Chapter 75 Battle with Flash (Congratulations Alliance Hierarch, I don't want to)

"Hum!" Suddenly, a sharp sense of danger surged.

Swoosh! Mu Fan flipped backward through the air, retreating a step.

Six daggers were embedded in the spot he had just vacated.

They formed a semi-arc pattern.

Who?

At this, the examinee with mud smeared on his face and holding a crossbow arrow turned to look this way, a smile playing at his lips.

He had actually made his move; things were getting interesting.

Mu Fan's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"

"I need the items in your backpack," the quietly sitting, handsome young man spoke.

The other two, who had been prepared to watch the drama unfold, were stunned. Were they not going to fight?

But they hadn't expected Mu Fan's expression to completely chill.

He knew what the opposite side was talking about — the emergency spray and antibacterial medicine left in his backpack.

He had already used up the hemostatic medicine in the afternoon.