Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

With Mustafa's footsteps, the earth seemed to tremble. Although this guy was tall, with his exaggerated muscles and powerful fighting spirit, the guy's running speed was not slow at all. He caught up with several thieves in just a few steps.

Hey!

With a sudden loud roar, Mustafa suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed the back of a thief. With a slight force between his hands, the bodies of the two thieves suddenly turned into two kites and flew into the air.

After flying for a while, he could not control his body balance. The two thieves' heads thumped together, and suddenly... the two thieves rolled their eyes in mid-air. When they landed on the ground, they simply fell into a coma.

Hey! Hey, hey...

Mustafa's roars continued to sound, and thieves flew up like rags. After accurately contacting another thief in the air, they landed on the ground one by one.

One pair...two pairs...three pairs...

Thieves fell from the sky one after another, accurately landing in a circle with a diameter of two or three meters. No matter how far they were, they could always throw them here accurately.

Seeing the figures miraculously passing by and falling into the circle, I couldn't help but shook my head in surprise. If this guy went to the NBA, he wouldn't have the share of others. This accuracy is too high!

While thinking, Mustafa rushed back with a relaxed look on his face, and said to me with a chuckle, "Boss, these guys are all chubby, but they are just D-level little thieves. Only this leader is C-level, standard little thieves!"

Looking at Mustafa silently, you know, so far, my phantom beast is only at level three. If it is converted to humans, it is at level C, and even the strength of this thief leader is not as good as that.

Of course, strength is just strength. My illusion beast is not about strength, but about its superb combat skills. Although it seems that this thief leader is stronger, if you really fight, Baihu can easily kill him!

I looked at Mustafa with regret. Although Mustafa had fought today, I still didn't see anything. He was really relaxed. He just waved his hands and everything was over.

Mustafa's movements are very simple, very direct and straightforward. He seems to wave his hand casually, but he can always cleverly avoid the weapons he cut at him, grab the other person's wrist or clothes, throw them away, and everything is over.

Mustafa has no teacher, and the fighting spirit he practices is also passed down from family. As for the fighting skills, people on the prairie learn by themselves. By constantly fighting with monsters, they constantly master more combat instincts!

The people of the grassland are willing to compare themselves to lions. If a lion wants to be strong, the only way is to constantly fight, hone themselves in battle, and grow! This is how Mustafa's scars come from.

"Boss! How do you deal with these little thieves?" As I was thinking, Mustafa's voice rang in my ears.

Looking at the thief who looked like a dead face, I hesitated for a moment, and then said calmly: "Forget it, I wanted to kill them, but now I have changed my mind and let them go!"

Boss!

After hearing what I said, Mustafa couldn't help but blushed anxiously. Looking at Mustafa's expression, I knew... he had a deep hatred towards the thief. After all,... his relatives all died at the hands of the thief!

Why……

I sighed helplessly and continued, "Forget it, everything is up to you. Whatever you want to deal with is up to you. I will take a step first. After I handle everything, remember to catch up quickly!"

After saying that, I didn't wait for Mustafa and urged Xiaoqiang to speed up and rushed forward. Behind me, the thief leader cried and begged for mercy.

Although I feel very sympathetic to these thieves, I know that this is the kindness of women. Although they are pitiful when facing the strong, they are more fierce than anyone else when facing the unarmed civilians.

When I recalled the scene I saw on the grassland, my eyes became gloomy. Yes... these thieves deserve to die. Although not all thieves are so vicious, I don’t have time to verify it!

Not far away, Mustafa chased after him with a gloomy face. Although he didn't say anything, judging from his murderous aura, none of those guys could survive.

I didn't want the atmosphere to be so gloomy. After thinking for a while, I spoke, "Mustafa, let's talk about you to me. Since we are partners in the future, we should get to know each other."

kindness……

Nodding slightly, Mustafa said in a deep voice: "I was born in a herdsman family on the grassland. As far as I can remember, I have been learning to break the fighting spirit with my father. After growing up a little, the thieves on the grassland came. In a battle, my father died..."

Looking at Mustafa's sad expression, I couldn't help but sigh. No wonder he resented the thieves so much that he must kill them. Now I can finally understand. It turns out... his father was also dead at the hands of the thieves.

While thinking, Mustafa continued: "From the day my father died, I swear that I must become strong, avenge my father, and avenge the soldiers who died in the hands of thieves in the village, so... I began the most cruel practice!"

Speaking of this, a shiny light burst out from Mustafa's eyes, and he continued excitedly: "From that day, I began to fight with all kinds of grassland monsters that I could deal with with with my young heart and tender body. I can't remember how many times I almost died, but with my tenacious vitality and strong body, I survived!"

He clenched his fists suddenly and Mustafa said gloomyly: "Since I am alive, then my enemy will be in trouble. In order to fight against the grassland rhino, I have mastered the power of a cow, in order to deal with the grassland wolf, I have mastered extraordinary speed, in order to fight against the grassland overlord, the semi-bemon giant, I have mastered the muscles of steel like all over my body!"

As he spoke, Mustafa caressed the terrifying scar on his body like memory and said longingly: "Did you see this scar? This is to commemorate the deliberately left by the half-bemon giant."

As he spoke, Mustafa moved his hand downwards, pointing to another wound, and continued: "This wound, which I had let me lie down for a month before getting up. It was left by the grassland giant awning, and... this wound is..."

Mustafa narrated constantly, looking at Mustafa's proud expression, I didn't feel any contempt in my heart. Indeed... he did have a reason to be proud!

There are thousands of scars on Mustafa's body, and each scar has a touching story. These scars can actually be removed, but Mustafa chose to leave them behind because... every scar is a kind of monster he has overcome! It represents his growth!

From the story of Mustafa, I finally had a rough impression of him. Strictly speaking, Mustafa does not have a complete combat system. He just relies on his experience to fight the enemy in close combat. Once he is attached to his body, it is basically equivalent to being hooked by the sickle of the God of Death. The only way to deal with him is to never let him get close to him!

After years of battle, every part of Mustafa's body can be used perfectly, including shoulders, elbows, knees, heads, fists, feet, hips... almost all parts you can imagine.

Among the hundreds of grassland monsters that Mustafa defeated, almost all types of monsters are included. Any kind of monster needs to be dealt with with special methods, such as... you can't use your head to hit an iron rat on the grassland, that's too stupid.

After listening to the story of Mustafa, I want to know even more about what kind of scene will Mustafa fight with all his might. I really want to know...

In the next few months, Mustafa and I were wandering around the old nest of the Greedy Wolf Stealing. All the thieves we encountered were killed. For a moment, Mustafa and I actually made a name for being a huge name - the double-headed Yin Snake!
Chapter completed!