Vol 2 Chapter 766: Humble race, 3 pigs

When the three of them dispersed, the waiting person finally appeared.
The person walking in the forefront wore a weird shark-skin costume. His head was as tall as an inverted spittoon, and his two slender eyes were raised up high, swinging from side to side like the eyes of a mollusk snail.
An ordinary human with a tall hat beside him seemed to be talking sideways.
Behind this "spittoon" are two weird humans with blue skin all over, short and sturdy humans. The width of their bodies is completely human strong.
But if you look at height...
Only about 1.2 meters.
This weird combination made Fatty want to laugh, but Master Harry tried his best to control his facial muscles, but he remembered what Baimao had warned earlier that he must not laugh at other races!
This group of people Shi Shiran did not have any language communication with Mu Fan and the others, as if they had given way for granted.
When this pedestrian just left two meters,
White Mao explained to the two companions in a low voice: "The thin and tall tentacles and eyes are the Balant, and the two behind are the blue horns. These are all extraterrestrial races."
"It's too arrogant, just like the uncle, you owe them?" The fat man frowned and said.
At least give way to say thank you, the four of them are normal, and the remaining three look like an uncle with this face on the ground. It really makes the fat man feel angry.
Before Mu Fan had time to speak, he saw the four people in front of him suddenly stopped.
The Balant, who was like a spittoon, turned his two vertical eyes to scan around, and then the spittoon face turned around.
"Dujakod?"
The eyes of the two slender antennae were strangely divided to the sides.
White Mao expressed embarrassment because he didn't understand Ballant's language at all, and the fat man asked dumbfounded: "What are you talking about?"
After seeing the three people did not express.
"Heh~" a sound came out from the Balant population.
"Kihool, thrawmdd."
Then the two low blue horns laughed.
The man with the tall hat also chuckled twice and pushed the brim of his hat. When he saw the three people on the opposite side, a bright light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"The waste of the Yin family, it's a coincidence." The Interstellar Common Language finally appeared, but the tone was still very strange, and every word always seemed inexplicable.
The pronunciation of each word has no twists and is extremely rigid.
Baimao's face is hard to look at, the face opposite...
The single-character name, Jin, is a half-blooded man from the Federation, with the blood of an alien from an alien race.
Baimao once met the guy on the opposite side in the underground market. That time the family was fighting for an eighth-generation lithography master machine, and finally this guy came out maliciously to make pornography.
As for the simple reason, the Yin family was the only federal family present at the time, and Jin happened to hate the federal people.
The reason is that simple.
And now, I saw...
"Damn it."
Bai Mao whispered, really unlucky.
"Guds~"
The spittoon face didn't pay attention to the white hair's movement, and he still spoke in an unexplained language, and then the crowd laughed and left.
"What kind of bird language?" The fat man said angrily. The other party talked and laughed in foreign languages ​​in front of him, making the fat brother really upset.
While Bai Mao sipped angrily, who would be okay to learn the ethnic language of the extraterrestrial river?
But now I can only blame myself for not being good at learning, he has to go back and check what the other party is talking about.
But at this moment, in Mu Fan's ears, Hei suddenly said:
"The other party is scolding you. The second sentence is in Balantan, which means a lowly race, three pigs."
Mu Fan's eyes suddenly looked back at the four people.
"stop."
The sound is surging in the air, and the momentum will not be ignored, whether you understand it or not.
The four stopped again and the "spittoon" turned their heads.
"Duja?"
They were still bullying Mu Fan and the three of them couldn't understand Balante.
"What's wrong, Mu Fan?" Bai Mao asked quickly, but he didn't understand the sudden change.
Mu Fan looked at the spittoon and did not turn around and said lightly: "He is scolding the three of us, talking about a lowly race, three pigs."
"Fuck!" White Mao's face was green at the time.
The fat man's face was even bigger.
"Explain clearly." Mu Fan stared indifferently at the snail eyes of the Ballantians.
"What is there to explain? Please don't try to guess our language." The spittoon looked at the spittoon with two eyes crossed, showing a smile.
"Asshole, quickly apologize." The fat man cursed and rolled up his sleeves and rushed over. He wanted to use his body to deter him.
This cheap spittoon has changed the method to scold them.
However, when the fat man was about to rush to the two blue horns, a small pistol with a metal inverted umbrella suddenly appeared in one of the low blue winter melons.
Originally, the figure was short, and the fat man blocked his sight again, and Mu Fan didn't see it at all.
Only seeing the light blue mist exploded in front of Fatty, Harry flew out seven or eight meters like a baseball that was hit hard, and hit the edge of the flowerbed over there with a bang, Fatty His chest and shirt exploded directly, revealing white fat flesh, and tears of pain came out.
A non-lethal weapon similar to a certain air cannon.
"Hahahaha." The two blue-horned people and the Balantee laughed happily at the same time when they saw the fat man's misery.
Jin looked at Baimao proudly, with mockery in his eyes.
But the next moment, surprise flashed in the eyes of these people.
A black shadow flashed by in an instant, and Mu Fan stared sternly at the blue-horned man who opened the gun. He leaped high, his right fist seemed to want to smash it down.
The blue horn tribe who had just fired a shot had fierce light in his seemingly silly eyes, his thumb slammed on the gun body, and the trigger was pulled again.
When he bombarded Harry Little Fatty, the scale of the gun body was 3, but now it is 5!
This undoubtedly represents the level of this kind of energy output!
But at the moment when Mu Fan fired the shot on the opposite side, his body bends down abruptly, supporting the ground with one hand, and his whole body flexed to only one-third of his original height, completing the fall from the air to the ground in 0.1 seconds Force change.
A blue hollow air wave with a diameter of more than 30 centimeters blasted directly from the umbrella-shaped metal tip, and instantly passed through the area where Mu Fan had just stopped, casting a long blue light trail in the air.
At this time, Mu Fan's feet finally turned forward with his body, aiming at the blue-horned short winter melon.
Gu Liu Fist Fighting Technique-Push Upward!
The legs hit hard like springs.
Boom!
Several people seemed to hear the sound of a balloon exploding in their ears, and then the blue-horned man who fired the shot directly turned into a human cannonball and slammed into the cross chair over there.
Mu Fan's strong leg strength even directly penetrated the opponent's body, smashing the cross chair, and the blue-horned man's small eyes fainted directly.
That weird pistol flew to the side and shattered to pieces~EbookFREE.me~ and the companion on the side seemed to have reacted at this moment, and suddenly burst out at a speed no weaker than just Mu Fan's flash, short left arm Swiping a blue light, it was about to hit Mu Fan.
This caused the white-haired pupils at the back to shrink instantly, and the explosive power of the second blue-horned short winter melon was so strong!
This seems to be... their racial combat skills!
"Little..." Before the second word of Baimao's reminder came out of his throat, he heard a loud sound--
"boom!"
In Bai Mao's field of vision, another human shell flew out.
"wild."
"Good tm enjoyable."
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