Gao Songchao loosened his grip and sat down on the ground. His eyes were bloodshot and his face turned pale.
The sound just now almost made his head explode!
There was an unstoppable buzzing sound in his ears, and he even felt dizzy.
Why……
Is this possible?
Gao Songchao found it difficult to calm down and analyze the situation.
But in the next second, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
There was a sound of breaking in his arms.
"Brother Chao, are you okay?"
Ning Fan squatted down and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"
Gao Songchao looked at Ning Fan, with a hint of fear and confusion in his eyes.
"It's okay, maybe I haven't slept well recently."
Gao Songchao endured the headache and stood up: "Brother, go wash your face, you guys chat first!"
After saying that, Gao Songchao held onto the wall and stumbled out of the private room.
After making sure that there was no one around, he quickly took out the doll in his arms.
Seeing this, he almost couldn't help but roar!
The ruby at the bottom...
Broken!
Why!?
Why did it break?!
Gao Songchao was still in a daze, but he was sure of one thing.
A wooden figurine, with a ruby broken off, means...
The upper limit of the marks he can hang is one less!
He could accept not putting a mark on Ning Fan, but he could not accept that his spirit servant was irreversibly weakened!
"That bastard...what the hell is going on!?"
Gao Songchao's teeth were almost broken from biting.
At the same time, in the private room.
Ning Fan was already sitting on the chair.
Just now, he could feel his broken sword tremble slightly.
But he didn't hear that voice.
Seeing Gao Songchao's reaction, Ning Fan could probably guess that the old guy must have suffered a little loss.
Ning Fan's evaluation of the "newcomer" in the sword coffin was that he was much more difficult to get along with than Jian Wuchou.
Jian Wuchou was a man of few words at best, but this "newcomer"...
It's not that he's very frugal with words, but he's also the type who can't even get a fart out of his punches.
"It's only Lao Gao who's here to lobby, otherwise I would definitely deal with you."
Just when Ning Fan was still wondering what was going on with Gao Songchao, Li Yufeng on the opposite side suddenly opened his mouth.
He first put a cigarette in his mouth, and someone behind him immediately lit it for him.
Then, he raised his chin slightly and said, "However, Lao Gao said that you have also joined the mission to get the black bracelet this time, and asked me not to set any plans against you. I will give him this face."
Ning Fan was startled and looked at Li Yufeng.
Huizi, who was standing behind Ning Fan, raised his eyebrows, looking very interested.
Qiao Fei had already placed his hand on the hilt of the Tang sword.
Xu Ben...
Eating.
"Are you talking to me?"
Ning Fan suddenly smiled.
Li Yufeng sneered: "What else? Is there anyone else here?"
"Do we have a grudge?"
Ning Fan asked.
Li Yufeng curled his lips: "Haha, in this fucked up place, do you need a grudge to fight?"
"Oh, so you think we're easy to bully?"
Ning Fan asked again.
Li Yufeng's face turned cold: "You guys have been too dazzling recently!"
"ah."
Ning Fan nodded slightly, then suddenly smiled again: "Did I steal your limelight?"
"I know you guys took down an ace team, so you must have some strength on your hands."
Li Yufeng said with disdain: "I later studied Zhou Liyang's team. If our team comes to fight, we can also defeat it! And it may take less time than you!"
"Then what?"
Ning Fan scratched his head. "How about I help you find out if there's any way to revive them so you can fight them all over again?"
Bang!
Li Yufeng slammed the table and pointed at Ning Fan's nose: "Are you fucking teasing me?"
Ning Fan didn't move at all.
Huizi had already held the dagger in his hand.
Qiao Fei's unsheathed Tang sword flashed with a cold light.
Xu Ben was still eating.
Seeing Ning Fan's people make some movements, the people behind Li Yufeng also drew their weapons.
The small private room was filled with a tense atmosphere.
Ning Fan stared at the irritable Li Yufeng for a moment, and a smile appeared on his lips again.
"I don't know exactly when you arrived at Area F70, but based on Brother Chao's previous description, you should have arrived earlier than us."
Ning Fan stood up.
His actions made the people on Li Yufeng's side more alert.
However, Ning Fan had no intention of taking action at all. Instead, he grabbed a piece of steak from the other side of the table and put it on Xu Ben's plate.
Xu Ben was too far away from the steak.
So, Ning Fan helped him get it.
The free delicious food must be enough to fill Da Ben’s stomach.
Xu Ben saw the steak and chuckled.
"Dafan, you guys chat first, I'll help you with the tuk-tuk when I'm full!"
"No, there's no fighting."
Ning Fan smiled and sat back in his seat.
The faces of the people opposite looked a little ugly.
Ning Fan was just helping people pick up some food, but they looked like they were on high alert...
"You got here before us, and Zhou Liyang's team is right there, why don't you fight?"
Ning Fan picked up the unfinished words: "If I don't join the table, you guys will be embarrassed to pick up your chopsticks?"
"Hold!"
Li Yufeng was about to start cursing, but Ning Fan interrupted him directly.
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