Versatile Mage: Rebirth of Mo Fan, Atlas of the Celestial Spirit

Chapter 187 Arrogant Mo Fan

After a good night's rest, Mo Fan carefully checked his magic power in each system after waking up, even the plant system. With the powerful assistance of the little loach, the plant system stardust could release the elementary level 2 magic.

The natural effect of the plant system - the ability of grass is very ferocious. Not only does it have the tenacious vitality of grass, but it can also release sharp sword energy.

The next step was to charge all his magic tools and instruments. When everything was ready, Mo Fan walked out of the room with an evil smile and headed straight for the lounge where Fang Shaoli was.

Since it was daytime, there were very few people in the lounge. Mo Fan swept his eyes over the waiters and found that five of the six waiters were from Hei Jiao Ting. They were all rich!

Fang Shaoli was very ordinary among the waiters, but Mo Fan just liked this kind of ordinariness. He walked up to Fang Shaoli with an arrogant step.

Fang Shaoli was stunned for a moment, then she regained her professional smile and said, "Hello sir, what can I do for you?"

"Make me a cup of 'Salang is an idiot'!!" Mo Fan stared at Fang Shaoli with his mouth completely cracked, but Fang Shaoli didn't feel any warmth from that smile!
How could someone laugh more terrifyingly than their Black Dragon Pavilion?

Fang Shaoli became nervous when she heard these five words. Her cerebral cortex was working frantically. She soon remembered who the young man in front of her was, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

"Sir, I don't understand what you are talking about." Fang Shaoli maintained a stiff smile, but her actions could not be hidden from Mo Fan's evil eyes.

"It's okay. You have time to explain yourself before I turn on the law enforcement recorder, but I won't listen." Mo Fan said with a smile, and reached out to turn on the law enforcement recorder mounted on his chest.

Don’t listen???

Fang Shaoli was dumbfounded. What else could I say?

After Mo Fan turned on the recorder, he found Fang Shaoli was actually in a daze. He sighed and said, "It seems that you didn't take my words seriously."

It’s time to confess!!!!
The power of space emerged in Mo Fan's hand. He grabbed Fang Shaoli's head and smashed it hard against the heavy lounge bar. With just one hit, the lounge bar shattered into pieces.

"Blue-clad Deacon Fang Shaoli, from now on, you have been captured! Any resistance will be regarded as a provocation to me, and I have the right to kill you." Mo Fan pinched her soft neck and lifted her up in his hands.

Fang Shaoli did not die from the attack just now, which shows how much his physical fitness has been enhanced by the galaxy.

The other four waitresses at the Black Dragon Pavilion were all terrified. They were all developed by Fang Shaoli and had never seen such a bloody battle scene.

Mo Fan whispered, “Next, point out your subordinates to me, and maybe you can still have a chance of survival!”

"Me!!!" Fang Shaoli raised her head with difficulty. Before she could say anything, she saw Mo Fan, as if the King of Hell was calling the shots, making a pistol shape with his left hand and pointing a few times at the remaining four Black Dragon Pavilion members.

Before the four gray-robed cultists could run two steps, Mo Fan used space magic to pierce their chests. It didn't matter whether they lived or died, he would get the money anyway.

"Thank you for pointing it out." Mo Fan said politely, then pinched her soft neck and walked towards the building behind the main building.

Mo Fan's action was so fast that it was over in a flash. The only one left who was not a waiter from the Black Dragon Pavilion was standing there anxiously, apparently thinking that Mo Fan was a villain.

After Mo Fan walked out of the lounge, the hotel manager and a group of security guards stopped Mo Fan. However, they were all ordinary people, and only the manager was a member of the Black Dragon Pavilion. Mo Fan calmly showed his black book and said, "The judge is handling the case, and those who block the case are guilty of the same crime as the criminal!!"

After this big hat was put on them, all the people brought by the hotel manager withdrew. Who would want to have anything to do with the Inquisition? That’s a group of killers hunting down evil wizards, and it’s also the only violent organization with law enforcement power in Donghuang.

The hotel manager was also stunned. How did the court get in? They had clearly set up a tight net so that not only the judges but even the trainee judges couldn't get in.

"Ha, sorry sir, our hotel has not received any notice." The hotel manager was not happy and wanted to rescue his boss.

Mo Fan scratched his nose and said, "Don't you understand what I'm saying? And do you think you can be alright as a black priest?"

【Mo Fan's Great Handprint】

Just add space magic to your hands and smash the hotel manager's head with a slap, quick and clean!

Compared to the magnificence of the main building, the building at the back is much darker. After all, it is the base camp of the Black Dragon Pavilion, so it is inevitable to be low-key.

Now Mo Fan comes to help them refresh again——using their blood!!
After entering the dark building, Mo Fan immediately noticed that several Black Dragon Pavilions marked with ghost blood were coming towards him. Come on, come on, so I don’t have to look for them one by one.

The people haven't arrived yet, but the black beasts have arrived first! !
Mo Fan snapped his fingers and summoned Little Flame Princess. After Little Flame Princess appeared, she covered her face with her two chubby little hands, obviously because she smelled some foul odor.

Six or seven skinny black monkeys ran along the wall of the corridor. Little Princess Yan sneezed and spit out a line of fire like cotton yarn. The bright fire illuminated the dark red corridor. The scorching fire of heaven and earth rolled all over the body of the black beast.

The fire was bright, scorching and holy, which was a fatal injury to the black beast monster. In less than ten seconds, the black beast monster that ran over was turned into charred bone powder.

The Black Dragon Pavilion that came over were just some gray-robed believers, all of whom had their heads smashed by Mo Fan using the big handprint. Anyway, there was a recorder, so it would be possible to find out how many Black Dragon Pavilion were killed.

Suddenly, Mo Fan remembered that Fang Shaoli's earring seemed to be a small communicator. She relied on it to command the Black Dragon Pavilion in the entire manor. Saran also used this communicator to contact her.

Mo Fan stretched out his hand and pulled off her earrings. The piece of flesh fell to the ground with blood. Mo Fan could feel her body tremble, probably because of the pain.

"Why are you shaking like that? You scared me!" Mo Fan slapped Fang Shaoli again.

Mo Fan used Fang Shaoli's shadow to control her and said, "Everyone, gather in the front hall!"

"You should think about how to write your confession. After all, I have experience in killing Hei Jiaoting, so it doesn't take much time. If you still haven't thought it through by the time, I will have to extract your soul and take a look." Mo Fan smiled gently, but every word he said made Fang Shaoli shudder.

Big brother, which one of us is Hei Jiao Ting? ! !
One by one, black dragons came out from every corner of the dark building, accompanied by black beasts and cursed beasts. The foul smell could no longer be concealed and filled the entire first floor hall.

But with Mo Fan's instructions, the heads exploded like watermelons! !
"Is the threshold for admission to your Black Dragon Pavilion so low? Why do you only recruit rubbish?"

(End of this chapter)