Doomsday gangster dressed as interstellar cannon fodder

The fight between the two was not a big one, but it also attracted a lot of people's attention. Everyone looked like they were watching a show, waiting for the pharmacist on the high platform to give the final result.

At this time, in the monitoring room upstairs, Mu Haoyuan was listening to the report of the people below, and looked at the man behind him curiously.

"Who do you think will win?"

The man was dressed in straight black and gray clothes, with three-dimensional facial features, a delicate but not feminine face, and amber eyes full of calm indifference. He was sitting on the sofa on the side, not angry or intimidating, and only after hearing Mu Haoyuan's words

Move your eyes to the monitor screen.

"No. 4."

Mu Haoyuan was prepared that the man would not answer, but when he heard the reply, he became interested and walked over with a smile.

"It's rare. Commander Pei is willing to take my word for it, but how can you be sure that No. 4 will win? I don't remember that you have researched on potions."

"When I was in the Federation, I remember that you were quite good at reading your old man's face. Why can't you do that now?"

Pei Zelin stabbed Mu Haoyuan lightly, looked at the monitor screen again, and spoke.

Mu Haoyuan, who was stabbed in a sore spot, looked at Pei Zelin depressedly and muttered softly.

"I've been forced to go to Luo Tuo Star. Commander Pei, please show some mercy. By the way, you're here because of the Yan family's affairs?"

"If I remember correctly, that young lady from the Yan family seemed to have had a baby kiss with you."

Mentioning this, Mu Haoyuan put on a gossipy smile and quickly stood up to urge.

"Go quickly, maybe you can save your fiancée."

Pei Zelin didn't bother to pay attention to Mu Haoyuan and stood up to leave with others. Mu Haoyuan felt bored and simply followed him.

At this time, only Pharmacist No. 4 and Pharmacist No. 1 were left on the high platform on the first floor. Yan Hua was holding on to the armrest of Yan Hongan's wheelchair, covering most of her face with a scarf, and her eyes were calm.

Brother Qiu on the other side looked at Pharmacist No. 1 on the high platform and had a bad feeling for no reason.

He was so flustered that Brother Qiu urgently needed something to distract himself. He looked around and finally landed on Yan Hua next to him and said sarcastically.

"Why, are you worried that your No. 4 will lose?"

"Don't blame me, Brother Qiu, for not reminding you. As a pharmacist who has failed twenty-seven times in a row, don't..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of explosions and screams rang in his ears. Brother Qiu turned his head excitedly and his face instantly turned ugly.

Pharmacist No. 1 was covered in black dust, and the instruments in front of him were even blown to the ground, while Pharmacist No. 4 looked at the intact medicine in front of him with a relaxed expression.

"Failed twenty-seven times does not mean that you will fail the twenty-eighth time."

Yan Hua raised a smile, raised her hand and shook the bet certificate in her hand, and glanced at the other people who had the same ugly expression.

"So, you shouldn't default on your debt in front of so many people, right?"

When Pei Zelin and Mu Hao arrived on the first floor, they happened to see Yan Hua raising her hand. Her face was covered with a scarf, leaving only a pair of bright and cunning eyes, with the ends of her eyes raised slightly, with a hint of wantonness.

"Go and give her an anonymous crystal card. She should be researching potions and pay attention to it."

Recalling the scene on the monitor just now, Pei Zelin frowned slightly and continued walking outside after speaking.

Mu Haoyuan didn't have time to ask more questions. Seeing Pei Zelin walking in a hurry, he quickly called for someone to come over and deal with it, and he hurriedly followed.

In front of so many people, Brother Qiu couldn't help but regret it. He looked at Yan Hua who was calm and composed with a livid face, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"Hello."

While the two sides were in a stalemate, a uniformed staff member from Luo's Baihang suddenly came over, took out a crystal card and said to Yan Hua.

"This is the anonymous crystal card given to you by our Luo family. Please accept it."

A gift of an anonymous crystal card?

Yan Hua glanced at the staff member in surprise. The original owner's crystal card must be unusable. It is indeed difficult to trade five thousand crystal coins without a crystal card, but it is much more convenient with an unnamed crystal card.

"Can I ask why?"

"Sorry, the boss didn't tell us the reason."

The staff showed a standardized smile, looked at Brother Qiu aside and said.

"This customer wants to transfer crystal coins, right? We can do it for him."

Seeing that people from Luo's Baihang came forward, no matter how dissatisfied Brother Qiu was, he still took out his crystal card and watched helplessly as the staff swiped away five thousand crystal coins.

After receiving five thousand crystal coins, Yan Hua was not ready to stay any longer. She pointed to the high platform in a good mood and said with a smile.

"This is only the fourth game, so don't rush. For the next eleven games, everyone, come on."

After saying that, Yan Hua pushed Yan Hongan and was about to leave. Brother Qiu wanted to settle a score with Yan Hua. When the people next to him saw this, they immediately stopped Brother Qiu.

"You can't leave, you agreed to let us finish the fifteen rounds!"

"That's right, we've given you all the money, you can't leave now!"

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Surrounded by others like this, when Brother Qiu finally broke away from the crowd, Yan Hua and Yan Hongan were no longer in sight.

After watching a few rounds of pharmacists making potions, Yan Hua came up with the idea of ​​making her own potions. She bought a set of the simplest potion equipment and a small amount of medicinal materials, put them all into the space device, and then brought them with her.

Yan Hongan found a hotel to stay at.

In order to take care of Yan Hong'an more conveniently, Yan Hua booked a suite, placed Yan Hong'an on the bed, and her supernatural power was slowly injected into Yan Hong'an's body again.

After a long period of infusion and repair with supernatural powers, Yan Hongan's condition became much more stable and he slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing Yan Hua in front of him, Yan Hongan became excited instantly.

"Huahua, are you okay? Those people..."

"uncle."

Yan Hua sat on a chair to the side, looking at the grieving Yan Hong'an. The stinging feeling of suffocation once again swept through her heart, and she spoke in a gentle tone.

"I was inspired by the laser gun to activate my third ability. Fortunately, I didn't die, but my mother... was killed by those people."

The third ability is a special ability possessed by a very small number of people in the interstellar world. The conditions for its activation are unknown. The third ability is full of strange things, and its functions are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. This is also the way Yan Hua came up with to explain her own abilities.

"That damn thing Yu Jinyuan!"

Yan Hongan clenched his fists tightly and beat the bed violently, his expression filled with deep-seated hatred.

When he saw Yan Hua's worried face, Yan Hongan's expression suddenly turned gloomy.

My sister died, the Yan family was inexplicably ordered to be hunted down, and I became a waste again. Thinking of this, Yan Hongan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"It's good that you're alive, Huahua, but you shouldn't have saved me. I was seriously injured and my talents were disabled. I also have no ability to move. I'm already a useless person."

Seeing Yan Hongan so depressed, Yan Hua looked at Yan Hongan, clenched her fists and said.

"Uncle, Yu Jin has done everything right. How can we watch him step on the bones of the Yan family and become the head of his Yu family?"

"You have to cheer up. I will heal your injuries. We must avenge my mother and the Yan family!"