under the premise of truly understanding the truth of the matter, any rash action is undesirable.
Of course, except for special circumstances.
Therefore, Mu Fan raised his eyelids and glanced at the Red Stone Guards headed by Hawthorn with dull eyes. He could feel that the tall and thin warriors holding spears were all locking their eyes on him.
"Passing by."
After saying that, Mu Fan turned around and prepared to leave.
His eyes passed over Enoch's face. The dark, fat man's eyes did not look at him, but still looked at the Red Stone Guards over there with hatred.
I couldn't help but identify with this little boy in my heart.
A true brave man will never put his hope in others.
No matter how strong this little fat man is, his character is recognized by him.
However, this was not the reason for Mu Fan to take action.
His footsteps did not stop.
However, at this moment, Yin's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"You're just passing by in front of the Red Stone Tribe. Which tribe are you from? Why have I never seen your outfit before? Stop!"
Wow!
There was a roar of spears.
However, Mu Fan's footsteps did not stop.
Hawthorn's pupils flashed with viciousness, and he twisted the spear in his hand, about to shoot it out.
But at this moment, the little fat man who fell on the ground suddenly slapped the ground.
Boom.
The heavy tremor made Mu Fan couldn't help but look back.
In his field of vision, the dark and strong little fat man shot out like a cannonball.
That kind of strength and power...
Enough to crush the vast majority of people in the Galaxy Federation.
Just what suddenly appeared on the huge river beach stone... was a depression with a diameter of more than one meter and a depth of more than 10 centimeters. It was impossible for ordinary people to step out.
At this moment, Enoch's eyes were filled with despair and the madness of a last-ditch fight.
"Dad, I won't let you die!!"
"You bastard of the Red Stone Clan, Uncle Enoch is here!"
The little fat man's sonorous voice bloomed under the quiet night sky.
A ferocious look appeared on Hawthorn's face, and the muscles in his cheeks twitched, "Then I will stab you through today!"
The spear in his hand suddenly rotated while rubbing it hard, and then threw it hard.
At this moment, the air around the spear was twisted into a vortex that was visible to the naked eye.
The little fat man raised his sword high and wanted to chop it down.
But in Mu Fan's opinion, the instantaneous explosion of the guy with three blood marks on his face... was too fast.
It was so fast that the little fat man would be pierced by the spear before he could be chopped off with the waist knife.
only……
The cold breath of nether energy suddenly reminded him that a rather threatening biological energy was generated from the side and in front.
Just as Mu Fan looked over, a furious roar suddenly exploded.
"Enoch!!"
Beardsley, the burly man who seemed to everyone to be unconscious and losing his fighting ability.
At this moment, it bounced off the ground at a speed far exceeding that of Enoch.
Buzz!
Mu Fan felt his eardrums bulge heavily.
Then the burly body arrived first, like a violent bear, knocking Enoch away. At the moment Enoch flew across the air, he grabbed the little fat man's arm, swung it around, and threw him with all his strength.
The spear penetrated Beardsley's body again, but it did not penetrate completely.
The burly man looked up to the sky and roared: "Enoch! Bring the news back!! Teacher Xiao Wang needs you!!! The White Armor Tribe needs you!!"
The burly body suddenly fell to his knees.
With the last of his strength, Beardsley could only hold the spear with one hand to support his body to prevent him from falling completely.
The little fat man fell a full twenty meters away. He rolled up and looked at the figure behind him who was kneeling on his knees while his face was full of mud and tears.
At this moment, the innocence and tenderness that all children should have completely faded from their faces.
Enoch shouted with tears streaming down his face: "Dad!"
The whining voice was all stuck in his throat, and he had a ferocious face, letting big tears roll down, and nodded heavily.
Then he turned around and ran hard.
Teacher Xiao Wang needs him.
The White Armor Tribe needs him!
He wants to go back.
Men need to sacrifice.
Dad, Enoch will definitely avenge you!
The seeds of hatred took root and sprouted in his heart at this moment.
"Did you run away, little bastard?"
Hawthorn saw that his perfect hunts were being destroyed one after another by this big prey, and the violence in his heart finally reached its peak.
He suddenly pulled out a bone scimitar about 80 centimeters long from behind him.
The pale blade cut through the air without making a sound.
The blade was aimed at Beardsley who was half kneeling on the ground and slashed straight.
He wants to kill Beardsley first!
Then he stabbed that little fat man through!
He, Hawthorn, wanted to take back the face he had lost in front of his men.
However, no one noticed that "thin" figure who was the most inconspicuous compared to everyone else. At this moment...
Raise your head solemnly!
"Master, Mr. Wang..."
These four words exploded in Mu Fan's mind.
He only felt a buzzing sound in his brain at this moment, and all the light in the world dimmed. His eyes were fixed on Hawthorn, who leaped into the air like an eagle.
The bone scimitar in his hand is about to drink blood!
"Kill!" Hawthorne's cruel and violent roar echoed through the air.
But at this moment, a more violent and domineering sound of coldness suddenly bloomed from the riverside.
"You...dare!"
All the Udan spearmen, Hawthorne, Beardsley, and even Enoch, who was running wildly, all stopped at this moment.
Mu Fan's upper body was blurred for an instant, and the short dark gold stick in his hand was thrown out with a bang.
boom!
All the Udan spearmen, with their keen dynamic vision, could not catch the real trace of the dark gold short stick even at this moment.
I saw a dark golden light streaking straight through the air, and when the bone scimitar was about to cut off his neck, it instantly collided with Hawthorne.
Like thunder exploding.
Then a scene appeared that made all the Udan spearmen stunned. They saw that Hawthorn's arms had been slashed with the sword, but a white bone mist exploded in front of him, and the whole person flew backwards with a crash.
After landing, he took two steps back and stepped heavily into the dirt with his left foot before he truly stood firm.
He raised his head in shock and anger.
He, the majestic leader of the Wudan Spearmen, the Red Stone Warrior, Hawthorn... was actually blown away by a barrage of sticks and knives!