Chapter 294: Chapter 69 Move Again, and You Die
“What are you doing?”
“I don’t want to dirty it.”
Mu Fan’s gaze fixed on Yu Haitian opposite him, rolling up his shirt sleeves with both hands.
That outfit was the best he had worn, and Mu Fan still remembered the warning look on that adorable elf-like girl’s face when she gave him the clothes, cautioning him not to dirty or damage them.
Upon hearing this statement, White Hair’s face almost spelled out the word “impressed.”
That was some serious pretense!
At that moment, Yu Haitian completed his charge-up and, with a booming sound, sprung up like a cannonball, charging ferociously into the air.
That explosive burst and rapid speed even caused Gaoling Ze’s hair to be thrown backward.
“Prepare to take the person.”
At this command, the bodyguards beside him lined up in unison.
As Yu Haitian leaped up, Mu Fan’s right elbow pulled back violently, his body bending into a half-bow to store power.
Yu Haitian clenched his fists together, and at the peak of his jump, he extended all his limbs backward, a testament to his tensioned strength at its limit.
Finally, 2 meters above Mu Fan’s head, Yu Haitian’s momentum reached its peak.
Then, his fists turned into afterimages, disappearing from sight.
Heavy Hammer is coming down!
Like a giant rock falling from the sky, the shadow enveloped Mu Fan below.
“Smash it down!” Gaoling Ze’s eyes filled with a brutal pleasure; under this scene, there were no fewer than a dozen people who had been smashed to death by Yu Haitian!
Every time was a kind of intoxicating spectacle of violent aesthetics.
Brutal!
Beishan Xinyue and Bai Guyue closed their eyes at the same time.
The former didn’t want to see blood splatter on the spot; the latter was purely out of concern and fear.
But they shared one thing in common, the subconscious belief that this young man would be severely injured in the next second.
At the moment Yu Haitian leaped into the air.
Mu Fan’s waist was twisting, bones emitting a strange creaking sound, his right elbow still slowly pulling back, rotating around his waist.
He couldn’t retreat, only advance.
In the present situation, a head-on clash was the only choice, and the enemy had anticipated his predicament exactly.
If that’s the case, then let’s clash head-on!
Mu Fan’s right elbow rotated to its limit, and he stamped his feet heavily on the ground.
With a buzzing sound, a wave of air burst into existence!
Donald and others, who were laughing and talking, suddenly became speechless.
Mu Fan, with his feet as the center, rotated his entire body and flung it outwards, the fully rotated right elbow slicing through the air fiercely toward the space above.
His left hand followed, and in less than 0.1 seconds, it was placed on his right wrist, clenched tight!
Power exerted!
So, at a precise moment, Mu Fan’s right forearm unerringly reached a position straight above his head.
What is this for?
The next second, people got their answer.
Boom!
The real image appeared!
Yu Haitian’s fists heavily slammed onto the forearm Mu Fan was using to brace himself.
Gaoling Ze felt a surge of adrenaline, as if he had reached the most thrilling part of drinking alcohol.
Shatter his bones!
Mu Fan’s body sank, Yu Haitian landed heavily, fists still in a downward motion.
For a moment, everything froze.
Everyone was waiting to see the young man kneel and fall, but no one noticed that Mu Fan’s forearm wasn’t bracing Yu Haitian’s fists…
It was bracing his arms!
Nor did anyone notice the involuntary trembling of the muscles in Yu Haitian’s forearms.
It was a quivering of exhaustion.
At this moment, Yu Haitian was oblivious to Mu Fan’s bowing and arm-raising posture; he only felt his forearms had smashed into a chunk of solid steel, with a continuous, faint pain inside them.
Mu Fan raised his head, his eyes meeting Yu Haitian’s.
Yu Haitian’s heart missed a beat, his robust body darted back, then his fists rained down like a storm.
The momentum wasn’t exhausted yet; he had to continuously break through the opponent’s defense!
Such tough bones, this endurance… superior to his own?
How high exactly was his strength?
But at that moment, Yu Haitian had no chance to pull back and explain to Gaoling Ze.
Because with one shake of his arm, Mu Fan threw out countless punches.
Bang bang bang bang!
Afterimages burst into existence in the air.
Aside from White Hair, whose eyes shone with keen interest, no one could make out what had happened. Seconds later, Yu Haitian back-flipped away at an angle, retreating five meters.
Mu Fan stood with his fists in front of his chest, his gaze calm.
“What’s wrong, Uncle Yu? Is the kid’s bone broken, but he’s still pushing through?”
Gaoling Ze asked curiously, but was pushed back by a surge of force…
Yu Haitian didn’t answer. Instead, he flung out one arm, sending Gaoling Ze flying backward.
At this moment, Mu Fan stomped heavily on the ground and flung himself into the air. The violent momentum at that moment caused a great sense of crisis in Yu Haitian’s heart.
On the side, Beishan Xinyue, whose beautiful eyes were now wide open, saw the young man twisting his body toward her, then, in a nearly contorted motion, his right leg shot down like lightning striking the ground.
A crescent moon flashed into view, the afterimage vanished!
Boom!
Yu Haitian, who had only just managed to raise his arms, was smashed away by the mammoth force like an ancient mammoth.
Gaoling Ze, who had just steadied himself, instantly saw his clan’s Fighting Master smash into four or five others and get flung together to a spot ten meters away.
“Young Master, run!”
His arms limp at his sides, Yu Haitian bellowed.
Only then did Gaoling Ze realize what had occurred. However, at this moment, his eyes were bloodshot with a gambler’s frantic desperation, and he pulled out a small metallic Crossbow Mechanism from his bosom.
The Crossbow Arrow atop it was already tensed!
“I, Gaoling Ze, will not lose!”
Taking aim at Mu Fan, he pulled the trigger. The tiny crossbow bolt, aided by the tension of the taut spring, lit up with a red glow as it shot forth.
It fired with a bang!
This was a Military Crossbow, a combination of mechanics and ammunition technology, from which he had removed the laser sight—a self-defense weapon he carried with him.
At a mere distance of less than five meters, there was no way he could avoid it.
He was going to shoot this man through, force him to kneel before himself!
The silent high-tech bolt cut through the air without a sound. Before anyone could react, it shot straight towards Mu Fan.
Snap!
Mu Fan, having just returned to a standing position, suddenly raised his right hand.
The tail fins still quivered uncontrollably, but the Crossbow Arrow, the size of a palm, was now firmly grasped in Mu Fan’s hand.
He actually used a lethal crossbow?
The situation took a swift and abrupt turn as the now-alert bodyguards swarmed in, with their spring batons swinging down.
“These fucking idiots have screwed up,” White Hair casually said to Bai Guyue, who was wide-eyed beside him.
Then they saw Mu Fan’s figure blur. A moment later, more than a dozen silhouettes were sent flying.
When Mu Fan reappeared, he was already standing in front of Gaoling Ze.
Gaoling Ze, who had already revealed his crazed state, was now firmly pinned to the ground.
Mu Fan’s right hand held the Crossbow Arrow while his left hand, like iron tongs, grasped Gaoling Ze’s neck, rendering him completely unable to struggle.
Then, Mu Fan’s right hand holding the sharp tip of the Crossbow Arrow slowly approached Gaoling Ze’s forehead, piercing the skin, pressing down further as a bead of blood emerged!
Gaoling Ze’s eyes, filled with fear, were completely overtaken by the expressionless face of Mu Fan. That indifferent gaze had not changed one iota since the first encounter.
He looked at him with the same calmness as one would look at a dead man.
He wasn’t pretending! That indifference to life in his eyes… it was real!
His lips trembling, the pain at his forehead slowly tore apart his mental defenses.
“Don’t be rash, I am the young master of the Gaoling Family. Let’s talk this out.”
This fear of death, never before had it been as palpable as it was now.
Only now did he realize that he had truly hit a snag.
How could anyone elude a Military Crossbow, or beat their clan’s Fighting Master so badly to break both his arms at such a young age?
As unbelievable as it was, the vivid sensation of impending death was almost driving him to the brink of collapse.
Mu Fan was about to speak when he suddenly flung the Crossbow Arrow in his hand to the side!
Ding!
A crisp metallic clang rang out as a silver handgun spun in mid-air, hitting the wall before sliding to the ground.
At the same time, Mu Fan’s head turned aside, and a cold sentence finally emerged from his mouth:
“Move again, and you’re dead.”
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