...

According to what the short man said, Mo Fan found the street claimed to have been occupied by the people of Bocheng.

The street is not long, there is a crossroad between two main roads, which sells magical items.

Mo Fan is in a famous magic school, most of whom are intermediate magicians, and he is of great status in society. But in fact, there are countless mages and people struggling at the bottom of magic in the entire society. They do some small businesses related to magic, selling magic tools and materials, reselling magic stones, and purchasing certain available parts of the demon...

This is the case with Huili Street. The ones sold are very fragmented magic items, and the prices are generally between 500 and 10,000 yuan. Because many second-hand magic tools are difficult to estimate the value of materials. Streets like this kind of magic products are like antiques and magic nine yuan shops. Many cash-strapped mages will come here to Taobao and occasionally get good things. For them, one more magic tool is a leap of strength!

Mo Fan actually didn't expect to see everyone. After all, he may not know all the people in Bocheng. He came here to see how they were...

After walking through several stores in a row, Mo Fan found that the clerk was mostly from Bocheng, and the southern accent was too heavy. They seemed to be living a pretty good life, smiling one by one, without the haze of disaster.

"I'll go, what kind of goods are bought here? They are all a bunch of garbage. I spent 100,000 yuan. Money is not money!!" A slightly hoarse voice echoed in the store, and the sound was really not very nice.

However, Mo Fan heard it well. He glanced at me and found that the boss was a black-faced man with small eyes and a collapsed nose. Although his face had changed a little, it still had no changes from his appearance in high school.

"Zhao Luzi!" Mo Fan greeted the man with a smile.

Zhao Kunsan was full of anger because his subordinates had a bunch of garbage goods. He was worried about how to sell them to get back the 100,000 yuan. As a result, he heard someone calling him nickname, and he became furious!

Zhao Kunsan was following Mu Bai, but Mu Bai treated him as half a brother, not a bad guy. These blind people called him like this all day long.

"I'm looking for death, I'm looking for death. Believe it or not, I'll kill you with a magic. Let me tell you, I'm a mage, a third-level initial mage!" Zhao Kunsan cursed at Mo Fan who came into the store...

But as he cursed, Zhao Kunsan's voice became smaller and smaller, and he looked at Mo Fan as if he had seen a ghost.

"The ****, it's you." Zhao Kunsan stared at his little eyes, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Mo Fan!!

How could it be Mo Fan? Zhao Kunsan has never seen this person since the disaster in Bocheng. It is said that he has become famous and has been doing well in Mingzhu Academy.

Zhao Kunsan didn't pay much attention to Mo Fan because he did look down on others before.

But Zhao Kunsan knew that Mu Bai had been paying attention. Whenever he learned about Mo Fan, Mu Bai would be so angry that he would go into seclusion and practice hard, and eventually he wanted to surpass Mo Fan and avenge his previous shame.

"It's me, long time no see." Mo Fan's smile was extremely bright, but there was already a lightning arc on his palm and then thunder and lightning were moving again. This guy wanted to spit out another dirty word that made him unhappy. Mo Fan didn't mind teaching him to be a human being like he used to in high school!

"Boss, do you want me to ask someone to blow this guy out? Don't look at whose territory it is?" The guy immediately looked eager to protect his boss when he saw the boss' reaction.

"Genggu, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Kunsan shouted impatiently.

Just kidding, all the mages on this street called over here probably were Mo Fan's opponents. Zhao Kunsan was not stupid, so how could he not know Mo Fan's current cultivation level?

"Little life is good." Mo Fan put away the power of lightning, walked to Zhao Kunsan and patted him on the shoulder.

Zhao Kunsan smiled ugly and reluctantly responded.

...

Zhao Kunsan was indeed a terrible person, and immediately reported Mo Fan's kick-off to Mu Bai.

Mu Bai came so quickly. Mo Fan sat in the store and hadn't had a few sips of tea, the guy walked in expressionlessly.

"Leng tea man, long time no see." Mo Fan looked at Mu Bai.

Mu Bai is still dressed up properly, has a careful hairstyle, and does not know whether it is true or not. In short, he looks like a child of a rich family.

However, Mo Fan noticed that this guy had less pride and conceit in his past, and more calm and steady. I think the incident of coming to Bocheng also had a bad impact on him.

I heard from the short man that this street was bought by Mu Bai, it seems that Mu Bai has a very strong business ability, and the shops on this street are not cheap.

Judging from the current situation, Mu Bai should still be concentrating on practicing. The shop is handled by Zhao Kunsan, the other migrants from Bocheng, most of the people who have migrated here to do things for him. It is rare that this guy did a good thing, so that the residents of Bocheng do not have to rely on others outside.

Originally, Mu Bai was not moved when he walked in, but when he heard Mo Fan's words "green tea man", his face suddenly became gloomy and he cursed Mo Fan a lot in his heart.

Liu Ru sat aside and stared at the two people, always feeling that Mo Fan had a very strange relationship with these two old classmates.

"Since I'm here, I'll call Zhou Min to come here tonight, and everyone will gather together." Mu Bai is a well-known person after all, and he is too lazy to turn against a lunatic like Mo Fan.

"Zhou Min is also an ancient capital?" Mo Fan said in surprise.

Not to mention, this girl Zhou Min hasn't been in contact for a long time. The Bocheng disaster has caused too many relationships to be cut off. Mo Fan doesn't know where they went, and there is no contact information for them.

"She is in the ancient capital and is an alumni with me. The nomination dispute has made her retreat and practice for a long time, and I haven't seen her for a long time." Mu Bai took a sip of tea and said.

"oh?"

"Of course, there is basically no hope for her to win the nomination."

Mo Fan nodded. The nomination dispute was not that easy. Zhou Min's family was just like that. It was too difficult to squeeze into the top ten in the ancient capital by simply working hard.

"Also, Fatty Wang is here too, let's call us together." Zhao Kunsan thought of something and said hurriedly.

"good."

Everyone has come from the disaster in Bocheng, and they have been born and died together. The small grudges in the school in the past are actually nothing. It can be seen that Mu Bai is not very convinced.

"I booked a place. They both heard that you have come to the ancient capital and agreed to come and gather." Mu Bai put down his phone and said to Mo Fan.

"Lu...Mu Bai, are you doing things for the Mu family or yourself?" Mo Fan looked around some of these stores. In fact, the store on this street is of great value.

"Myself. Mu family... Humph, treat us as beggars." Mu Bai snorted coldly, obviously very resentful towards the Mu family.

"What?" Mo Fan raised his eyebrows and immediately became interested in listening.

"It's useless to tell you this. In short, the Big Mu family didn't take our small branch seriously at all. Even Uncle Mu Zhuoyun was not very satisfied. The only thing they were interested in was Mu Ningxue, because of Mu Ningxue's natural talent..." Mu Bai said.

"Her natural talent is indeed very strong." Mo Fan nodded.
Chapter completed!