517: C517 Safety

C517 Safety

Mo Nan wasn't swayed by the two girls' words. After a while, he muttered something in a low voice.

"What do you know, little girl? He just knows that I don't have money in my pocket. Your sister will definitely pay for me when the time comes. That's why she did it on purpose..."

The two girls were completely helpless.

They immediately rolled their eyes in unison. They did not want to bother with this rooster like fellow beside them anymore.

Su Yujie rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Do you want some face? Who are you to my sister? Why does my sister want to spend money on you?"

Just as Mo Nan interrupted him, there was a commotion in the shop.

The three of them leaned forward and guessed that Master Camelot had arrived. From the discussion just now, they could faintly hear the pronunciation of an Italian word.

"Please make way..."

The old man said helplessly.

Inside the shop, Mo Nan, who was resting on the sofa, quickly realized something was wrong. He felt like he heard some quarreling. He immediately greeted the two sisters beside him.

"They are here to make clothes for me after all. I will go out and greet them."

"Yes."

The two women nodded one after another.

Although they had been praising the old man intensely, they didn't feel anything when the old man was nearby. They just felt that the old man was more famous than they had imagined. The customers in the shop all knew him.

At this moment, Mo Nan was already outside the resting room.

He just came out. He saw, close to the door, a middle-aged couple standing in front of an old man with a respectful, fawning smile on their faces, holding the old man's arm with both hands, restricting his movements.

On the side, the manager who had just served him and the Su family ladies was sweating profusely. His makeup was almost worn out, and he was still trying to persuade the couple.

"The two of you, the master just came from home. Can you let the master rest in the shop first..."

"What do you mean!"

The middle-aged woman who was pulling the old man suddenly turned around and started cursing.

"Are you looking down on me? "Let me tell you, I have plenty of money. I asked your shop to ask a master to sew a set of clothes for me. Now that the master is here, I'm telling you, I have to get rid of this set of clothes today."

The man who was also holding the old man by his side pushed up his glasses and smiled in a refined manner.

"Manager, we didn't mean to make things difficult for you. We really admire the master's skills. How about this, double the price and help my wife make a set of clothes?"

"Here..."

Hearing what the man said, the manager became even more troubled.

She was just about to turn around and tell Mo Nan if she could change into a master to sew clothes for him. After all, in her opinion, the other party was the young master's friend and would not deliberately make things difficult for her.

Who knew that just as he turned his head, he met Mo Nan who was walking towards him.

old rascal first grabbed her shoulder and pulled her behind him. After that, he coldly stared at the couple who were holding the master's hand and said in a cold voice,

"I'll give you ten seconds to take your dirty hands back."

The middle-aged couple did not expect that someone they did not know would suddenly appear to support the manager. They were not employees of the shop. They immediately felt guilty. After all, those who could come here to shop were not ordinary people.

However, when they noticed the wrong letter on Mo Nan's leg, their expressions changed.

The woman continued to curse fiercely.

"Where did this little bastard come from? Do you know who I am? Daring to talk to me like this..."

The man, on the other hand, was as if he did not want to talk to Mo Nan. He pushed his glasses up and went around Mo Nan to look at the manager behind him.

"Manager, I have shown my sincerity. If you continue to refuse, you won't give me any face."

"In addition." He suddenly looked back at Mo Nan and said, "As the manager of the shop, isn't it inappropriate to ask your boyfriend to stand out at this time?"

"He is not my boyfriend." The manager was almost driven mad by anxiety. She knew that Mo Nan was helping her, and even had a good impression of Mo Nan because of his actions just now.

But just as the middle-aged man said, she was the manager of the shop. If something like this happened, she should have been the one to deal with it.

"Mr. Mo."

She then whispered to Mo Nan.

"Three, four, I'm counting. Don't talk!"

Mo Nan turned back and looked at her seriously.

The manager didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The couple in front of him was unreasonable. She didn't understand why Mo Nan kept counting. Moreover, she was completely blocked behind her back. She didn't take the initiative to stand out.

"Why do I feel so safe all the time?"

She suddenly looked at the back of the man in front of her. Her small face was slightly red as she whispered.

At this moment, Mo Nan counted to ten.

The woman's scolding suddenly stopped. The manager looked out of Mo Nan's back for an unknown reason. Only then did he realize that her neck was tightly clamped by a pair of big hands. It was as if she could no longer breathe. Even her feet were gradually lifted off the ground.

"I don't want to do anything to a woman, but you are obviously not a woman."

He looked like a demon in the region who had a ferocious smile on his face.

"Ugh..."

The middle-aged woman could not speak at all. She could only flap her legs in the air and grab Mo Nan's body with both hands.

However, Mo Nan remained unmoved, as if he had made up his mind to send her to the Yama King on the spot.

The man beside her did not immediately react to Mo Nan's actions. When he regained his senses, he angrily pushed his glasses and cursed.

"Little bastard, let go of my hand. Do you believe that I will report right now..."

"Get lost!"

Before he could finish, Mo Nan had already kicked him in the abdomen. The huge force made him cover his stomach and half-kneel on the ground, retching non-stop.

The two eyeballs behind his eyes bulged out as if they were about to pop out of his eyes.

Mo Nan did not stop there. He punched the man's glasses and sent him flying a few meters away. His face was covered in blood and he could no longer be seen.

"I hate people who pretend to be cultured. The traditional virtue of respecting the old and loving the young for thousands of years has been lost in front of outsiders."

Mo Nan looked at the man who did not know whether he was dead or alive not far away with hatred. He then let go of the hand that was holding the woman. In the end, he couldn't be too cruel to a woman.2

"Get lost. Don't let me see you again in Wan City."

Mo Nan said.

The woman's expression changed. She looked at her man who was not far away. She seemed to have found Mo Nan's weakness and continued to shout.

"Little bastard, just you wait. I won't..."

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