Ultimate Devouring Evolution

Zhang Fan stretched out his five fingers, pressing on the head of a level 8 quasi-warrior. ()

The voice was as flat as chatting.

"Tell me, who are you and why are you arresting me?"

The level 8 quasi-martial artist whose head was pressed didn't even have the courage to resist at this moment.

But he knew what consequences he would face if he said it.

So he managed to muster up his courage and said, "If I said...you might be scared..."

Click——

With Zhang Fan's slight force, the head of the level 8 quasi-warrior shattered again.

Brains and broken bones fell to the ground.

Blood flowed from the fingers.

In his hand, he held a level 8 blood core again.

Swallowing this level 8 blood core into his mouth relieved his hunger a lot.

Then he turned his head and looked at the last level 8 quasi-warrior.

The heart of that level 8 quasi-martial artist was already thoroughly chilled.

Just now it was said that the confession was forced by violence, but it was realized in less than two minutes.

But it's not that they forced this guy to confess, but this guy turned them to force a confession.

And judging by the posture, this is much more violent than their forced confession.

He knew that in the face of this situation, if he didn't say anything, his head would be crushed in minutes.

In this case, he doesn't care about other consequences.

He didn't want the blood core to be swallowed by this guy after he died.

He looked at Zhang Fan, and saw that Zhang Fan still had a very flat expression on his face.

He nodded and said, "I'll say it, I'll say it. But if I say it, you have to let me go. Otherwise, even if I die, I won't say it..."

Zhang Fan nodded slightly, his tone was flat: "As long as you say so, I will let you go."

The level 8 quasi-warrior suddenly felt amnesty: "We arrest you,

It's because of an investigation. As to what it was, and who we were, I cannot say now. At least I want to make sure I'm really safe. "

He is also treacherous.

He knew that even if he really said it, the guy's words would not count, and he would have nothing to do if he wanted to kill him.

So he said half and half.

Take this last half as your own trump card.

As long as he has this trump card, this guy shouldn't kill himself easily.

However, before he finished speaking, Zhang Fan's figure appeared in front of him again.

The right hand has already pressed on the top of his head.

The level 8 quasi-warrior was sweating profusely, and his body trembled: "Wait, wait, I said, I said, I said..."

Zhang Fan didn't exert any force, and waited for this guy to continue.

The level 8 quasi-warrior gasped violently because of fear.

But he was afraid that this evil god would kill him, so he didn't dare to take a long breath, and said quickly, "We are the Shadow Moon Team."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhang Fan's face.

The Shadow Moon Group is a very special existence in the safe zone.

It is not as powerful as the Martial Artists Association and the Colosseum, and it doesn't even have a fixed base camp.

But it is a killer organization that scares many people.

Their purpose is to do things with money.

As long as you give them money, they have nothing to say whether they are asked to kill good or bad people.

They are like ghosts, wandering throughout the safe zone.

Legend has it that as long as they receive a mission, they will ignore it until they complete their goal.

So even the Martial Artists Association and the Colosseum are afraid of it.

Therefore, after this level 8 prospective warrior finished speaking, he wanted to see Zhang Fan's reaction.

Ordinary people will definitely be terrified when they hear the word Shadow Moon Group.

Maybe this guy didn't dare to do anything to himself when he was afraid.

Soon, however, he was disappointed.

Because he couldn't tell anything from Zhang Fan's face.

Still as flat as before.

He didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and continued: "The Shadow Moon Group received a business order to kill you before. However, none of the killers they sent could come back. The Shadow Moon Group sent us to investigate this matter. That's why we brought you back."

Zhang Fan pondered for a moment.

It really is the Shadow Moon group.

He had already guessed it before, but he was not sure yet.

Now it's finally confirmed.

When the Shadow Moon team received a mission, they would often die endlessly until the target died.

It seems that I am afraid that I will not live in peace for a while.

Therefore, no matter what, I must improve my strength as soon as possible.

In this world, strength is king.

As long as you are strong enough, no matter what shadow moon group or day sky group you are, I will give you the sun!

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan asked, "Where are my things?"

The quasi-warrior at level 8 replied tremblingly: "Your things... there are gene beast blood cores and cell enhancers, which are all great things. We dare not take it for ourselves, so our level 9 and 10 The super quasi-warrior has sent those things to the third team leader."

"The third team leader?"

Zhang Fan asked.

"Our Shadow Moon team has a total of ten groups, each with 100 people, and a warrior is the team leader. We belong to three groups, so we have to give it to the three team leaders."

Zhang Fan frowned.

"Where is the third team leader?"

Zhang Fan asked.

The level 8 quasi-warrior was stunned, and said in surprise, "You won't... want to go to the third team leader? You are just a level 9 quasi-warrior. Our third team leader is a real warrior. You went... "

"where?"

Zhang Fan interrupted him directly.

The level 8 quasi-martial artist didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and quickly said: "I don't know about this either. For the sake of safety, our Shadow Moon team has a single-line contact. Only when the third team leader looks for us, can we know where he is. He When we asked us about your news, we told him about the blood core of the gene beast, and he just mentioned a place for our level 9 and level 10 quasi-warriors to bring the things there. I have said everything I need to say, please You... let me go..."

Click——

With a crisp sound, the head of the last level 8 quasi-warrior was also crushed.

Another level 8 blood core fell into Zhang Fan's hands.

Let you go?

When you kill others for money, have you ever thought about letting others go?

Opening his mouth to swallow the blood core, he didn't even look at the corpse, and began to search the room.

In the room, nothing of value was found.

Only in the end were three multifunctional watches found on the bodies of the three quasi-warriors.

After decrypting with the nano watch, a total of more than 7 million in it was transferred to his own account.

As a result, the balance in Zhang Fan's account has reached 230 million.

After finishing these, Zhang Fan planned to leave.

But at this moment, he smelled a bloody smell coming from the next room.

He came to the next room.

The next door is actually a bathroom. On the floor of the bathroom, there are large groups of bloody paper towels.

Maybe it was who was hurt before.

His sense of smell is much more sensitive than that of ordinary martial artists.

After just one sniff, he knew it wasn't the blood of those three level 8 quasi-warriors.

Then it is very likely that it is the level 9 quasi-warrior or the level 10 quasi-warrior.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat.

Then he said coldly: "If you take my things, you have to spit them out. Even if you are the Shadow Moon group, even if you are a warrior!"

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