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Chapter 125
Chapter 125
Chapter 125
"Why didn't you agree to his request just now?"
Rong Zhizhi couldn't figure it out, and she wasn't the kind of person who followed suit, but it was their blessing to get to know such a big guy in such a rare opportunity.
"Why should I agree to his request?"
Mo Fan asked back.
He is a free-spirited person who has always been unrestrained and does not like the feeling of being restricted by others.
Rong Zhizhi was stopped by his question.
He stood there in a daze, without reacting for a long time.
Perhaps from the very beginning, Mo Fan was different from them. He had a clear mind and a clear goal.
Unlike their muddleheaded, his life seems to be magnanimous.
Rong Zhizhi suppressed the strange emotions in her heart and introduced him to a blond man with a thin figure but bright eyes.
His wolf-like gaze looked forward as calmly as water.
No one knew what was going on in his mind, but that pair of fists once killed a cow with one punch.
I heard that his master has the fastest Shadowless Hand, and he has beaten all the martial arts practitioners, but no one is his master's opponent.
Of course, all of this may be rumors, and few people have seen the real situation.
"Besides this blond man, you have to pay attention to another old man. Don't look at the wrinkles on his face. He is only in his twenties this year. His body may have become like this because of something he practiced."
The person Rong Zhizhi fears the most, other than the blond man, is this old man.
It's not entirely true to say that he is an old man. After all, few people can notice his face. His hands are extremely powerful, but he has killed countless people.
"He is the best at using hidden weapons, and he is also the most unreasonable person, so you must be careful when facing him."
Rong Zhizhi's introduction was very serious, and every step was explained in great detail.
He was afraid that he would suffer a big loss if he didn't understand the situation here, but Mo Fan was drowsy after hearing this. This chair is an extended version, and it is really comfortable to sit on.
Rong Zhizhi realized that the other party had already fallen asleep when she was halfway through speaking.
While I was angry, I also thought he looked a little cute, so I couldn't bear to disturb his rest, so I kept sitting next to him.
When the lot was drawn, it was Rong Zhizhi who went up to help him draw. Maybe he was lucky and got a bye.
As the name suggests, a bye means that he can advance directly without him playing.
When everyone was desperately working hard, Mo Fan just took a nap in the afternoon and had successfully advanced.
By the time he fell asleep and woke up, it was almost over.
There are places to live around, and Rong Zhizhi has already booked a hotel, waiting for them to live there.
"You were lucky today, so you entered the second round without the competition."
Rong Zhizhi shared this joy in the car.
Mo Fan was neither sad nor happy, just nodded slightly.
Even if he doesn't get a bye, he is confident to fight to the end.
In the hotel, besides them, there are other people living.
It's not so much a hotel as it is a place to take a breather. The things here are not as rich as outside.
The house built here is divided into many rooms, and the sound insulation effect is not very good. Those people swear and spit everywhere, and the sound can be clearly heard.
Some people will not understand Mo Fan's inexplicable bye.
As soon as he arrived at the hotel, he was made things difficult by everyone.
"It's not that pretty boy. I thought she was going on honeymoon with Sister Zhizhi, so why would she want to come here?"
"What you said, they also need to rest, don't they?"
"You're really lucky. You can get a bye. Who can compare to this little brother's luck?"
They spoke in a strange and eccentric manner, but they still took into account Rong Zhizhi's presence, so they restrained themselves.
If Rong Zhizhi wasn't around, he might not know what the rampant situation would be like now.
Rong Zhizhi gave them a slanted look, and recently she immediately bowed her head to eat without saying a word.
It's a joke, but if it goes too far, the gun in Rong Zhizhi's hand is not a toy, and if his head gets shot because of these few words, he will suffer a big loss.
"Don't pay attention to them, but they are just a bunch of rabble, here is the key to your room door."
Rong Zhizhi handed him a key.
Mo Fan took it from her hand and was about to go upstairs to rest when a foot suddenly stuck out from under his feet.
If it were an ordinary person, the speed would be too late to react, and they would fall to pieces on the spot.
But Mo Fan saw it at a glance. Not only did he not lift his leg to walk over, but he stepped directly on the man's leg.
Just hearing a click, his feet changed instantly.
The knees were sunk deeply, and the bones inside were exposed.
At this moment, he didn't know what the pain was, he hugged his thigh, curled up on the ground, the sweat on his forehead flowed down like he didn't want money.
Mo Fan squatted down slowly, admiring the other party's painful mask with a serious expression on his face.
"Your legs are irregular, and I will help you to behave yourself."
"You are nothing but a waste, what qualifications do you have to participate in the competition?"
The man who was beaten scolded dissatisfiedly, why did they have to sweat and save all their blood to be able to compete.
And this kid didn't have to do anything to qualify for the competition.
It would be fine if it was someone else, but it was a young boy. How could he be convinced?
"Have you ever heard that luck is part of strength?"
Mo Fan said with a slight smile.
Since he came back, there have been several pairs of eyes around him, sweeping over him seemingly without a trace.
He also knew what those people were thinking, it was just that they would feel uncomfortable seeing him advance directly.
That being the case, there is no need to continue playing with them, tomorrow is the time to end everything.
The person lying on the ground didn't know what kind of person he had offended.
Mo Fan went back to his room to rest, but there was a lot of noise around him. The noises became louder and louder. If it wasn't for the high quality of the room, it might have been torn apart by them.
"Please be quiet."
A young voice sounded.
"What do we love? It's our freedom. What does it have to do with you?"
The people in the room were not to be outdone, they didn't take this little girl seriously at all.
"Please be quiet."
The little girl repeated what she just said, but the people in the room felt impatient and chased her away.
"Hurry up, this is not the place where girls should come, otherwise don't blame the young master for being rude to you."
While speaking, he slammed the door shut.
The conversation stopped abruptly, and Mo Fan thought the matter was over. Then there were screams one after another.
(End of this chapter)