Chapter 212 Now, have you seen it? (He alliance leader Tadashi)
(Added chapter 2 for the leader "Tadashi", I finally finished one, I cried with laughter)
"Then I-"
When these two words were spoken, the floor beneath Mu Fan's feet instantly exploded into mist!
"——Just let you see!"
Tear! Boom!
There was a sound of tearing cloth, and a figure instantly dodged from the spot.
Atwood covered his right shoulder in horror.
Starting from the shoulder, an entire sleeve was completely torn off, and five deep blood marks appeared on his right arm instantly, like iron claws plowing through.
The burning pain kept stimulating his nerves!
Just since the kid's eyes turned red, his speed and strength actually... doubled!?
Now his heart was trembling violently. He felt the breath of death just for a moment. If he hadn't avoided it with a secret explosive technique that was almost self-inflicted, he might have been blasted to the ground at that time.
"Hehehehe..."
The more primitive ferocity and violence kept emerging in Mu Fan's eyes. He pulled out his right hand from the pierced wooden staircase and threw away the torn linen in his hand.
No, Atwood will never allow himself to fail.
The originally dark purple pupils shrank to a point.
His hands stretched out like dragons, and the whole person disappeared again.
The secret skill of violent killing - the rapidity of the tiger's arrow!
One second he was running on the floor, and the next second he was in the air, his hands stretched into sharp claws and he was attacking at an extremely violent speed.
Mu Fan just tilted his neck and looked at the rushing figure, his face still showed a kind of madness, completely different from the indifference he had before.
The last bit of reason in his mind kept telling him not to... kill anyone.
So he just looked at the figure running towards him quietly.
"Die!" Atwood, who was already fighting back, had reached the final distance, and the odds of winning in his mind were infinitely increasing.
But the next moment his eyes bulged, because the figure left an afterimage directly on the spot.
"You... are too slow."
A soft voice sounded in his ears, and three fingers were placed on his throat at some point.
The thumb, index finger, and middle finger were clasping his throat.
You must know that Atwood was still running at this time, but the three fingers clasped around his throat allowed him to feel the temperature of the other's fingertips, but there was no pressure at all.
This shows that this person is actually regressing at the same speed as him!
"Gift..."
After Mu Fan finished speaking, his fingers subconsciously wanted to tighten, but at this moment his eyes became slightly clear, and the last two words were forcefully swallowed.
So the remaining two fingers suddenly opened, the five fingers were brought together into a palm, moved upward, and then clasped tightly.
Atwood's face was pinched tightly by Mu Fan while he was still in mid-air!
The voice in my ear sounded softly again: "Don't you want to take a look?"
Mu Fan showed an evil smile on his face, then he pressed the opponent's right palm and pushed it down suddenly.
"Then just watch it!!"
Atwood's head suddenly froze under the control of the opponent's hand.
The next second, the afterimage behind the whole person disappeared and returned to the body, and then Mu Fan held his face and flew back.
Mu Fan's footsteps left a trail of afterimages on the ground.
Boom boom boom boom!
First there were railings, then wooden frames, then partitions, and finally a row of side-by-side seats.
The back of Atwood's head became a sharp weapon in Mu Fan's hands to break through all this.
With a majestic figure of over 1.9 meters tall, Mu Fan was pressed directly into the row of seats in a posture full of violent beauty.
Just like the one who was pressed into the wooden frame before... Fengxin.
Fengxin, who only saw an afterimage there, froze. He ignored Mu Fan, who was taunting and spitting at him. Now his heart was filled with an emotion called despair, which was his outlook on life.
, the shock of having your worldview subverted in an instant.
One of the Five Heavenly Kings of Dingchuan Academy’s Fighting Department, with a physical fitness standard of level 22 or above, and a finger-tiger fighting skill rated A-level or above, the Thunderstorm King—Atwood!
Just now, a freshman who was a head shorter grabbed his head and pushed him back!?
He tried hard to turn around and look, but the sharp fractures of the wooden frame forced him to move.
Atwood felt like his head had been hit several times, but the boy's hand on his face seemed like an insurmountable chasm, leaving him without the slightest ability to resist.
With the last banging sound, the brain was filled with violent chaos, and the world was spinning before his eyes.
I have to lament Atwood's physical fitness. After suffering such a heavy blow with a 22-level constitution, his neck bones were not broken yet, but his shoulder bones were seriously injured.
It's more likely that Mu Fan controlled the intensity from the beginning.
When two or three seconds passed, there was a cough, and Atwood finally felt his consciousness begin to return to his body, but at this time, a hand like a pincer gripped his neck.
That suffocating feeling came again, but what came to my mind more was the shame and anger, the insult of having my dignity trampled under my feet.
"Now...did you see it?"
Mu Fan's eyes were still blood red, but they had begun to fade.
The indifference in that tone was even worse than his previous tone.
Atwood struggled to move his neck forward.
But a greater force surged out.
Boom! Creak.
The wooden chair behind him split into pieces again, and he was pushed in again.
Several pieces of broken wood had penetrated his back, and he could feel the gurgling blood flowing out.
"Isn't it interesting to set up this situation?"
Mu Fan's hands covered Atwood's face, causing his bones to ache.
"Don't you like stepping on others?"
Mu Fan exerted force in his hand again, and the back of Atwood's head hit the ground hard again.
"Tell me how you feel now?"
Lift up, then press again!
Boom!
Fengxin over there felt like he could pee his pants if he listened for a few more seconds. Who did they provoke?
Now his heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out of his chest.
The pain from the broken wrist was completely suppressed by fear.
The fat man over there laughed again and burst into tears. This anger came out just in time.
"Who is the person behind you?"
Mu Fan looked indifferently at the face that had been scratched with countless scars.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Boom!
Another heavy blow.
"Then I'll replace you with someone else."
Mu Fan actually released his right hand that was holding Atwood, stood up slowly, lowered his head and said.
He was not worried at all that Atwood would be able to get up. There were at least six broken bones in his body.
Although the fatal parts have been avoided, you want to get up?
Mu Fan sneered.
He glanced at Jin Ling who was still trembling over there, but now...she was really trembling.
Mu Fan walked towards Jin Ling step by step, and the silent momentum made it difficult for Jin Ling to stand still. She held the wall with one hand and kept retreating.
But Mu Fan's footsteps are still moving forward steadily.
That innocent and pitiful appearance did not attract Mu Fan's attention at all. When his indifferent eyes were projected on a woman who had no power to restrain a chicken, one can imagine how much pressure he felt.
When Mu Fan was still 2 meters away, Jin Ling's legs weakened and she was about to fall down.
But then a hand stretched out...
He grabbed her neck.
Lift it up slowly.
The white neck was extremely conspicuous in Mu Fan's blood-stained hands, but Mu Fan didn't have it at all because this was an innocent and pitiful girl.
This unexpected hand made Jin Ling's face turn red instantly and she was speechless.
Mu Fan just tilted his head and glanced at her, then slowly walked back with it in one hand.
He walked up to Atwood who was lying on the ground, looked into his eyes, and showed a solemn smile.
His right hand suddenly relaxed.
Jin Ling was instantly released from being suspended and collapsed directly to the ground, gasping for breath.
"I ask, you answer."
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