Apartment Assembly Call

When Mu Fan stepped out of the lush corridor, he had already made up his mind.

His next goal was to quickly find the materials needed to make battle armor according to Black's clues.

More importantly, he now faced a situation where he had no mecha to use.

The Tang family had already resorted to every possible means. If they truly deployed armed forces, then aside from summoning Shura, he probably had no better option.

For his own safety, he had to make the Battle Armor Dragon Rider as soon as possible.

He really had not expected that something he once thought he had ample time to prepare for would suddenly become his top priority in both importance and urgency.

Lost in thought, Mu Fan naturally made his way to the apartment door.

It seemed that ever since the Mecha Martial Arts Competition, he had not properly spoken with his companions.

They must have been worried about him. Fortunately, he had made it back quickly.

And at last, he could try voicing his thoughts and form a team of his own.

With that on his mind, Mu Fan casually pushed open the door.

"Three with a pair!"

"No."

"Can't beat that."

The heated voices rushed into his ears, then abruptly fell silent.

Mu Fan stared blankly at the scene before him.

The two fat men, White Hair, and the stalker all turned to look at the door at once, the cards in their hands especially conspicuous.

The sweating fat man was particularly worked up, standing with his cards raised as if he were about to slam them down the next second.

Meanwhile, Gu Yunyou, who had been gone for quite some time, was staring at Mu Fan in astonishment with a steaming cup of coffee in his hand.

"Awesome.