Douluo: You call this a toy

"Mu Hui, everyone calls him Brother Hui. As long as he is mentioned, everyone in Nanzhou will know about him."

The main reason why Brother Meng said this was to frighten Yang Fan and make him afraid, so that he would not dare to blackmail him or go to Mu Hui.

"I haven't heard of it. You call him and ask him to come."

Yang Fan was not stupid enough to go to someone else's territory and throw himself into a trap. ?

Seeing that he didn't take the bait, Brother Meng added: "It was Brother Duhui who ordered me to cause trouble in the clinic and destroy the store. I am just a little follower. There is nothing I can do except obey the orders."

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed, "Did he instruct you to smash the store?"

"If Brother Hui doesn't give orders, I won't dare."

Yang Fan knew in his heart that if Mu Hui was not dealt with, he would not stop in the future. With a decision in his heart, he took out the silver needle.

"Take me to see him."

Brother Meng felt that he could move again. He hurriedly slid out of bed, grabbed his clothes and was about to put them on when he remembered that he couldn't move his right arm.

Yang Fan glanced at his big underpants and saw a wet spot on the bed. He couldn't help but show contempt. Isn't it cruel?He was so frightened that he peeed and grabbed his arm to reset it.

"Thank you."

Brother Meng had just put on his clothes and thanked him, and his newly repositioned arm was removed again.

"Let's go."

Yang Fan couldn't believe in planting people to prevent him from playing tricks, so he didn't do it.

When they came outside, there was no one in the corridor, and all the doors were closed. It seemed that no one knew what happened here. Brother Meng breathed a sigh of relief, went down to the first floor to pay the bill, and left in a hurry with Yang Fan.

Sitting in the car, Brother Meng acted very calm, but in his heart he was thinking about how to retaliate against him later. He would break his legs and wait until he peed like he did.

Halfway through, Brother Meng made a phone call and asked the driver to go to Lanmei KTV. This is one of the best KTVs in Nanzhou. The driver has been driving sports cars for many years and can touch it even if he closes his eyes.

After a short time, they arrived at the downstairs of Lanmei KTV. Brother Meng got out of the car, and Yang Fan put a hand on his shoulder, taking a liking to the two brothers who were very good friends.

There were not many people in this place. When the security guard at the door saw Brother Meng, he greeted him. Brother Meng smiled and nodded. When the two entered the lobby, one of the security guards whispered: "The kid next to Brother Meng looks strange, and he is fierce." My arms are hanging down, is there something wrong?"

"If there is any problem, please stand our guard and don't worry about things that shouldn't be yours."

As for what the security guard thought, Yang Fan didn't know. At this moment, he and Brother Meng were sitting in the special elevator and climbing up.

"We'll be there soon. Can you reset your arm for me?"

"Wait until I get the money."

Yang Fan would not be fooled by him. This was his territory, so he had to be careful.

Damn it, grandma, I will ask you to kneel down and beg me later. Brother Meng is secretly angry.

After getting out of the elevator, he took Yang Fan into a room.

There was a man sitting in the room, and two cold men stood behind him, looking at Yang Fan coldly.

Seeing this man, Brother Meng waved his arms as if he were seeing his biological father and ran over in a hurry.

"Brother Hui, please save me. His methods were too cruel. My arm was unloaded and unloaded, and I passed out several times. I only damaged a small part of his clinic. He wants me to pay 1000 million, you Make the decision for me."

The Hui brother in Meng's mouth, Mu Hui, slowly turned his face, his eyes were like sharp knives, and said coldly: "Why don't you give him 1000 million and that's the end of it."

"I, even I can't afford that much money."

"Then throw up!"

Sensing the murderous look in Mu Hui's eyes, Brother Meng was so frightened that he knelt down.

Mu Hui turned his eyes to Yang Fan and sneered, "Do you know who is kneeling in front of me? How dare you hit him? I think you have some backbone. How much money can you make by opening a clinic? Come hang out with me from now on."

"Brother Hui——."

Brother Meng was shocked, he was almost beaten to death, he didn't help him to vent his anger, and even tried to solicit ideas, which was quite dissatisfying.

Mu Hui glared at Brother Meng and looked at Yang Fan, waiting for a reply.

"I'm here to make compensation. Stop talking nonsense."

This guy was the mastermind behind the smashing of the medical clinic. Yang Fan wanted to beat him up, how could he mess with him, let alone come to get money.

Mu Hui's pupils shrank, "Since I don't know how to express myself, I have to change my approach."

After finishing speaking, a man jumped out from behind Mu Hui and shouted: "Seeking death."

The powerful punch rushed over, and the target was Yang Fan's eyes. Yang Fan turned slightly sideways, his fist brushed his ear, and he fired a straight punch, which flew out and hit the table. On the table, everything on the table was shaken.

And if Brother Meng hadn't been able to dodge quickly, he would surely have suffered disaster. Now, he was hiding in the corner and shivering to avoid harming himself.

Watching the things on the table rolling down, the bodyguard rubbed his chest, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent. If he didn't take down the kid in front of him, how could he be reused by the boss in the future.

With an angry shout, Yang Fan flew forward and kicked. Yang Fan lightly grabbed his ankle and pushed it behind him, raising his knees high. His screams almost shattered the windows.

Brother Meng in the corner tightened his legs inexplicably, thinking that he was probably going to be scrapped.

Mu Hui watched his bodyguard rolling on the floor with his crotch covered. He couldn't help but put his hand into the drawer. The bodyguard couldn't pass a single move in front of others. He must be so strong. He had never seen such terrifying skills. However, when he thought about the iron knot in his hand, he became extremely calm again. The bodyguard behind him was about to take action, but he stopped him.

"My friend, may I ask your name? I've never seen you before."

Mu Hui is not afraid of Yang Fan, but cares about his background.

"You sent people to destroy my medical clinic. You will be responsible for the loss. After paying the money, we can talk about other things."

Yang Fan came to the table, pressed his hands on the table, and glared at Mu Hui.

"Oh, how many do you want?"

The next moment, a pistol was pressed against Yang Fan's head.

He didn't expect that Mu Hui had a gun in his hand, and it was too late when he wanted to hide.

"Brother Hui, take off one of his arms first and let him experience the feeling of life being worse than death. Let him experience the feeling of peeing in fear!"

Brother Meng now regained his energy, walked to Yang Fan's side in a few steps, raised his fist and was about to hit him.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fan moved, turned his head suddenly, and grabbed the wrist holding the gun. The gun went off. It did not hurt Yang Fan, but it shot through Brother Meng's collarbone.

"You really dare to shoot."

Yang Fan exerted force on his hand, causing Mu Hui to feel pain. The pistol fell and was grabbed by Yang Fan. Before Mu Hui could make a sound of pain, his head was hit by the butt of the gun, and blood immediately overflowed and flowed down his cheek.

"Help, I'm dying."

Brother Meng, who was shot, was so frightened that he screamed.

"what do you want?"

Now that the gun was in Yang Fan's hands, no one dared to act rashly. Mu Hui regretted not shooting him directly.

"You should know better than me what the consequences will be if I call the police for smashing up my hospital, illegally possessing firearms, and intentionally injuring others."

Yang Fan looked at Mu Hui and continued: "I just want my losses back."

"How much? I'll transfer it to you right away."

Mu Hui understands better than anyone that a good man should not take advantage of his immediate situation. As long as he keeps his head, he can take revenge on the kid in front of him at any time, even if he escapes to the end of the world, he will be killed.

Yang Fan thought for a moment and said, "I'm not blackmailing anyone. If you add one yuan to all losses, you can give me 500 million."

"No problem, tell me the card number."

As Mu Hui made the call and reported the card number, not long after, Yang Fan received the payment information.

"Is it alright now?"

Mu Hui asked, covering the wound on his head.

"No, write me another compensation agreement."