"Why should I give you money? If I don't give it to you, what can you do?"
"That's right, you used sorcery in the match just now. It doesn't count. If you have the ability, you can compete with Mr. Zhao again. I will only give it to you if you win."
Bai Qinghu, Meng Pojun and others shouted loudly, making it clear that they wanted to default on the bill.
When Wang Fan heard this, he immediately became unhappy. These two people actually wanted to blame themselves? Are you kidding me? Is Wang Fan so easy to blame?
However, just when Wang Fan was about to have an attack, he was stopped by Mo Wenrou, "Let's forget it, you have won enough." .??.
Mo Wenwen didn't want to see Wang Fan offend these young men. After all, neither Bai Qinghu nor Meng Pojun were easy to offend.
"How can that be done? I won it justly." Wang Fan was a little reluctant. He didn't care if the other party was a young man from the capital. Anyway, he wanted to blame himself, but he couldn't do it.
"Wang Fan, don't be stubborn. The two of them combined have only deposited 6 million. At worst, I will give it to you."
Mo Wenwen said angrily. Her face was already a little ugly, as if she was very angry.
"Okay." Seeing Mo Wenrou's appearance, Wang Fan could only nod his head depressedly. He didn't want to make it difficult for Mo Wenrou.
Well, for the sake of Mo Wenrou, Brother Fan, I will bear with you. However, this account has been recorded and I will have to get it back sooner or later.
"Haha, aren't you very arrogant? Why are you so timid now? If I say I won't give it to you, I won't give it to you. There's nothing you can do if you don't?"
When Bai Qinghu saw this scene, he laughed happily and began to ridicule.
Wang Fan felt a little unhappy and couldn't help but curled his lips and said, "Tsk, I don't like your one million, really. If I had known you only bet one million, I wouldn't have bothered to ask.
you want."
"What did you say? If you have the ability, can you say it again?" Bai Qinghu was almost stunned. Wang Fan actually said that he did not value his one million. This was simply a slap in the face.
"Why, did I say something wrong?" Wang Fan didn't bother him at all, "Don't say it once, I'll say it ten times again, what can you do?"
"Good boy, don't think that I'm afraid of you because you have Mo Wenwen's backing. Bodyguard, get me a bodyguard." Bai Qinghu was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and yelled.
He must give this bastard a hard lesson and let him know that young men like them in the capital are not so easy to mess with.
Not only did Wang Fan defeat Zhao Kuangshan before, but he also embarrassed Zhao Kuangshan time and time again and stole the limelight. This was simply a slap in their face.
As young men in the capital, when would a grassroots dare to step on them? So he planned to take the opportunity to vent his anger.
As Bai Qinghu raised his arms, dozens of bodyguards rushed in aggressively from outside. The leader was Ma Yong, who had been defeated earlier.
"Master Bai, what are your orders?" Ma Yong ran up to Bai Qinghu and asked like a dog leg.
While he was asking questions, his eyes were staring at Wang Fan with a sinister smile. It was obvious that he was asking questions knowingly.
Damn it, I've been putting up with you for a long time, and I finally found the opportunity to take action. Previously, Ma Yong outside saw Wang Fan taking the limelight inside, and even stepped on Zhao Kuangshan. It can be said that he was holding back his anger.
Enough.
"This bastard is disrespectful to me. Give him a good beating. Don't beat him to death. After all, he is Miss Mo's boyfriend."
Bai Qinghu pointed at Wang Fan and yelled, especially on the word "boyfriend" with an emphasis.
How could Ma Yong not understand what Bai Qinghu meant? He immediately smiled brightly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Bai, I will definitely show mercy."
As he spoke, he clenched his fists
He turned his head and looked at Wang Fan.
"Bai Qinghu, what are you going to do? He is the one I, Mo Wenrou, brought here. You'd better not be presumptuous?" Mo Wenrou stopped in front of Ma Yong coldly, but looked at Bai Qinghu.
"Presumptuous?" Bai Qinghu laughed. He did not look at Mo Wenwen, but at Wang Fan, "As a man, do you want to hide behind a woman?"
If it were normal times, Wang Fan would have said rudely when he heard this, so what if I'm just hiding behind a woman? Why don't you come and bite me if you have the guts?
But now, he doesn't want to do that.
That night, he was provoked and ridiculed one after another, and he felt angry in his heart. Especially when he looked at the two hateful faces of Ma Yong and Bai Qinghu, he wanted to punch them hard.
Sometimes, blind tolerance cannot bring peace, but can only bring more ridicule. Wang Fan feels that it is time to defend his dignity with his fists.
"Sister Wen Wenwen, please get out of the way. I can still deal with this kind of salted fish." Wang Fan stretched out his hand, pulled Mo Wenwen behind him, and said calmly.
He had put away his previous cynicism and his expression became serious.
Mo Wenrou was stunned when she saw Wang Fan like this. She didn't push forward anymore, but reminded her, "Be careful."
She knew that Wang Fan still needed to prove his strength when necessary, and blindly relying on her would only make these rich young men look down upon him even more.
What's more, the opponent is a bodyguard like Ma Yong, so there is no need to worry at all.
But the only thing she was a little worried about was that Wang Fan was no match for Ma Yong. The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, Ma Yong being so famous in the capital was not just blown away.
"Son of a bitch, who are you talking about? I will turn you into a salty fish later." Over there, Ma Yong was already furious.
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This guy dared to call him salty fish, which is totally unreasonable.
"Then why are you still standing there, come and beat me up? I think you already think highly of you. In my eyes, you are just a dog that can only bark and can't bite."
Wang Fan was very disdainful of Ma Yong's anger and was still irritating his nerves with words.
"Damn, I'm so pissed off. I'm going to make you kneel down and call me master." Ma Yong couldn't stand Wang Fan's provocation anymore, and fiercely attacked Wang Fan while waving his fists.
The punch was as powerful as the wind, powerful and heavy, setting off a harsh sonic boom in the air, as if it was about to tear the air apart!
Bajiquan?
Wang Fan looked at Ma Yong's movements and felt the power. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He obviously didn't expect that this guy had such ability and knew Bajiquan.
However, he didn't pay much attention and directly raised his fist and punched Ma Yong's fist.
Compared to Ma Yong, Wang Fan's punches seemed very understated and lacked any momentum.
"Fuck, what is this guy going to do? Is he crazy?"
"Ma Yong's Bajiquan is very powerful. Even the first bodyguard of the Zhao family doesn't dare to hit him so hard. Where does this Wang Fan get the courage?"
"Hahaha, Silly Bi, what a Silly Bi, this guy will become a cripple soon."
The young men and women looked at this scene and became shocked and couldn't help but talk about it.
Meng Pojun just covered his stomach and started laughing, yelling at Wang Fan for being stupid. In his opinion, Wang Fan was looking for death.
He seemed to be able to see the scene where Wang Fan's arm was broken off by Ma Yong's punch and then trampled under his feet.
Even Mo Wenrou couldn't help but get angry and became nervous.
This chapter has been completed!