Mu Fan used the method of thunder to make the people outside feel a little afraid.
"If anyone wants to come, just come."
After yelling outside, no one promised that Mu Fan would know how timid this group of people were.
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 be around forever, right? With so many of us traveling day and night, we can always get some small gains."
Mu Fan glanced at this person.
Standard western face.
And even the color is not handed in, it seems that it has been planned long ago.
"I don't care how many people you have or how much time you have. As far as I am concerned, one kills one, two kills one double and that's enough."
Thunder light rushed out like a flood.
The purple-haired man who was pretending just now was instantly reduced to ashes.
Mu Fan glanced at the guy who was looking at the memory hidden in the jungle and said softly:
"Don't play tricks on me."
"I'll kill you, soon."
Everyone was silent, intimidated by Mu Fan's formation.
"Mr. Mu Fan, I think you may have misunderstood. We want to have a detailed talk with you now. I wonder if we can let go of 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 charming face.
It can be seen that he is very careful.
With no weapons in hand, his hands are raised in a gesture of surrender.
Every step is taken very carefully.
When he was about to approach Mu Fan, the man pulled a smile:
"I think we should have a good discussion on these things, maybe we can cooperate."
Mu Fan glanced at him.
"I know that although you are no longer the Marshal, your prestige is still circulating in the European Union, Yanhuang League and other regions."
No one doesn't like to hear others put a high hat on themselves.
As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person, Mu Fan didn't kill him bluntly, but let him continue.
See Mu Fan's default attitude.
The greasy middle-aged man had a slightly more smile on his face.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to talk to you inside."
The man shot around, seemed uneasy about the people around him, and pointed to the room in front of him.
Mu Fan looked at him carefully.
The man's long and narrow eyes were three points cunning and seven points flattering, but also partly invisible.
Mu Fan has seen this kind of person a lot.
Cooperating with this kind of person is basically seeking skin from a tiger.
But as long as they are stronger than them, they will crawl obediently.
Just give it a bone.
"Come on."
Mu Fan said something indifferently, turned his head and walked back.
The man smiled.
It was a smug smile, and then went in with Mu Fan.
After entering, Mu Fan pointed to the stool directly, signaling him to sit down.
The man was not polite, he just sat down and looked at Mu Fan carelessly, and then began to repeat what he meant:
"It's like this. I think we should cooperate. We can help you find treasures and be an expedition team. Of course, we need to share some. We can discuss this."
Although what he said was cooperation and discussion, Mu Fan knew very well that if the other party had private messages, this cooperation would also become illusory.
But how can you not be willing to be bold when seeking skin from a tiger
Mu Fan nodded, and said lightly, "Continue to talk."
The man smiled and continued.
"Our strength is still very strong, and we have special formation masters and treasure hunters to ensure that we can find the dragon vein treasure in the first place."
This is what Mu Fan didn't expect, this guy has a western face and most of the treasure hunters and magicians are from the east.
It seems that the other party came prepared.
"To provide so much convenience, there must be some requirements."
Mu Fan did not believe that pies would fall from the sky, and would give pillows when he fell asleep.
So be straightforward and ask what the other person wants.
"The Great God is the Great God, it is really refreshing."
The man laughed wantonly, the flattery just now had disappeared.
Some joked: "We need half of the dragon vein treasure."
Mu Fan was almost not amused by this person.
At this point, some people really dare to say that.
"Get out now, and I'll pretend nothing happened."
Raising his hand, Mu Fan felt a little disheartened.
I shouldn't trust this person.
It seems that people's vision still needs to be improved.
But the man didn't move at all, he directly pulled off his jacket, and it was directly covered with high explosives.
As long as the explosives are ignited, the entire area will be razed to the ground immediately.
That fingertips suddenly burst into flames, and then said softly:
"It's up to you now."
"Is that so you will die too, the nearest you don't even count the meatloaf, the minced meat will be good."
Mu Fan sneered mercilessly.
After all, the other party's move is to kill each other.
"I will not die. As long as my soul is still alive, the people of Gangbeimu will shape my body."
What this guy said made Mu Fan think about what he said to be Mr. Gang Beimu.
Mu Fan knew this name.
But it is not a pure-bred earthling, but an alien life form.
It is said that this guy is still very capable, and he is a well-known person and has even infiltrated.
But I didn't expect that there were his footprints here.
"He can't save you, die."
Thunder can run through everything.
Moreover, Thunder's speed is much higher than the speed of human reaction.
All of a sudden, the thunder directly penetrated through the end of this person's hair, first destroying the brain and central nervous system.
Immediately afterwards, this guy couldn't move, and Mu Fan fell into the brink of death under the beatings of his fists.
The man hadn't even touched the dynamite with his hands.
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 scared out of the bunker.
Because the power of the bomb is too great.
It's horrifying.
Mu Fan carried him away with one hand on the spot.
Then don't forget to coldly warn the people outside:
"As I said, come and kill one. Don't be so clever."
Turn around and leave.
Many people looked at this guy's body with lingering fear.
Mu Fan struck quickly and ruthlessly, his whole body seemed to be well preserved, except that he lost his breath and consciousness.
No one dared to move forward easily.
No one knew if Mu Fan would suddenly attack.
This person died alive at the door, and there was no one to collect the body.
There is silence in the darkness, and in this silence is also a hidden murderous intent.
In almost every treetop there is a watcher.
Their eyes will never leave Mu Fan.
As long as there is any movement from Mufan, they will immediately report the information.