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Chapter 32 This is me?

Even if he is reluctant in his heart, the one-eyed strong man still has to admit the fact that the person in front of him is really not afraid of death, and he is not even afraid of death at all.

Even with his knowledge, he had never seen such a weirdo, and he was not afraid of death. So what else can scare the other person in the world?

Mo Fan brought an unprecedented strange feeling to the one-eyed strong man. He pondered for a moment and couldn't help asking: "Since you just knew that everything was an illusion, why did you come up to attack me?"

"Because you are not happy," Mo Fan said lightly.

"Look at me, I'm not happy?" The one-eyed strong man was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "I think you were killed by me in person because the person you care about the most was just an illusion, but you were also very angry, right?"

"Maybe." Mo Fan also did not deny it.

"It seems that only by using the woman just now can you really make you hate me." The one-eyed strong man smiled grimly, "Only hatred and ruthlessness can provide you with strength continuously. Only by hating me to the extreme can you kill me and get the inheritance of this profession!"

"Didn't I say it a long time ago?" Mo Fan said angrily, "I don't need this so-called powerful profession at all, do you understand?"

"No?" said the one-eyed strong man disapproved, "You are so able to say such words because you don't know how powerful this profession can bring you.

When you truly feel the strength of this profession, I believe you will never say such words again.”

"No matter how strong this profession is, I don't need it. Can you understand human words?" Mo Fan said impatiently.

"Are you serious?" The one-eyed strong man's eyes narrowed, and his cold expression showed a bit of danger. "This is a profession that can change your destiny and can make you grow to an extremely powerful level."

"I have already made it clear that I don't need this so-called profession. I can make the decision on my destiny. I don't need to change it with a so-called profession." Mo Fan looked at the other party quietly and said seriously, "And, your behavior just now has made me disgusted enough, and by the way, I will disgusted it with this so-called profession. Even if you give it to me for nothing, I don't need it!"

"Haha." The one-eyed strong man sneered, "I don't want to give it to you for nothing? Then I'll let you understand how strong this profession is!"

Before he finished speaking, some black viscous liquid appeared out of thin air, condensed into silk threads, and began to drill into Mo Fan's body.

But these black viscous materials, which were wire-like, could not penetrate the skin, just like soft lines stinging on the steel plate, unable to penetrate the slightest.

"Why do you want to repel?" said the one-eyed strong man in surprise, "Don't you want to experience that extremely powerful power?"

"I said, not only do you make me feel disgusted, but I also feel very disgusted with this profession." Mo Fan said coldly with unprecedented seriousness, "I don't need to experience this so-called power, as it will only make me sick!"

"Haha! It makes you sick?" The one-eyed strong man sneered, "Then I really have to let you experience it!"

As he spoke, the silky black viscous liquid immediately became extremely sharp, and penetrated into Mo Fan's body, even causing blood to begin to seep into the surface of Mo Fan's skin.

"Hahahaha!" the one-eyed strong man laughed wildly, "How is it? Do you feel that the power that makes you sick is making you stronger little by little!"

"So what?" Mo Fan frowned and said disgusted, "I don't need this so-called power at all!"

"Don't rush to make a conclusion, experience this new power first. Believe me, you will definitely be fascinated by this feeling!" The one-eyed strong man put down Mo Fan and let the other party experience his body that is constantly growing stronger.

"It's a pity that I said I don't want anything. No matter how good I want, I will never want it. No one can change my decision!" Mo Fan said lightly, and sat in the chair carelessly again, looking at the other person quietly, allowing his body to keep getting stronger.

"Don't rush to make a conclusion, feel this powerful force carefully!" The one-eyed strong man said with confidence.

Mo Fan didn't say anything, and a strange feeling slowly surged into his heart. The powerful force in his body seemed to be about to explode made him want to find a powerful opponent to fight.

He reached out and clenched his fists slightly, clearly feeling how powerful he is now.

"How is it? Will you still hate this kind of power?" said the one-eyed strong man with a smile.

"Not only disgusting, but also very disgusting!" Mo Fan looked at his eyes quietly and said seriously.

"Very good." The one-eyed strong man nodded, flashed forward without warning, and punched Mo Fan in the face.

"Bang!"

Mo Fan's body flew backwards, smashing the wall behind, landing on the road outside, but still did not slow down, rolling all the way to the shop on the other side of the road, hitting the wall before stopping.

Before he could get up, the one-eyed strong man appeared in front of him and said wildly: "Why don't you fight back? Use the power that disgusting you to kill me. You may be able to truly appreciate the power of that power!"

"Don't you understand human words?" Mo Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said impatiently, "I'm talking, and that power makes me disgusted. Even if I give it to me for free, I will never use it!"

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the one-eyed strong man, and he kicked it out without even seeing the afterimage. Mo Fan's body was like a bowling ball, smashing countless containers in the shop, and finally crossing dozens of shops in a row before he could barely stop.

"Retaliate!" The one-eyed strong man appeared in front of Mo Fan, his eyes became even more angry, and he kicked him out again, "I have given you such powerful strength, why not fight back!"

Mo Fan's body was kicked away again. Before he could land, the one-eyed strong man appeared again, and another merciless kick. Mo Fan's body was kicked around like a football, destroying countless buildings, but never landing. At the same time, it was accompanied by the one-eyed strong man's anger again and again.

"Back!"

"You fight back!"

"Why not fight back!"

"Why don't you still refuse to use it even if you have such a powerful force?"

...

"Puff...swish!"

A ravine ditch of thirty meters was drawn on the ground. Mo Fan finally landed on the ground, his body was covered in blood and his clothes were broken, but his face was still plain and calm.
Chapter completed!
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