Chapter 295: Chapter 70 Have any questions?
Donatello, with his wrist covered, had an incredulous look on his face. He had just drawn his gun and hadn’t even aimed it when a crossbow arrow, too fast to see its shadow, pinned it to the weapon.
This gun was made of high-strength ceramic, a non-metallic handgun that would never be detected by metal detectors at any time, his perfect secret weapon. Accordingly, its power was slightly lower than that of a regular handgun, but it was more than enough to cripple a person at close range.
But the intense pain that surged through his wrist in that instant made him realize the terror of that young man!
Watching Mu Fan now holding Gaoling Ze with one hand, Donatello shouted fiercely, “Are you really determined to escalate this situation to uncontrollable levels?”
Mu Fan looked calm as he stood up, holding the speechless Gaoling Ze in his hand, while the surrounding bodyguards simultaneously stepped back three paces.
With one hand lifting the gasping Gaoling Ze, he slowly walked towards Donatello.
“Please don’t harm our young master!” Yu Haitian, sitting against the wall panting, pleaded, with a sense of desolation in his heart.
He had focused on martial arts for twenty-five years, and now he found himself with both arms broken by a single kick from a seemingly young boy.
That reaction speed, keen as a Fierce Beast from the Outer Domain, combined with the strength that surpassed human limits and his Fighting Skill, which conveyed a direct threat of death in just a blink.
What kind of environment had cultivated such a boy!
The Fighter Association had never heard of such a talented fighter.
Wearing an outfit that was obviously not cheap… Could it be…
Had they really provoked someone from a powerful extraterrestrial force?
The first priority for their young master now was to save his life, or else all of his men would be waiting to be secretly dealt with.
As Mu Fan, forcing the retreating bodyguards, made his way forward, he suddenly stopped, tilted his head slightly and spoke indifferently, “He wanted to kill me.”
Then, turning his head, those lifeless eyes stared at Donatello opposite him, “You want to kill me too.”
Hearing this, Gaoling Ze, who was nearly half-dead, desperately shook his head, no, absolutely no!
Even if he were handed a gun now, he wouldn’t dare shoot!
On the other side, Donatello didn’t retreat but stared intently at Mu Fan, “Here on Blue Capital Star, if you make enemies with the seven major families, you won’t make it out of this street!”
He was right; this was a territory on Blue Capital Star that the seven major families had painstakingly managed for years.
His family, Donatello, might not be counted among the seven, but with the political resources it shared with the Gaoling Family, their status was no less than that of the seven, although they lacked the power.
In this place, no one dared to provoke the seven major families, and no one would really dare to be their enemy.
The two bodyguards who had been blocking Beishan Xinyue ran over to join the team intercepting Mu Fan. Now, Beishan Xinyue was left seemingly forgotten by the side.
“Hey, beautiful, come here.”
A soft, low call suddenly came from behind her. At first, she paid it no mind, but upon hearing “hey, beauty in the cheongsam, look over here” a second time, she finally confirmed it was directed at her.
Beishan Xinyue turned her head in confusion, then saw that white-haired Yin Shuai, smiling brilliantly, was waving at her.
…
Unable to look directly, she found that her years of experience couldn’t provide her the words to describe White Hair’s appearance.
“Come on over, it’s dangerous there.”
White Hair persisted in signaling her over, and finally, noticing the crowd pressing in from the other side, Beishan Xinyue decided to go over, naturally stopping beside Bai Guyue.
The frail-looking girl still managed to give off a sense of trustworthiness.
“Why aren’t you leaving? Gaoling Ze and his people are not to be trifled with.”
Beishan Xinyue saw the worry and fear in Bai Guyue’s eyes and couldn’t help but ask, her voice carrying its own magnetic charm that drew the young girl’s attention.
“I’m not leaving; he’s still there.”
Bai Guyue pointed towards Mu Fan. Mu Fan had stepped forward to protect them; how could she just walk away?
“These people are not easy to mess with. I bet if we walk out, we’ll end up being captured. Might as well stay here and enjoy the show,” White Hair casually remarked from the side.
“How can you say that when your friend is protecting you?” Beishan Xinyue looked at White Hair with displeasure. She had no respect for someone like him.
White Hair simply smiled, running his hand over his head and then casually pointing at Mu Fan, “To tell you the truth, I’ve roamed the interstellar for many years and I’ve never seen anyone this awesome at his age. And… well, you wouldn’t understand just how twisted he is. I think you’d better worry about those two over there.”
While Yin Shuai was speaking, Mu Fan had already walked up to Donatello, holding Gaoling Ze. Mu Fan was slightly shorter than Donatello and looked about seven or eight years younger.
But at that moment, with just a slight upward glance, Mu Fan was looking directly at him, speaking calmly, “I hate it when people point guns at me.”
That calm tone of voice sent a chill through Donatello. He had followed his family elders on many shady deals with assassin organizations.
Among them was a high-ranking assassin leader who had an unremarkable face that was difficult to remember and spoke in a monotone that seldom varied.
Killing was as simple as drinking water for them.
“You didn’t shoot, so I won’t kill you.”
The young men beside him were just about to retort, asking if Mu Fan knew who he was talking to, but they didn’t expect to hear such a statement from him.
“I’m taking them and leaving. Any questions?”
Mu Fan had finally finished speaking, and these few short sentences brought a terrifying and immense pressure to everyone present.
Surrounded by so many bodyguards, Mu Fan was completely unconcerned.
He carelessly threw the almost suffocated Gaoling Ze at Donatello’s feet.
Donatello watched Mu Fan coldly and didn’t speak.
He saw the intent to kill in Mu Fan’s eyes. It was a look that said if he did not agree, Mu Fan would indeed kill him.
How could he have such confidence!
Except for the people from Solomon…
Wait a minute!
Solomon!
Before they arrived, wasn’t this kid confronting a grey-robed mechanical master from Solomon?
Who dares to confront Solomon so directly!?
Thinking of this, Donatello’s eyes changed.
“No questions. I’ve learned a lot from today’s events.”
Gaoling Ze, who was standing up with a severe cough, stared fiercely at Mu Fan as if trying to memorize his features.
Mu Fan blinked and turned his head to look at Gaoling Ze, leaning in slightly, which scared Gaoling Ze into retreating into the person behind him.
“Are you curious why those mecha outside have not moved? Your commands were issued 2 minutes ago.” A smile finally appeared on Mu Fan’s face, but in that moment, to Gaoling Ze, that smile was as terrifying as a demon’s.
How did he know he had discretely given the order?
How did he immobilize those mecha?
In that moment, the mysterious aura emanating from Mu Fan was far more alarming than his superhuman strength!