Chapter 2148
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Mo Fan delivered a plate of sliced fruits to the room of the man with the tattooed face. Considering that the man also needed some salad, Mo Fan used his Telekinesis to grab a few maggots from the stable when he passed by. The maggots that fed on horse feces were mixed into the salad and smeared on the fresh fruits. It was a masterpiece.
"Very good. This is for you. Take it and spend it." The man with half of his face tattooed smiled when he saw that the waiter was so attentive and brought over a plate of cut fruits.
"Please enjoy." Mo Fan moved his finger and inserted a wisp of icy Dark Material into the member of the Guild of the Wicked's body.
Mofan had just turned around and walked out of the courtyard when he heard the man with the tattooed face's voice.
"Wait a minute," the man with the tattooed face called out to Mofan.
Mofan was startled. The man with the tattooed face did not seem to have a low cultivation. He had actually seen through the dark matter. It seemed that he had to take him down first. As for what they had done, he would slowly interrogate them.
"Your fruit plate is not bad. The salad dressing is not bad either. Give me a few more plates," the man with the tattooed face said with a smile.
"Oh, sure. No problem."
Mofan put away the flame that was about to ignite in his palm and replied with a smile.
When he turned around, Mofan could not help but curse in a low voice, "Damn it, idiot!"
…
At night, Mofan waited quietly for them to make their move. He had already grasped the man with the tattooed face's whereabouts.
"Mofan, are these guys really from the Guild of the Wicked?" Zhao Manyan asked suspiciously.
"We'll know once we check. They should be making their move tonight. These bastards have dared to mess with us. Why don't we uproot them while we're at it? "Mofan said.
Mofan had not forgotten the cruel things the Guild of the Wicked had done in China. They had used children's hearts to replace the hearts of the Tyrant Titans. No one knew how many people had died at their hands, but they must have killed more people than they knew. Mofan would not feel comfortable if he did not get rid of these scum!
"We don't know anything about them. If they are just a bunch of small fries from the Guild of the Wicked, we should just make an anonymous call and report them," Mubai said.
"They are here to collect the organs of the Tyrant Titans. They don't look like small fries," Mofan said.
Mo Fan had always been interested in them, as they were constantly emitting a strange aura that he had to pay attention to. It was the ability of the Dark Vein, a sixth sense that Mo Fan had been given to him.
Sure enough, they were not ordinary Black Hunters and Black Merchants. They were members of the Guild of the Wicked, which was notorious in all continents.
"Harper is pretty impressive, too. He even recruited a bunch of criminals to his place," Zhao Manting murmured.
"By the way, where's Harper?" Mofan asked.
"He's been out for a while now. He's dressed up nicely. He must have gone to meet some unsatisfied woman. I don't know what's wrong with him. He was very unhappy when he saw us coming back to stay here. He even scolded me. If I wasn't too lazy to argue with him, he would have gone for a rendezvous today! "Zhao Manyan said.
"Yeah, I guess he wants to chase us away because we haven't paid him for staying here for so long," Mubai said.
"Alright, that greedy pervert," Mofan said helplessly.
…
Mofan stayed in the hotel the whole night. He thought the tattooed man would do something tonight, but strangely enough, the tattooed man was still in his room.
Mofan was confused. Was the man with the black headscarf the only one on the mission?
That would be bad. The dark material did not spread to the man in the black headscarf in time.
…
The man with the black headscarf and the other two golden-haired men returned to the hotel late at night. They did not stay in the lobby. They went straight to their boss's room.
"Boss, I saw the three of them coming back when I came in," the man with the black headscarf said.
"I know. Didn't I keep an eye on them?"
"Are we going to take care of them together?"
"The military and Parthenon are nearby. They are very sensitive to everything. I'll take care of them after I erase all traces of us. Mm, it'll be done soon, "the tattooed man said.
"We did a good job too. Hehe, I was walking alone in a dark alley and ran into a robber from the Shenwu branch …" the man with the black headscarf said.
…
Mofan did not eavesdrop on them. The tattooed man was very alert around the room. He had set up a barrier around the room to prevent their voices from spreading. Mofan was not sure how strong the man was, so he did not dare to go near the barrier.
"I didn't expect their men to be on the mission. It's such a pity that we didn't catch up with them," Mofan said.
When they were in the woods, the tattooed man had come back alone, while his three underlings had gone out. Mo Fan did not have the time to apply the Mark of Darkness to them, so he had no idea where they had gone.
"We're waiting for the big fish. Let's not alert them for now," Mubai said.
"Knock!"
"Knock!"
While the three of them were talking, they suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"HAHA, I thought Harper would be able to fight until dawn. I didn't expect him to come back so soon. (Sigh), what's the point of trying so many women? You can't even satisfy a few of them!" Zhao Manyan rose to his feet and went to the front yard to open the door for Harper.
Zhao Manyan was stunned when he opened the door. A strong smell immediately assaulted his nose!
The man was covered in blood, from his chest to his pants. Even his hands were covered in blood. If Zhao Manyan did not recognize the man as Harper, he would have killed him with a Light Spell!
Mofan and Mubai immediately went out of the room when they smelled the blood.
"Mubai, come and save him!" Zhao Manyan helped Harper, who was covered in blood, into the room. However, Harper, who was clearly on the verge of death, somehow managed to muster the strength to hold on to the door and not come in.
"Run … run … quick!" Harper grabbed the corner of Zhao Manyan's shirt and stared at him with bloodshot eyes.
"You're about to die!" Zhao Manyan was lost for words. He was not a Healer!
Harper was in serious condition. The part of his body that he was covering kept bleeding. Mubai was already trying to save him, but he was not a Healer, either. His healing spells were not very effective against a man who was rapidly dying.
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