Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 682: Little Mustache’s Tactics_1

Chapter 682: Chapter 682: Little Mustache’s Tactics_1

A house, plus five hundred thousand in cash.

Old Lady Luo’s demand was utterly ridiculous. Not only did Yang Meifeng refuse, but even Luo Shanchuan shook his head and rejected it outright, "Mom, that’s impossible!"

"The down payment and loan for that house were both handled by us, the property belongs to us, there’s no way we’re giving it to you."

"As for the five hundred thousand, that’s even less likely!"

Yang Meifeng couldn’t be bothered to argue any longer with the old lady. She casually grabbed a broom and stood in front of Old Lady Luo and the others, yelling, "Get out!"

"If you have the guts, then kill me!"

The old lady puffed out her chest, as fearless as a pig being immune to scalding water, "Today, you either let me live in this villa or you transfer the old house to me and add another five hundred thousand in cash!"

"Otherwise, I’m staying right here today and not leaving!"

Luo Yuantu nodded and pushed the wheelchair forward, saying, "Right, we’re not leaving!"

Although Luo Xuanran and Luo Zitong looked down on their grandmother’s behavior, the thought of living in those cramped subsidized housing units made them glance at each other, and then they chimed in, "Right, if you don’t let us stay, then we’re not leaving."

"Daddy, Chen Chen is hungry."

Just at that moment, Mo Xiaochen came over with a pout, saying, "Can we go in and eat hairy crabs? Chen Chen really wants to eat them."

At the mention of hairy crabs, Old Lady Luo and the others’ stomachs grumbled again.

Especially Old Lady Luo, who from time to time raised her head and sniffed, as if she wished she could just rush in and grab a few to start eating.

"Mmm, Chen Chen is good, daddy will peel them for you to eat in a moment."

Mo Han tenderly stroked his daughter’s head. Then his expression turned cold, and he squinted at Old Lady Luo, speaking in a chilling tone, "I’ll ask you one last time, are you leaving, or not?"

With Mo Han’s words, the atmosphere in the yard suddenly turned several degrees colder.

Luo Xuanran, who had been beaten by Mo Han before, already had a shadow cast by him. He swallowed and involuntarily stepped back.

Luo Zitong looked at Luo Ning with a complex expression, thinking if only she had known this would happen, she would not have opposed her cousin.

Luo Yuantu was also a bit afraid of Mo Han, but considering they had no one else to rely on, if not for Luo Shanchuan and his family, who else could they turn to?

So he steeled himself and said, "Mo Han, don’t be angry, we’re not here to make trouble, we’ve come to talk."

"Right now, we really have nowhere to live. Look at the upscale villa you’re living in. Since Shan Chuan’s house is empty anyway, why not just let us have it?"

"If fifty thousand is too much, then just give us thirty or forty thousand to help us through this tough time..."

Mo Han chuckled coldly, "Luo Yuantu, you wish! That old house was bought by my father-in-law with great difficulty, how could we possibly let you live there for free!"

"Since you refuse to leave, then don’t blame me!"

That said, he took out his phone, sent out a message, and then called property management to complain.

Quickly, in less than five minutes, the security team of Borui Villa arrived at Borui No. 1 on electric carts.

Ding-dong, the bell rang outside the courtyard, and four security guards walked in.

The lead security guard with a small mustache spoke up, "Mister Mo, hello, who has trespassed into your residence?"

"Them!"

Mo Han pointed at Old Lady Luo and her group, speaking blandly, "Please get these people out."

"Okay!"

The mustachioed guard nodded and approached Old Lady Luo and the others, saying coldly, "Old lady, please leave, this is a private residence!"

"What kind of nonsense private residence!"

Old Lady Luo pointed at Luo Shanchuan and said, "I’m his mother, he is the one driving me out!"

The mustachioed guard was taken aback and looked at Mo Han, who said indifferently, "I am the owner here, without my permission, no one is allowed in. Don’t your property management understand this simple fact?"

"We understand, we understand!"

Those who could live in Borui Villa were wealthy and prestigious, and the security guards didn’t dare to offend them.

Hearing Mo Han’s words, the mustachioed guard quickly nodded, waved his right hand, and the three other guards swarmed around the old lady, "Old lady, please cooperate with our work!"

"I just won’t leave! Let’s see what you can do to me!" the old lady defiantly sat on the ground and continued to make a scene.

The mustachioed guard coldly smiled, pulled out a wallet from his pocket, and threw it in front of the old lady.

The old lady, confused, was wondering what was going on when she heard the mustachioed guard’s voice, "Hey, where’s my wallet? Who stole my wallet?"

A chubby guard next to him caught on and spoke, "Wen brother, it was this old lady, I saw it with my own eyes, she stole your wallet!"

"What? You’ve got some nerve, daring to steal in Borui Villa!"

The mustachioed guard feigned anger, "Take her away, parade her around Borui Villa and the neighborhood, then drag her to the police station!"

"Okay!"

The three guards nodded, took a rope, and tied up Old Lady Luo.

The mustachioed guard sneered, turning to Luo Yuantu and the others, "Tell me, are you accomplices?"