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Chapter 34 Why Does This Knife Look So Familiar?

The weakest high-level warrior can reach a maximum speed of 70 meters per second. Wang Pojun ran with all his might and blocked Lin Fan and Broadcom in about ten seconds.

At this time, Botong had already taken Lin Fan to the ground safely from the roof, and kicked the Rat King, who had exposed their position, away.

The F-level monster that was fatal to Lin Fan was like a little chicken in Broadcom's hands, and was almost kicked to death by Broadcom.

【-1314】

A bright red number that only Lin Fan could see floated out of the head of the Golden Rat King. It fell to the ground with a "bang", rolled around along the inertia for a few times, lay on the ground, moaned and couldn't get up, and it seemed that it would die in the next second.

Lin Fan's eyes lit up and he raised the [Caimen Rifle] in his hand and aimed at the Golden Rat King for shooting twice.

Bang bang!

He hit the bull's eye and hit the Golden Rat King in the eye with every shot.

【-93】

【-4】

The Golden Rat King died, Lin Fan grabbed the head, and a delightful system prompt popped up in front of him-[Experience 103]

This experience is too easy to come by, just like a free one.

Wang Pojun glanced at the rifle in Lin Fan and Lin Fan's hands vigilantly, and then locked his eyes on Botong: "Who are the two? Why are they here? What do you want to do when you hide on the roof and sneakily?"

Botong smiled and was honest and honest like the old farmer in the fields: "Passing by, passing by, let's go now."

After saying that, he la Linfan was about to leave.

Swish ~

Wang Pojun glared at his eyes, his sword was unsheathed, and said coldly: "You said you are passing by? You can come here when you want to come, and you can go when you want to go. What is it to be Pojun City? What is it to be the Wang Consortium?"

Broadcom looked at Wang Pojun standing with a knife and smiled: "We are really passing by. Look at me at such a big age, will you still lie to you? Really, I'm telling the truth, there is no intention of provocation. I didn't treat Pojun City and the Wang Consortium as anything. I'm really just passing by."

Wang Pojun: “…”

This man speaks so arrogantly.

Wang Pojun's face looked ugly, and he couldn't see through the depth of his knowledge.

Although it seems that Botong's random stop was full of flaws, Wang Pojun always felt that as long as he took action, Botong's flaws would become traps.

A fatal trap.

"If you don't speak, you're just accusation. We'll leave, there will be a period of time later." Broadcom pulled Lin Fan and turned around and prepared to leave.

Wang Pojun shook his body and stood in front of Botong and Lin Fan again.

"I'm telling me what's going on with you guys?" Broadtong spitted at Wang Pojun, "You don't even talk when you stand in front of us, just like a pillar, what are you doing? Don't you believe what I just said? If you don't believe me, just say it. If you don't agree, let's fight."

Wang Pojun: “…”

This man speaks so arrogantly.

Wang Pojun took a serious look at Botong, then looked at Lin Fan, to be precise, he looked at the Finance Gate Rifle in Lin Fan's hand, and spoke coldly:

"The rifle in your hand is the exclusive item of our Pojun City, and it is controlled. Only the soldiers in the inner city can own it. You are obviously not a soldier in the inner city, but you are holding a rifle in your hand that belongs to Pojun City. How do you explain this?"

Broadcom looked at Lin Fan: "Give him an explanation."

Lin Fan grinned and said, "This gun is a thank you gift from a soldier. At that time, he was bitten to death by a mutant mouse. I avenged him and he gave me this rifle to thank him.

Not only this rifle, but also this bulletproof vest, this armpit gun bag, this pistol, this bullet, are all gifts he gave me.

I was polite to him. Seeing that he had not spoken, he lay in front of me and was so grateful that I had no choice but to take it down. You soldiers in Pojun City are so generous."

Broadcom looked at Wang Pojun: "Did you hear it? This is a gift, not stolen or robbed. We are really passing by. Let's believe it now."

Wang Pojun: “…”

Both of them spoke very arrogantly.

However, it is obvious that none of these two arrogant people are fools. They definitely have the capital to be arrogant. Wang Pojun is afraid of being a mouse and dare not act rashly.

Dirt ~

In the distance, two jeeps roared and rushed over. According to the distance and speed, they could arrive at the scene in about ten seconds.

Broadcom looked at Wang Pojun and smiled: "I said why you keep pretending to be mute? It turns out that you are waiting for help. Then there is nothing to talk about. Let's fight first."

Before he finished speaking, Botong suddenly poked Wang Pojun's face with an old punch.

Wang Pojun flew away quickly, and his sword danced in his hand and fought with Botong.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding ~

Clam clang ~

The dilapidated houses around were instantly affected, and a burst of noises fell down.

Lin Fan held the rifle and wanted to draw a chance to shoot Wang Pojun, but he found that he could not lock in the shadow of Wang Pojun and Botong at all, so he had to give up.

He looked down at the Rat King's corpse. Lin Fan wanted to dig out the spiritual energy crystal, but he, a poor boy from the outside city, should not know such a secret, so he could only resist and dare not take action.

Dirt ~

The engine sounds closer.

Bang!

Bang bang!

Lin Fan turned around and shot several times at the two jeeps that were speeding towards them.

He never ruthlessly treats enemies, whether they are beasts or humans.

But unfortunately, the distance is a bit far, exceeding the range of the rifle in his hand, and Lin Fan failed to hit a single shot.

Whoosh ~

Broadcom suddenly appeared in front of Lin Fan: "Stop shooting, Wang Pojun, I've already cleaned up, let's go."

After saying that, he picked up Lin Fan's waist and ran away without a trace.

Dirt ~x2

Squeak ~x2

The two jeeps stopped one after another. Mr. Yao and Wang Yanran rushed out of the car and ran towards the scene where Botong and Wang Pojun fought.

The dilapidated houses around collapsed and were shaped like ruins. Wang Pojun lay in the middle of the ruins, staring at the sky with his eyes blankly, covered in dust.

What is even more incredible is that Wang Pojun was clean and only a pair of underwear was left on his body.

Wang Yanran subconsciously covered her eyes, and Mr. Yao quickly took off his coat and put it on Wang Pojun's body.

Wang Yanran then ran forward and helped Wang Pojun up and shouted: "Father, father, are you okay?"

Mr. Yao quickly took out a bottle of milky white ointment from his arms and asked with concern: "City Lord, where are you injured? I have quick-acting hemostatic medicine here to heal the wounds urgently."

Wang Pojun lay in Wang Yanran's arms, staring straight ahead with his eyes blank, and shook his head gently: "I was not injured, I was not injured... But I was defeated, I was completely defeated, and I was humiliated! I had no power to resist in his hands, he... he was simply playing with me!"

Wang Pojun seemed to be greatly stimulated and kept muttering: "Why didn't he kill me, why didn't he kill me!"

...

At the same time, Broadcom had already taken Lin Fan back to Broadcom's house in one breath.

When he arrived at the yard of Botong's family, Lin Fan struggled out of Botong's arms and bent down to breathe.

Just now, the speed of speed was more exciting than riding a roller coaster. Although Lin Fan had excellent psychological quality, his body had never experienced such an exaggerated experience, and his heart was pounding uncontrollably.

After a while of slowing down, Lin Fan finally returned to normal. He looked up and was about to talk to Botong, but Botong suddenly handed Lin Fan two items - one was leather armor and the other was a long sword.

Broadcasting: "For you, take it and protect yourself."

Lin Fan was obviously stunned when he got leather armor and long sword: "Why does this knife look so familiar?"

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