endless force

Chapter 351 Morbid Psychology

"Mo Fan?" The afro-haired man recognized Mo Fan at a glance, his eyes lit up, he immediately threw away the apple in his hand, and hurried forward, circling around Mo Fan like looking at a rare animal, constantly looking at him, mouth Li also said in amazement, "I only saw it on the video before, but I finally saw a living person today. It doesn't look too good."

There was a sound of "ru", and a sword shadow flashed past. The man with the afro was too close and came too suddenly, and he had no time to react. A blood mark immediately appeared on his body.

Seeing that the blood volume had dropped a little, the man with the afro quickly took a few steps back, and shouted, "Why are you so irritable? Just kidding, you are such a famous god, it's the first time I meet you, can you Excited, just kidding, why are you still impatient?"

Too lazy to pay attention to this mentally handicapped man, Mo Fan walked past this man, casually sat on the sofa, glanced at the man in black who had been silent all this time, and said calmly, "I think you two should already understand our situation."

The man in black on the side didn't speak, but nodded silently. This guy's whole face was hidden behind the helmet, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"So what if you know? So what if you don't know?" The afro-haired man was feeling annoyed, sitting on Mo Fan's sofa, crossing his legs, looking at him provocatively, and said angrily.

"Now there are 7 players left in their Vegetarian Party, and they are divided into two teams. I need you two to help me divert and restrain one of the teams." Mo Fan glanced at the other party, his expression unchanged, and continued, "In this way, I can successfully kill the other team, and then it will be easier to kill the remaining team with you."

"Who knows if what you said is true or not?" The man with the afro curled his lips and said with disdain, "What if we distract the first team and you can't beat the other team by yourself? Are we dead?"

He brushed his fluffy hair up, and said sarcastically, "Take a step back, even if you can really handle the opponent's team, how can we be sure that you will come back to support us?

When the time comes, you kill one of the opponent's teams, and let the other team kill the two of us. With your ability, it is not difficult to kill the last remaining team.

The final result is that you easily advanced alone, and the two of us became your cannon fodder?Your wishful thinking is quite loud. "

"Then what do you think we should do?" Mo Fan didn't have much expression on his face. He couldn't see any joy, anger, sorrow, or joy, and his eyes were unusually dull.

"Since you are so powerful, why don't you go out and fight with the players from the enemy camp first? If you can kill a few, the two of us will come out to help you kill the remaining opponents." The man with the afro said, spreading his hands. "If you can't kill him, just run back by yourself. Don't worry, the two of us will definitely pick you up and ensure your safety."

Before Mo Fan could react, the barrage outside exploded first.

"Is this afro mentally handicapped? As soon as the God of Silence entered the door, he started to provoke. After being warned by the God of Silence once, he continued to provoke him recklessly. Is he a bitch?"

"Don't he feel that provoking the silent god is very fulfilling?"

"But yes, when you meet such a famous master, how can you not show yourself well? This afro successfully showed how stupid he is!"

"This kind of person likes to use a unique way to create a sense of presence, but he is just a clown who wants to please the public!"

"The world is so big, it's normal to have a few mentally retarded!"

"I'm so angry. But at this moment, Mo Shen needs the help of these two players very much. Otherwise, with Mo Shen's character, I'm afraid he would have killed this Afro!"

"It's because the god of silence needs this guy's help that this guy is so confident, it's really disgusting!"

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Many people react differently when they meet famous people. Most people will feel nervous, excited, and excited, so their attitude will be very humble and cautious. This is because they respect famous people from the bottom of their hearts.

But there are still a small number of people who, after meeting famous people, react differently from normal people, and they may also be excited in their hearts.

But these people's brain circuits may not be normal. Ordinary people like to praise, they like to step on them, and they even use everything to the extreme, as if scolding a few well-known people or even hitting him up, can show that they are as good as awesome. generally.

This is a kind of morbid psychology. Afro is this kind of person now. He knows that he is broadcasting live, but he still wants to express himself in a different way.

That was provoking and mocking Mo Fan. What he was thinking in general was: Look, the great god in your mind doesn't dare to speak back even when he is scolded and ridiculed by me. Do you think how powerful I am?
Many people have this kind of morbid mentality. For example, in daily life, if some people think something is very good, someone will immediately devalue it as worthless.

Some people say that a certain movie is good, and someone will immediately trash the movie, as if this can show that they are awesome.

But some people are more serious, and Afro is this kind of person. The reason why he is confident now is because he knows that Mo Fan needs his help, otherwise it will be difficult to advance.

He thinks he has pinched the death spot of this great god, so not only is he a little unscrupulous, but he is also a little complacent, wantonly ridiculing, just to show his awesomeness.

It's a pity that he has never realized that Mo Fan is a little different from the general gods. He is a bit willful, and sometimes even a bit too willful!

"How? My plan is still..."

Afro was talking triumphantly when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The smile on his face froze slightly. Then before he could speak, he was kicked in the chest. The huge force made his whole body sit up. The sofas are turned over.

"you……"

After somersaulting on the ground, he stood up in embarrassment. The explosive head felt a little offended, and was about to make a threat, but another fierce punch had already landed on the face.

The whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string, and slammed into the wall behind, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, that terrifying figure appeared in front of him again. He had always firmly believed in his heart that this so-called great god would not dare to kill him at all, and would only hit him twice at most, so he did not intend to run away, but instead planned to continue ridicule.

Unexpectedly, before he could open his mouth, he was kicked down to the ground by a forceful kick, and then, a foot... stomped heavily on his face!

(End of this chapter)