432: C432 It Was Unnecessary Trouble

C432 It Was Unnecessary Trouble

"Yo, old man, look at your age, you're quite agile." Behind him, a slightly smaller Mohican head walked from the other side to the car door. As he spoke, he reached out to open the car door.

Pen Holding Man moved at a speed that they could not see clearly. He pressed his finger on the car and lightly floated up. Then, he kicked at the door on the other side of the car.

That Mohigan's reaction was quick. He actually stopped his hand when he was in a hurry. He did not get kicked directly. However, when his finger was brushed by the strong wind, he still felt a burst of pain.

After Pen Holding Man kicked Mo Xigan back, he immediately stopped and turned around. He stood in the same place as before, as if he had never moved.

"Damn, old man, are you looking for death?"

Mo Xigan first took a step back, then he immediately became furious. He glared at Pen Holding Man and prepared to attack.

The blue pants and the red vest also took a step forward, ready to attack.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a vigorous roar suddenly came from the back, stopping the three people in front of them. Then, a pair of gray cloth shoes slowly walked out from the middle of the three people and stood in front of them.

In comparison, this person was the most inconspicuous, but his aura was the strongest.

"Old man, no matter what, it was you who hit our car. Should we be reasonable, or should we talk about fists?" Gray Cloth Shoes stared at Pen Holding Man's face and said in a deep voice.

"You can talk about it! You are willing to listen!" Pen Holding Man replied with a modest smile.

Oh, hahaha, very good, very good! " Gray Cloth Shoes said with a big smile, but his eyes were covered with a layer of frost. He glanced at the door behind Pen Holding Man and continued, "What, your friends are not coming down? Are you looking down on your brothers?"

Before Pen Holding Man could say anything, the car door behind him opened with a click. Mo Nan and Xueyue Heemei got out of the car.

He sat in the car and thought that the matter would be resolved very quickly. However, when he saw that the situation seemed to be worsening, Mo Nan could not sit still.

As soon as Mo Nan and Xueyue Heemei got out of the car, Mohigan, who was opposite the car, shouted at the top of his voice, "Aiyo, there is a beauty with a cold temperament. Brother, no wonder they did not come down. Isn't the person we are going to visit the most fond of this one? Why don't we give it to him as a gift?"

When Mohigan was halfway through his words, Xueyue Heemei's eyes were filled with killing intent. Yue Gui had already appeared in her hand and was ready to cut off Mohigan's throat.

Mo Nan noticed Xueyue Heemei's actions and immediately reached out to hold her hand that was holding Yue Gui, stopping her.

What a joke. They were currently on the main road of Wan City. If they killed someone here in public, they would probably be wanted by the entire country tomorrow.

On the other side, Red Shirt laughed and said, "Hahaha! That's right, Big Brother! An old man and a woman! And a weak chicken, It's all for nothing. "

A thoughtful look appeared on the grey cloth shoes' face. After a moment, he looked at Pen Holding Man and said, "Old man, you hit our car. Logically speaking, we should have asked you to spend a lot of money with us. However, we are good friends, so we won't let you lose money. Just let that woman come with us."

After Graycloth Shoes finished speaking, the three of them took a few steps forward and surrounded Mo Nan and the others.

"Does that mean you don't want to be reasonable? If you are reasonable, I am willing to give you some money to repair the car."

Pen Holding Man said with a smile.

What a joke. These four people were not driving a good car. It was just a run-down Santana.

Mo Nan and the others were driving a car. Even if it was slightly damaged, the repair money would be enough to buy a brand new Santana.

In such a situation, Mo Nan and the others could not afford to pay for it. It was a complete joke.

"If we say you can't afford it, then you can't afford it. I want you to pay a hundred million yuan. Do you have it?" Gray Cloth Shoes looked at Pen Holding Man and said fiercely.

Blue Pants sneered and said, "Hurry up, old man. Let that woman go with us. Don't break your old bones here for such a small matter."

Pen Holding Man had no words to say. He just slowly made up his mind to attack.

In fact, decades ago, Pen Holding Man had made a name for himself in Huaxia. At that time, he had killed anyone he disliked without hesitation.1

He had killed almost a hundred people in an instant. This was also the reason why Pen Holding Man was the number one killer.

It was the days of viewing the scenery and drinking tea on Mount Wuyi, and cultivating the mind and comprehending the technique that had worn away all of his hostility.

Otherwise, these few strong men would have long since moved their heads.

"Un, ahem, why don't you listen to me." Mo Nan opened his arms and walked up to them, stopping between the man and Pen Holding Man. Then he looked at the man and said, "Brother, how about this? Let's report our backgrounds and then fight. Is that okay?"

When he heard Mo Nan's words, Gray Cloth Shoes became alert. After all, this was what they usually said. It was usually the case. They had a lot of backing.

However, after thinking about it, he still coldly said, "Hmph, we don't need any backing. Just the few of us are enough to pick you up."

"But we have backers." Mo Nan helplessly said, "The key is that I am afraid of trouble. I will beat you guys up. " You guys have a backer, "Mo Nan said." You guys still have to fight. It's so troublesome. Just tell me your backers. I'm going to beat you guys up too. It's so easy. "You guys can also have less pain!"

"Little bastard, what are you being so arrogant for!? Big Brother, stop talking nonsense with him. Beat them up." Blue pants immediately took a step forward and said angrily.

That's right. We have that man to protect us. There's nothing to be afraid of in the entire Wan City. Just kill this bastard and send that woman to that man. We can suppress anything! " Red Shirt also stepped forward and said.

"That bastard, who is it? Can you tell me clearly?" Mo Nan was speechless when he heard that. He thought that people nowadays liked to keep people guessing. They would not shed tears until they saw the coffin.

At this moment, Mohigan had already pulled out a metal rod from nowhere and whipped it at Mo Nan's back.

"Damn it, screw them!" The two men in gray shoes also roared in anger. They were wearing red vests and blue pants as they strode forward.

"Sigh, what is this all about?" Mo Nan helplessly sighed and took a step back. He dodged the iron rod of Mohigan and blocked Xueyue Heemei's body behind him.

Outsiders might think that Mo Nan was protecting Xueyue Heemei and worried that she would be injured. In fact, Mo Nan was pressing Xueyue Heemei's hands hard, cutting off their heads with a knife that she could not control.

As for these men, Mo Nan handed them all to Pen Holding Man.

The four men surrounded them and covered the sun, casting a shadow on them.

Pen Holding Man opened his eyes and moved back and forth between the four men. Along with four miserable screams, the shadow had disappeared and the sunlight reappeared.

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