Chapter 167 Planning and Punishing the Rare New House (1)
Mo Yan walked out and saw a group of people pushing and shoving towards each other. There were n, won, old people and children. The loudest one was a middle-aged man in his thirties. Behind them, there were a group of people. The villagers watching the fun.
The group of people looked a little evasive when they saw Mo Yan, not daring to look at her.
The middle-aged man suddenly shook off the person who was pulling him, rushed towards Mo Yan Bianqian with his fists clenched, and shouted with a ferocious face: "Your dad, tell your dad to get out of here."
Mo Yan's face suddenly turned cold, and he ignored him and looked at the group of people behind him, his expression softened, "Fellow folks, my father is not here now. If you have anything, just tell !"
People respect for a foot, and I respect people for one foot. For the middle -aged man who has a stain, she has no perfunctory thoughts.
That group of people looked at and I looked at you, and they all shrank back, and no one was willing to stand up and speak.
Mo Yan frowned. These people ca here clearly for sothing, and now they look like this. What on earth is going on?
Seeing that Mo dared to ignore him, the middle-aged man suddenly beca angry and said, "Slly girl, what can you do if you lose money? Get your father back quickly."
"You're a loser?" Mo Yan looked at him coldly, "You're not a loser. Did you crawl out of a cesspool? Otherwise, why would your mouth sll so bad!"
Pfft, haha
The onlookers roared, pointing at the middle-aged man and laughing.
The middle-aged man's face turned the color of pig liver with anger. He waved his fist and cursed at those who laughed at him: "Whoever dares to laugh again, I will punch him to death."
As he spoke, he threatened Mo Yan: "Don't think that I won't beat you because you are a girl. You little bitch, go and call your father."
Mo Yan was furious and wanted to slap this annoying guy away, "If you have the talent, go find it yourself. If you don't have the talent, go back to where it ca from. Bullies who bully the weak are not welco in my Mo family's territory."
You! You stinky girl, youre here for a fight! The middle-aged man was furious. He clenched his fists and hit Mo Yan head-on without thinking.
Mo Yan snorted coldly, and relied on his flexibility to retreat quickly, dodging the heavy blow.
The middle-aged man was stunned. He obviously didn't expect Mo Yan to be able to dodge his fist. He suddenly felt that he was losing face. He quickly chased after him and landed a heavier punch than before.
Wang Dali, you can even beat a little girl, you are so capable!
Just when Mo Yan was thinking about whether to dodge the fist and teach this man a lesson, a familiar voice ca to her ears. A big hand with distinct joints appeared in front of her, and she dropped it lightly. The fist pushed back.
The middle-aged man, Wang Dali, was pushed gently by Lin Yong. His whole body was like a bulky turtle, lying on the ground, looking particularly funny.
There was another round of laughter. Wang Dali quickly got up from the ground, his face turned the color of pig liver. He glared angrily at those who laughed at him, but did not dare to vent his anger on the 'culprit' Lin Yong.
Lin Yong glanced at him coldly, turned to Mo Yan and asked, "Are you okay?"
Mo Yan smiled and said, "It's okay. Fortunately, Brother Lin arrived in ti."
Lin Yong twitched his lips and asked Wang Dali with a cold face: "Why are you causing trouble for the Mo family?"
I, I just want to represent the folks who were hard by the Mo family and seek an explanation from the Mo family.
Wang Dali shrank his neck and spoke hesitantly under Lin Yong's cold gaze. He was obviously very afraid of Lin Yong.
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