Playing as a psychopath at the beginning, teammate Kirin brother

Chapter 59 I have written down this grudge!

"What's the matter, I was taken aback." Mo Fan had already smeared a black spot on his face at this time, which looked like a mole.

Biaozi took a look at Mo Fan, he didn't pay special attention to it before, but when he took a closer look today, the mole on his face seemed to be bigger than before.

"What are you looking at, I have flowers growing on my face?" Mo Fan subconsciously turned his lower body, fearing that he would see some flaws.

"A few hooligans stopped our car to buy vegetables and didn't let us go. I thought I would pay a few hundred yuan to avoid trouble, but I didn't expect those people to make an inch of it. Tens of thousands of dollars, brothers are angry However, there was a conflict, the steel pipes and knives in those people's hands, several of us were injured and sent to the hospital, and the car was taken away by them." Biaozi said and slapped his thigh.

This is being jealous.

"Biaozi, you go to the hospital to see your brothers, I'll go find a car." Mo Fan patted Biaozi on the shoulder.

"Those people are very fierce, why don't we call the police?" Biaozi was a little scared.

"What are you afraid of? My little brother is here. You should go to the hospital quickly." Mo Fan said and gave Zhang Qilin a look.

Zhang Qilin nodded, and the two went downstairs together.

A motorcycle was parked downstairs, put on the helmet, and sped away with a bang.

"Brother, these people probably haven't gone far. They just robbed our car and wanted us to spend money to redeem it."

"It's impossible for them to set up a stall to sell vegetables!"

As Mo Fan said that, he suddenly stopped!

"Fuck, isn't that our transport vehicle?" Mo Fan raised his hand to lift the lens of the helmet up.

"What are they doing?" Mo Fan now has question marks all over his face?
Zhang Qilin glanced calmly, "Set up a stall."

"What's wrong with these people!" Mo Fan slammed the accelerator and came directly to him.

"Does the boss buy vegetables? One for two yuan, three for ten yuan!" The man with scars on his face looked at the two of them with a simple and honest smile.

Mo Fan, with a pair of eyes exposed in the helmet, stared at them, "This dish is not yours."

The scarred man's face darkened, and his eyes suddenly became fierce, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? Heh." Mo Fan parked the motorcycle.

Get out of the car, clenched his hands into fists, twisted his neck, and his joints clucked.

"Brothers, someone messed things up!" the man with the scar yelled.

Several people selling vegetables nearby immediately pulled out knives and steel pipes from the green belt.

"That's it?" Mo Fan clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes showing a chill.

Without the help of my little brother, Mo Fan cleaned up these local hooligans in two or three strokes by himself.

These people have nothing at all, they just rely on weapons to strengthen their courage, once the weapons are knocked out, they are all as cowardly as dogs.

He stepped on the face of the man with the scar, and pointed at the few people who were dying on the ground with the steel pipe.

"You little bastards, if you dare to come out to mess around just now, if you dare to make trouble in the future, I will not be so easy to talk to!" Mo Fan warned.

"I'm sorry, we were wrong, brother, please forgive us..."

"We don't dare any more."

"Leave us alone!"

Seeing how cowardly they were, Mo Fan let go of his face, and the man with the scar rolled away quickly.

After a few people ran for a long time, they looked back panting.

"Boss, that man is so powerful, he almost took me away with his fist, and I felt that he still pulled back a little bit of strength, otherwise I might really be beaten to death by his fist!"

"Yeah, look at my leg, he kicked it out."

"too strong!"

"I guess he is also a gangster, boss, let's stay away from it in the future."

The man with the scar patted the ashes on his face, and spat out aggrieved.

"I remember this grudge!"

"Boss, I think it's better to forget it. My lord doesn't suffer from immediate disadvantages. We are not his opponents at all, and the man in black next to him doesn't look simple."

"No, I have been in the society for so many years, and I have never been wronged like this. You guys hurry up and inquire about the situation of those two people!"

"But how do we inquire? They were sent to the hospital just now."

"Are you stupid!" The man with the scar jumped up and hit him on the head. "They must be short of manpower when they enter the hospital. Apply for a job. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. If you directly attack the enemy, then we won half the battle." ?”

"Boss, you mean to ask us to go to work? But didn't you say that it is a shame to go to work in the wrong way?"

"It's not work, it's trickery, you idiot!"

"Oh, I see, I will apply for the job tomorrow."

At this time, Mo Fan and Zhang Qilin came to the hospital by bicycle. After putting on their masks, they kept a low profile.

I saw a few brothers in the ward, but fortunately they were not seriously injured.

At this time, the news was playing on the TV.

"Our reporter received information from the masses. We saw a person who was suspected to be Mo Fan on Jiangbei Road. Our reporter rushed to the scene immediately. The person walking in front is indeed very similar to Mo Fan. He is wearing a hospital gown. The backpack is the same, hurry up and have a look!"

Mo Fan looked at the picture on the TV, and he was a little dumbfounded, the backpack was exactly the same.

But how is it possible?
I'm in the hospital, and I haven't worn a hospital gown for a long time.

Following the reporter's jogging, he finally caught up with the person in front of him, and the camera started to shoot with a straight face.

"It's not Mo Fan!" The reporter gasped, disappointed.

"Why are you dressed like this?"

The boy scratched his head and smiled innocently, "I'm a cosplayer, Mo Fan is my idol."

"Do you know that this has caused troubles for everyone? Now the whole country is looking for Mo Fan. Isn't your behavior just adding to our troubles?" The reporter complained angrily.

"What do you mean? Can't you wear clothes freely?" The boy was also a little angry.

"I didn't mean that, I..."

"Crazy!" The boy left cursing.

When the reporter was about to say something, a person imitating Zhang Qilin's clothes walked by, and she was speechless.

"Well, today's interview ends here." The reporter hurriedly waved at the camera.

"Master, do you know who these Mo Fan and Zhang Qilin are? Everywhere I go, I hear people looking for them." Old Gong on the hospital bed asked curiously.

"You don't know when you walk outside every day, how could I know." Mo Fan muttered, scratching the back of his head with some guilt.

Then he looked at Zhang Qilin, "Brother, do you know?"

"..." Zhang Qilin.

At this moment, Zhang Qilin squeezed his fingers nervously, he just wanted to get out of here quickly.

Still stay at ease in the unfinished building.

"Okay, take care of your wounds, Biaozi, you should work harder these days."

After explaining, Mo Fan and Zhang Qilin left the hospital.

The two were stopped by the traffic police after riding a motorcycle for more than one kilometer.

"Please show me your driver's license!"

driver license?
What the hell.

(End of this chapter)