Vol 2 Chapter 695: Count as an egg

The sound was harsh, but not frivolous.
The mature voice has a touch of irony, and the person who can directly hear the pronunciation is definitely not in the age group of twenty.
The crowd followed the voice and looked back.
A red high-necked windbreaker that hangs directly to the knees, with double rows of shiny bronze metal buckles.
Both arms hung to his sides, palms covered by black leather gloves.
Under the gray-white head, there is a tough face with a knife and axe, but the eyes that can best reflect the spirit are blocked by a pair of black sunglasses.
He walked in a tiger step, half a head shorter than Boart, and his figure was a little thinner.
But for ordinary people, he is a strong man with a height of 190 cm, full of power in every move!
When he appeared, the powerful aura that naturally emerged from his body was involuntarily retreated.
But there is one exception, that is Scott Scott, the team leader of Dawn Academy!
Bloodshot suddenly appeared in his eyes, it was not panic, not anger, but excitement!
That is the expression of the drowning man seeing the hope of life-saving.
Mu Fan naturally looked back faintly.
After seeing Mu Fan's gaze, the strange man who appeared suddenly let out a soft snort.
"When you meet such students who can't even get in the second line of Shuguang, what can you be proud of?"
"What kind of status, what kind of words, so... you better take it back."
That kind of sarcasm made the faces of a group of Shu opticians suddenly change color, but they did not dare to say a word.
Because their pupils are deeply jealous.
Mu Fan's eyes also instantly condensed into needle points.
Every time this man walked out, a footprint about one centimeter deep appeared on the stone slab under his feet.
Without the earth-shaking movement and destructive effects of Mu Fan before, there was no stone chipping out, only these clear...footprints.
It is these footprints imprinted silently that show the strength of this gray-haired man even more!
Excited, Scott's face was ruddy like a drunk, and he wanted to step forward to talk, but he didn't dare to take a step.
The dark line of the exchange team, the real team's strongest speaker... Sickle.
Only one word.
A word filled with blood.
But he is the real powerhouse in the night teaching group!
The night under the brilliance of the Dawn Academy, the legendary teaching group of the strongest!
At this moment, it suddenly appeared.
On the collar of the red windbreaker, the sickle embroidered with gold thread!
With his fists clenched tightly, Scott felt his heart was so excited that he couldn't help himself.
Since Lord Kama appears, all the endgame will be...harvested.
With smirking eyes, Scott looked at Mu Fan, with a cold smile on his lips.
And the latter, after hearing what Kama said, just...
Raised an eyebrow.
Mu Fan lifted his chin slightly, neither humble nor overbearing, looking at it with the indifference that he had always had, and the corner of his mouth conjured up the same cold irony.
"What I said has several characteristics."
In the black and bright eyes, there is an indifferent and a faintly powerful fighting spirit!
"Not retracted."
Three words spit out from thin lips.
"No regrets."
It's three simple words again.
"Not lost."
Three sentences, nine words, with an extremely strong confidence, instantly swept back the aura that had just been suppressed.
And once again, the edge is revealed!
"Oh?"
Sickle's right hand was slowly raised, and he gently took off the sunglasses from the bridge of his nose, revealing a pair of green pupils that looked like a wolf.
Just looking past those eyes, there was a breathtaking feeling.
"Then I will let you take it back."
Slightly hoarse but with a magnetic voice, Kick reported to himself.
But those eyes glowing with green gleaming light began to give out an icy breath.
"If you say no... then five seconds later, I will hang you on that tree and make Dingchuan Academy famous for you."
Lifting his right hand, the black leather glove stretched out an index finger and pointed at the giant laurel tree that Boate had just hit the outline and Mu Fan punched it through.
Behind that indifferent tone was extremely strong confidence, and the sickle seemed to be talking to an ant.
"Mu Fan! Do you know where your selfish behavior has trapped the Academy!"
At this time, Zhang Shaotang, who had been suppressing his anger, stood up.
"It's time to fight, are you endless!? Today is the academy's reception for exchange students. There should be an end to your troubles." Zhang Shaotang said word by word in the gloomy words: " Take back what you just said and apologize to the injured person. I can assume that this hasn't happened."
The breeze blew, and the ninth corridor was quiet.
People who saw this scene on the Internet were also meditating.
Everyone's eyes fell on Mu Fan at this moment.
...
"I did this, so what?"
...
The indifferent retort in one sentence is like a spark of fire, instantly igniting on the grassland.
Mu Fan spoke gently, his chin moved slightly, his eyes moved.
"Zhang Shaotang, Dingchuan's glory was not requested, but... it was punched out with his fist."
The last four words were spoken plainly, but as if a cannonball hit everyone's heart heavily.
A freshman, with such a deafening sound, was like a thunder in the world, awake many people.
After speaking, Mu Fan turned his eyes to the sickly sickle again.
No longer pay attention to Zhang Shaotang.
Although the opponent's body is getting stronger and stronger, he will never take a step back at this moment.
Some words are said, it is impossible to take them back!
If he took this step back today, his spine would be bent.
He is Mu Fan. From birth to now, he did not ask for heaven or earth, from the dead to the present Mu Fan.
"My family's glory, there is only one going forward."
This sentence was repeated silently in his heart, and the blood in Mu Fan's eyes began to grow stronger.
The Shura clan, will not back down in front of the battle ~ EbookFREE.me ~ arms crossed in front of the body, from the bones to the muscles, shaking with force.
The floating sweat instantly shattered into mist.
There was no sorrow or joy in Mu Fan's eyes, only the intent to fight as cold as a blade rose.
Pull your arms back violently, twisting your fingers.
The blue veins floated up on the arms, meandering to the back of the hand.
Fist, straight ahead!
"well."
"Introduce myself, my name is Jian, I am not an ordinary student, nor a tutor... I am from Dawn.
The voice fell, and the palm of the black leather glove shook lightly.
The sunglasses crossed a parabola in the air and fell towards Mu Fan.
This action is not fast, and the speed of the sunglasses flying is not fast.
So people have enough time to see this scene clearly and enough time to think...
Why is this pair of sunglasses thrown out? Will this gray-haired man attack?
But when the sunglasses flew halfway, all guesses were answered.
And it's an answer far beyond their visual limits!
One foot on the ground.
The red windbreaker was raised high.
A series of more than twelve afterimages instantly pulled apart in the air!
The second came first, and he passed the sunglasses very quickly.
A giant red sickle blade light trail appeared in the air instantly!
That was the arm that the red windbreaker swung down the sickle!
In front of the boxing knife, it was Mu Fan whose eyes were beginning to glow with blood.
Boom.
A loud noise passed through the air, spreading into the earth, along the surface and trees to the distance.
With the falling leaves, this corridor seems to be raining.
In this leaf rain...
A huge black figure with extremely strong physique appeared in front of Mu Fan without warning!
"You fucking..."
"It's an egg."
The thick voice with suffocation, like a landslide.