Battle

The Fatty sitting in the back kept fidgeting, his Sky-Link thrown to the side, completely uninterested in watching.

After entering the hovercar, Mu Fan was like an alert leopard. Although seated, his whole body was on guard, especially after leaving the city gate. Watching the military personnel behind them disappear from sight, Mu Fan spoke calmly, "It's coming."

Fatty jolted upright, confirming his gear was all on. Uncle Wu controlled the hovercar along the original route, maintaining the same speed as before, seamless!

After the fork in the road, there was only the hovercar Mu Fan was in on the road.

A sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart. Mu Fan let out a low cry, "Be careful!"

The short man in the jungle, seeing the black hovercar through his optical scope, silently counted down. As if he had a telepathic connection with Mu Fan, 3, 2, 1, 0! Mu Fan simultaneously shouted "Be careful!" in the car!

Boom! Uncle Wu, who was driving, felt a huge wave surge, forcefully interrupting the hovercar's forward movement. The massive recoil immediately made him cough up a mouthful of blood.

Neither Harry nor Mu Fan in the back expected the enemy to use bombs. They were only 7 kilometers from the city! The enemy was actually insane enough to use bombs!

The front of the moving hovercar was instantly dented by the airwave, and the entire car spun sideways in the middle of the road, its engine destroyed.

"Thank goodness it's bulletproof! Fatty brother's little heart!" Fatty's face was pale. This was the first time he had experienced an explosion at point-blank range.

Mu Fan protected his head the moment the explosion occurred. After the car stopped spinning, Mu Fan kicked hard, rolled out, and broke through the door.

But as Mu Fan's body flew out of the car, still in mid-air, he felt a huge sense of crisis approaching. This was a direct threat to his life. Mu Fan's eyes instantly turned red. A strange perceptive thought, like a tangible net, spread out under the immense pressure of death. Mu Fan had no time to think, only feeling that as his vision turned red, the sense of time flowing instantly slowed down. In Mu Fan's thought vision, he felt a tiny foreign object, and it was radiating the aura of death!

He caught it, it was a bullet! In his perception, it was drilling towards him at an unparalleled speed, targeting his heart.

The opponent didn't have any unnecessary movements. The moment they discovered someone breaking through the door, they immediately tried to shoot them! Because the first person to break through the door could never be their target, the little Fatty!

Between life and death, ah! His eye sockets were almost tearing, his heart contracting rapidly at more than three times the normal speed. His blood vessels instantly bulged and twisted like centipedes. Mu Fan's legs even swelled a circle instantly, the ground was crushed, and his whole body sprang to the right. He had to avoid this bullet carrying immense killing intent.

"Ah!" Bang!

When the bullet grazed Mu Fan's left arm, tearing a long wound, the gunshot finally arrived late!

A bullet far exceeding the speed of sound, it was a rifle bullet!

"Huh?" He actually missed. A sound of confusion came from the grass. It was obvious the bullet didn't hit his arm either, otherwise his arm would have been gone long ago.

Using this small-caliber sniper rifle at such a distance to snipe could be said to have 100% accuracy. He didn't expect to see a young man successfully dodge this bullet here today.

With one miss, there was no time to load a second bullet at this distance.

The tall man stood up from the grass under the dense forest.

The short man admitted he had misjudged a bit. Everything was perfect, but he didn't expect a flaw in the sniping step. Mu Fan's unexpected success foiled their plan to only deal with Fatty alone.

Now there was Fatty, Uncle Wu in the car, and one person outside the car, Mu Fan!

With a burst of strength in his arm, the skin that had been seared and sealed by the bullet broke open, and blood gushed out.

Mu Fan clutched his left arm, his right hand soaked with blood, even soaking through his sleeve. His red vision had already locked onto the two people. His heart was still beating at an abnormal speed, his temples bulging, and the sense of crisis in his heart had not disappeared. Mu Fan was cautiously on guard.

The two people in his eyes, the tall one threw his gun aside and walked over with his hands in his pockets. The short one threw down the optical scope in his hand, and a black matte dagger danced and twirled in his hand.

"Kid, you heard it the day before yesterday, right?" The short man smiled ferociously, ignoring the people in the car, and walked towards Mu Fan. The tall man didn't say anything.

"Tsk tsk, I can't believe I didn't kill you with one shot. You didn't train in the Martial Arts Hall for nothing, but you're definitely going to die today. Where's the little Fatty in the car! Get out! I can't guarantee I won't blow it up again."

Mu Fan didn't reply or move, looking like he was seriously injured. Uncle Wu in the car clutched his chest and helped Young Master Harry, who came out with him, appear before the two robbers.

"Come, come, let me see. Oh ho~ So this is our golden goose today." The short man walked over brazenly and patted Fatty's face.

Fatty's face twitched, filled with terror. He stammered, "Wh-who are you?"

Spreading his hands, the short man struck a helpless pose and sighed, "We know you, but you don't know us. It's a pity we didn't meet sooner, Young Master Harry of the Fowen Conglomerate."

Mu Fan remained silent beside them. Fatty glanced at Mu Fan, then back at the short man, his expression a realistic and vivid mix of shock and anger.

"What... what do you want? Just don't kill me, and I'll give you anything," Fatty pleaded, trembling all over.

"See? That's settled. We're just after money. It's a shame we can't get the big share, so we can only..."

"Second Brother!" The tall man with his hands in his pockets suddenly warned.

"Alright, no more dawdling. Call your old man. Ten million ransom, transferred to an unregistered black market card. Once it's through, I'll tell you the card number, and you report it!"

"Ten... ten million? Th-that's too much," Fatty was completely incoherent with fear.

The short man laughed and stopped. "Too much? Ten million is too much for your life?! Do you know how much your old man's life is worth?"

"Second Brother!!" The tall man's tone was genuinely angry. If it weren't for his own brother, he would have acted already. If the higher-ups found out about the leak, there would only be death.

"Do you know? You don't." As the short man's dagger traced a strange arc, Mu Fan suddenly noticed a relaxed expression on the tall man's face in his perception.

They will definitely kill him! This is bigger than I thought! Mu Fan's eyes narrowed.

"Don't try any tricks. Your car is bulletproof, right? But I wonder if it can withstand a fist?" The short man, like a smiling tiger, finished speaking, then suddenly inhaled and threw a punch. "Bang!" A large dent was blasted into the still intact right car door, and the entire car was shifted half a meter sideways!

Hiss! Fatty gasped, sucking in a cold breath. This power was at least Physical Standard level 15 or higher!! Because this car alone weighed 2.7 tons...

Mu Fan... Fatty began to worry if he had messed up, but the more afraid he was, the less he could call out to Mu Fan!

"Ahem, Young Master, I'll call the Master for you." Uncle Wu, seeing the situation, finally started to worry. This was a bit beyond expectation, and he had to ensure Young Master Harry's safety.

"Old man, did I tell you to speak?" The short man gripped the spinning dagger and said fiercely, then did something that left Mu Fan and the other two dumbfounded. The dagger in his hand sprang out, and a cold glint flashed as it shot towards Uncle Wu's chest! He was actually going to kill Uncle Wu!

"Don't speak when you shouldn't!"

At this moment, Mu Fan's muscles had already adjusted when the short man changed his movement. His entire body instantly sprang up, moving from stillness to action, arriving first like a leopard. With the rapid supply of blood throughout his body, his steel-like fingers firmly grasped the short man's wrist, then twisted it. With a snap, the hand hung limply, clearly having crippled the short man's right hand!

The short man's eyes were filled with terror. Ignoring the pain, he roared, "Brother!! This kid is trouble, do it!!" These were vicious bandits who had spent years on the edge of life and death. The moment Mu Fan grabbed him, crippling one hand with one hand, he judged that this kid was at least a Physical Standard level 16 expert!

The sense of danger in Mu Fan's blood-red vision intensified. Subconsciously, he grabbed the short man, who was trying to jump away, and pulled him back in front of himself.

"Bang!" A sound even louder than the previous rifle shot rang out. The short man and Mu Fan both flew out simultaneously, falling heavily to the ground.

Fatty and Uncle Wu were stunned. Mu Fan had been ambushed by the tall man with his hands in his pockets. In his hand now appeared a large-caliber pistol, a Remington Hand Cannon!! The magazine only had one bullet, but at close range, it was twice as powerful as a sniper rifle! Let alone two people, four people stacked together would be penetrated!

The tall man's expression at this moment wasn't one of excessive joy, but rather extremely distorted!! He had accidentally killed his own brother! The bloody flower he usually loved to see had bloomed on his own brother's chest today, a hole the size of a bowl.

"Mu Fan! Mu Fan!!" Fatty was now filled with regret that he hadn't given his bulletproof vest to Mu Fan!

"Mu Fan! Don't scare me, I still need to take you to the exam, we still have school, don't scare me!" Fatty broke free from Uncle Wu and directly pounced over, snot and tears mixing together.

"Hehehehe, I killed my own brother, so you all have to die. That kid is dead, I'm going to torture and kill you two alive! To bury with my brother!" No one knew that these two were brothers from the same mother. The tall brother was completely insane. He pulled out the dagger from his waist and was about to step forward.

"Cough cough... good thing the brand is tough, my chest hurts so much." An untimely self-deprecating remark sounded from beneath the short man.

"Not... not dead, he's not dead... this is impossible." The tall man was stunned. He knew clearly the power of the hand cannon hidden behind his forearm, but at this moment, he had to believe it. His brother was dead, but that kid wasn't.

Pushing away the short corpse on top of him, Mu Fan stood up. His right hand reached into his chest pocket and pulled out a black metal plate, which he looked down at. A deformed bullet slid off it. On the ink-black metal plate, a single character was quietly engraved, completely undamaged—"Fan!"

Holding the black plate in his blood-soaked right hand, Mu Fan grinned, "Didn't die."

But including him, everyone present didn't know that when Mu Fan's blood-soaked right hand wrapped around the ink-black metal plate, an invisible electromagnetic wave spread out towards the sky.

This strange electromagnetic wave even intelligently sought out and spread into spatial jump points when it found them.

In the desolate nebula belt 210,000 kilometers from Luoqie Star, a cargo ship resembling an enlarged coffin floated silently in the universe. At this moment, as if activated, it suddenly emitted a dark red light. In the desolate and silent belt of the universe, it changed from stillness to motion, suddenly erupting with a powerful thrust, heading straight in one direction, transforming into a comet tail and falling...

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