endless force

Chapter 312 Solving the Black Scar
"Junior brother!" The man on the other side looked at the fellow man who was headshot by a throwing knife before he finished speaking, and shouted hoarsely, "Bitch, I want your life!"

Seeing that he was about to rush forward and desperately, fortunately, the old man who was the master next to him was resourceful enough to hold the apprentice, and immediately raised his hand, several strangely shaped bugs flew out from the cuffs, towards the not far away Muzi flew away.

With his eyes fixed, Muzi waved his hand, and then shot out several pale white flying knives, piercing through the flying insects in the air.

But before she could calm down, several stern grimaces emerged from the bodies of the pierced insects, and rushed towards her!
Backed several steps back and forth, Mu Zi didn't panic, turned his hand, a few crimson throwing knives appeared in the palm of his hand, shot straight out like a few crimson rays of light, piercing through those flying daggers in an instant. grimace.

The pierced grimaces were like sheets of thin paper that were ignited, and they were burned up in the blink of an eye. The red throwing knives were still alive, and flew back to Muzi's hands automatically. .

But at this moment, the two weird men had long since disappeared, and only Muzi and a still uncooled corpse remained in the narrow, dark alley. She couldn't help shaking her head slightly.

That old guy is really old and cunning. When he sees something wrong, he will run away immediately. He doesn't care about his face at all. Even the tragic death of his apprentice can be tolerated. If this guy really escapes, there will probably be some troubles in the future. A little nuisance that people hate.

However, these people obviously did not come for her, most of them came for Mo Fan. She was planning not to deal with the corpse for the time being, but to tell Mo Fan what happened just now.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two consecutive sounds sounded at the entrance of the alley, and the two figures were rolling on the ground like two rubber balls, and they barely stopped until not far from Muzi.

Taking a closer look, it was the two guys who ran away just now, one of them had lost his vitality, but the old man who was the master, his life was harder and he was still alive, but he was seriously injured. Can't move.

Hearing clear footsteps, Muzi looked up, and saw a figure slowly walking over from the darkness, it was Mo Fan.

Walking in front of the old guy lying on the ground, Mo Fan squatted down, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the black scar left by last time, "Do you know what's going on?"

With Mo Fan's current strength, his acuity has already reached a very exaggerated level. These three guys have been spying on him since before dinner in the afternoon. How could he not feel it.

It's just that he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and wanted to deal with this matter alone after Muzi left, but he didn't expect these people to be eyeing Muzi.

But with Muzi's strength, he obviously didn't need to worry, he hid in the alley and watched a good show, and waited until the two guys escaped before he had to do anything.

He is not stupid about the identities of these people. Through the previous conversations, he has already guessed that they are the master and brother of the guy who Mo Fan killed last time. He never expected it.

This is just right, Mo Fan was worried about not knowing what the black scar on his arm was last time, but he didn't expect the answer to come to his door automatically.

Looking at the black scar on the opponent's arm, the old guy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and his eyes kept flickering, "I won't tell you unless you let me go!"

"Okay, I promise you, if you tell me what this scar is, I will let you go." Mo Fan said very straightforwardly.

"There is no evidence for what I say, why should I believe you?" With the degree of treachery of this old guy, he would never believe a verbal promise.

"I always keep my word, if I say I won't kill you, I won't kill you!" Mo Fan said swearingly, as if he was really a hero who kept his word.

"How do I know what kind of person you are?" The old guy didn't buy it at all, "It's still the same sentence, and there is no evidence for it. If it's just like that, I won't believe you.

You have to think about it, the scar on your arm is not simple, if you encounter some danger then, it will be too late to regret it. "

Mo Fan curled his lips, knowing that it would be impossible to get the answer he wanted by talking to the other party, so he was planning to use some coercive means.

"What a hassle!"

Muzi on the side couldn't see it, a flying knife flew out at an astonishing speed, and nailed to the old guy's lower body!
"what!"

An incomparably shrill scream came from the old guy's mouth. Even though the bones on his body were broken several times, he didn't groan, but the scream is so shrill now, one can imagine how exaggerated the pain he was enduring .

"Do you want to say it?" Muzi once again had a pale white throwing knife in his hand, with an unusually cold expression on his face.

"me!"

The old guy had just opened his mouth when another throwing knife was nailed to his lower body. The indescribable pain made his eyes pop out, his veins popped out, his eyes turned black, and he couldn't speak.

"Say it?" Muzi once again had a throwing knife in his hand, playing with it casually.

"I said, I said, I'll say everything!" The old guy didn't want to endure this kind of purgatory pain for the third time, so he hurriedly said while clutching his lower body.

"No need to thank me!" Muzi said lightly as he saw Mo Fan looking directly at him.

"No, no, I just think, depending on your proficiency, you often use this method?" Mo Fan waved his hand and looked at the other party with interest.

"Occasionally." Muzi couldn't bear Mo Fan's weird eyes, turned his head away.

Mo Fan nodded, knocked the head of the old guy lying on the ground and said, "Say it, hurry up!"

The old guy's eyes flickered slightly, "The black scar on your arm is actually..."

"Tell the truth!" Muzi on the side suddenly said coldly.

When the old guy thought of the pain in his lower body, he couldn't help shaking his body, and said tremblingly, "Actually, this is a special curse. Its function is to let those of us who also raise ghost Gu clearly find your position and avenge him!"

"Then can you make this thing disappear?" Mo Fan stretched out his arm.

"Okay." The old guy stretched out his skinny palm and rubbed those black scars, and those scars really disappeared without a trace.

"I thought it was from the corpse poison." Mo Fan touched the area, and after confirming that there was nothing left or anything wrong, he nodded in satisfaction.

(PS: I haven't figured out how to open the new dungeon for the time being. I will update it today and make it up in the fourth update tomorrow. It shouldn't be too much, right?)

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