Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

　　 At this time, the fat man hadn't come yet. Mu Fan appeared in Channison's office again. Channison's eyes were red. The first sentence when he saw Mu Fan was, "Jerf has just been sent away!"

Mu Fan listened quietly to Chanison’s narration. Master Wen was obviously in a bad mood today. He came very early, and then informed the martial arts gym to let the strongest person pass. Jeff, who was very injured, went there yesterday, and then half an hour later. If not, Jeff was sent out of the martial arts hall! !

　　 "Pop!" Chanson slapped on the table fiercely, his eyes flushed at Mu Fan: "Master Wen is now in anger, and Jeff is seriously injured. Now Master Wen wants another person from the martial arts gym!"

　　 If no one can top it, I won't end well, none of you will end up well! Chanison let out an angry growl in his heart.

　　 "Boy, your opportunity has come. I can't say that you are very lucky. Now that you can have the opportunity that you wish is in front of you, go or not?"

　　 Mu Fan tilted his head slightly, and raised an unpredictable smile at the corner of his mouth. At this time, there was a fire in his heart that was about to be released, and he said word by word to Channison: "Go, why not?"

　　 Channison didn't see the slightest fear on the young boy's face, only the confidence and unparalleled composure in his eyes.

Calm, this middle-aged steward who is like a trapped beast still fighting solemnly said to Mu Fan at this moment: "I only need you to hold on this time! Master Wen can say anything when he is relieved. Master Wen can't calm down, no one can say, you , Understand!?" Chanison's face was distorted at the end.

"I know it is Master Wen. Although he is very powerful, I don't fight back. I'm just a training partner, right?" Mu Fan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "As for Master Harry, you can rest assured, I have already talked to him in advance. That's it, if he comes, remember to say hello to him."

　　 "However, as you said, only go once. After all, Master Harry also has a tolerance limit." Mu Fan "kindly" reminded the martial arts steward in front of him.

　　 "Go, room one on the third floor!" Chanison picked up his cigar and sucked it fiercely.

　　 Mu Fan quickly faded as soon as he walked out the door, and walked blankly towards Room 1 of Building 3, walking back the same way, but with a different mood.

　　 "Di, identify, trainer--Mu Fan, please wait a moment." Mu Fan pressed the communication bell.

　　 "Heh, sandbags are finally here again. The efficiency of the martial arts gym is very fast. It won't be another waste, come in." A gloomy tone came from the dialogue box, full of mockery.

　　 Mu Fan moved the corner of his mouth and stepped into the room. He saw a young man with his upper body kicking the wooden stake apart. Hearing Mu Fan entering, he looked sideways.

　　 About twenty years old, taller than Mu Fan, well-proportioned and strong, at this moment, he has a gloomy expression, his eyes revealing contempt, as if he was looking at an animal waiting to be slaughtered.

　　 This is Master Wen! Planet Loga the only son of the second congressman-Wen Zheming!

　　 "Anyone would dare to find me, Channison is good, haha" Putting away one leg, Wen Zheming stretched his muscles and hooked against Mu Fan.

　　 "Come on, don't worry, I can't beat people to death, but it's up to you if I can hold it back." There was a bloodthirsty in the eyes, that is the perverted excitement about to cruel opponents with fists and feet!

　　 "Hello, Master Wen." Mu Fan did not have the various reactions that Wen Zheming had imagined, there was no trace of fear on his face, and even a smile in his eyes.

　　 Wen Zheming hated this feeling of being out of his control, and even more disgusted with self-righteous people. His brows wrinkled slightly, and he squinted coldly at the boy who was thinner than himself.

Mu Fan didn’t seem to see Master Wen’s expression, and continued to say to herself: “Master Wen, I am a sparring partner at the Xingluo Budokan. I am temporarily deployed by Mr. Charnison as your sparring partner. I can only practice with you once. I hope you It’s fun to be able to practice in Xingluo Wushu Hall."

　　 Wen Zheming walked over step by step, looked down at Mu Fan, and said coldly, "I hate being self-righteous, so my shots will be heavy. If you persist for less than an hour, I will be very angry."

　　 "Hello, Master Wen, what if I hold on for an hour?" Mu Fan's faint smile made Wen Zheming's eyes colder.

　　 "Then I ask you to mention it, but if you can't hold on for an hour..."

　　 "Then I'll go and die." Mu Fan said this with a smile, and patted the fist target in his hand.

　　 "Then you go and die!" Wen Zheming's eyes instantly became crazy, and a swift straight fist rushed to the opponent's heart!

　　 The smile on Mu Fan's face disappeared, and his right arm was raised at the same time.

boom! The fist hit the target hard and dissipated.

　　 The two looked up at each other at the same time!

　　 Mu Fan didn't take a step back, even his left hand was still hanging to his side, and the fist target of his right hand was firmly in front of him.

　　 "Heh, there are two brushes!" Wen Zheming licked his lips. A strong lamb is more fulfilling when slaughtered. However, the lamb is a lamb after all.

　　 Once again bloodthirsty glanced in his eyes, his fist retracted, and then the muscles of his upper arm rose, Wen Zheming hit Mu Fan's temple with his right uppercut.

When Mu Fan threw a punch, his head shook slightly, which did not attract Wen Zheming's attention, but for some reason, the head did not continue to hide, but stopped moving extremely slightly. His right hand was faster than Wen Zheming. Move the speed to the temple, holding the right hand firmly with the left hand.

boom! After hitting the boxing target again, Mu Fan still did not move! The power is 50% more than Man Kun's punch.

　　 600KG punching power was blocked again!

　　 Does this seemingly crushable bug show its existence in this way? ? Didn't you see the end of that stupid man before? With a bloodthirsty smile on his face again, Wen Zheming continued to work hard.

　　700KG! Wen Zheming wants to vent! I was trained as a member of Parliament last night. He felt all kinds of discomfort. He wanted to use the daughter of a lower-level member of District 22. The member called his patron, but he got annoyed. Out of my own Lao Tzu.

　　 There is nowhere to vent an evil fire in my heart!

　　 Why are you here in this broken place? For the sake of a woman, he dared to provoke his own old man, and let his own good mood be completely destroyed.

　　 dared to refuse me, stinky girl!

　　 And these low-level creatures in your city, watching me hit one by one, you kneel under my lap and beg for mercy, hahahaha!

　　 This kid in front of me, a junk-like sparring partner at UU reading www.uukanshu.com dared to provoke me, really think you can go out alive? Wen Zhe Ming is crazy, a punch is faster than a punch.

　　 Mu Fan was beaten blindly, and did not remain standing still, but stepped back to form body support. The fist target in his hand appeared exactly on Wen Zheming's attack route, blocking the deadly attack.

　　 Rubbish, this can't hold it anymore. Thinking of Mu Fan's faint smile before, Wen Zheming felt angry. A sparring partner in a martial arts gym is also qualified to make a request with me. What are you!

　　 Let people in the circle know that I bet with a sparring partner? It's a joke.

　　 Use your arms!

The fist hunted and hunted, Wen Zheming recruited the key points of attack, his eyes, ribs, and heart. He didn't use his full strength. He wanted to maimed the person in front of him a little bit. It was much worse than the previous two combined. Then he stomped to death in his desperate eyes. Hahahaha...

　　 Both fists were shot from various tricky and weird angles, and Wen Zheming was even more excited when he saw Mu Fan step back.

　　 can't hold it anymore? ? There are also two brushes that can block so many strokes, but...trash, let me down!

　　 punched out twelve levels of strength, and the instantaneous fist strength above 1150KG poured into the fist along the arm, Wen Zheming's face brought a cruel smile.

　　 "Bang!" There was a huge and heavy blow and leather breaking sound, Mu Fan lowered his head, and his right arm instantly crossed in front of him.

　　 The chaotic rocks pierced through the sky, and the stormy waves hit the shore!

　　 Mu Fan has awe-inspiring eyes!

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