Chapter 69: You Are My Idol

Hong Feifan's eyes fell on the fat man with oily hair and powder, and said lightly: "It's okay if you don't apologize, then lose money." ”

"Boy, I've put up with you for a long time, don't you have to inch in!" The fat man with oily hair and pink face glared at Hong Feifan angrily, his fists clenched, and he looked like he was going to hit someone.

"You're the one who gets the inch. Hong Feifan said disapprerovingly, "You ran a red light, violated traffic rules first, and almost hit this old man's house." That's not all, you actually scolded the old man for being inferior to your dog, made him apologize to your dog, and insulted the old man's personality. Asking you to apologize is already light. You scared the old man, insulted his personality, caused serious damage to his psyche, and you deserved to lose money!"

"Boy, your sister is looking for a fight!"

The fat man with oily hair and pink face cursed, and grabbed Hong Feifan's collar with one hand.

"What's the matter, you want to hit someone when you lose money?" Hong Feifan despised him.

The fat man with oily hair and pink face glared at Hong Feifan angrily, and did not hit anyone. In this matter, he is a little weak after all. In addition, there were a few passers-by watching next to him, worried about provoking public anger.

When the old man saw Hong Feifan being grabbed by the collar by the other party, his face changed greatly, and when he was about to tell Hong Feifan not to continue to entangle with the other party, Hong Feifan continued: "If you beat me, you will beat me! What you dare not fight is a puppy! I almost forgot that you were originally a dog!"

Hong Feifan deliberately provoked him and asked him to hit someone first, and then he would have an excuse to do so.

Where could the fat man with oily hair and powder face stand such a provocation by Hong Feifan, he was furious, his face twitched, and he roared angrily: "Grass!

As soon as the scolding fell, his left fist swung out and hit Hong Feifan's face.

Hong Feifan sneered disdainfully, and secretly said in his heart, it's a good time!

His right hand stretched out with lightning speed, and his five fingers gripped the opponent's fist like an eagle's claw.

The face of the fat man with oily hair and pink face changed, but he didn't expect to be caught before his fist was struck. He hurriedly tried to retract his hand, but found that his fist was clenched tightly by the other party, and he couldn't break free after struggling hard.

He was secretly shocked in his heart, the other party was shorter and thinner than himself, and his strength was actually greater than his own.

He didn't think much about it, the hand that grabbed Hong Feifan's collar let go, and then clenched his fist at Hong Feifan.

His fists didn't have any moves, they were simply thrown out by brute force.

Hong Feifan didn't look at it, and he didn't mean to dodge, and his left hand seemed to grably grab the fat man's right fist.

In the blink of an eye, the oily and powdery fat man's hands were grabbed by Hong Feifan, and he wanted to break free but couldn't.

He was shocked, and vaguely felt that the kid in front of him was not simple.

The others looked at Hong Feifan with incredible eyes on their faces full of surprise.

How could this man grab the fat man's fist and hold it so tightly that the other party couldn't break free.

"Let me ask you again, do you apologize?" Hong Feifan said coldly.

The fat man with oily hair and flour gritted his teeth and said, "You want me to apologize, no way!"

"Good!"

Hong Feifan's eyes flashed with coldness, and his hands suddenly twisted.

"Ah......h

The fat man with oily hair and flour noodles let out a cry of pain like killing a pig.

The awl-faced woman standing behind him had a drastic change in her face, and she took two steps back in fright.

"What is it called, I haven't even used my strength yet!" Hong Feifan said disdainfully.

Hong Feifan said, slightly increasing his strength, and the fat man with oily hair and powder face screamed in pain again.

"What's the matter? Don't apologize?" said Hong Feifan, reducing his strength.

The fat man with oily hair and powder face had an ugly face, a painful expression, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Do you want me to break your hands before you apologize?" Hong Feifan said coldly.

"Right...... I'm sorry!" said the fat man with oily hair and noodles in a hurry.

"What are you apologizing to me? Apologizing to this old man. Hong Feifan said.

"Yes, yes. ”

The fat man with oily hair and flour nods violently, then turned his head, looked at the old man and said, "I'm sorry, I did something wrong just now." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say, and looked at Hong Feifan with an inquiring gaze, as if asking how to respond.

"Old man, isn't his sincerity in apologizing enough?" Hong Feifan said deliberately.

"No, no. The old man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"You think you can. Hong Feifan said, letting go of the fat man's hands with oily hair and powder.

The fat man shook his hands, and then rubbed them together a few times.

"Old man, do you need him to lose money?" Hong Feifan smiled and said to the old man.

"No, no. The old man shook his head.

It's clear that he's the kind of guy who does more than less.

"Okay. Hong Feifan nodded slightly.

He glanced at the fat man with oily hair and pink face, put away his smile, and said coldly: "Don't get out yet!"

The fat man with oily hair and pink face hurriedly took the awl-faced woman and the poodle and walked away.

They hurriedly got into the black sports car, locked the door, and after the car started, the head of the fat man with oily hair and pink face poked out of the window, glared at Hong Feifan, and shouted viciously: "Boy, you sister will wait for me, and I will abolish you another day!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed on the accelerator, and the black sports car was gone.

Hong Feifan looked at the back of the black sports car and smiled coldly disapprehantly.

"Thank you, young man, thank you!" said the old man honestly.

Hong Feifan looked at him, waved his hand, and smiled: "No thanks." I'll help you push the paper to the side of the road. ”

"No need, no need, I can do it myself, you have already helped me a lot just now. I don't know what to do if it weren't for your help. The old man said a little excitedly.

Hong Feifan didn't say much, bent down and grabbed the handle of the trolley, and helped the old man push the paper to the side of the road.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly helped to help.

Soon, the two pushed the cart full of cardboard to the side of the road.

The old man said thank you a few more times.

Hong Feifan smiled and strode back to the taxi.

A few minutes later, Hong Feifan took a taxi to the road in front of the "Fuyou Club".

After the taxi stopped, Hong Feifan asked, "Driver, how much?"

The driver turned around and grinned, "Sir, don't give money, I'll give you free of charge this time." ”

"Free?" Hong Feifan looked at the driver suspiciously.

"Yes. The driver nodded and said, "You are a good person, just now when you saw an uneven road, you drew a sword to help, just like a chivalrous warrior in a martial arts novel." Not only did you come out to help the old man who picked up the garbage, but also taught him a lesson for the rich second generation, which is very happy. You've done what a lot of people want to do, you're just my idol, and if I still charge you for your car, I really won't be able to go. ”

Hong Feifan smiled and said, "Thank you then." ”

"You're welcome, it's my honor to be able to carry you today. The driver laughed.

After a slight pause, he then said, "Sir, you are so good, have you ever practiced martial arts?"

"I've practiced a few tricks. Hong Feifan said.

"I knew it wasn't easy to see what you were capable of. The driver said.

Hong Feifan smiled, didn't continue to talk to him, and opened the car door.