In the picture, the light man, many times smaller than Mars, accumulated strength to punch his right fist. Because he could only see the picture, everyone could not hear the sound.

The heads of various countries are looking at this. People who know this matter are hanging in their hearts, not knowing what the result will be.

Failure or success?

After all, the light man's fist hit Mars. With it as the center point, according to the data, a large pit with a radius of at least 50,000 meters was directly smashed out, and sand and stone, like shock waves, covered the entire Mars. This was the second strong impact Mars had suffered.

"Stop!" A voice came from somewhere: "No, it's moving, going back, Mars is back!"

Flashes of cheers sounded from the earth, but Mo Fan couldn't hear it. The punch he just now mobilized everything he could, that is, it was his most peak explosive combat power.

With one punch, the power given to him by Mo Xiaotian also disappeared. His body, which was more than 2,000 meters tall, suddenly shrank to more than 500 meters, and then turned into a purple phantom of more than 20 meters tall.

"The matter is done, will we go back?" Mo Xiaotian asked.

Mo Fan shook his head: "No hurry, I still haven't done anything."

Mo Xiaotian looked at him in confusion. His figure was invisible and only Mo Fan could see it, so he was not worried that he could find himself on the other side of the earth.

I saw Mo Fan exerting the Qi-Resistance Technique on Mars, gathering the sand and soil that had just been triggered by boxing together, forming several obvious big characters in the air.

"Minister! That person seems to be conveying some message!" an employee operating the astronomical lens said to the minister.

"enlarge!"

"yes!"

This scene was released in various countries, and the picture was put to the maximum, and only a few Chinese characters were formed by sand and stone.

"I, Mo Qianqiu, are the great hero of savior!"

Qian Yuxi and others also saw this line of words and couldn't help but feel speechless from a special perspective provided by He Shanshan.

I really want to show off all the time!

As he was complaining, he found that Mo Fan had been taken back to the plane seat by Mo Xiaotian. Mo Xiaotian greeted the two of them and hurried back to watch the Marvel movie. He had obtained the genuine resources through special means, and is now rushing back to see it!

"Why do you like to show off so much?" Qian Yuxi complained.

Mo Fan had already returned to his normal long shawl hair at this time. He smiled and replied: "Can't I announce my name when I do anything? I don't think I'm **!"

Qian Yuxi: “…”

He really has no awareness of being a hero. Normally, don’t heroes care about fame and fortune? Mo Fan is good, he likes to show off so much.

Qian Yuxi complained in her heart, but smiled at her lips. Such a Mofan is the best. She doesn't want an old man who doesn't seek fame and fortune and always keeps his eloquence as her husband!

SZ is not far from Hong Kong, it is just a short distance. In less than a few minutes, the three of them got off the plane and left the airport.

"Brother, hurry up and change your appearance!" Xiaoqi said.

Mo Fan was speechless, but he still obeyed the other party's words and changed his image back to the original version of himself.

"Where are we going next?" Mo Fan and Qian Yuxi looked at Xiao Qi who was looking through their phones. This time they came with Xiao Qi, so naturally she would be led by her.

"Well..." Xiao Qi scratched the screen of his mobile phone and said, "Causeway Bay, Kowloon Ice Room."

Mofan: "..."

Seriously? These two names are so familiar!

I got into a taxi, but fortunately Mofan could speak Cantonese, which avoided the driver who was about to slaughter the passengers.

When we arrived at the destination, Mo Fan and others got off the bus. Sure enough, the so-called Kowloon Ice Room is a small restaurant. Today is work day, so there are few tourists and office workers also have to go to work. The business in the hotel is quite dull and there are not many people.

The three walked in, Xiaoqi glanced at the hotel, and then focused his eyes on a man in his thirties who was slightly fat in business outfit with black-framed glasses.

The other party did not notice them, but kept wiping the sweat on his forehead with toilet paper.

Xiaoqi took Mo Fan and the other two to the opposite side of the man and sat down.

When the man saw them, he recognized the girl who contacted him. He stretched out his hand and began to introduce everything about him: "Thunder Monkey,..."

Xiaoqi, Qian Yuxi: "..."

They both know how to speak Cantonese, which is a very embarrassing thing, so I just understand the first sentence Hello.

Mo Fan understood very clearly at that time. He translated it into Mandarin and said to the second girl: "This man is named Chen Guolu. He is a very ordinary white-collar worker who works from 9 to 9. Recently, his wife is pregnant, so he rented a relatively larger house to live in."

The two girls also learned about what happened later. The white-collar workers' family heard the quarrels from the upper floors. However, due to local rules, unless it was a large amount, the rent would not be cancelled. In order to save money, the white-collar workers' family did not choose to move, but instead asked the Taoist priest to come and help."

After introducing these sentences, Mo Fan directly asked He Shanshan to help turn on the voice conversion. What he heard here was Mandarin, while what he heard there was Cantonese.

"We won't talk nonsense anymore, just leave." Xiaoqi said.

Zheng Guolu nodded repeatedly and thanked him while leading the way. Xiaoqi talked to him to understand the situation, while Mo Fan walked behind Qian Yuxi and whispered.

"Really, since we met in the hotel, we wouldn't invite us to dinner, right?" Mo Fan complained, a little unhappy. Although he had been staying in SZ for several years, he had never been to Hong Kong once. At this time, he was full of curiosity and expectations. This is great, the employer didn't even invite a meal.

"Oh, be considerate." Qian Yuxi smiled and comforted: "If you make such a thing in your house, will you still feel at ease to think about things with normal thinking?"

Mo Fan shrugged and did not refute anything.

"Hey!" Qian Yuxi pulled Mo Fan's clothes, pointed to the store beside him, and said, "There are so much food here! Let's go buy some to eat!"

Mofan: "..."

Perhaps Qian Yuxi was a little moved, and the two people walking in front turned around and looked over.

Zheng Guolu looked at Mo Fan and the others with a little dissatisfaction, thinking, why did these two followers look like they were traveling? They were not at all formal. Could this group be a liar? They just cheated on food and drink!

While being cautious about them, Zheng Guolu forgot that he didn't even have a sip of water to treat the other party, so how could he get the word "trap"?
Chapter completed!