827: C827 Stop Pretending

C827 Stop Pretending

"What is it?"

The expression on his face didn't change at all, the moustache man asked curiously, "We only sell jewelry here, do you need it?"

After looking at the moustache man for three seconds, Lin Fann smiled and said, "Whether you want it or not depends on the quality."

After saying this, Lin Fann walked into the store.

Dammit, who is this kid?

Thinking of that silent call just now, the moustache man's face was full of gloominess.

The person who sent Bald Male and his men to mess things up was now here, and he even had his cell phone number.

Did this mean that Bald Male and the others had failed?

"Humph, I'd like to see what tricks you two have up your sleeves."

With a cold snort in his heart, he quickly followed.

"Boss, isn't your shop's jewelry too low?"

Seeing the moustache man that followed, Lin Fann pouted: "Is this all your Kong Family can do?"

"Who are you?"

Hearing Kong Family, the moustache man immediately understood, this young man knew that he was from the Kong Family.

"What is it? Kong Lingquan didn't tell you? "

Seeing moustache man's alert face, Lin Fann pressed his hand down, "Don't worry, I thought Kong Lingquan already told you."

"You know the Young Master?"

This time, Eight-shaped Mustache was even more surprised. This time, Haiyun City Young Master had only warned him, he had to be careful of a brat called Lin Fann.

As for the friends he had with Lin Fann, he didn't seem to have any, right?

Wait a minute, someone he knew might not be a friend, but an enemy.

Thinking about that, the moustache man's expression turned ugly: "You are Lin Fann?"

"Look, don't you want to wake up?"

The corner of his mouth curled up. Lin Fann smiled and said, "I knew it. Kong Lingquan was beaten up by me. How could he not warn you?"

"Lin Fann, don't spout nonsense, how could the young master be hit?"

The moustache man was so angry that he trembled. The moustache man scolded, "Who the hell do you think you are to have the nerve to get so hot?"

"It really is a family, your tone is the same as Kong Lingquan."

Shaking his head, Lin Fann sighed, "What a pity, Kong Lingquan was beaten to a pulp by me. Otherwise, if I could meet him now, I would have continued to beat him."

"You have a sharp tongue, Lin Fann. You only have the ability to hit the target."

He suddenly remembered that the young master had been hospitalized for a period of time.

Could it be that the Young Master was really beaten up by Lin Fann?

"Lin Fann, have you finished reading?"2

Thinking of this, moustache man coldly snorted and said, "Please leave after reading it. We don't welcome you here."

Regardless of what happened between Lin Fann and Young Master, in the current situation, Lin Fann could not stay here.

"Don't be in such a hurry. Aside from checking the quality of your jewelry, I have something I need to talk to you about."

At this point, Lin Fann's tone turned cold: "Why did you send someone over to cause trouble?"

"I don't understand what you're saying. Please leave immediately."

The moustache man pointed towards the door and cursed, "Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Stop pretending, the baldy said everything."

Seeing the security guards surrounding them, Lin Fann directly grabbed the moustache man's collar with one hand and lifted him up.

Before he could even react, the moustache man discovered that his entire body had been lifted into the air.

He felt a sharp pain in his neck, and a sense of suffocation welled up.

"You … You... "Let go …"

He weighed over a hundred and sixty catties, and was actually lifted up by one hand?

Is that possible? It's possible.

Having personally experienced the feeling of imminent death, Eight-shaped Mustache's guts were completely scared out of his wits.

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