Mu Fan used thunderous means to make the people outside feel a little afraid.
"If anyone wants to come, feel free to come."
After shouting outside, no one agreed. Mu Fan knew that this group of people were discouraged.
At this time, a man with long purple hair stood up, smiled slightly and said to Mu Fan:
"Mr. Mu Fan is unpredictable, but you can't always be here. With so many of us working day and night, we can always get some small gains."
Mu Fan glanced at this man.
Standard Western face.
And he didn’t even hand over the color, so it seemed like he had already planned it.
"I don't care how many of you there are? How much time? As far as I'm concerned, one kills one, two kills a pair and that's it."
The lightning rushed out like a flood.
The man with long purple hair who was still showing off just now was instantly reduced to ashes.
Mu Fan glanced around and looked at the guy hiding in the jungle and said softly:
"Don't play any tricks on me."
"I'll kill you, very quickly."
Everyone was silent, intimidated by Mu Fan's formation.
"Mr. Mu Fan, I think you may have misunderstood. We want to have a detailed discussion with you now. I wonder if we can put aside our prejudices first?"
Mu Fan looked over and saw a middle-aged greasy man with a big belly and a smile on his face walking over with a coquettish look on his face.
It can be seen that he is very careful.
He had no weapons in his hands and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
Every step was taken very carefully.
When he was approaching Mu Fan, the man smiled:
"I think we should discuss these matters carefully. Maybe we can cooperate."
Mu Fan glanced at him.
"I know that although you are no longer the marshal, your reputation is still spread in the European League, Yanhuang League and other regions."
No one likes to hear others give a high hat to them.
As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person, Mu Fan did not kill him outright, but let him continue talking.
Seeing Mu Fan’s default attitude.
This middle-aged greasy man has a smile on his face.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to talk to you inside."
The man shot around, seemingly uneasy about the people around him, and pointed to the house in front of him.
Mu Fan looked at him carefully.
This man's narrow eyes contained a mixture of cunning and flattery, but also a hint of opacity.
Mu Fan saw many people like this.
Cooperating with this kind of person is basically trying to gain skin from a tiger.
But as long as they are stronger than them, they will crawl obediently.
Just give me a bone.
"Follow me."
Mu Fan said indifferently, turned around and walked back.
The man smiled.
It was a proud smile, and then he and Mu Fan went in.
After entering, Mu Fan directly pointed to the stool and motioned for him to sit down.
The man was not polite, he sat down and looked at Mu Fan carelessly, and then began to repeat what he meant:
"That's right, I think we should cooperate. We can help you find treasures and form an expedition team. Of course, we need to share some of it. We can discuss this."
Although he was talking about cooperation discussions, Mu Fan knew very well that if the other party sent a private message, the cooperation would become illusory.
But how can you not be brave enough to seek skin from a tiger?
Mu Fan nodded and said lightly: "Continue."
The man smiled and continued.
"Our power is still very strong, and we have special array masters and treasure hunters to ensure that we can find the dragon vein treasure as soon as possible."
This is what Mu Fan did not expect. This guy has a Western face and most of the treasure hunters and masters are from the East.
It seems that the other party came prepared.
"To provide so many conveniences, there must be some requirements."
Mu Fan didn't believe at all that pie would fall from the sky and he would give him a pillow when he fell asleep.
So ask the other person directly what they want.
"The great god is the great god. It's really refreshing."
The man's wanton laughter was no longer as flattering as before.
Some people said comically: "We need half of the dragon vein treasure."
Mu Fan almost didn't laugh at this person.
At this point, there are still people who dare to say this.
"Get out of here now, I'll just pretend that nothing happened."
Mu Fan raised his hand and felt a little frustrated.
You shouldn't trust this person yourself.
It seems that the perspective of looking at people still needs to be improved.
But this man didn't move at all, and directly opened his shirt, which was directly tied with high explosives.
As long as the explosives are ignited, the entire area will be razed to the ground immediately.
That was when his fingertips suddenly burst into flames, and he said softly:
"It's not up to you now."
"Really? You will also die if you do this. The closest you will be is not even counting the meatloaf, the minced meat will be good."
Mu Fan laughed mercilessly.
After all, this is a move that will kill both of them.
"I will not die. As long as my soul is still alive, people from Gangbeimu will shape my body."
This guy's words made Mu Fan think about Mr. Gangbeimu.
Mu Fan knows this name.
But it is not a pure-blooded earthling, but an alien life form.
It is said that this guy is quite capable and is a well-known person who has even infiltrated.
But I didn't expect that there would be his footprints here.
"He can't save you, just die."
Thunder can penetrate everything.
And the speed of thunder is much higher than the speed of human reaction.
Suddenly the thunder penetrated directly from the end of the person's hair, first destroying the central nervous system.
Immediately afterwards, this guy couldn't move, and Mu Fan was on the verge of death under the punch after punch.
This man's hand didn't even touch the explosive.
The speed is too slow.
Then Mu Fan took apart the explosives and threw them outside the door.
A group of people around were startled.
Many people were even frightened out of their bunkers.
Because the power of the bomb is really too great.
It's terrifying.
Mu Fan carried him away with one hand on the spot.
Then don’t forget to give a cold warning to people outside:
"I said, come and kill each one. Don't try to be clever."
Turn around and leave.
Many people looked at this guy's body with lingering fears.
Mu Fan struck quickly and ruthlessly, and his whole body seemed to be well preserved, except that his breathing and consciousness were gone.
No one dares to move forward easily.
No one knows whether Mu Fan will suddenly become angry.
This man died alive at the door, and there was no one to collect his body.
There was silence in the darkness, and within this silence there was hidden murderous intent.
There is a watcher on almost every treetop.
Their eyes will never leave Mu Fan.
As soon as there is any movement in Mu Fan, they will immediately report the information.