The mute girl cried in despair, fifty thousand yuan...

It was enough for her to take care of these elderly people for a long time, but the money was taken away by these gangsters before she could even take care of herself.

The tattooed man was very satisfied. Today’s harvest was really big.

"Let's go, let's go drink tonight!"

He shouted.

The boys around me were all extremely excited, clamoring that they would not come home until they got drunk tonight.

A group of people walked out of this residential building, but after just a few steps they were blocked by someone.

"Take out the money you just robbed!"

Ye Fantian stretched out his hand towards these ruffians.

"Cao, is this a bastard that jumped out of a crack in some rock... Get out of here, or I'll kill you!"

The tattooed man yelled.

"I am your father...I am the father of you bastards. I really regret giving birth to you little bastards. I even robbed the disabled of their money. What you have is not a face, but a fucking ass!"

Ye Fantian was not polite either.

This group of gangsters were completely angry. Before the tattooed man could speak, a thin yellow man as thin as a bamboo pole rushed towards Ye Fantian.

Ye Fantian raised his hand and gave him a big slap.

He really didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of breaking the thin yellow-haired monkey's neck with a slap.

"Snapped!"

Xiao Huangmao felt as if he had been hit on the head by a speeding train. He was whipped around in a circle and then fell into a ditch on the side of the road.

This scene calmed the gangsters in front of them, and for a while no one dared to take action again.

"Go on, I'm going to teach you idiots a lesson today!"

Ye Fantian raised his fingers at the tattooed man.

"Damn it, come with me!"

The tattooed man cursed fiercely.

He was the first to rush forward. When the younger brothers around him saw it, they also rushed forward one by one.

Ye Fantian refused to accept anyone who came, and he didn't do anything else but slap him. For a moment, the alley sounded like New Year's firecrackers.

"Snapped!"

Ye Fantian slapped the tattooed man on the face.

"Is it in vain that you have such a rough face and become a gangster instead of doing business?" he said in a serious tone.

The tattooed man roared and raised his fist to try to attack Ye Fantian.

Ye Fantian lightly moved his hand and pulled the tattooed man's fist aside. The current state of the two of them was really like a father lecturing his son.

"Snapped!"

Another big slap.

"When you are a gangster, you have to have some bottom line. You rob a mute girl of her money? Are you still a human being? Even though I am a big devil, I don't mind doing this kind of thing!"

Ye Fantian continues education.

The tattooed man's eyes were red. After the bastard in front of him knocked down his younger brother, he went to deal with himself. He was surrounded by a group of younger brothers covering their faces and being slapped. This kind of embarrassment really drove him crazy.

"I'll kill you!"

he shouted.

He took out a dagger from his pocket and stabbed Ye Fantian without looking.

Ye Fantian slapped him again, sending the dagger flying away.

"You have such little ability and you still want to kill someone? I can crush you to death with my little finger. How about you kill someone and let me see? Besides committing suicide, who else can you kill?"

He continued to insult the tattooed man and ruthlessly trampled on his self-esteem.

The tattooed man burst into tears.

He is not a fool. The other party is obviously a practicing master. His seven or eight younger brothers are not enough for him to deal with. He is powerless to resist.

Ye Fantian grabbed the tattooed man's clothes and picked him up.

This scene fell into the eyes of the tattooed man's group of younger brothers, and their faces turned pale with fright. This tattooed man also weighs 1,780 pounds!

"How does it feel to be bullied but there is nothing you can do about it? Does it feel good? Do you feel like you are a waste? You can't do anything but bully women?"

"Hey, why is a grown man still crying? Do you hate me very much? Hate me more...let me feel good too!"

Ye Fantian said arrogantly towards the tattooed man's forehead.

The next second he let go, and the tattooed man was thrown aside like a rag.

"Keep the money and get out... If you are not convinced, just come to me, this is my phone number... You are welcome to continue looking for excitement!"

Ye Fantian dug into his pocket, took out a handwritten business card and stuffed it into the tattooed man's mouth.

The tattooed man watched with tears streaming down his face as the money he got was taken away again, and he let out a whimpering sound from his mouth.

When the boys saw it, they hurriedly dragged the tattooed man away.

Ye Fantian took the money and returned to the house. The noise outside just now did not affect the quietness inside the house at all. The little mute girl could not hear the noise.

There were only faint sounds of sobbing in the residence.

The little mute girl lowered her head and cried. Suddenly she felt her chin being lifted up, and a young face appeared in front of her again.

"Stop crying, take the money...those ruffians don't dare to come again!"

Ye Fantian said.

The little mute girl looked at Ye Fantian in surprise. After she saw the money in Ye Fantian's hand, she hurriedly held the money in her arms.

"Hey, are you more greedy than me?"

Ye Fantian said with a smile.

The little mute girl looked at Ye Fantian with confusion. She wrote three words on the ground with a stone, "Nuan Nuan".

"Nuan Nuan? Your name? I remember it!"
Chapter completed!