Capítulo 1049: Chapter 822: Your Package, Please Sign for It (Third Update)

The eyes of the patrons were filled with encouragement and… curiosity.

They were very curious about what those two bartenders had seen.

And just now, what exactly happened?

Perhaps in the next minute, everything would be revealed.

Standing outside the broken doorway, the bar owner with his melancholic eyes and stubbly beard, paired with that rugged yet elegant blood-bull leather coat…

Sunlight streamed evenly through the sky barrier onto his body, and at this moment, he seemed like an elegant noble, looking up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle.

Standing upright, his posture was proper, his demeanor…

“Mm…” A muffled groan came from the bar owner’s mouth.

Then, the owner lowered his head expressionless, casually covering his mouth with his right hand, and his chest heaved once more.

The stomach under that leather coat was… uncontrollably spasming.

The bar owner lowered his head and walked back inside, then looked up, his expression as if he had been forced to eat ten bitter gourds.

The patrons’ gazes grew even more perplexed…

The bartenders, who now felt a little better in their stomachs, looked up and asked, “Boss, how come we…”

“Shut up, collect your pay later and get lost.”

The bar owner said elegantly to the bartender, then immediately covered his mouth again.

“George, what’s your explanation?”

“My friends and I are all waiting.”

The blonde, burly man looked at his crying black brother on the floor, kicked him hard again, and said with a full smile.

George, wearing a leather coat and with an unstable aura, looked down at his shoes for five seconds, forcibly suppressed the feeling in his stomach, then lifted his head…

“Surround these two for me!”

At the command, the tall and sturdy bartenders quickly formed a circle, with more than a dozen scatterguns aimed at Mu Fan and Lu Qingxue.

Heaven knows where these bartenders got their guns from.

Meanwhile, Mu Fan was already quietly eating the second Molten Magma Fruit.

He looked at George with a mouthful of sweet juice.

Calmly meeting those odd gazes.

“What do you mean?”

Mu Fan said nonchalantly.

While Lu Qingxue stood quietly next to Mu Fan, that snow-white Wide Scabbard Sword was silently raised.

“What do you mean… what the hell have YOU done!”

George’s face was already twisted, recalling that disgusting scene, he figured he wouldn’t plan on having any good dreams for the next month.

The black mess on the wall, is that a human?

Mu Fan always felt good while eating.

So he didn’t react strongly to George’s outburst. Instead, he calmly watched the man after finishing the second Molten Magma Fruit.

“What, afraid to admit now?”

George was somewhat angry and embarrassed.

“Just now, his toxin made you all unconscious.” Mu Fan said calmly.

“In an instant, everyone knocked out at the same time, do you think this is one of those Peace Planets? You haven’t noticed who is present here, have you!”

“What kind of expert is he, I’m genuinely curious.” George said with a grim look.

Those unfriendly gazes nodded in agreement.

Although they were learning civilized ways of communication, everyone in the bar had blood on their hands.

In an instant, knocking everyone out, silently and unnoticed?

It’s ridiculous.

“What kind… He’s from the Blood Teeth Team, with a nickname, Poison King.”

Mu Fan shrugged, thought for a moment and added, “The latter part was what he said himself.”

George’s expression froze at this moment.

The entire bar instantly fell into a deadly silence, one could almost hear the buzzing of a couple of sand flies in the air.

“Blood Teeth Team…”

“Poison King…”

After three or four seconds of silence, the entire bar exploded into chaos.

The faces of those who had been relatively calm turned purplish, and they exchanged glances, followed by constant low calls.

“Am I poisoned!”

“I feel like I’ve caught a terminal illness, I’m suffocating.”

…

And George’s face now looked like he had eaten 100 bitter gourds.

He struggled to speak, “Are you serious?”

Mu Fan smiled, “Do I look like I’m joking?”

[Looks like it, very much so.]

This was something to be said only in the heart.

George took a deep breath and discreetly stepped back.

When he felt he had reached a safe distance, his right arm suddenly raised.

The scatterguns in the hands of those bartenders simultaneously aimed at Mu Fan.

“I’m afraid I have to keep you here.”

Those terrifying new humans of the Blood Teeth Team, the existence with the code name S002 in the Mercenary Group, once the news of the Poison King’s death on their roof got out.

Then his Maple Leaf Bar could be erased from Oasis City.

So now, he could only send Mu Fan over.

With ferocious glints in their eyes, a group of silhouettes surrounded Mu Fan.

And the chaotic patrons, upon hearing the name Poison King, fled directly or prepared to draw guns at Mu Fan.

Mu Fan looked at them…

Lu Qingxue’s long sword slowly unsheathed, and at this moment those people only felt their brows pierced by an inexplicable aura.

And Mu Fan, casually picked up his short stick with dark golden patterns, which began to slowly spin between his five fingers.

The atmosphere in the whole bar instantly became tense!

However, at this very moment…

Two rugged leather boots stood at the bar entrance, as a strong arm gently placed on the door, preparing to push it open.

Boom!

When his finger touched the door, the entire door fell loudly to the ground.

The man’s actions paused, sweat beading on his forehead, then a determined look flashed in his eyes.

[Damn, I’m never paying for this broken door, this job is a huge loss.]

“Who’s Mu Fan!” Thinking quickly in his crisis, he shouted loudly.

Everyone turned simultaneously.

A crowd of unfriendly-looking ruffians looked over, but upon seeing the emblem on the back of the jacket, the ferocious light in their eyes faded.

A jacketed man with black sunglasses, burly in build, stood awkwardly maintaining a knocking posture, holding a small and exquisitely designed digital box in his left hand.

But as he stepped in, the design on the jacket was finally fully visible.

On the back was a pattern of twin dragons intertwined, with the striking words “Galaxy Transport” clearly visible.

Even the desperadoes of Oasis City wouldn’t dare provoke the name of this giant from the stars.

This jacketed man, noticing the fierce light in people’s eyes disappearing, finally sighed in relief, having managed to pass through unnoticed.

Then he finally entered his true professional role, swept a glance around the place, and shouted once more, “Who’s Mu Fan?”

The voice was loud, echoing in the bar, this was already the second time.

“Who…”

“Me.”

Mu Fan turned his head to look.

The jacketed man squinted, looked at Mu Fan, then looked down at his communicator.

The photo and the person matched perfectly.

“Please verify your DNA.”,

“Verification complete.”

“Your delivery, please sign.”

The jacketed man, pleased with completing this task, was glad to have successfully delivered the goods to this problematic place.

At this moment, Mu Fan’s attention was entirely drawn to the alloy lockbox in his hand.

And the jacketed man, standing by and not leaving, looked eagerly at this room full of armed rogues.

As if seeing walking coins.

“Should be the equipment delivered…”

A voice whispered blackly in Mu Fan’s ear.

“Hmm.”

Teeth lightly clicked, Mu Fan indicated that he understood.

But just as Mu Fan was about to hand the alloy box to Lu Qingxue and deal with these people himself…

A rough and excited voice suddenly rang in his ear!

“Sir, interested in Galaxy Transport’s bodyguard service?”

The earnest jacketed man spoke excitedly.