At the alliance base, the jubilant atmosphere had not yet completely dissipated, and the aroma of barbecue seemed to still linger in the air.

However, the remaining warmth of joy was instantly frozen by the appearance of several uninvited guests.

Mou Xuan's sharp eyes, like a sword drawn from its sheath, instantly captured the ghostly figures near the material storage point.

The black cloak concealed their figures, but the oppressive feeling that made them prey on people like wild beasts could not be concealed.

Especially the man in the lead, when he raised his head, the sneer on the corner of his mouth made Mou Xuan's heart shudder. This person definitely has bad intentions!

"All psychics, assemble urgently!" Mou Xuan's voice was low and powerful, like a thunder, instantly resounding throughout the alliance base.

The psychics who were originally immersed in joy immediately put down everything in their hands upon hearing the sound and quickly moved towards the gathering point.

They have been through many battles and have long been highly vigilant. They know that this is definitely not the time to joke.

In less than a minute, the base, which was originally a little noisy, suddenly became silent, with only the rapid breathing of the psychics remaining.

Their eyes were sharp and powerful supernatural fluctuations emanated from their bodies. The tense atmosphere was like a fully drawn bowstring, ready to explode at any moment.

Mou Xuan glanced around and took in the expressions of all the superpowers.

At this moment, the group of uninvited guests also moved.

The leader of the Mao superpowers arrogantly tore off his cloak, revealing his muscular upper body, like a human-shaped beast.

He pointed at the alliance's superpowers with a fierce smile, and shouted arrogantly: "Hey! You little bastards, who's the boss? Get out here!"

"Damn! This guy is too arrogant, right? Brothers, let's get him!" The Noon Alliance psychic, who was an impatient and had a bad temper, couldn't stand it anymore.

He roared angrily and was about to rush up to fight the other party, completely ignoring the existence of other people around him.

"Wu! Stop right there!" Although the administrator of the Wei Alliance was a civilian staff member, he also knew that this matter could not be handled rashly.

He tried to hold back the Noon Alliance mutant, but the other party was like a wild bull out of control and could not be held back at all.

The scene instantly became chaotic. The alliance's psychics were furious. They clenched their fists and wished they could rush up and fight the opponent for three hundred rounds.

The other side, on the other hand, looked like they were enjoying the show and did not take the alliance seriously at all.

The two sides were on the verge of a confrontation, the air was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder, the oppressive atmosphere was suffocating, and a war seemed inevitable.

At this moment, Mou Xuan, who had been silent all the time, slowly took a step forward. His eyes were as cold as ice, which made people shudder.

Mou Xuan took a step forward slowly. Although his figure was not tall and strong, he was like a towering mountain, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

His cold eyes, like two rays of cold light, swept across the restless Wu Alliance superpowers, and he said lightly: "Wu, retreat."

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to carry some kind of magic, which instantly froze the runaway Noon Alliance psychic in place. He felt like a basin of ice water was poured over him from head to toe, and his boiling anger was instantly extinguished.

What the fuck is going on?

The boss’s aura is too strong!

The noon alliance mutant swallowed his saliva, stopped abruptly, and retreated back to the team obediently, like a tamed beast, without his previous arrogance.

The other psychics in the alliance were also shocked by Mou Xuan's move. They looked at him in amazement. He was worthy of being the boss. With just a few words, he could make the hot-tempered Wu obey him. This courage was truly incredible!

The tense atmosphere eased slightly with the appearance of Mou Xuan.

Mou Xuan ignored the admiring looks from those around him. He worked at high speed like a sophisticated machine.

The group of Mao-type supernatural beings in front of him clearly had ill intentions and were full of provocation.

Starting the fight right away, although it feels good, is definitely not the best option.

Moreover, my impulsiveness just now also exposed problems within the alliance.

These potential hidden dangers must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise, there will be endless troubles!

He turned his gaze, swept across the crowd, and landed on the face of the non-alliance administrator. The other party was obviously a little overwhelmed, with beads of sweat on his forehead. It seemed that he could not be relied on.

Mou Xuan's eyes were deep, like a bottomless cold pond. His brows were tightly furrowed, and he seemed to be engaged in a fierce psychological struggle.

Should we fight directly or keep them calm first?

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of something strange out of the corner of his eye.

Behind the crowd, a figure was sneaking around with very small movements, but was still caught by Mou Xuan.

That man was Chen. The sinister smile on his face made Mou Xuan's heart sink. There was definitely something wrong!

Mou Xuan's eyes suddenly became firm, and all the tangled emotions disappeared.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an imperceptible sneer. Since someone wants to make trouble, don't blame him for being rude!

"Since you want to play, then I will play with you!" Mou Xuan's voice sounded again, and this time, there was a hint of meaningful playfulness in his voice.

Mou Xuan turned around and faced the leader of the Mao superpowers with a strange smile on his face, and slowly said: "You want to challenge me, you can, but..."

Mou Xuan raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the leader of the Mao superpower opposite with a playful look, and said slowly: "However, I have a little habit, I like one-on-one duels. Who will go first?"

His words seemed casual, but they actually contained a mystery.

He needs time, time to verify his guesses, and even more time to make plans.

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