KO One 2: My Sister is Lei Ting

"Come on, take a look, these are delicious wontons!"

"Bobo chicken, Bobo chicken, delicious and beautiful Bobo chicken!"

On the crowded street, Jin Baosan brought Fang Mo to a stall selling red oil wontons. The sign on the stall read "Ultimate Red Oil Wontons".

"Brother Mo, tell us what you want to eat and what you want to play. We are regulars here!" Jin Baosan patted his chest proudly, turned around and asked the boss for a serving of wonton.

In addition to the Ultimate Red Oil Wonton, there are also stalls around with signs such as [Ultimate Bo Zai Gao], [Ultimate BBQ], [Ultimate Bo Bo Chicken], and [Ultimate Tea Eggs].

This is the ultimate street.

Ultimate Street is actually just an ordinary food street.

Because Ultimate Class One is so famous, they borrowed this name to, on the one hand, enhance their own fame, and on the other hand, to deter some villains.

As a member of the Ultimate Class, Jin Bao San may not have a high status in the class, but he is quite popular outside.

Just like the disciples of a big sect in the martial arts world who take advantage of the power of others!

Facing the red oil wonton handed over by Jin Bao San, Fang Mo shook his head to refuse. He glanced around, looking for the miserable and weak former student council president of Guava High School who had picked up the hand of Ares.

"I remember he was the owner of a sausage shop. He wore a face scarf and was taciturn!" Fang Mo recalled the message from his cannibalistic senior.

This poor senior was badly beaten by the eight major universities. His originally passionate and righteous character became withdrawn and untalkative, and he wears a face scarf all year round.

After scanning around, Fang Mo finally found the target and walked towards the stall with the sign "Ultimate Grilled Sausage".

Behind the stall was a young man wearing black clothes and a blue face scarf.

Seeing Fang Mo coming, the other party just nodded without saying anything.

Fang Mo paid for a sausage and said, "Boss, I heard you picked up a silver-white glove. I lost that glove. Can you give it back to me? I'll give you money!"

Fang Mo looked at the other person and spoke in a polite tone.

Hearing Fang Mo's words, Senior Canchan's body stiffened for a moment, and a dull voice rang out, "You've got the wrong person. I don't know what you're talking about!"

Fang Mo raised his eyebrows.

Senior Canchanchan said this because he had worn the Hand of Ares before and was influenced by the devil and was unwilling to let it go.

"Boss!" When Fang Mo was about to speak again, Jin Baosan's cry for help came from behind.

"Brother Mo, help!"

Fang Mo looked back and saw that Jin Bao, San Ai and Hen Zhang Chi were surrounded by a group of stall owners.

The moment Fang Mo turned around to look at Jin Bao San, the weak senior turned around and left.

When Fang Mo looked back again, Senior Canchan had already disappeared in the crowd.

"You don't want the stall anymore, really!" Fang Mo speechlessly withdrew his gaze and turned to walk towards Jin Bao San and others.

"See? He is the cousin of our Ultimate Class leader King, Mo Ge. Do you want to challenge our Ultimate Class?" Seeing Fang Mo coming, Jin Bao San put his hands on his hips and bluffed at the people around him.

When they heard the words KO One, King, and cousin, people around them showed timid expressions on their faces.

"What's going on?" Fang Mo asked with a frown.

...

"Snapped!"

"You eat without paying, and you still think you're right!"

Fang Mo slapped Jin Baosan on the back of the head and glared at him fiercely.

The reason why Jin Bao San was surrounded was because he did not pay for the red oil dumplings he had just ordered.

Jin Bao San is not without money, but he always likes to take advantage of such small things, and likes to bluff by using the name of Ultimate Class. No wonder Wang Dadong always likes to beat him.

"Brother Mo, actually, Brother Bao San was going to give the money, but he just forgot!"

"Yes, we are surrounded by people, so of course we can't give money easily, otherwise, it will be a disgrace to Ultimate Class One." Aihenzhangchi helped Jin Baosan explain.

"Is this how you gain face? You will only lose face, not gain it, by doing this!" Fang Mo snorted coldly and walked towards the stall selling red oil wontons.

When the wonton shop owner saw Fang Mo coming, his heart sank and he forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.

"Boss, don't get me wrong, I'm here to pay and apologize on their behalf, I'm really sorry!" Fang Mo took out the money and handed it to the wonton boss.

Seeing that Fang Mo was not here to cause trouble, the wonton boss felt relieved.

"No, no, just consider it my treat!" The boss smiled and waved his hand without taking it.

"It's only natural to pay for food!" Fang Mo put the money directly on the wonton stall, then turned around and pointed to the sausage stall.

"By the way, boss, do you know where the owner of the sausage stand lives? I just ate a sausage and haven't paid yet, but in the blink of an eye, the boss disappeared!"

The boss of the wonton shop looked at him and shook his head. "That guy is weird. He never takes the initiative to talk to us. Maybe he went to the bathroom. If you don't want to wait, just put the money on his stall!"

The wonton boss curled his lips, obviously not having a good impression of the cannibalistic senior.

Such people who are not gregarious have never been popular.

"The manager of this street doesn't know either?" Fang Mo asked again.

"Hey, there is no administrator here. If there was, we wouldn't have given it such a name." The wonton boss laughed awkwardly.

Having an administrator means paying management fees.

Those who set up stalls here are those who don't want to pay management fees.

If we really want to talk about administrators, these stall owners are the administrators.

"Thank you!" Upon hearing this, Fang Mo didn't ask any more questions and walked towards Jin Bao San.

Since I can't ask here, I'll start with the other person's real name.

As an old friend for ten years, Jin Bao San should know the other party's real name.

If we don't know what to do, then Jin Bao and the other two will have to wait here.

Who made them cause Fang Mo to lose his target?

...

"Brother Mo, is that sausage shop owner really Senior Zhanchan?"

Jin Baosan brought Fang Mo to a small building.

It has to be said that Jin Baosan's intelligence ability is really not to be underestimated. Fang Mo only mentioned the Canchanchan incident, but this guy actually found out the other party's real name and address.

Senior Canchanchan’s real name is Hao Zhengyi. He was the previous student union president of Guava High School, one year older than Qiu Qiu and the others.

At that time, Lei Ting had not yet transferred to Guava High School. Without the protection of Wang Dadong and others, Guava High School became the target of bullying by everyone.

When the eight major universities invaded, Hao Zhengyi stepped forward. As a result, he was beaten badly and disappeared from Guava High School.

"Well, okay, you guys go home, I can go there by myself from now on!" Fang Mo nodded and walked into the small building.

"Brother Bao San, shall we go?" Aihen looked at Jin Bao San.

"Why are you leaving? Aren't you curious about why Brother Mo is looking for Senior Canchan?"

"Come on, follow me in and take a look!" Jin Bao San waved his hand and followed him into the small building.

Shortly after the three of them went in, the black business car that had been following Fang Mo Yitian appeared again.

"President, do you have any instructions?" The young man in black in the car answered the phone.

"Death blow?"

"Okay, got it!" The young man in black hung up the phone and turned to look at the burly men behind him.

"Did you hear everything? Get out of the car and do something!"

A group of people got off the car, holding iron bars in their hands, and walked towards the small building.