Versatile Mage: I can control you until you die

Chapter 137 Green Tea Allowed
"Hey, I thought you two weren't coming back." Mo Fan said sourly.

"I'm clumsy, that's why Lingling took the initiative to help me." Xu Fang said sincerely: "If you do something wrong, don't be angry."

Mo Fan: "...I'm not angry"

Xu Fang breathed a long sigh of relief and his eyes became more sincere: "As long as you are not angry, I really envy you for having such a good partner. You don't have to use your brain at all to do the task. Unlike me, I always have to do it by myself..."

Mo Fan was covered in goosebumps and scratched his arm uncomfortably: "Huang Mao, please don't talk like this!?"

"Ah? If you don't like what I say like this, then I won't say it like that in the future. I really don't mean any harm, I really do it for my own good..."

"Depend on!!!"

Mo Fan is going crazy.

Lingling, who was originally in a very depressed mood, couldn't help but laugh when Xu Fang made such a fuss.

Mo Fan was found by Old Man Bao. Someone posted a strange commission at Qingtian Hunting Station.

"I have been working in the hunting station for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen something strange like this." Old Man Bao took out a power of attorney and placed it in front of the three of them.

"Due to special reasons, I am personally involved in some situations... In short, please ask your Qingtian Hunting Station to send experienced hunters to protect a person's safety."

"Isn't this just an ordinary bodyguard commission?"

Mo Fan said strangely.

On the side, Xu Fang said that he was familiar with this job.

Due to his impressive mission completion rate, the Hunter Alliance did not push him any high-level missions at all, but only bodyguard jobs.

Those who post such tasks are usually young women whose husbands are away from home all year round and who feel insecure inside. The task notes are all kinds of strange.

For example, hunters are asked to disguise themselves as tutors, takeaways, or sewer repair workers, saying that they will not be easily detected by the outside world.

Of course, Xu Fang would not accept this kind of task.

Old Man Bao knocked on his pipe and motioned for the three of them to continue looking down.

"Young woman with a fever... ahem, no matter how special the client is, it's just... holy shit?" Mo Fan rubbed his eyes, thinking he had seen it wrong.

On the power of attorney, the name of the protected person is Mo Fan!

Even in order to prevent duplication of names, there is a line of notes on it, indicating that he is a new student in the summoning department of the Green Campus of Pearl Academy.

Mo Fan felt that his brain was running out, and he subconsciously looked at Lingling for help. As soon as he turned his head, he remembered Xu Fang's tea talk before, and his neck stopped.

"The client has already called us for the commission fee. The amount is quite large. It shouldn't be a prank." Old Man Bao sighed: "This is the attitude of asking for help. It's not like some people who just call people and send them over, thinking that Am I running a charity here?"

"Who is it?" Mo Fan asked curiously.

"You don't need to worry about this shameless Qiu Ba." Old Man Bao took a puff of his cigarette: "The question now is, how to handle your entrustment."

"I can take it myself and protect myself. As long as nothing happens, the money will be mine!" Mo Fan said quickly.

Huang Mao is kept by some rich woman and has endless resources. Mo Fan is a pauper!

"No, no, no, no!"

Old Man Bao denied Sanlian and said seriously: "Your death is a trivial matter. What will happen to the reputation of our Qingtian Hunting Center?"

Lingling also nodded in agreement: "That's right, with so much money spent, sending a mid-level first-level mage is too bad, so it's worth the money."

"Mo Fan has such a low life, what kind of vicious gangster can make the client willing to pay such a high price to ask Qingtian Hunting Agency to take action?" Xu Fang held his chin and analyzed.

Mo Fan felt so bad after hearing the whole story!
Are all three of you so good at talking? ?

But after what Xu Fang said, he really realized something: "Could it be that the Black Vatican wants my life for the Holy Earth Spring?"

"Earth Holy Spring?" Lingling was surprised: "How can you have such a top-notch treasure?" "It's a long story... It must be like this, otherwise there is no reason to only protect me and not Huang Mao." , he killed more Black Vatican priests than me!" Mo Fan said.

Old Man Bao raised his eyes.

Not protecting Xu Fang?
Guess why he can live in Qingtian Hunting Center?

"Da Sheng is coming back from the demon capital soon. I think it's better to let him be responsible for Mo Fan's safety." Old Man Bao said: "Bodyguard, Dasheng is a professional, you won't even notice his existence."

Mo Fan slowly shook his head: "I'm fine. I'm no longer the junior mage I used to be. If these people dare to come over, they have to see how many lives they have! The problem is that my father and Xinxia have no self-control." Guarantee ability..."

That guy Yu Ang is still alive.

If an unscrupulous bitch like the Black Church wanted to force him to hand over the Holy Spring, the simplest and most effective way would be to attack his family!

"I don't need protection. Let senior brother Dasheng protect my father, Mo Jiaxing. Lingling, help me keep an eye on my sister Ye Xinxia!"

"But the protector on the entrustment is you..." Lingling hesitated.

"If they die, it will be no different than my death!"

"You go ahead. I will stay in school during this period and pay attention to his safety." Xu Fang said.

"In this case, be careful. If you can't, just hide in the Qingtian Hunting House. No one dares to run wild on my old Bao's territory!" Old Man Bao said.

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Winter vacation goes by very quickly.

Under the pressure of the Black Church, Mo Fan also used his three-step tower quota, which was a special reward for killing the scale-skinned demon mother.

The most important thing in cultivating is persistence. Even New Year's Eve cannot be a holiday.

In the second semester of my freshman year, I arrived as promised.

The Qing Campus Colosseum was full of people, and the iron cage barrier in the center had disappeared. Dean Xiao stood in the center.

"I am very gratified, because I have seen many people grow from the freshman meeting to today."

"I remember not long ago that someone compared the assessment of the main campus to a devil that shrouds our entire youth campus. It looks down on you, spurs you on, and forces you to practice hard!"

"This metaphor is not wrong, it is not even enough! Because the reality is more cruel than it!"

On the light system seat, Zhao Manyan yawned.

"After fighting all night, do you feel like your body has been hollowed out?" Xu Fang said with a smile.

"Fuck, don't slander my innocence!" Zhao Manyan lowered his voice and said: "Thanks to the Scaleskin Demon Mother, the family has granted me a lot of resources. I have gained this through cultivation."

Looking at Dean Xiao who was giving a speech, Zhao Manyan continued: "I heard that this year's main campus assessment is a bit special, and the rewards are richer than usual. Do you want to form a team? Bring Mo Fan with you, I will defend Mo Fan's output and you will control it. It's okay. A perfect iron triangle!"

"No, I have other things to do." Xu Fang shook his head and refused.

Zhao Manyan was a little regretful, but he didn't force it.

After all, he is also the second son of the Zhao family, and he has his own pride. He has full confidence in passing the examination just by relying on himself!

Dean Xiao’s speech continues:

"The Green Campus is just a small hot pool, while the main campus is the rapids and waterfalls! From here, you will embark on a truly magical journey!"

"How much injustice you have suffered, how much injustice you have suffered, how much suffering you have suffered, just swallow it yourself, no one will sympathize with the weak!"

He was always gentle and kind, but suddenly changed his style, and his words were like knives carving into the students' hearts!
Xu Fang's arms trembled, and he took out his phone and looked at it. There were two messages he had just received.

"It's fast enough..."

(End of this chapter)