Capítulo 1050: Chapter 823: I’m Not Refunding the Money
Galaxy… protective service?
Not only were those fully-armed bartenders stunned, but even Mu Fan was taken aback.
He clearly bought the courier service from [Galaxy Transport]!
Since when did this courier company start offering protective services?
“Your Galaxy Transport is overstepping its boundaries this time!” Boss George said angrily.
The honest jacketed man exclaimed excitedly, “This place is so remote. To make it here, I encountered Star Bandits four times on the way. Do you know how much effort it took me to get rid of them?”
“What’s wrong with me taking a side job to earn some extra money for the family?”
The jacketed man’s sunglasses were bobbing on his nose, and only God knows how many Star Thieves he had to take down just to earn money for his daughter’s milk powder.
MD, the Star Thieves in this star domain are all like lunatics. They even dare to rob when they see the Galaxy Transport sign. It’s truly rare.
Those few damaged parts of the ship’s armor will need to be repaired at his own expense when he goes back.
Mu Fan was about to make a move, but upon hearing this, he looked at the jacketed man panting like a bull, was silent for a moment, then nodded, “Okay, I’ll hire you.”
The jacketed man’s face flushed red at these words. He was so excited that he quickly assembled his words, “I can provide you with a maximum of 2 hours of protection service: 100,000 for dealing with up to 10 people, 400,000 for up to 30 people, and for them, one million. Pay after satisfaction!”
Mu Fan directly tossed over a card.
At this moment, the honest jacketed man’s face turned even redder, and he respectfully bowed, took out a card reader, and said in a thunderous voice, “Boss, for how much service do you want?”
Under the scarf surrounding Lu Qingxue’s mouth and nose, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, clearly indicating that this comical courier even made her want to laugh.
And an expression of helplessness flashed across Mu Fan’s face…
He pinched his brow, spoke without looking back, “100,000.”
The excitement on the jacketed man’s face instantly cooled by half, and he muttered to himself, “Only 100,000… well, I’ll send you two more people for free.”
“No need, just stand here.” Mu Fan’s voice left the honest jacketed man stunned on the spot.
Standing?
No need to lift a finger?
At this moment, the bar owner could no longer hold back.
“Come over and help me, I’ll pay triple!” George said sternly.
If not now, when? Triple pay is just 300,000, a mere trifle for him.
The jacketed man gave George a surprised look, then regretfully shook his head, “I am very professional. This is an added value service provided by the company for the consignee, which must be enjoyed by the consignee themselves.”
After saying this, he “bearishly” stood by Mu Fan’s side.
Like a Northern Brown Bear, tall and mighty.
In terms of physique compared with some mercenaries in the bar, he wasn’t overly strong.
But if you add the four big words of [Galaxy Transport] with a dragon pattern, the momentum at this moment was simply dazzling.
The muscles on George’s face twitched…
He was so furious that he was grinding his teeth.
How did Galaxy Transport come up with this fool?
This left him in an awkward situation…
Mu Fan handed the locked case to Lu Qingxue, “Hold this for me.”
He spread the web of his left hand, aiming it at those in front of him, his gaze turning cold bit by bit.
The right hand holding the Dark Gold Short Stick began to slowly rise.
Clearly, there was no room for negotiation.
“Ready…” George said in a low voice, then saw the jacketed man, who resembled a brown bear, pull out a metallic cylinder thicker than a pen from his pocket.
On the top, there was a bright red button, and the jacketed man’s right thumb was already on top of the button.
The bar owner almost cursed out loud at that moment.
[Motherf*cker!]
The side of that short metal section was clearly printed with a biochemical nuclear symbol in apricot yellow, a sign that looked like an electric fan.
And the jacketed man’s left hand was holding a small crystal generator, clearly something like a protective shield.
[They’re all mad, all f*cking mad, is this courier mentally ill?]
[Nuking over a spat? Damn, is this Galaxy Transport? Too f*cking rogue.]
Perhaps feeling the angry gaze from Maple Leaf Bar owner Mr. George, the jacketed man glanced over and exchanged gazes with him, baring a mouthful of big white teeth in a grin that couldn’t be dumber.
“Ready…” Mr. George’s mouth began to tremble, and then he suddenly turned his head, looking at one of his most loyal subordinates.
“Get ready… Chax.”
A bartender whose body was already tense, holding up a table leg, looked back blankly.
Why only mention his name?
George looked at Chax with a stern gaze but sighed inwardly.
[Sorry brother, you’re the only one without a gun.]
“Go!”
Upon George’s command, the bartender named Chax, not even clear-headed yet, subconsciously took a step forward holding the table leg.
Mu Fan glanced at the bartender, whose eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment, twitched the corner of his eye, and took a small hop forward.
He sidestepped, kicked out leaving a blur behind.
The entire leg was parallel to the ground, forming a straight line with the waist and upper body.
The table leg in the bartender Chax’s hand was still held aloft.
Mu Fan’s left foot had already slammed into his stomach.
Chax’s eyes bulged suddenly…
“Ah!”
With a painful cry filled with melancholy and confusion, he flew back vertically to the bar.
With a crash, he landed in the sofa area, sliding down the wall onto the sofa, sitting with his eyes unfocused.
“Poof.”
A mouthful of white foam mixed with the lunchtime meal surged out of Chax.
The last thing this guy did before losing consciousness was turn his head to George, “Boss…”
Those eyes seemed to be questioning why only he was sent out?
He didn’t say the words before passing out directly.
George caught the look from Chax with the corner of his eye, felt a pang in his heart, but showed no change on his face.
At the moment he lowered his head, he mustered up a look of forcibly suppressed terror.
“…Incredibly… powerful…”
“Looks like we can’t keep you here today.”
“Do you really want to kill us all?”
“If it’s really a life-and-death struggle, I, George, will stick it out with my brothers to the end.”
The tragic and heroic words instantly echoed throughout the bar.
Those patrons who had just secretly sipped some liquor almost spat out their drinks.
And those bartenders, all in a daze, turned to look back.
As if their boss was just about to surrender before the fight even began?
Blue veins on Mu Fan’s forehead were about to pop.
Couldn’t you have said earlier if you weren’t going to fight?
He’d already drawn his stick, and now he has to put it away again, doesn’t he know that’s difficult?
“Not staying?!”
“Sir, you’re capable. I, George, admit defeat.”
“Then are we fighting or not?”
“If you wish to bully the weak with your strength, I, George, will resist to the bitter end.”
Even Mu Fan, usually patient, almost spat out a curse.
He slammed his stick down, smashing a nearby table to pieces, his chest filled with an evil fire he didn’t know how to let out.
“We’re leaving.”
Lu Qingxue gently covered her mouth and nose with the back of her hand, her charming smile unnoticed by anyone.
Then she picked up the locked case and quietly followed him out.
And the jacketed man chuckled, “Not fighting is good, not fighting is good.”
“Mr. Mu, then I won’t be refunding you, they didn’t fight, not my fault.”
“Deduct it.”
Mu Fan weakly raised his hand and waved, feeling as if he had suffered internal injuries.
Now, if only he had the Fire God Cannon, he really wanted to grab one and blow away the Blood Teeth Team.
“Boss.”
Just as Mu Fan stepped over the fallen door plank and walked out, he suddenly turned around.
Having just breathed a sigh of relief, while secretly cursing the jacketed man as the universe’s biggest idiot, George flinched and looked up.
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