Chapter 2: Devil's Heart 2

Meng Fan's face was indifferent, and a gloomy smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"Kid, mind your own business." The leading hooligan held a wooden stick and pushed Meng Fan's chest fiercely.

Meng Fan let himself be pushed without any intention, as if he was just an outsider, but his eyes were particularly cold.

When passing pedestrians saw this scene, they lowered their heads and accelerated their pace to bypass the right and wrong place as quickly as possible.

Right and wrong, good and evil have been reversed, and evil has been above good. In deep fear, good has become more and more humble and small.

What are you doing? Pret to be cool?" As soon as the hooligan's words fell, the stick in his hand had been smashed down Meng Fan's head.

Fast, fierce, leaving no room.

'sw'

A green light passed by, and the wooden stick was instantly divided into four pieces. The scattered wooden blocks were scattered on the ground, and only the stick handle was still held in the hands of the hooligans.

The group of hooligans were stunned and neatly looked at a small wooden stick in the hands of the leading hooligan, showing fear.

The first young thief to appear was clever and ran away.

Qian Sanhai moved and turned into a streamer, which easily stopped him. The unsheathed village was standing on his neck, pressing his collarbone and forcing him back to Meng Fan's side.

The arrogant and domineering thieves and thieves all trembled all over, their legs were like sieve bran, and their feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and did not dare to move.

The only thing that can make evil yield and fear is greater evil.

"Let's go and find a place to talk." Meng Fan looked at the hooligans and thieves with a smile on his face.

The hooligans looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

At this time, seven or eight people suddenly rushed up not far away, all with machetes, led by the middle-aged man in suits and leather shoes. Compared with these little hooligans in front of them, this group is obviously more fierce.

Meng Fan shook his head solemnly.

Is there any king's law in the light of day?

Wangfa, what is Wangfa?

Two motorcycle-riding traffic policemen who passed by increased the accelerator and sped by, unwilling to wade through the muddy water. There were many pedestrians around, which were very lively, but they also suddenly became deserted.

It has nothing to do with itself and hangs high. In the face of evil, everyone's attitude is surprisingly unified.

Meng Fan 'understands' the two traffic policemen, which is not their jurisdiction, and also 'understands' the pedestrians who are hurriedly avoided and even unwilling to call the police, which has nothing to do with them.

It's ridiculous. In ancient times, there were still three heroes of chivalry, scholars and hidden people who were in charge of injustice. Today, the spirit of chivalry has disappeared without a trace.

Are people really depraved?

"Hey--"

A long sigh.

At this time, the group of villains had approached Meng Fan and Qian Sanhai, and the long and narrow machetes were shining in the bright sun.

"Damn it, I'm making trouble on the ground of my steel knife, looking for death!" The machete in the middle-aged man's hand held high and went straight to Meng Fan's head.

'zheng——'

The village was coming out of its sheath, inserted horizontally, and collided fiercely with the falling machete.

Compared with the Millennium Demon Knife Village, the machete is too inferior. After a round of fighting, the machete was cut off by the waist, and the village is not decreasing. The cold blade flashed against the head of the suit man, bringing a scattered hair.

Qian Sanhai received the sheath and moved cleanly.

The man in the suit touched his bare scalp and his body trembled obviously.

Obviously, if the knife had been cut a little lower, he would have been lying on the ground and bid farewell to this bright world forever.

Everyone was afraid of death, and this group of villains was no exception. Under the shock of Qian Sanhai's knife, this group of people looked at each other and coincidentally stopped the action of killing. Cold sweat slipped from their cheeks in an instant, and the hand holding the knife trembled a little.

"What's the name of this big brother?" The man in the suit finally realized that he had encountered a hard stubble. He hurriedly put away the broken knife handle, looked at Qian Sanhai with a smile on his face and nodded and bowed.

"It's disgusting!" Qian Sanhai hugged the village and turned his head in disgust.

"It's my fault. I don't know Mount Tai." The man in a suit pretended to have a bold fist. "In this way, how about I set up a table of wine in Phoenix and find two girls to accompany me as an apology for you?"

"Good!" Meng Fan raised the corners of his mouth and showed a meaningful smile.

Qian Sanhai showed doubts, but Meng Fan just waved his hand.

"Then, I will ask someone to arrange it immediately!" The man in a suit called a man and whispered a few words.

The man nodded and left hurriedly. Before leaving, he looked at Meng Fan and Qian Sanhai, with a little contempt and fierceness in his eyes.

"Little brother, show you the way!" The man in the suit smiled obscenely and made a 'please' gesture in front of Meng Fan and Qian Sanhai.

The five or six teenage thieves, hooligans and six or seven young men with machetes all took their weapons and followed the suit man respectfully. Obviously, the suit man was their leader.

Su Qian in the coffee shop saw that Meng Fan and Qian Sanhai were going to go with the suit man. She hurried out and looked at Meng Fan inquiringly, but Meng Fan only shook his head slightly.

Su Qian was so surprised that she went back to the cafe for coffee.

Meng Fan and Qian Sanhai followed the man in a suit for hundreds of meters and suddenly came out of two arrogant policemen from the side of the road. They looked up and down at the crowd and asked, "What are you doing?"

The man in a suit wink at the two policemen, pointed to Meng Fan and Qian Sanhai and said, "Mr. Policeman, we are a first-class good citizen. They are them, who not only robbed us of our money, but also threatened us with knives. Why do you want to make the decision?

Meng Fan looked at the man in a suit and couldn't help smiling coldly.

"Oh?" One of the policemen squinted at Qian Sanhai and shouted, "What are you holding in your hand? Is it a controlled knife?"

Qian Sanhai held the handle of the knife with a sneer.

The two policemen seemed to have discussed it. As soon as they lifted their clothes, they poked out a dark pistol and handcuffs. They shook in front of Meng Fan and Qian Sanhai and said, "Don't you cry when you don't see the coffin? Let's go and come with us!"

Meng Fan looked indifferent and said, "What about them? They are thieves. Everyone has a knife on their bodies. Two police officers, don't you need to check them?

"Use you to teach us how to do it?" A police officer stared, "It's a big crime to hide and control knives. Young mother-in-law, come with us quickly!"

"Very good!" Meng Fan looked at the man in a suit with a smile, "If I didn't expect it wrong, you just asked your hand to go down and prepare for the banquet. In fact, go to these two police officers. You are thieves, and the police officers are also thieves. Is Guangzhou under the bright sunshine firmly under your control?

Two police officers were very dissatisfied. One of them shook the gun in his hand, snorted coldly and said, "Damn, say we are thieves? I'll go back to the bureau later, and you will suffer."

"Do you have to go back to the bureau?" Meng Fan shook his hand and threw out a pile of 100-yuan banknotes, at least 10,000 yuan in terms of thickness.

"Two police officers, let us go." Meng Fan said with a smile, "My younger brother first arrived in the treasure land and doesn't know the rules. This money should be regarded as filial piety to the two of you. In addition, how about I will be the host and set up a table of apology for the bosses?"

Looking at the 100-yuan banknote in Meng Fan's hand, the eyes of the two police officers lit up.

A police officer patted the man in a suit on the shoulder and began to round up the scene and said, "Lao Si, look at my face. Let's forget it!"

Another policeman grabbed Meng Fan's money and carefully held it in his arms.

"Damn, boy, be careful! Today, for the face of Brother Li and Brother Liu, I will give you a hand, and the future tricks will be bright!" The man in the suit hammered Meng Fan unconvincedly. Meng Fan just smiled indifferently and did not show any dissatisfaction.

"Let's go, bosses, let's have a meal!" Qian Sanhai put the village on his shoulder and said carelessly.

"You know each other." The man in the suit opened his coat and said angrily, "Let's go to the Queen's Restaurant. The girl there is the most decent."

"Okay, it's up to everyone's arrangement. Why don't you call all your brothers?"

"No, that's all I have."

......

The man in a suit and two policemen walked at the front, and a group of younger brothers walked at the end and sandwiched Meng Fan in the middle. More than a dozen people were vast and majestic.

Walking to the alleyway with a few people, Meng Fan suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at? You..." Before the man finished his words, he only felt a huge force lifting himself up and throwing him straight into the alley.

At the moment his body was thrown high, he was shocked to find that his younger brothers and two policemen, like himself, were thrown high and flew to the alley. Meng Fan, who spoke respectfully a minute ago, stood at the entrance of the alley, with a cold face and funny eyes.