Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

　　 (the first update today!)

　　 The air was scattered by the smoke and dust, and an invisible wave spread between the two, Boom! !

Wen Zheming’s fist rested on Mu Fan’s tight forearm muscle near the elbow, and it was clear that that muscle was sunken and purple, and Mu Fan’s stubbornness could be clearly seen behind the forearm. Look!

　　 "Hang" Wen Zheming hummed softly, his eyes fixed on Mu Fan, his left hand slowly supported his right arm and retracted.

　　 Just forcibly used the big progress cannon punch, which made Wen Zheming's right arm almost unconscious, and he was out of strength. He needed a while to heal.

　　 The kid in front of him can actually fight and defend, but it doesn’t matter, his arm seems to be useless, Wen Zheming grinned.

　　 Maintaining that posture, motionless, it seems that his arm is indeed severely damaged, but it is a pity that Wen Zheming could not hear the roar in Mu Fan's heart at this time.

very painful! ! very painful! ! it hurts! it hurts!

　　 Mu Fan had already scolded the opposite person a hundred times in his heart, but still stared at the opposite Master Wen unruly, always beware of his next attack.

　　 His right hand looked miserable, but only Mu Fan knew the real situation.

　　 It was just the stress response of the subcutaneous tissue. His muscles were really hit hard in an instant, but when defending, Mu Fan didn't know that he had used a high-level fighting technique that required strength and endurance.

　　 Under the wrong circumstances, the powerful force on the opposite side was transmitted to the whole body, and then introduced into the ground. It has been offset by a small amount. Mu Fan is only hurting his arm...

　　Master Wen laughed? Mu Fan suddenly found out curiously, and noticed that he was holding his right arm, and the sense of danger in Mu Fan's heart had been lifted.

　　 Slowly lowered his arm, Mu Fan said sincerely, almost **** off Young Master Wen who was standing there recovering.

　　 "Master Wen, are you still fighting?"

　　 still playing? ...Fight? ……? ...

　　 Wen Zheming felt a little blood surge in his brain and his eyes turned black. He is really mad at the brown candy in front of him, don't you care about your dying arm? You asked me if you were so special?

I have been training as a fighting master in the army since I was five years old. I have been using the planet’s top body quenching fluid to heal my injuries. He has training in **** that is unimaginable for ordinary people. I was sent to reserve at the age of 12. He had seen blood after killing people at the age of three years, and he returned to normal society three years later and became the ruthless and ruthless Young Master Wen in the circle.

　　 still playing? Now he was actually asked seriously by a sparring member of the martial arts gym.

　　 I... hit you! Finally Wen Zheming took a sip. He really couldn't lift his right arm anymore, so he used his strength.

　　 "Huh." Master Wen didn't want to say one more word now, this kid could even withstand a 17th-level force!

　　 Looking at Mu Fan in front of him, Master Wen's face was uncertain.

　　 Mu Fan retracted his posture, his right arm was also drooping, he was alleviating the pain. Feeling that his right arm can move a bit, Shi Shiran walked up to Wen Zheming, looked at the fierce young man in front of him, and said softly, "Master Wen."

　　 Wen Zheming finally put away the look of looking at inferior species. In any case, strength is a person's best business card. The kid in front of him is qualified to let himself look at him.

　　 "Say." Wen Zheming spit out a word without any emotion.

　　 "I don't know if Master Wen counts?"

　　 Hearing Mu Fan's words, and not knowing what he wanted to say, Wen Zheming frowned and said coldly, "Let's talk."

　　 "Mr. Man Kun whose legs were discounted on the first day is my friend." Mu Fan thought about it and said slowly.

　　 "Then what?" Wen Zheming frowned

　　 "He is my friend." Mu Fan looked straight over.

　　 "Are you sure you want to mention this to me?" Wen Zheming's face was a bit sullen, and the little appreciation that had just risen in his heart disappeared.

　　 "Yes." Mu Fan smiled at the corner of Mu Fan's mouth, harmless to humans and animals.

　　 Wen Zheming did not speak, looking at Mu Fan, and seeing the calm and indifferent eyes on the opposite side, his mood began to fade after he had just vented.

　　 Suddenly feeling dull for a while, Master Wen waved his hand and said, "Man Kun, right? I know."

　　 Mu Fan stood there without moving.

　　 Wen Zheming didn't seem to see Mu Fan, leaned back on the sofa and directly pressed the inside line of the martial arts hall to page.

　　 "This is Wen Zheming, let Chanison come up."

　　 Then he watched Mu Fan waved his hand boringly, "Let's go, Channison will tell you later."

　　 Mu Fan narrowed his eyes, took a deep look at Wen Zheming, then turned and walked out of the room.

　　 Mu Fan didn't go downstairs after coming out, but went straight to the training room No. 4, walked through two corridors, and arrived there. Verify your identity and enter the door. The sparring was less than an hour, and the fat man hadn't arrived yet, so Mu Fan went in and sat directly on the exercise chair.

　　 "His, it hurts, it hurts!" There was no one here, so Mu Fan quickly rubbed his arm.

　　 was all purple, and the little Mufan in Mu Fan's heart suddenly burst into tears.

　　 But what Mu Fan didn't know was that in the next time, the whole martial arts hall was about to boil.

　　……

　　 Channison went up and quickly came down, with excitement on his face, Master Wen was very satisfied! !

Wen Zheming didn't mention Mufan in a sentence. After Chanesen entered the house, he threw a card and said that one hundred thousand stars would be given to Man Kun and fifty thousand would be given to the big guy yesterday afternoon. He waved his hand and left directly in the private passage. Now, when I left, I said with a deep meaning, Wuguan, yes.

　　 Wen Zheming is gone! This matter is worthy of Channison's hat to throw up. Not to mention that Master Wen's expression was obviously not dissatisfied with the martial arts gym. The card that he threw when he left also specifically pointed out Man Kun and Jeff. Is this the murderous Wen Zheming he knew? !

　　 That can still let Master Wen pay? However, if he misunderstood Wen Zheming's meaning and sent it back, wouldn't it be because he wanted to die. After shrinking, Chanison decided to pay another sum of money from the martial arts gym. Man Kun, who had decided to dissolve the relationship, should let him stay in the logistics. Jeff's big man is also good for life, and Master Wen leaked a little bit in his fingers to not eat. It's been more than half a year without drinking.

　　 Chanison blushed downstairs, humming a small song all the way, passing by the training ground of the sparring players and coaches without anyone else.

　　 Seeing the honest crowd behind Chanison at the No. 5 training ground on the first floor, they exchanged eyes in surprise.

　　 "What medicine did Charney take?"

　　 "He gave birth to a child?"

　　 "Fart, his wife is not pregnant."

　　 "That's Hi to be a father!" A sparring partner who looked a little dazed nodded affirmatively.

　　 "Silly. X" people around him scolded him collectively.

　　 Channison suddenly remembered, where is Mu Fan that kid?

　　 then turned around and asked, "Where is Mu Fan?"

　　...Everyone was silent.

　　 "Mu Fan?"

　　 Everyone is stunned, didn't he go up, didn't you go up too? You still ask us.

　　 "Mu Fan didn't come down?" Chanison suddenly discovered how the martial arts group were so stupid.

　　 "No, no, didn't he... he went up, no, didn't see him come down." Someone stammered.

　　 Channison frowned and called the staff next to him.

　　 "Look where Mu Fan is."

　　 "Mr. Charney wait a minute, let me see... It's in VIP room 4 on the third floor."

　　 "This kid, it's interesting, I will give him a 2000 bonus." Charney is in a good mood, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com is ready to go back to its office and ask Mu Fan, the magic kid!

　　 Do as he thinks of it, Chanison turned around and reprimanded the person who had just spoken: "It's not easy to speak, it's like a waste, learn something from Mu Fan!" So he stepped into the floating ladder with his back hands.

　　 When everyone was still at a loss, what did Mu Fan do well? What did he do? The sweeper came down from the third floor holding two broken targets.

　　 "Hey, what kind of pervert is this in room one, there are super tough thread cotton and energy-absorbing rigid springs, and the fist target designed with the level 15 strength standard. This can be used!"

　　 The voice is not loud or small, but it just reaches the ears of a group of people here.

　　 Boo! In an instant the entire training ground exploded.

　　 Man Kun and Jeff in the martial arts hall were seriously injured, and then a boy who ate ten boxes of lunch finished the practice and continued to the next order.

　　 A target designed with 15-level strength standards! Broken!

　　 Mu Fan! ! ? A group of people looked at each other and nodded blankly.

　　……

　　 So the legend of the strongest sandbag in the martial arts...On this day... was born.

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　　PS: Thanks to the book friends "Yesterday's Beauty" for generous rewards!

　　 At the same time, he recommended the new game "Pig God System" by his friends. This little friend with no lower limit has written a game novel with a different taste. He has a lot of manuscripts. If you have the same book friends, you might as well take a look.

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