Playing as a psychopath at the beginning, teammate Kirin brother

Chapter 56 Little brother, it's not safe here anymore
"I want to take a photo too!"

"Hey mom, look at me, I met Zhang Qilin, it's the Zhang Qilin on TV."

In an instant, Zhang Qilin was completely surrounded, and there were all girls, so he couldn't get out at all.

"Brother, is Mo Fan with you?" Someone in the crowd asked, Zhang Qilin immediately pointed to the left.

"Mo Fan is there!"

When everyone looked in the direction he pointed, Zhang Qilin found a gap and quickly ran away.

At this moment, Mo Fan came out from the grass, and was dragged away by Zhang Qilin. After running for a while, he finally stopped in a place where no one was around.

"What's wrong, brother, did you meet a killer? Didn't you say to kill one by one?" Mo Fan ran out of breath.

"It's scarier than a killer." Zhang Qilin turned around and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the female fans hadn't followed.

"Haha, could it be that I met fans? How about it? Did you feel their enthusiasm?" Mo Fan leaned forward and backward with a smile, just thinking about that scene made him feel funny.

Social terrorists like my little brother don't like to talk, and they look so helpless when they are surrounded.

"Help me pretend!" Zhang Qilin looked at Mo Fan seriously.

"Okay." Mo Fan squatted down and wiped the mud with one hand and directly touched the little brother's face.

This outfit is too attractive, I found a fairly clean black plastic bag from the trash can, and put the black ancient gold knife on it.

"Okay, perfect!" Mo Fan said, wiping the little mud still on his hands on the little brother's clothes.

Now the little brother is no different from a beggar.

The members of this beggar gang are growing day by day.

It's just that if they can't find a job to make a living, this gang of beggars will be over.

After wandering around, they didn't find anything. The two of them missed the days in the forbidden area very much.

Depressedly, they went back under the bridge hole. At this time, everyone was gathering around the bonfire to keep warm. They all looked at Mo Fan with smiling faces, and their eyes were full of anticipation.

The wet clothes are hung in a circle, while evaporating water vapor, it can also be used as a temporary wall to block the wind.

Sweet potatoes were roasting in the bonfire, which Biaozi picked up.

"Master, the weather is not very good, and everyone has nothing to gain today." Biaozi felt a little guilty.

"It's impossible for us to start a business smoothly every day, right? That's pretty good. It's raining heavily today, so let's keep warm and rest. When the clothes dry, let's wear a few more." The quilt was blown After leaving, these clothes have become the only support.

"By the way, master, what shall we do tomorrow?"

Now everyone is full of energy every day, waiting for Mo Fan to assign tasks.

"There is an important task tomorrow, let's get enough energy, otherwise we won't have the energy to work tomorrow." Mo Fan said mysteriously.

In fact, he doesn't know what to do tomorrow.

But the cake still needs to be painted.

After eating the sweet potatoes, the clothes were almost dry, and I went to bed after wearing a few of them.

puff.

puff.

puff.

Tonight is destined to be a night of constant farting, and I can only blame the uncooked sweet potatoes.

Seeing that Zhang Qilin had silently moved to the outermost position, Mo Fan reached out and pinched his nose.

Compared to the wind blowing, this smell is nothing.

Can continue to resist.

late at night.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops fell on the ground like setting off firecrackers, and there were rustling movements in the grass not far away.

It was already past two o'clock in the morning, and the people in the grass started to move.

Showcasing a sharp dagger, he crawled out from the bushes. The leader pointed in the direction, and immediately divided into two groups, one group to deal with Mo Fan, and the other group to deal with Zhang Qilin.

With the rain slowly approaching the bridge hole.

Zhang Qilin, who was in a light sleep, was the first to notice something was wrong, and the sound of raindrops became undulating. He squinted his eyes, and sure enough, he saw a few people bending over and approaching.

Zhang Qilin immediately picked up a stone on the ground, threw it towards Mo Fan, and was about to draw his sword, but he couldn't pull it out.

Looking back, the black plastic bag was tightly bound.

But at this time the dagger had already come, Zhang Qilin quickly turned around and dodged, with his hands on the ground, watching the person coming from the corner of his eye.

There are three in the front and two in the back.

However, Mo Fan has already woken up, and the latter two will be handed over to him.

So Zhang Qilin rushed directly into the rain and started fighting with the opponent.

Mo Fan, who was in a drowsy sleep, rubbed his eyes and saw two people holding daggers. He twisted his neck and his joints clucked.

"If you can find all of these, you are considered amazing." Mo Fan stretched his waist, and with another effort, all the muscles in his body instantly revived.

He directly grasped the stabbing dagger with his palm, grasped the tip of the knife with five fingers and twisted it forcefully, and raised the knife with his hand.

The opponent's eyes widened in fright.

Another person rushed up, and Mo Fan grabbed the person in front of him and threw it over.

The two of them fell to the ground like an arhat, and the bones on their bodies made the sound of breaking.

Seeing Mo Fan's tall figure approaching step by step, the two kept retreating until they reached the bank of the river. There was no way to retreat, so they jumped into the river and escaped.

Mo Fan clapped his hands, seeing that the wound on his palm had recovered as before, he turned and went back under the bridge hole.

At this time, Zhang Qilin had perfectly dealt with the three of them and walked back from the rain.

The two looked at each other with a smile, and came to the campfire to take off their clothes to dry.

"Brother, it's not safe here anymore, we have to change places tomorrow." Mo Fan looked up at the bridge hole, feeling a little bit reluctant.

"En." Zhang Qilin replied, warming his hands.

As the body temperature rose, the unicorn tattoo on the little brother's body gradually appeared.

Biaozi, who got up to pee, rubbed his eyes and looked at the two naked people beside the campfire. At first he thought he was wrong, so he rubbed his eyes again.

"Master, little brother, what are you two doing sitting here in the middle of the night? You don't even wear these clothes."

"It's too hot, I went for a swim, Biaozi, why don't you go for a swim too? Just take a bath." Mo Fan looked at Biaozi with a grin and said.

Biaozi hurriedly waved his hands and shook his head, "No, it's too cold, I'm too old, and my body can't bear it."

Just as he was talking, Biaozi's eyes fell on the tattoo on Zhang Qilin's body, "Hey, what is this pattern?"

Zhang Qilin didn't say a word, and stretched out his hand to put on his clothes.

"Biaozi, I have an important task for you tomorrow." Mo Fan pulled Biaozi aside, then handed him the dean's cell phone, "You can find a second-hand store to sell this thing."

"Mobile phone? Then young master, you don't have a mobile phone. How can your family contact you? How can you send a private plane to pick you up then?"

Unexpectedly, Biaozi still remembered the private jet, Mo Fan scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Let me tell you the truth, I still have my elder brother who competes with me for household chores. This time when I came out, he sent someone to install a location in my phone, and wanted to kill me secretly, so I have to sell the phone!" Mo All serious nonsense.

(End of this chapter)