Chapter 438: Chapter 213: The Person Behind the Scenes (2nd Update)
Jin Ling, hearing this voice that seemed devil-like, nodded frantically.
“Who arranged for you to come here?”
Jin Ling was just about to shake her head but froze because the pain in her neck kept on stimulating her brain.
“You dare to say!?”
Artwood yelled angrily from the other side.
Mu Fan only lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, stepping forcefully onto his chest.
A mouthful of blood mist sprayed from Artwood’s mouth, staining Jin Ling’s pristine white skirt red.
The girl screamed, covering her ears and shaking her head desperately.
“I’ll talk, I’ll talk.”
“It was him who arranged it. Artwood arranged for me to encounter Harry the day before yesterday, but I really didn’t know they were going to make a move. Please, spare me, I really don’t know anything else.”
Pah!
Fat Brother, hearing this statement, spat out another mouthful of blood, looking with his swollen face towards the girl now collapsed weakly on the ground.
Damn woman, to think you would double-cross your Fat Brother.
Mu Fan, watching the silent Artwood, took out his Sky Communication and aimed it at the man and woman lying on the ground, snapping a picture.
Artwood’s face swelled red with excitement, his body arching, but Mu Fan firmly pinned him down on the floor.
“After you talk, the photograph will be destroyed, and we’ll leave.”
Mu Fan waved the Sky Communication in his hand, directing it from Artwood to Jin Ling.
“If you don’t speak, both of you will be famous tomorrow.”
After saying this, Mu Fan looked expressionlessly at the two individuals.
In his ear…
Black was excitedly shouting, “Genius move! Genius move!”
“Mu Fan, who taught you this trick? Did you learn it from your lord, tell me! It thrilled my black heart.”
Even though Mu Fan had beaten the two of them to a pulp previously, Black hadn’t been moved even slightly. But seeing Mu Fan’s devious act, Lord Black couldn’t help but get excited; this was truly his great host!
Beneath Mu Fan’s indifferent gaze was the determination not to open his mouth.
He wouldn’t tell Black that inspiration had come from a peeping maniac in his dorm.
Clearly, this sudden inspiration had incredible effects at this moment.
Artwood, his teeth grinding audibly, stared fiercely at Mu Fan and spat out word by word, “Gaoling Ze!”
Fat Brother, who had been glaring hatefully at Jin Ling, suddenly caught his breath excitedly when he heard these three words.
Mu Fan turned his head and glanced at Fat Brother, who was excitedly trying to get up, and his eyes slightly narrowed.
Fat Brother was clueless about many things, but “Gaoling Ze” was certainly not a new name to Mu Fan!
At this moment, with rapid thoughts, it was not the time to ponder.
In front of him, two people were severely injured, one girl was paralyzed on the ground, and the other four were still unconscious.
Remaining were two trembling female clerks.
“Today’s events… are settled.”
Mu Fan showed the face of the Sky Communication to Artwood, “Actually, it was out of battery since before we entered.”
Blood spurted out, this time from genuine anger, anger that shook Artwood, one of the Five Heavenly Kings, to his core.
Mu Fan quietly watched his opponent, slowly uttering:
“Freshman, Mu Fan, ready to meet… anytime.”
Then he turned, walked up to Fat Brother, and with effort lifted him on his arm, looked at Fat Brother’s swollen and bruised face, and said,
“Let’s go.”
“Um.”
Fat Brother tried to smile nicely, but the motion tore his newly formed scab, causing him to grimace in pain.
The seemingly frail Mu Fan, one hand carrying Fat Brother, slowly walked out of the café.
Behind them was utter chaos.
Artwood, lying on the ground, closed his eyes, admitting defeat in the café, a prominent third-year figure of Ding Chuan Academy completely taken down.
…
Walking down the street, the two drew the attention of onlookers, prompting people to naturally make way.
As they left the bustling street, the sound of sirens began to wail.
Everything appeared so natural.
Fat Brother, limping with Mu Fan’s support, saw Mu Fan’s Sky Communication light up again, and asked in surprise:
“You just said Sky Communication was out of battery, didn’t you?”
“Deceived him,” Mu Fan said nonchalantly, uttering three words.
This made the fat brother suck in a breath of cold air.
When did Mu Fan become so dark?
This trick…
It’s simply a model for learning!
“I’ll send you the photo, keep it just in case. If the opposition hesitates to take drastic steps, it won’t be an issue. But don’t send it out yourself. I don’t think Artwood will bother us anymore, but I worry for your safety if things get desperate… cough, cough cough.” Mu Fan, rarely so talkative, suddenly broke into a spate of violent coughing, which immediately worried the fat brother.
“What’s wrong with you!?”
“It’s nothing.”
Mu Fan waved his hand to indicate he was fine, but there was still an uncontrollable tremor in his chest.
Just now, somehow, a coincidental heart rate increase had caused his bodily functions to massively intensify.
The blurry fragments in his mind, along with the waning power, were also gradually fading from his memory, leaving only residual impressions for Mu Fan to vaguely remember some things.
…Blessed Relief!
Thankfully, he hadn’t applied those three fingers; otherwise, it would have caused the death of a Dingchuan Academy student, and his academy career would have come to an end.
The power had come and gone suddenly, and now his body was entering a very rare period of weakness.
Since that explosion in the primitive jungle on Purple Jade Star, this was the second time Mu Fan had entered this state.
It seemed that any strong fighting spirit and emotional fluctuation could easily trigger this top-level enhanced state of Blood-colored Vision. However, his body seemed not yet capable of unconditionally sustaining the crazy 500 beats per minute.
Moreover, by forcibly suppressing the instant kill move and continually subduing the physically superior Artwood without causing death or disability, this duration was even longer than the last time.
The Energy accumulated in his cells had burned up a lot in that brief moment.
However…
Mu Fan was beginning to feel that he was vaguely touching upon the threshold to actively initiate Blessed Relief.
“First, let’s get you treated.”
A figure suddenly flashed through his mind, and Mu Fan said to the fat brother.
The fat brother hesitated, then shook his head.
“I’m not going back to the academy!”
Even the fat brother had his pride; he did not want his classmates to see him in such a miserable state. Harry, who already had few friends, didn’t want to hear those mocking words.
“No, let’s go to a friend of mine; she should be very skilled in medicine, and I have some things to handle.”
The fat brother nodded, showing his agreement.
So, Mu Fan tapped on Sky Communication to look up the number.
Suddenly, there was an incoming call request on Sky Communication.
William?
Mu Fan pressed his thumb down to answer.
“This is Mu Fan.”
“Mu Fan, *huff*… I’ve finally caught up, but where are you guys? There are just a few people who were just carried onto the medical vehicle inside.”
A huge fat guy was squeezing in the doorway, and no one dared to approach behind him.
“We’re fine. I’m taking Harry to get some treatment. You talk to him.”
Mu Fan handed Sky Communication to the fat brother, whose tears uncontrollably began to flow again.
“William, I’m fine.”
Hearing Harry’s voice, the enormous William felt the weight lift from his heart, and his massive physique pushed into the café. His fan-like palms heavily landed on the solid wood counter, making a loud bang that scared two young waitresses who had just gotten up to clean up into shivering.
“Give me a bucket of coffee! Add five kilograms of sugar!”
The two bewildered waitresses were about to refuse, but when the gargantuan man’s palms lifted away, they felt a surge of fear and quickly bowed and ran to prepare the coffee.
Their hearts were almost breaking: What was happening today? A bar that had held up sixty years and weighed five tons was indented distinctly by this big guy’s slap.
That slap had penetrated directly! This was no piece of bread, but wood as tough as steel!
Remembering the group that had just left, the hearts of the two female staff members were filled with dread.
These people were not ones they could afford to provoke. Fortunately, before the person lying on the ground left, he had thrown them a card.
And now, someone even more frightening had shown up. The previous few, tied together, probably matched this guy’s size.
As for the counter with the handprint… just let it be; she believed the boss would understand.
The two young waitresses hurried to make that—a bucket of coffee.
Meanwhile, on the street, once the fat brother ended the call and handed Sky Communication back to Mu Fan, Mu Fan found the number again and pressed it.
—Bai Guyue!