Chapter 32 I'll take care of what I don't dare to manage
"Which floor is Master Wen on?" Mu Fan continued to ask calmly.
"Third, third floor, high-end VIP room." The man on the ground stuttered.
"What's the date?" Mu Fan raised his head slightly and narrowed his eyes in the direction of the third floor.
"No. 1, but he's not here right now, so you have to ask the boss." At this time, the people on the ground have completely lost their temper. They just need to be more cruel to people who like to act cruel than him.
"Thank you." Mu Fan looked away, lowered his head and replied politely, leaving the frightened man stunned for a moment.
Then he turned around and walked slowly and slowly toward the entrance of the suspended ladder.
The ordinary students in the area next door have been dumbfounded. There is such a fierce man in the martial arts gym. Although I don’t know the details, but judging from the posture, this kid must have a close relationship with the disabled sparring partner that the person said.
It looks like he is ready to regain his position, there is a good show to watch!
"So stylish!" When the female students who came to exercise saw Mu Fan turning around and walking away without any hesitation, their eyes widened, and they all asked who this domineering sparring guy was.
If there is any hatred, it must be sought!
If you are kind, you must repay it!
We only know each other for two days, but our friendship lasts a lifetime.
Under this starry sky, Mu Fan does not respect power or wealth! Following the path he wants to take and doing what he wants to do is the belief that Mu Fan lives by until now!
What appeared in Mu Fan's mind was the scene he had just met the day before yesterday.
The strong man in black looked at himself and said with a smile, "My name is Mankun, I wish you good luck"...
..."Come over after lunch, don't be late."
Language has a strange power, and sometimes feelings are hidden in it, and you can only discover it if you look closely. It's just unlucky for Mu Fan that the cruel reality of the martial arts school is now in front of his eyes, and he is leaving with a cup of tea!
I'll go find someone first and ask for clarification. Don't worry, if something happens, I'll find it for you.
I'll take care of things they don't dare to take care of!
I will mess with the people they dare not mess with!
I'll get back the place you lost!
Spit out all the dignity he took away!!
Mu Fan was filled with an indescribable aura, stepped into the suspended ladder, and closed the door...
The blue light representing the fourth floor lights up.
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Chanison's short body sank into the large leather seat, tearing open a box of cigars that had just been smuggled in. He was not as good as the upper class people like the city lord, but the common people could not see it.
He sniffed hard with his nose and showed a satisfied look. He picked up an exquisite cigar cutter with a half-naked girl engraved on it from the table in front of him with his left hand, inserted it with the thumb and middle finger of his right hand, and then cut it gracefully.
Light it up, take a deep breath, and sit there intoxicated.
"Tsk, tsk, what Master Wen slipped through his fingers is enough for me to drink a pot. It's really good stuff. I don't know which incense stick was burned, but Master Wen actually chose this place as the latest place to relax. Isn't he a recruiter of the military academy?
Let's get started." After blowing out a smoke ring, Chanison leaned his head on the back of the chair and grinned.
"Poor Mankun, you are also an old man in the martial arts school, but there is nothing you can do. Master Wen feels that you can fight, so you can only fight. As long as you can get on the line with Master Wen, no one is indispensable."
"Oh, I just need to think about it and continue to recruit people. Bring up two of the old guys below to help."
Mankun scratched his chin with his little finger, thought for a moment, and continued to mutter to himself, "Mankun... just go home, who will come next? Master Wen has to leave some people for me, or I
It’s not easy to explain to the boss either.”
While Chanison was talking to himself, there was a knock on the solid wooden door.
"Come in." Chanison's head didn't move.
"Creak" the door opened and Mu Fan walked in.
"Hey, that kid who came the day before yesterday, what's your name...? Remember that Man Kun brought him, right? What's the matter?"
"My name is Mu Fan, and I'm here to ask about Mankun."
Chanison's face turned cold, "What do you want to ask?"
"I want to see him." Mu Fan said calmly.
Chanison's face softened a little, "Well, after all, he is the one who brought you here, so you should take a look. He is at the No. 117 East Block Medical Center, you can go and take a look. Is there anything else? You can go if you are fine.
Already."
Mu Fan nodded, "Well, also, I want to be Master Wen's sparring partner."
Chanison's face turned gloomy, his head lifted off the back of the chair, his eyes stared at Mu Fan, and his tone was full of warning: "Boy, this is a martial arts gym, and you are sparring partners. If you do this, be prepared."
Mu Fan said calmly: "I won't fight back, I'm just a sparring partner."
The short supervisor, still staring at Mu Fan, said slowly: "Young Master Wen is a distinguished guest. You and I can't afford to offend him. If you don't want to do it, you can leave."
Mu Fan stared at him for a while, without any fear on his face, nodded and said: "I understand, I'm going to see Man Kun." Then he turned around and left before Chanison could speak.
Chanison looked at Mu Fan's back with cold eyes. The door opened, Mu Fan tilted his head slightly, and his voice came: "Mr. Chanison, if Master Wen still needs sparring, and there happens to be no one in the martial arts gym, call him
I."
The wooden door closed gently.
Inside the room, Chanison's uncertain face was looming in the smoke, and the aroma of cigars made him feel a little bored at the moment.
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It was noon, and Mu Fan came out of Chanison's office and went directly down to the first floor.
When it was time for dinner, Mu Fan silently walked to the cafeteria. Because of the scene at the training ground, some people who saw him subconsciously avoided him. This kid was completely like a ferocious beast in human form.
"Ten boxes." Seeing that no one came forward to receive the meal, Mu Fan went straight to the window.
"Hold it." A tall pile of lunch boxes was handed into Mu Fan's arms.
Sitting there, Mu Fan finished a box in four mouthfuls, and the tall lunch box quickly spread out flat.
At this time, a strong arm appeared in front of Mu Fan, propped on the table.
Mu Fan raised his head, Zeref.
Zeref held five boxes of nutritious meals in his arms and grinned.
"Boy, I heard what happened just now. It seems that you went to see Mr. Chani, but Charney just gave me a notice that I will go in the afternoon. So, you have no chance in the afternoon."
Zeref's words were unpleasant, but Mu Fan heard the meaning in Zeref's tone.
Don't go into this pool of water, it's not your turn now.
A man with a sick and hot face, Mu Fan nodded inwardly.
"Yeah." Mu Fan didn't say much.
Zeref patted him on the shoulder and went to the back to eat and chat with a group of people noisily.
Mu Fan quickly finished the lunch in his hand, wiped his mouth, and went out.
The restaurant behind is still bustling with people and bustling...
Mu Fan walked out of the martial arts hall without changing his clothes and with his back exposed.
"No. 117, East Street Block." Mu Fan recited the address silently in his mind, and quickly entered the hospital after asking about it.
"Hello, how can I serve you?" A little girl in a medical gown asked him at the front desk.
"I came to see Mr. Mankun, he is here."
"Oh, wait a minute and I'll check it for you. Well~ I found it. Room 11. Just turn right and go straight to the fifth ward."
Mu Fan followed the instructions and walked over, pushed the door open, and saw Man Kun sitting on the hospital bed.
"Boy Mu Fan?" Seeing that the person who came in through the door was actually Mu Fan, Man Kun was a little surprised, and then he smiled bitterly, "Even you know...sigh."
Mu Fan looked at the once cheerful and strong man with a sad face and a thick plaster board on his left leg. Now he was lying on the bed with only a wry smile on his face.
"I heard what they said and came to see you." Mu Fan's bright eyes flashed with concern.
Mankun felt warm in his heart. He had worked in the martial arts gym for three years and met many people of all kinds, from the bottom to the regular employees. He really didn't expect that the person who finally came to see him would be this kid whom he had known for only two days.
"My leg is broken. I have received preliminary treatment. I will be fine after a period of rest." Mankun took the initiative to talk about it before Mu Fan asked again, and then said with a forced smile: "The martial arts gym will give me a sum of money for the injury."
Those who are disabled are also old people after all, so there should be no shortage of them, hahaha..."
Mu Fan interrupted him directly: "Chanison and I have applied to be Master Wen's sparring partners."
"Haha...what!! You can't do it as a sparring partner!!" Mankun's voice stopped mid-laughing, he became excited, and his fingers unconsciously tugged on Mu Fan's arm.
"No way! That's Young Master Wen. The compensation from the martial arts school is enough for me to spend a while. Don't go, you can't afford to offend me!" Man Kun didn't expect that this kid would dare to say such a thing. This strong man's
At this time, his eyes were a little moist. Some people he had known for ten years were worse than a person he met by chance. No matter what, he could not harm him.
"Chanison refused, but I still want to go." Mu Fan seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"Master Wen is preparing for the selection of the military academy. This is the only son of the second member of Luojia Star! We are all untouchable!" Seeing Mu Fan's resolute attitude, Man Kun became even more excited.
"I won't mess with you. I'm just going to be a sparring partner. Zeref will be there in the afternoon, but I feel... Chanison will arrange it for me." Mu Fan saw Chanison's look before and had a hunch in his heart that he would soon be there.
There will be a meeting.
"You!...Master Wen's physique is at least level 15! How can you fight!! Zeref is also in danger!" Mankun was anxious.
"It's okay, I will protect myself." Mu Fan said with relief.
In desperation, Mankun spoke as fast as he could: "Master Wen is satisfied, the martial arts school is satisfied, Master Wen is dissatisfied, and you and I are both in trouble! Listen to me, don't go, he's too harsh!"
!!!" Mankun looked at his broken leg, pain flashing in his eyes.
Mu Fan smiled and patted his shoulder, "Mr. Mankun, take good care of yourself. I believe Master Wen will be satisfied." He looked into Mankun's eyes with firm eyes, "Please believe me, I'm leaving.
I’ll have some sparring in the afternoon.”
Mu Fan held down Man Kun who was about to get up with both hands. A force that could not be resisted came out from this thin body and pressed Man Kun firmly on the hospital bed. Then without waiting for Man Kun to speak, he waved and walked out of the ward.
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Man Kun, a tall and sturdy man, couldn't help but have tears in his eyes when he looked at Mu Fan's leaving figure.
After closing the door, Mu Fan's smile disappeared.
Whoever is born nobler is born to be humiliated.
If you don’t dare to do this, how can you go out and try it...