Just now, Zhuo Fan made a punch, and an inspiration flashed inadvertently. He made a simple application of [Mindulous Power Control Object], and his mind power applied to his long sleeves. Unexpectedly, the effect was surprisingly good.

Guo Sisi was a little discouraged and began to mutter after a while: "Second brother, do you know of an organization called 'Red Spider'?"

"The mass extinction seemed very famous before, but I didn't hear it anymore. Why are you..." Zhuo Fan looked at Guo Sisi while controlling his legs to accelerate.

When he was distracted, his mindfulness to control his legs suddenly became a little out of control.

"Swoosh!"

Zhuo Fan directly surpassed Guo Sisi's position and rushed straight into the green poplar trees on the street ahead.

Guo Sisi was startled at first, and then shouted: "Second brother, be careful in front of you!"

They were already close to the poplar tree, only a few steps away, and Zhuo Fan accelerated very suddenly. In the blink of an eye, Zhuo Fan had already had an intimate contact with the poplar tree trunk.

"Ouch!"

While hitting the tree trunk, Zhuo Fan instinctively chose to open his arms and hug the tree trunk. Even so, Zhuo Fan still bumped into it very hard. A moment of dizziness made him almost fall back and fall again.

The street here is closer to the commercial area and there are many people. There is a beautiful woman with a temperament on the side of the road who is enjoying the street view. After seeing Zhuo Fan hitting a tree, she immediately covered her mouth and laughed. When she saw Zhuo Fan rushing forward, she was shocked and thought she was coming for her, but who knew that the result was so unexpected.

A little embarrassed, Guo Sisi had a sudden inspiration and said, "Second brother, I just lost the bet, I didn't ask you to really hit the tree."

After he said this, passers-by really lost interest in watching.

Zhuo Fan let go of the poplar tree, and stood there without saying a word.

"Second brother?" Guo Sisi tentatively patted Zhuo Fan's shoulder. But there was no response. He pointed to his face again and asked word by word. "Second brother, do you still recognize who I am?"

"Bang!"

A punch flew over, Guo Sisi couldn't dodge and punched his butt, and he felt a little painful: "Oh, it hurts so much, second brother, why are you punching faster and faster now?"

"Do you think I'm really stupid?" Zhuo Fan glared at his eyes and shook his fists again. "Let's go quickly. If it's too late, the person who provides clues may leave."

Without even looking at Guo Sisi, Zhuo Fan rushed directly to the Kuangdao Bar in the commercial area. Cooperating with his newly realized mind power to control objects, Zhuo Fan's figure flew out like a shell and quickly merged into the dark night like a deep pool.

"Second brother, please wait! Wait for me..." Guo Sisi also chased after him. He was a second-level warrior, and his speed was originally much higher than Zhuo Fan, but now he couldn't catch up with him at all speed.

"Second brother, don't run away, just run away again..."

But Zhuo Fan didn't care because he didn't hear it at all.

He is experiencing the combination of mind power control and running, which has brought him an unprecedented sense of speed. He is like a child who has just learned to run. Although he is still stumbling, he discovers a running world.

Exploring this unknown world, novelty and pleasure made him feel a little proud.

As a result, Zhuo Fan and Guo Sisi ran past and had to turn back and reach deep boiling. This trip took at least half an hour.

When the wooden door of the deep bar was pushed open, a dazzling neon light flashed at an extremely fast rhythm, followed by a bombardment of music that was almost visible to the naked eye. Many figures kept twisting their bodies in this world of light and sound.

These people seemed to enjoy it very much, but Zhuo Fan felt that the music wanted to push him out again. The roar of the music continued to roar, and Zhuo Fan felt his eardrum beating.

Guo Sisi was familiar with this place, so he pushed Zhuo Fan to a table in the lounge area, where there were many messy wine bottles on it.

A waiter came up, just in the middle of music, and he said to Guo Sisi: "Two gentlemen, the previous guests asked me to give you this note."

I opened the half-fold note and only wrote one sentence on the front.

"You're late."

Zhuo Fan speculated from the twisted but beautiful handwriting that it should have been written by a woman.

Guo Sisi shrugged at Zhuo Fan: "It seems that he will return without success today."

"Do you two want to order some wine?" The waiter had no intention of leaving, "or now settle the previous guest's account?"

He turned the note to the back and showed it to the two of them.

"I'll give you a treat!" Several more crooked handwriting on the back of the note looked like a twisted and tangled spider web, with a bit of a horrifying smell.

"Second brother, come on, maybe that witch is still nearby."

Without waiting for Zhuo Fan to answer, Guo Sisi, the guy, had already entered the dancing crowd and disappeared. Guo Sisi had introduced to Zhuo Fan before that the witch was the contact person who provided Mickey's information.

"Guo Zi, you... are so unrighteous! Don't let me see you again in the future!" Zhuo Fan cursed, and he wanted to escape. The waiter was tall and strong, and his strong body flashed and blocked him: "The minimum consumption in our store is 50 yuan alliance coins. The previous customer had already spent 46 yuan. What do you think you want to order?" He took out the ticket and slapped it on the table, his tone had become cold.

Under the waiter's eyes, the strong men outside the bar didn't look over.

Zhuo Fan's face was not good-looking. Not to mention 50, he didn't even have 5 yuan on him now. He didn't expect that this bar would have a compulsory minimum consumption. Fortunately, this minimum consumption would be, otherwise he would be ugly if he asked to pay immediately.

"Her consumption is not 50, your consumption is cheap enough." Zhuo Fan touched his nose.

"Wait a minute, I... have a stomachache, go to the bathroom first." He looked very calm. The waiter hesitated for a moment and still informed the location of the bathroom. Zhuo Fan walked over swaggeringly.

Even with his back to the waiter, Zhuo Fan felt that he had been shot through several gazes. In particular, he saw a big man following him in his eyes.

After entering the bathroom alone, a smell of unpleasant alcohol immediately rushed towards him.

But the bathroom was very clean, not like someone had just vomited.

After glanced at him, Zhuo Fan was sure that there was no one else in the empty bathroom. But where did the alcohol come from?

There was also a hint of scent of the wine.

The bathroom was much quieter than outside, and Zhuo Fan heard a subtle sound of friction.

"Is it a mouse?"

The cabinet door under the sink shook slightly, and Zhuo Fan's eyelids shook.

"Is it an illusion? Or maybe it made me fall into a supernatural incident?" Zhuo Fan tidied himself up while walking over.

"Dangdangdang!"

Outside the bathroom, the knock on the door and the big man sounded almost at the same time: "Isn't it okay yet?"

This is the big man who is waiting a little impatiently, and it seems that he may rush in at any time.

"I just squatted down. By the way, do you have paper?" Zhuo Fan had already touched the door of the cabinet, and indeed a slight shaking came from the cabinet, as if some living thing was squirming inside.

"Wait, I'll ask someone to get you paper." The big man outside snorted, a little dissatisfied. "It's really troublesome."

It was confirmed that Zhuo Fan was still inside, and the big man did not come in either.

Zhuo Fan stared at the toilet door for three seconds, then sent out a wave of mental power and sent it into the closet door.

This is not perception of mind power. If the perception of mind power, even the movements within a few meters of the surrounding area can be easily detected. This is just a simple use of mental power, just like using an arm formed by mind power to touch it. Not only can one perceptually be able to detect the distance, but the advantage is that this perception will not make a sound.

Zhuo Fan was a little worried. If he opened the door directly, he would touch some mechanisms.

The hands of great mind power can ignore the obstacles of objects, but cannot ignore the obstacles such as the human body.

After passing through the cabinet door and through the bag that bound black objects, Zhuo Fan first touched a round thing, and then touched it down. This time he touched two round things. This thing was very large and had a strong mind and a little uncontrollable feeling. It was also very soft and had a very good feel.

Out of interest and curiosity, Zhuo Fan tried several more times, after all, the perception of the mental power arm was very vague.

The struggle in the cabinet became even more intense.

After thinking for a while, I realized that, oh!! It turned out to be a woman.

"This is a men's bathroom, how could there be a woman?"

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Zhuo Fan immediately gave up exploring and turned around and entered a toilet compartment.

The next moment, a big man, who was big and thick, pushed the door open and held a dozen tissues in his hand. He didn't care about the strong smell of alcohol. Zhuo Fan knocked on the door of the compartment and signaled him to be here.

"Don't come over, it's very smelly!" Zhuo Fan lowered his voice. "You'll just hand over the paper from below. Don't come over."

"Open the door quickly." The man was about to turn his head, as if he had to see Zhuo Fan.

The door opened silently, and the big man stretched over. He didn't expect that Zhuo Fan was standing on the toilet. In this way, Zhuo Fan was even nobler than the big man.

A hand knife fell extremely quickly. The force of this knife was different from fighting with Guo Sisi. This knife was ruthless and tried to defeat the enemy with one move. The man was unprepared and was hit by a knife in the neck. His body slid and he sat down.

Zhuo Fan also realized that this man was at the level of a second-level warrior. With his sword just now, he believed that the third-level warrior could easily resolve it. If the second-level warrior was well prepared, he could dodge it, but how could Zhuo Fan give him a chance to prepare?

The knife was fierce and hit the softest position in the man's neck and shoulder blades. After hitting him hard, the man still did not faint. Although he was not fainted, he was stunned and could not speak.

Zhuo Fan had never learned fighting specifically, so he cursed: "The things on TV are indeed lying!"

As he said that, he gave the man a few more palms to the back of his head. Only then did the man completely know the human situation. Zhuo Fan didn't know that the impact of hitting the back of his head would have, so he was a coincidence.
Chapter completed!