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39—bad relationship

Mo Fan's words completely angered the deputy captain of the escort, the strong man Chabalun in black and holding a huge axe. Once upon a time, the high-ranking Clarence Business Guard was reduced to the point of being humiliated by a stinky beggar and unable to fight back. This act of being slapped in the face by Mo Fan Hongguo made him feel embarrassed as the deputy captain of the escort.

"You don't know whether you are alive or die, and you dare to provoke the majesty of the Clarence Business Guard." Chabaron, a ferocious man in black with a huge axe and a fierce face, glanced at Mo Fan, quickly turned to the inaction subordinates beside him, and scolded sharply: "What are you guys still doing there? Why don't you hurry up and get that guy back?"

"Yes." Chabaren roared, and the little man beside him suddenly reacted and chased him in the direction of Bassac's escape in a panic.

"Clarence's business, idle people wait to get out of the way..." The guards who pretended to be tigers are naturally used to being arrogant. Although they let them call around like obedient puppies in front of Chabaron, once they are really released, they will naturally return to their invincible arrogance, as if they are superior arrogance. Dog-like.

Clarence's escort pushed and squeathed and launched an aggressive action. The lively travelers on the road hurriedly got out of the road for fear of causing unnecessary harm to themselves. After all, the strong financial resources of Clarence commerce has established its position in the Asropific Empire. How can ordinary people compete with it, and no one dares to fight against Clarence trade ignorantly. Of course, Mo Fan is an exception.

Mo Fan looked coldly at the Clarence Guard, who was so arrogant that he rushed out and bit him like a paparazzi, and his dissatisfaction became more and more intense. What are they? To put it bluntly, he is the bodyguard of the caravan. Who gives them rights so arrogantly is simply more annoying than those robbers in the guise of urban management! It's time to teach them a lesson.

Of course, Chabaren, the deputy captain of the Clarence Guard, would not know what Mofan was thinking, but this did not prevent him from his determination to kill an eyeless guy. Today, we will kill this annoying guy anyway and let him know that the majesty of Clarence's business is not deblasphemable.

"Good job, haha..." Seeing his younger brother smoothly rushing through the heavy crowd, he was about to catch the murderer who dared to rob the caravan, and the deputy captain Cha Barron couldn't help laughing proudly. That obscene appearance that can scare children to death is really chilling.

Chabaren quickly put away the wild laughter, waved the huge axe in his hand, pointed straight to Mo Fan's nose and said word by word, "Kid, realize it! Now as the deputy captain of the Clarence Guard, I, Chabaron, am going to kill you on the charge of an accomplice.

"Ouch! Which eye do you see that I am an accomplice? I don't need to teach anyone a lesson. You guys can't report it! Do you really think you are such a powerful escort? Ouch, I'm so scared! Haha..."

The sharp axe blade close at hand was directly selectively ignored by the sneering Mo Fan. For someone who created the Antin tragedy, this is the first time since his rebirth that he has been pointed at his neck and made a retal threat. But this can only be regarded as a joke, a cold joke that is not funny. Because Chabarron is looking for death.

"Laugh! Just laugh as much as you want! Today, I Chabalan will be present to let everyone know that anyone who dares to offend Clarence Business will not live to see the sun the next day.

He was slapped in the face several times, which made Chabaren, a strong man in black, very dissatisfied. While talking, the angry guy fiercely waved the double-edged axe in his hand, about five meters long and weighing thousands of pounds, and cut at Mo Fan's lazy waist, trying to cut him in two pieces with one blow.

The double-edged giant axe weighing thousands of catties, with the sound of breaking the air, waved accurately towards Mo Fan's waist with lightning speed, while the guy in the center of the storm did not even look at any fear, and even looked at the oncoming huge axe with a sadistic smile.

Mo Fan, with his ragged clothes, did not move, as if he was scared and dumbfounded, which made the people around him close their eyes. Of course, more still clapped their hands there, as if they were watching a unique life-and-death competition.

"Fight! Kill him! Kill him!" The excited passers-by howled, as if they were male wolves at ** moment, waving their hands and howling with red eyes.

"Oh, my God! This is a massacre, the slaughter of red fruit!" A woman in white covered her mouth and closed her eyes tightly. She couldn't bear to look at this lifeless life. She was suspected of eating bear-hearted leopard and dared to provoke the Clarence Business Guard, and was about to be cut into two sections by Chabalon, a warrior with third-level intermediate cultivation.

"Shh, don't talk nonsense! Be careful to trouble you." The man beside him looked frightened and pulled the woman in panic to hide deeper into the crowd. That look of fear for fear of being made trouble by Chabaron.

"*Ah! Bet on Chabarron winning, two for one, bet on the stinky beggar to win, one for ten. In the passionate crowd, a white-skinned, thin guy with a round felt hat turned his blue eyes and decisively seized an excellent business opportunity that seemed to make money.

"The bet is good, but do you have money to pay for it?"

"There is no diamond, no porcelain work." Long ago, passers-by would ask this question. The little guy who made a bet did not rush to take out an egg-sized, emerald green, valuable night pearl from his arms, and said complaedly, "This night pearl in the East China Sea is worth tens of thousands of gold coins! If you dare to*, I, Lanxi, dare to compensate.

"Wow... it's really the night pearl of the East China Sea."

"I've never seen such a big night pearl!" As soon as they saw the beads in Lanxi's hand of the felt hat, the passers-by onlooked suddenly turned red with excitement. How could they miss the good thing of pie falling from the sky?

So these gold diggers with the dream of making a fortune took out gold coins one after another, and all the bees pressed on Chabaren, the deputy captain of the Clarence Guard, because no one was optimistic about Mo Fan, let alone put money on this dying beggar.

Soon* time ended. The little guy with a leather felt round hat counted thousands of gold coins in his hand and looked at Mo Fan, who was struggling with Chabaren. The blue eyes faintly emitted a burst of excitement and thought excitedly: "It turns out that money is really It's so easy to earn! If we had known that this group of S13 would cooperate like this, we should have raised Chabarron's odds a little higher, maybe we could empty all the money in the pockets of this group of clumsy guys.

As the saying goes, several families were happy and worried. When everyone was over*, the passionate people began to regret it, because they suddenly found that Mo Fan, who was in the center of the storm, not only was not killed by an axe by Chabaren, but now he is now comparable to him.

As the saying goes, an inch long and an inch strong. Although the huge axe waved in Chabalon's hand is powerful enough to open up mountains and lands, his clothes are ragged, and there is no fighting spirit all over his body. Mo Fan, who has no weapon in his hand, fights with him.

Although it seems that Chabarun, who wields a huge axe, is the dominant party for a short time, the bright-sighted person knows very clearly that Mo Fan still wants to be better. After all, he was able to fight more and more bravely without weapons, and forced Chabaron to take the initiative to distance himself from him.

Because Mo Fan's close ghost attack is extremely threatening, Chabaren, who has experienced hundreds of battles, is naturally impossible to give up the huge axe in his hand and take great risks to fight with him. For a tyrannical man who is good at using two-handed axes, once he loses his personal weapon to survive, it means that he has lost half. So no matter what, he can't let Mo Fan be close again.

Chabarun, who retreated while fighting, opened a sufficient distance. After seizing the opportunity, he took the opportunity and violently chopped forward. The huge axe was calm and powerful, hitting the head against the chasing Mo Fan. Unexpectedly, the guy who was originally under the axe and was about to die was like a ghost. He easily dodged Chabaren's fatal blow.

"Bum..." The huge axe that lost its accuracy then hit the ground. Under the powerful force of the giant axe, the bluestone road surface suddenly broke into pieces like a piece of tofu.

The rubble that cracked from the ground bounced out, knocking up a circle of passers-by. The scarlet blood from the mouths of the severely damaged unlucky people sprayed into the two people on the battlefield like a fountain.

Suddenly, someone was accidentally injured and didn't know whether to live or die. The onlookers-by naturally became rioted. In the push and shoving, many weak people were pushed to the ground, and then trampled on by more people who wanted to escape. Screams, calls for help, and curses were heard for a moment.

"Help..."

"Malegobi's...who stepped on me..."

"Ah..."

In the bustling crowd, Mo Fan faintly heard the child's weak crying, and the guy who didn't think too much for a moment shouted: "All stop for me." Then he decisively rushed into the chaotic crowd. Because in Mofan's dictionary, nothing deserves more respect than life. Even an ant has its own value. What's more, it's a child!

Looking at Chabaren, the culprit, did nothing to show that he wanted to save people. On the contrary, this conscienceless scum with a cruel smile and an open mouth was still very calm and unhurriedly pulled out the huge axe embedded in the ground. He wanted to attack Mo Fan again.

Chabaren has always believed that in order to achieve great things, it must be the sacrifice of a few people. Therefore, he naturally doesn't care about the life and death of passers-by, because his purpose now is to kill Mo Fan, a little beggar who dares to challenge the Clarence Business Guard at all costs.

If these unarmed passers-by can be killed smoothly, Chabaren does not mind killing all the people present. How could he save those passers-by who had nothing to do with him?

So when Chabarun pulled out the giant axe from the bluestone slab, the despicable guy jumped up from the ground decisively, waved the huge axe in his hand in mid-air, and viciously hit Mo Fan's back of the head. He didn't care how much damage it would cause to passers-by who killed Mo Fan in the chaos.

"Oh, no, it's dangerous! Get out of here!" It was no one else who said this, but Lanxi, the blue-eyed little guy with a leather felt hat who had made speculative bets before. It was this guy who stared at Mo Fan all the time and was the first to discover the evil and sinister intentions of Chabaran, who was worse than people and animals.