Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 273: One Against Five? No, One Against Fifty!_1

Chapter 273: Chapter 273: One Against Five? No, One Against Fifty!_1

"I’m selling!"

"No, I’m giving it to you for free!"

"Mo Han, for the sake of the time I helped Chen Chen, I beg you, please save me!"

"These people want to see me dead, wuwu..."

Zhang Hao had seen Mo Han in action and knew that Mo Han was certainly not afraid of these youngsters.

And now, apart from Mo Han, there was really no one who could help him.

As for dignity, compared to having a certain vital part of his body cut off, it seemed utterly trivial at that moment.

"Give it to me for free?"

Mo Han pretended to make it difficult, "That doesn’t seem right, you are also in business, if you give it to me for free, how will you make any money? That seems like a loss..."

"Not a loss, no loss at all."

Zhang Hao felt his head ache, damn, paying 20 bucks for a pressure cooker, what’s the difference between that and giving it away?

But at that moment, he couldn’t care less; he was just afraid that Mo Han wouldn’t agree. He quickly raised his head, shivering as he glanced beside him and said falteringly, "Mo Han, I know I was wrong in the past for being a toad lusting after a swan, longing for Luo Ning. I was wrong, please save me!"

"I promise, I’ll never bother Luo Ning again..."

"Wuwuwu..."

As he spoke, Zhang Hao actually started to sob uncontrollably.

Da Fei with the blonde hair frowned and said displeased, "Huh? It seems you really do know this son of a bitch!"

"You bastard, I advise you not to meddle or else you’ll get killed!"

Meanwhile, he resorted to his old trick, waving his baseball bat menacingly.

Previously, he had used it to scare off plenty of onlookers.

But this time, he had failed.

Mo Han didn’t even move, and he didn’t even bother to give them a glance.

Contempt!

Naked contempt!

To Mo Han, this group of 17- or 18-year-old punks was simply not a matter of concern.

"Big Brother Da Fei, this guy is so arrogant," Xiao Mei, the tattooed girl beside him, couldn’t help but speak up, "He’s not taking you seriously at all."

Seeing that the other side was ignoring him and his girlfriend Xiao Mei was adding fuel to the fire, Da Fei was completely enraged, "Fuck! Too arrogant! Bros, get him!"

Upon hearing Big Brother Da Fei’s command, the little punks didn’t hesitate to smirk and grab their baseball bats, encircling Mo Han.

"Uncle, you could’ve messed with anyone, but you had to provoke Big Brother Da Fei, and now you’re going to suffer, huh!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, this guy’s a fool. What, you think you can challenge all of us by yourself? Who do you think you are, Ye Wen or Huo Yuanjia?"

"What do you think, is this guy insane? Otherwise, why didn’t he run when he saw us?"

Mo Han completely ignored the noises coming from the gangsters. He shook his head and let out a wry smile.

He had been there all along and knew that the incident had started because of Zhang Hao, who, despite his fallen state, had still tried to pull a stunt like this.

However, Zhang Hao did have a point. At the time when Chen Chen was sick, though Zhang Hao had ulterior motives concerning Ning’er, he did do some things for Chen Chen.

Forget it, let’s consider this repaying a favor.

He lifted his head, his gaze swept over the surrounding people, and he said coldly, "Get lost!"

"Wow, fat and still panting! Bros, hit him!"

A hot-headed punk charged at him first, aiming his baseball bat at Mo Han’s arm and swinging it with all his might.

His plan was simple: break one of the guy’s arms first and then talk.

Smack!

The baseball bat swung down, but it didn’t hit Mo Han.

Mo Han had grabbed the baseball bat with one hand.

He grunted disdainfully through his nose and flicked his wrist.

Crack!

The aggressive punk screamed miserably and immediately started rolling on the ground, holding his arm in pain.

"No wonder he’s so cocky, turns out he’s a martial artist!"

Da Fei sneered and shouted, "Guys, group up, take him down!"

"Right!"

The remaining four or five minions responded at once, converging from all directions.

With those people not watching anymore, Zhang Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Mo Han with a complicated expression.

There was anger, gratitude, shame, and helplessness.

If possible, he really wished Mo Han and this gang would both come out worse for wear, but having seen Mo Han’s skill, he knew that these punks were nowhere near a match for him.

Seeing hope in Zhang Hao’s eyes, Xiao Mei, who almost lost her virtue the previous night, crossed her arms and scoffed, "What? Uncle, do you really think your friend can fight five people with his bare hands?"

"Heh..."

Zhang Hao shook his head, whether in self-mockery or mockery of others.

"He and I are not friends; if there really is a relationship, I guess it’s mostly enmity."

"As for whether he can take on five, little sister, I can tell you for sure, not five, fifty wouldn’t be a problem either!"

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Xiao Mei clicked her tongue repeatedly, "Uncle, what bullshit are you spouting? Fifty? Why don’t you say that this loser can take on five hundred, five thousand even..."

Just as Xiao Mei continued to speak, banging sounds suddenly came to her ears.

She instinctively turned around, and was immediately stunned.

"What the hell?!!"

Before her eyes, Da Fei and the others who had been waving their baseball bats were all knocked to the ground, each clutching their stomachs, howling in pain.

The only one standing was the loser she had just mentioned...

How could this be!!!

How long had it been, no more than ten seconds, right?

Big Brother Da Fei and his five guys couldn’t take down this damned loser?