Chapter 12: You Don't Deserve to Know

"Sister Xiaowan, since you're here, let's eat and drink well before leaving. Mo Xiaofan smiled and Mo Xiaowan sat down.

"Xiaofan, are they?" Mo Xiaowan looked at the group of people who had slapped themselves, her little head was booming, which really stimulated her nerves.

"Cheap them. ”

Mo Xiaofan's voice was light and cold.

Indeed, the luck of these people is so good, if it had been a different occasion, he would have killed all these people a long time ago.

"Bastard, I want to see how you died!"

Xu Yujiao slapped herself and cursed viciously. She knew that the people present were all the children of rich families in Jiangdong, and Mo Xiaofan offended so many family forces at once, he was definitely looking for death!

About ten minutes later, Mo Xiaofan was full and wiped his hands with a tissue.

Hula –

Just then, a group of hotel security guards armed with rubber sticks rushed in.

"Damn, what's going on?"

The security guards were startled, Nima, knelt down and slapped them collectively, thinking that they were doing some kind of entertainment, they knew that these second-generation people sometimes played very hard.

"Brother Xiong, save us, he forced us to fight. ”

A young man near the door, thinking that help was coming, hugged the lap of a security guard and called for help.

"You forced it?"

The security captain's name is Cao Xiong, who was born five big and three thick, one meter nine tall, with a face full of horizontal flesh, and fierce eyes staring at Mo Xiaofan.

Mo Xiaofan took Mo Xiaowan's hand and walked out, walked up to Cao Xiong, and said coldly: "Tell your boss that we almost had an accident when we had dinner here, let him prepare 10 million to make amends, and I will pick it up in three days." ”

Similarly, in the previous life, Mo Xiaowan had an accident here, and it was better to be tortured than to die, as a hotel, how could she be less responsible.

Rumble!

As soon as Mo Xiaofan's voice fell, the scene almost exploded.

Nima, the owner of this hotel is the second of the four major families in Jiangdong, the Cao family, the main hotel club and import and export trade, has a very deep black road background, the Cao family owner Cao Sanpao, in the Jiangdong business circle has a strong name, no one dares to provoke.

Is there any mistake in this young man's opening his mouth to let the Cao family take 10 million in compensation? If Cao Sanpao knew about it, everyone would no longer dare to think about what the consequences would be.

If you don't die, you won't die!

A group of bloody-faced second-generation people all wished that the people of the Cao family would break Mo Xiaofan's body into pieces.

"What are you talking about? Let our boss Cao pay you 10 million? Boy, are you in the water in your head? Lao Tzu made you laugh, our boss is upstairs, do you want me to call him down, haha......"

Cao Xiong slipped the rubber stick in his hand, as if he had heard a nice joke.

He is a disciple of the Cao family, originally a member of the provincial wrestling team, and once won the third place in the country, and was deeply reused by Cao Sancang after retiring.

The dozen or so subordinates behind him all sneered, looking at Mo Xiaofan as if they were stupid, and they all felt that this scholar-like young man wanted to die and couldn't find a place.

"I have already given your Cao family a chance, otherwise, just wait to be removed!"

Mo Xiaofan's voice was even colder, of course he knew that the Cao family was doing evil, and destroying it could be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

"You're talking in a dream, I'll wake you up!"

Cao Xiong's face suddenly became vicious, he had a hot temper, without saying a word, he raised the rubber stick in his hand and smashed it on Mo Xiaofan's head.

The blow was fierce and powerful.

If you are hit, you will definitely be either dead or maimed.

"Look for death!"

Mo Xiaofan's figure flashed slightly, and while dodging the sharp blow, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Cao Xiong's lower abdomen.

Cao Xiong snorted, and his two-hundred-pound strong body flew up on the spot, slammed into the ceiling, and then slammed into the floor, slumping to the ground like a dead dog, blood spilling out of his mouth.

Dead!

The entire lobby has become dead silent again!

It's too brutal and terrible!

Kicking a strong man weighing 200 pounds three or four meters with one kick, how terrifying should this power be?

Cao Xiong's more than a dozen subordinates were all shocked, and their eyes burst out, and cold sweat flowed.

"Dare to be a killer, spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair. ”

Mo Xiaofan's eyes swept coldly towards the other bodyguards, and his tongue spat out thunder: "Get out." ”

The security guards were so agitated that they retreated in fright, almost instinctively.

"Pedal ......"

At this moment, with the sound of hurried footsteps, a group of people rushed in with great momentum.

The leader is a person with a face full of hemp, wearing a black trench coat, a thick cigar in his mouth, wearing sunglasses, and a fierce air all over his body, looking like a big man.

He is the famous Cao Sanpao in Jiangdong.

He was followed by eight elite sweaters, his eyes were sharp, and he was a master at a glance.

In particular, one of the dark-skinned Thais, who was covered in copper and iron, was murderous.

"Ah, Boss Cao is here! This kid is dead!"

"Boss Cao, please avenge us, he is the one who beat us. ”

A group of security guards and second-generation people immediately pointed at Mo Xiaofan.

"Hey, Little Bear, you beat Cao Xiong?"

Cao Sanpao found out that there was a big nephew lying on the ground, still spitting blood in his mouth, and he wanted to shoot at Mo Xiaofan with murderous eyes.

Mo Xiaowan was so frightened that she felt as if she was being targeted by a vicious beast.

Mo Xiaofan's expression remained unchanged, and he said coldly: "You came just in time, within three days, you will get 10 million compensation." ”

"Paralyzed, you still want 10 million compensation, Lao Tzu will compensate you for a chicken ......"

Cao Sanpao laughed angrily, scolded in his mouth, and was about to do it directly, but stopped again.

He deserves to have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and instinctively realized that the young man in front of him was not simple, and this kid dared to be so arrogant, either he had something to rely on, or he was particularly neurotic. Obviously, this teenager is definitely not the latter, otherwise, he would not be so calm, and it is impossible to beat the wrestler who has won the third place in the country to the death!

"Who the hell are you?"

Cao Sanpao quickly calmed down and asked.

"You don't deserve to know who I am. ”

Mo Xiaofan didn't even look at Cao Sanpao.

"I'm not worthy?"

Cao Sanpao's face, which had just calmed down, suddenly became gloomy, looking at the entire Jiangdong, who didn't give Cao Sanpao a few thin noodles? This young man who didn't have any hair actually said that he was not worthy!

"Young man, you made trouble in my hotel, injured so many people, and you have to compensate, you are too domineering, right?"

Cao Sanpao held back his anger and said coldly.

"I'm just that domineering. ”

Mo Xiaofan glanced at Cao Sanpao as if he was stupid, and said lightly.

"Boy, you're so arrogant!"

Cao Sanpao's patience is limited, otherwise, he will also be worthy of the title of Xiaoxiong, he immediately waved his hand, and said in a low voice full of murderous intent: "Chacha, haven't you always complained that you can't meet an opponent, I think this kid is quite suitable, you go and have a fight with him, be careful not to die!"

The Thai strong man was very disdainful, and let him, the successor of the ancient Muay Thai master, beat a young man who looked like a student, and he felt that this was an insult to him.