At this time, the aunt looked at Old Dutou, sighed and said: "Old Dutou, just bear with it, you can't resist them."

Old Dutou suddenly laughed: "Sister, I've been advised to eat enough and I'll pay for it."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the house. He didn't have much time and came out with a wad of money.

Huang Mao rushed over, took the money with his hands, counted it, and then nodded with satisfaction: "You are sensible, but I would like to remind you, prepare the money for next month in advance, and don't be verbose then, otherwise,

Be careful if your kennel catches fire, haha..."

Several people laughed, took the money and left with satisfaction.

Old Dutou looked at the backs of several people and murmured: "My money, Dewey, is not easy to get..."

The aunt asked in confusion: "Old Dutou, what did you say?"

Old Dutou smiled and said: "Nothing, big sister, I'm going out to eat something, you greet me first."

After saying that, he turned around and walked outside.

...

In a nearby alley, four tattooed men were walking forward, talking and laughing.

Huang Mao looked at the tattooed man and said with a smile: "Boss, this old Dutou is really sensible. I think I have to give him more money next month. I think I have to charge him seven thousand."

The tattooed man also laughed and said: "Brother, you are right, this old guy is really obedient, and the money is really easy to get. I must give him some more next month."

The other two yellow hairs also burst out laughing.

But as soon as they finished speaking, a calm voice sounded from the other side: "My money is easy to get? You are overthinking it!"

"Who is it?" Several people were startled and quickly looked forward, only to see an old man standing in front of them.

When several people saw the man clearly, they couldn't help laughing.

It was Lao Dutou.

Huang Mao looked at Old Dutou, laughed loudly and said: "Hey, Old Dutou, what are you doing, do you still want to continue sending us money?"

Old Dutou chuckled and said, "I wanted to give you money, but unfortunately, you don't have the life to spend it!"

When Huang Mao heard this, he suddenly became furious: "Old man, you dare to disrespect us. Do you want to die?"

The tattooed man chuckled: "What are you talking about with him? Let me deal with him. Some people, if you don't scare them, they won't be honest."

Huang Mao agreed, picked up the guy, and the other two Huang Mao, and rushed towards Lao Dutou, "Old guy, stay here."

After saying that, he arrived in front of Old Dutou, holding the steel pipe in his hand, and greeted Old Dutou.

The tattooed man behind looked at Old Dutou, curled his lips and said: "It would be nice to just spend money to eliminate disasters, but you still want to provoke us. If you don't deal with you, you won't know how powerful we are...

..”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lao Dutou flicking three fingers on his right hand. The next moment, three yellow-haired men lay on the ground with a thud, hugging their legs and screaming miserably: "Oh, my legs, my legs.

....."

The tattooed man was horrified to see that the legs of the three people were bent at strange angles, and it was obvious that the knees had been broken.

"You, why are you so powerful?" The tattooed man looked at Lao Dutou and was so shocked that his eyes nearly popped out.

With just a snap of their fingers, three young men lost a leg. What about magic?


Chapter completed!