As soon as Mo Fan's words fell, many people's faces changed, and they couldn't believe their ears.

"Did I hear me right?"

"You heard it right, this kid is indeed going to smash Xiao Shao's car. A trembling one said next to him.

Xiao Wenchao has already revealed his identity, this kid is still going to smash the car of Xiao Wenchao and others, isn't this kid looking for death?

At this time, even if Mo Fan apologizes, it depends on whether Xiao Wenchao is in a good mood or not, smashing Xiao Wenchao's car, no one in the whole of China can save this kid.

Even if it's for a friend, that's not going to work.

Don't talk about friends, even if my father offends Xiao Wenchao, I can't stand up for my father, otherwise it will only lead to death.

Besides, friends are worth a few bucks.

"Boy, you are ......" An enthusiastic uncle hates iron and steel.

After saying that, he shook his hand and left in a huff.

There's nothing to see here, Mo Fan is dead.

Shi Hang's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Mo Fan in horror, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"Boss, he, he, is from Beijing and Kyoto, don't, don't ......" Shi Hang said in a trembling voice, obviously frightened by Mo Fan's words.

The red-haired group of people were slightly stunned, they had encountered such a thing.

Basically, as soon as he heard Xiao Wenchao's name, he hurriedly came up to apologize, knelt down, slapped himself, and even gave his girlfriend to them to play, and no one dared to continue to play tricks with them.

"Huh. The red-haired and the others looked at Mo Fan playfully, and shook their heads and smiled.

Xiao Wenchao shook his head, a hint of disappointment in his blade-like eyes.

He thought he could have fun when he met someone interesting, but who knew that he was just a self-righteous person who didn't know anything.

"Boy, it looks like you don't know us Xiao Shao. Redhead laughed.

As long as they know their Xiao Shao's name, there is no one like Mo Fan.

In his eyes, Mo Fan was most likely a rich second generation in a nearby province, the kind with a bit of strength, otherwise he wouldn't dare to have such a big breath.

However, Mo Fan's strength was like a candle flame in front of them Xiao Shao, which could be blown out in one breath.

The corners of Mo Fan's mouth turned up slightly, and a smile that seemed to be a smile appeared.

"I really don't know Xiao Wenchao. Mo Fan said lightly.

"Boy, do you want me to tell you who our Xiao Shao is, and when you know who our Xiao Shao is, I promise to scare you to pee your pants, do you want to listen to it?"

Around, there was a burst of laughter, and looking at Mo Fan's gaze was like looking at a dead person.

Mo Fan didn't know them Xiao Shao, and he was so arrogant, Mo Fan was doomed.

"Pee your pants?" Mo Fan smiled disapprerovingly.

If the red-haired group knew who he was, it would probably scare them so much that their bladders would blow up, and they wouldn't even have to pee on their pants.

"I don't need to introduce it, I don't need to know Xiao Wenchao, I just need to know who my friend called, tell me this, I can spare your life." Mo Fan didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and said coldly.

Just a Xiao Wenchao, the next president of the Longhua Association, does he need to know?

I don't know if there will be a next president of the Longhua Association.

"Huh?" The red-haired and the others frowned slightly, and then laughed again, as if they had heard a big joke.

"Boy, you're really ready to avenge your friend, have you figured out what you're doing?"

"What are you doing?" Mo Fan smiled.

Shi Hang was one of his best friends in college, and he didn't need to think about anything he did.

"I've thought very clearly, whoever touches my friend, who dies. Mo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp color flashed.

Hearing Mo Fan's words, Xiao Wen didn't look at Mo Fan, a beautiful woman next to him lit a cigarette for him, he put one hand in his pocket, and walked to the side, it seemed that he had lost interest in playing.

"Then I'll tell you about you, I slapped him ten times. The red-haired man said jokingly.

"I kicked him twice. A tattooed man chuckled with his mouth cracked.

"And my ......" A group of people, regardless of men and women, stood up one after another and said, and there was no one who did not attack Shi Hang.

When they all finished talking, the red-haired head tilted to the side.

"Boy, it looks like we've all beaten you up like a friend who doesn't have long eyes, what are you going to do to us?" asked the redhead with a smile.

As soon as the red-haired words fell, they saw a sigh not far away, and many people quickly turned their heads to look at it, and their faces suddenly changed.

"This ......"

"Is this a human being?"

I saw Ah Hao holding a sports car in one hand, and the sports car was like a toy in his hand, with no weight, just like Superman.

You must know that sports cars generally weigh more than one ton, and even weigh two tons, not to mention that two tons are two hundred pounds of things, and almost no one can lift them with one hand, Ah Hao actually lifted a sports car with one hand.

When many people saw this scene, their faces turned pale and hurriedly retreated.

Not only did the red-haired and others' faces change, but Xiao Wenchao also frowned slightly, and a strange look appeared in his cold eyes.

"Warrior?" the strangeness lasted only a moment before disappearing.

Martial artists are indeed powerful in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of him, the crown prince, they are nothing.

"Boy, you even brought a warrior, no wonder you have the guts to be so fat, but you really want to smash our car?" the red-haired man laughed.

Mo Fan smiled lightly and didn't answer, just glanced at Ah Hao.

Ah Hao's arm shook, and the two sports cars smashed into the two nearby sports cars like two sledgehammers in his hands.

"Bang!" two deafening loud bangs, like a bomb exploded.

The flames flew out, three or five meters high, and black smoke billowed up.

Four splendid sports cars became scrap in an instant.

Xiao Wenchao and the red-haired man and the others had their faces sinking slightly, and a look of anger appeared on their faces.

They don't care about the car, but no one has ever dared to do this to them, and it makes no difference if they are slapped in the face.

Shi Hang's legs were weak and he almost squatted on the ground.

Mo Fan actually smashed Xiao Wenchao's car, really smashed Xiao Wenchao's car.

Even if Master Donghai Mo came forward, this matter was not so easy to solve.

"This ......"

"Bang bang bang ......bang" An explosion sounded, and all the sports cars were smashed.

In the billowing black smoke, Ah Hao walked out expressionlessly.

"Boy, you dare to really smash our Xiao Shao's car, do you know what death is written?" The red hair pointed at Mo Fan with his finger and said angrily.

"Huh. Mo Fan smiled indifferently.

"Not only did I smash your car, but I also had the people who beat you, who did Ah Hao say just now, did you write them down?" asked Mo Fan.

"Yes. Hao nodded.

"What should I do, don't I need to teach you?" asked Mo Fan.

Ah Hao's eyes froze, and he moved to the red-haired man's side.

He was not allowed to resist, and lifted him up like a chicken. "Smack!" The crisp slap suddenly sounded, obviously not loud, but it made the audience silent.