41-provocator

41—provocator

With Mo Fan's continuous kicks, one after another, Chabaren, who was frequently hit hard on his chest, brain, couldn't hum. The head was bleeding, with more air, less air in, and the unconscious guy was about to die.

At the previous moment, Chabaren, who was still arrogant and arrogant, fell to the ground like a dead dog. The onlookers-by who witnessed Mo Fan's shocking reversal couldn't help clapping their hands.

"Okay, good fight!"

"Kighten this pig and dog."

"He beat him so hard that his mother couldn't help him."

The excited passers-by obviously forgot the bet they had made before. It was not until Lan Xi, who wore a leather felt hat, had a pair of sapphire-like blue eyes and a kind smile, climbed down from the tree, walked slowly to Mo Fan, reached out to take the baby in his arms, and the excited passers-by realized what was wrong.

"I'll wipe it! My money!" After seeing Lan Xi, a sharp-eyed passer-by suddenly remembered the previous bet. It seemed that he had just pressed all the money on his body. The third-order warrior who seemed to be strong N13 is now lying on the ground and being beaten as a dead dog.

At this moment, the passers-by who put all their money on Chabaren, not to mention how regretted it was. If I had known this was the result, I might have bet and put all the money on the unattractive boy Mo Fan, and now I can still get some benefits.

When he thought of the coins that were about to be lost, all kinds of cheers suddenly fell silent, and there was a dead silence at the scene. Just as Mo Fan was about to leave, he did not know who took the lead first, and the ruthless accusations and complaints drowned Mo Fan.

"No, you can't let him go. Let him compensate us for our losses!"

"Damn it! I also pressed it!"

"Why did you win!"

"If you win, my money will be gone!"

"You pay for me! The soul is light!"

“......”

Among all kinds of curses and sad accusations, Mo Fan, who had just solved Chabaren and was about to start to enter the city, couldn't help but be stunned. Damn it! What is this? Is it typical to cross the river and demolish the bridge? Or is it a typical representative of forgetting the tree after eating the fruit?

It was not until this that Mo Fan finally understood why people in the Great Star Age did not do good deeds. In fact, you can't blame them for their moral degradation at all. They dare not do good deeds! Just like what Mo Fan has encountered now, he kindly helped passers-by solve the survival crisis, and in turn, he will be blamed and blackmailed by these people he helped. Who dares to help such a person!

If you want to blame, you can only blame the scum who deliberately pretend to be sympathetic, pretend to be pitiful, and find ways to blackmail others after seeking help. No matter how hard Nima's life is, Nima can't cheat people like this! Words of moral degradation should be told to them.

Mo Fan, who was constantly scolded by passers-by and felt angry, felt that it was very necessary to remind this group of morally lost passers-by that even if they can't learn what gratitude is, at least they have to let them know what kindness is. If they can't learn this, Mo Fan doesn't mind beating them up and letting them remember them.

"Shut up." Mo Fan in anger kicked the ground, and the cracked bluestone pavement suffered most of someone's anger and successfully hooled the whole audience.

Mo Fan stretched out his left hand and pointed angrily at the blood-breaking scum, but the most angry scum. He couldn't help cursing: "You, you, you, and you, what were you victims doing when Chabaron caused a big riot just now? If I had known that you were so scum, I wouldn't have had so many things to do. Let that group do all of you and pull you to death!"

"This..." After being scolded by Mo Fan, the most ferocious scum suddenly withered, but they couldn't say what they wanted to refute. What people say is the truth, and they have no room to refute it at all.

But some people were unconvinced. An unhurt, sharp-mouthed obscene guy said arrogantly, "Isn't it all because of you? If you hadn't offended the Clarence Business Guard, how could we have been affected? So you should compensate us for our losses.

"Yes! If it hadn't been for you, we would have gone to the city. There would have been so many bullshit there..." The obscene man's words instantly detonated the whole audience again, and all kinds of curses pointed directly at Mo Fan.

"Yes! I offended the Clarence Business Guard, but I didn't let you watch the fun! It's okay to watch the hustle and bustle. I don't have the authority to let you bet on my life!" Looking at the noisy crowd who wanted to eat himself alive, Mo Fan, who laughed angrily, touched his nose and stared at the passer-by with a sharp-mouthed monkey's ghas and continued with a sneer:

"Hmm... Who do you think I am? Is it A San's fight in the arena? Even if A San defeats his opponent, he still has money to take it! I have done so many things for you and even killed the culprit. What have you given me? Is this your principle of being a man and doing things?

As soon as the sophisical passers-by heard Mo Fan's words, they dared not fart again, so they slipped into the crowd and dared not show their heads again. Because Mo Fan said it very clearly that if he is not happy, he can ask this group of passers-by to collect the viewing fee and even kill them all, just because he has his own principles and disdains to do so.

At this time, the passers-by who wanted to understand the meaning could not help but look ashamed. Yes! If Mo Fan hadn't stopped the serious riot by himself just now, he wouldn't have been trampled to death in that chaotic situation! From this point of view, he not only has no fault, but also has credit. What's the reason for this group of passers-by to complain about Mo Fan again?

"If it weren't for him, the consequences of the riot just now..."

"Yes! How can we treat him like this!"

“......”

Just as passers-by were introspecting themselves, there was a sharp scream from the crowd.

"Don't be deceived by him. In fact, all this was done by the stinky beggar himself. If it hadn't been for the fight with the Clarence Trade Guard, how could we have rioted! In the final analysis, it's all the bad beggar's fault. The person who said this was still the obscene man who slipped into the crowd with a sharp mouth and monkey's cheeks. Fearing that Mo Fan would find him, he hid in the dark and screamed.

"Hehe..." After talking nonsense for a long time, it was still this result. Mo Fan couldn't help shaking his head and sneering disappointedly. Now he has seen the power of those morally demoralised scum.

This is a group of shameless groups who specialize in hiding in the dark of the crowd and dare not see the light, specializing in all kinds of flirting, reversing right and wrong, confusing the public, and arousing anger and stabing knives from behind people's buttocks. To deal with such a scum, you still have to use violence! Only violence can defeat their existence!

"The scum hiding in the dark, if you really want to hold me accountable, then stand up by yourself. I'm waiting for you here!" Mo Fan pinched his fist and searched the person who had just spoken in the crowd with his sharp eyes, and quickly locked the target.

At the moment when Mo Fan was ready to do it, the mother who lost the baby in the chaos came out of the crowd. When she saw the child held in Lan Xi's arms and was made "haha" laugh by her, the young mother with a dead heart cried with joy and rushed over: "John..."

Looking at the woman rushing towards him, Lanxi, who had been struggling to help Mo Fan, couldn't help but feel happy. Just now, she kept thinking about where the mother of the poor child who almost died in her arms went! Why didn't she come out to help Mo Fan say good things! After all, she risked her life to save her child!

"Is this child yours?" Without waiting to stretch out her hands and nod her head like pounding garlic, the woman who was ready to take the child answered, and the baby lying in Lanxi's arms took the initiative to climb over. Seeing such a scene, she couldn't help laughing at her noble status: "Sure enough, mother and son are connected! But be careful next time. Don't lose John again!"

"Thank you!" The child's mother said sincerely and bent down to Lan Xi.

"You don't have to thank me! I dare not accept it! I just played with the lovely John for a while. Lanxi helped the woman and gently pinched the child's white cheek. Then he turned his head and winked at Mo Fan and deliberately shouted, "The person you want to thank is there. If he hadn't sacrificed his life to save him just now, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Hearing Lan Xi's words, the woman holding the baby couldn't help thinking of the scenes of the previous riots. At that time, with the crowded crowd squeezing back and forth, and unable to move, Triv saw with her own eyes that many weak women and children were trampled down in the chaos, and then ruthlessly crushed by the chaotic crowd. The child raised high above her head also fell to the ground at the moment she was squeezed down.

Triv, who had been trampled on the ground looking for the child, thought that she would never see the child again. But at this time, she suddenly heard a roar, and the turbulent crowd stopped in this thunderous shout, and then a fast-moving figure quickly flashed through the crowd. Then she found that the crying child was missing, so she got up from the ground and began to search all over the world.

Triv, who searched almost all the ground and didn't see the baby, was about to despair. She came out of the bustling crowd and found that her child was being held in the arms of a girl disguised as Zhengtai, so she rushed over decisively.

So far, Triv has been thinking that as long as she can return the child, even if Lanxi lets her be a cow and a horse, she is willing! But then she learned that the person who saved her child was Mo Fan, the young man next to her who had been besieged by the words of passers-by.

At this time, Triv, holding the child, felt that it was very necessary to say two words for Mo Fan. If he hadn't appeared at the most critical moment, tomorrow and today might have been the anniversary of her mother and son.

"Ennefactor! Thank you! I, Triv, really don't know how to repay your kindness. The woman holding the child suddenly knelt down to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan, who looked panicked, hurriedly picked up Triv, shook his head and said, "What are you going to do?" I can't afford it!"

"No, you deserve it. Thank you for risking your life to save my child. Triv, who struggled and refused to get up, sobbed, "I know you are a good person. If you hadn't risked your life in the chaos just now, not only our mother and son would have died, but also more weak women and children would have died in that ruthless trampling."

"Alas..." Mo Fan didn't know what to say, so he had to pull the woman Triv up.

The woman's kneeling words finally made the group of passers-by who listened to other people's flirtation and automatically ignored the good deeds that Mo Fan had done suddenly woke up. Thinking of the seriousness of the riot just now, many passers-by hurriedly scattered their heads to find their separated wives.

Looking at the passers-by who were stirred up by the woman and scattered around, the provocative guys immediately knew that the general trend had gone. They lowered their heads in a hurry with red faces and moved quickly into the bustling crowd. If you don't wait for a while now, do you have to wait for Mo Fan's cold-faced spirit to trouble you?

Mo Fan looked coldly at the provocator who was about to run away, so he walked over without hurry, reached out to stop them and sneered, "Hum... Brother, don't be in a hurry to leave! Let's continue to talk. Maybe I'll lose money to you when I'm in a good mood!"

"Grandpa, I know it's wrong. You can do it when you are old. Give me a break!" The obscene man with a sharp mouth and cheek that had been provoking trouble said and ran away.

"Then I'll give you a ride!" Mo Fan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, kicked out the obscene man with a sharp mouth and cheeks, and then roared at several other provocative scum: "Get out of here! Are you still waiting for me to see you off one by one?

"Get out of here, get out of here!" After seeing the boss being kicked away, the little scum trembling all over were afraid that Mo Fan would repent and run away. They looked like a ghost, as if they hated his parents for giving birth to him two legs when they gave birth to him.

Looking at the farts and flying scum, Lan Xi couldn't help laughing: "The guy who can't afford to lose still wants to provoke trouble. He deserves to be killed!"