Capítulo 1048: Chapter 821: Suddenly Feeling Really Nervous Inside (Second Update)
(Third update in 90 minutes.)
Beneath the holographic projection sky barrier.
Yellow sandy streets, deadly silent.
All the mercenaries and space drifters who witnessed this scene only felt a chill rising from their backs.
They swore they would never forget a young man with a calm face… quietly taking photos after killing.
“Black, have you locked onto the source of the information?”
Mu Fan murmured softly.
“Locked.” Black’s words were simple and straightforward, only three characters.
“Very good.”
“Continue…”
He lowered his head to glance at his bloody and faintly foul-smelling hand, his five fingers clenched like eagle claws, suddenly trembling.
A mist of blood instantly sprayed from his hand.
Though still bloody and mangled, upon close inspection, there was no longer the blackness that had once been corroded by toxins. Beneath that bloodied flesh, muscle and skin were rapidly repairing under intense cellular energy.
In a blood-stained, ragged mercenary uniform, Mu Fan strode forward, continuing to walk toward the entrance from which he came.
The condition of the Maple Leaf Bar was much better than that of the Rice Field Tavern, only the wooden door and railing were smashed.
But the people inside… had just been affected by the toxin spread from the Poison King.
However, the moment Mu Fan stepped into the bar, when his gaze met with Lu Qingxue’s, there came a series of muffled groans nearby.
The patrons who were affected when the Poison King made his move were now all groggily awakening.
From the moment the Poison King was dashed against the roof of the Maple Leaf Bar, these people simultaneously came out of their stupor.
“I just had a dream, someone was stealing my woman. Fu-ck, I’m gonna bash him!”
A strong blond man stood up, his shirt torn, looked around, then at the black man at his feet holding him and drooling, seemingly unwilling to wake from the dream, even contentedly licking his own shoe.
“What the Fuc-k! I’m gonna bash you now.” The blond guy turned green, squatted abruptly, and choked the black man’s neck.
…
“My head hurts… what just happened?”
“Who hit me just now, step out!”
…
A continuous wave of surprised voices arose.
These people had awakened, and the bar owner and those bouncers maintaining order also came to.
They struggled to recall previous scenes, then looked in horror towards the bar center.
However, they saw only a terrible mess…
Only the person in a gray and white cloak sitting in the center, and Mu Fan, who had just entered through the broken door.
The blood-soaked ragged mercenary uniform made Mu Fan appear terribly solemn.
The bar owner, who had struck his head on the bar, swiftly tore off the empty lens glasses used for disguise and smashed them to the ground.
He stomped them underfoot.
“I recall, just now, it was you speaking to the weird person in a black cloak, it was you two clashing!”
“You’re pretty brave to return. Where’s that trash who dared cause trouble at the Maple Leaf Bar…”
The bar owner quickly shook off his dizziness, and upon seeing the scene inside, his face turned terrifyingly gloomy.
And Lu Qingxue, since Mu Fan entered, had finally stood up from her chair.
In the depths of her cold, captivating eyes, a… uncontrollable wave flashed.
“Are you hurt?”
Lu Qingxue’s demeanor was cold, but facing Mu Fan, her first inquiry was about Mu Fan’s hand, for in her sight, that hand was grotesquely bloody.
The red in Mu Fan’s eyes began to fade, finally returning to the deep black they were before his blood raged.
He smiled, “It’s nothing.”
Wiping his right hand on his clothes, the healing rotten wound flashed before Lu Qingxue’s eyes and was quickly lowered.
“See, it’s getting better.”
Lu Qingxue gently shook her head, extended her icy, jade-like hand, and began to unravel the white gauze wrapped on her delicate wrist.
Then she walked to Mu Fan, lowered her head:
“Give me your hand.”
Mu Fan’s right hand shrank back, “Really, it’s not…”
Lu Qingxue didn’t finish listening to Mu Fan’s words; she just held Mu Fan’s wrist. The icy touch made Mu Fan’s initially retracted hand pause.
Mu Fan then felt a faint, elegant Snow Lotus fragrance waft around his nose.
Lu Qingxue, with focused concentration, wound around Mu Fan’s palm loop by loop.
She squeezed a Snow Lotus Seed into the white gauze.
Mu Fan only felt a cool sensation emanate from his palm, and the scorching sensation in his palm instantly became comfortable.
“All done.”
With a beautiful bow tied, Lu Qingxue lifted her cold eyes to look at Mu Fan, whispering.
Mu Fan… blushed a little.
Because it seemed he had been staring blankly at Lu Qingxue the whole time.
Awkwardly scratching his head, Mu Fan was about to find an excuse to avoid the awkward atmosphere when his stomach growled…
His face became even more peculiar.
Surprise and a trace of daze flashed across Lu Qingxue’s eyes.
Was he… hungry?
Mu Fan’s face instantly turned red as an apple.
“I’ve burned quite a lot of energy, I’ll grab a bite first.”
Lu Qingxue slyly rolled her eyes at Mu Fan, her eyes suddenly brimming with charm, mesmerizing Mu Fan.
She then handed a fiery Molten Magma Fruit to Mu Fan.
If Li Xiaoxi, the ace of apartment candid photography, were here, she would definitely capture Mu Fan’s current big-dumb-goose expression vividly, then slap the photo in front of Mu Fan, letting him enjoy it properly.
Meanwhile, not far away, the bar owner, his forehead still bleeding, had a gloomy face matching the battered black man nearby.
Especially since the gray cloak was clearly a woman.
Were they really flirting under his nose?
He prided himself as the most elegant businessman in Oasis City, correct.
But at this moment, he couldn’t hold it anymore!
“Kid, I’m asking you, where’s that trash who dared cause trouble in my Maple Leaf Bar? I want to strip him naked and hang him on the pole, making him dance for a month!”
Grip…
Mu Fan’s open mouth paused, as if he had just drunk blood. With a somewhat unfocused look, he glanced at the owner, only then remembering something.
He blankly pointed to the roof outside.
“Hanging over there, on the roof.”
Then continued chewing away.
“You all, go out, check, drag that rubbish back here for me.” The bar owner tugged at his collar, saying irritably.
Two tuxedoed waiters respectfully walked out.
The abundant energy of the Molten Magma Fruit was rapidly replenishing Mu Fan’s enormous momentary outburst.
And Lu Qingxue seemingly hadn’t heard any of the outside commotion, merely focused intently on watching Mu Fan eat.
And Mu Fan, noticing from the corner of his eye, nearly bit his finger.
[Suddenly my heart feels really tense…]
This was the truest reflection of Mu Fan’s mind at that moment.
“Oh… shi-t.”
“Bleh~”
“Pouf!”
Suddenly, two clear sounds of vomiting came from outside, followed by two figures stumbling back, covering their mouths in fear.
One seemed to slip on the vomit, quickly clambering back.
“Bo-bo-boss, the roof, take a look real quick…”
Then they clasped their hands over their mouths desperately, keeping the contents of their stomachs from spilling.
Just then, the patrons in the Maple Leaf Bar had almost fully sobered up.
As “civilized” drink guests, they were now maintaining basic restraint, awaiting the bar owner’s resolution.
The owner, disgusted by his useless underlings, slapped the table, “Shut up!”
He then donned his upscale red leather coat, marching out of the bar like a proud rooster.
The patrons’ gaze followed…