Hong Feifan gently pushed forward with both hands, and the round-faced man staggered backwards for five or six steps before standing still.

Seeing this, the man with horse face changed his face and his right hand suddenly stretched out, trying to push Hong Feifan.

But when his right hand was pushed out, his face changed drastically and he was stunned. His right hand stretched out did not touch anything, and Hong Feifan was still standing there, as if he had not moved.

What's going on? Could it be that he was shocked? He didn't think much about it, and his right hand pushed towards Hong Feifan again, which was much faster.

This time, his right hand fell into nothing again, and even Hong Feifan's clothes were not touched.

Damn, I'm a ghost? The horse-faced man looked shocked. He took action very quickly this time, and ordinary people would never be able to avoid it. However, the person in front of him who was not tall and underdeveloped, and like a wanderer could easily avoid it. What was surprising was that he couldn't even see how the other party avoided it.

The round-faced man who had just stood firm also showed a look of surprise on his face. When he took action just now, there was obviously no one in front of him, but when did the strange man stop him? The other party's speed was too fast and his strength was not small.

The horse-faced man gritted his teeth, his right hand fisted, and he hit Hong Feifan's cheek hard. Hong Feifan sneered disdainfully, and his right hand suddenly stretched out, holding the horse-faced man's fist with lightning speed.

The horse-faced man felt a sudden heart. Before he could pull his hand back, he felt his fist tightening and his right hand was suddenly twisted by the other party.

"ah!"

The man with horse face screamed in pain, his expression was uncomfortable, and his face turned red with pain.

"Don't...don't force...then...then..."

The horse-faced man continued to shout.

Hong Feifan let go of his hand, flew up his right foot, and kicked the horse-faced man's butt.

The horse-faced man fell forward like a hungry dog ​​snatching food, and then fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the round-faced man showed a fearful look and did not dare to move forward.

Old Man Mo looked at Hong Feifan with an incredible look on his face. He never dreamed that if he hadn't seen him for a few years, Hong Feifan was so skilled.

Passers-by stopped to watch when they saw the fight, but they did not dare to get close, worried that they would affect the fish in the pond.

The horse-faced man got up from the ground and looked at the round-faced man, but he did not dare to move. Both of them realized that the ordinary man in front of him who looked like a wanderer was not simple.

"Boy, don't leave if you have the guts!" The round-faced man pointed at Hong Feifan and said viciously, while retreating.

"Boy, wait!" The horse-faced man also retreated and said, "And you, old man lame, don't let me see you in the future, otherwise you will break your other foot."

The two ran away in shame, as if they were going to bring reinforcements.

...

The place where Mr. Mo lives is less than fifty square meters, and it is an old two-story building.

Although the building is old, it belongs to Mo Laohan’s own property and his land is his. In such a metropolis where every inch of land is valuable, it is not easy to have such a small property.

This land was passed down from the ancestors of Old Man Mo, and the buildings were built more than 20 years ago. Now the old houses in the urban village have been rebuilt by others for rent. But Old Man Mo did not do that. He has no children, so it is enough to have such two-story houses for retirement.

With the help of Hong Feifan, Old Man Mo spread the pancakes and took Hong Feifan into the house.

As soon as he entered the room, Old Man Mo was busy greeting Hong Feifan, regardless of his lameness.

When Hong Feifan saw that Old Man Mo limping and hunching over, he wanted to pour water for him. His nose became sore and a warm current surged in his heart. Old Man Mo's kindness to him when he was a child immediately appeared in his mind.

He let out a gentle breath, and without thinking much, he hurriedly said to Old Man Mo: "Mober, sit and rest, don't hello to me."

"There are guests when you enter the door, let alone you are my young master. It is appropriate to pour a glass of water for you." Old Man Mo said, and he had already walked to the water dispenser.

Hong Feifan originally wanted to step forward, but after thinking about it carefully, he still sat still. Since Mober insisted on pouring water for him, if he did it himself, it might make Mober unhappy and make him feel that he was having sex with him.

"Young Master Feifan, have you practiced Kung Fu? I didn't expect you to be so good at it. If you weren't here today, I'd probably have my pancake stall smashed." Old Man Mo handed a cup of boiled water to Hong Feifan and said with a smile.

"Mow, have you forgotten? The old man once put me in a militarized civil and military school for a few years. I can still deal with those two gangsters." Hong Feifan said with a smile on his face.

Old Man Mo smiled and nodded, sat down opposite Hong Feifan, and then asked: "Where have you been in the past few years? We have no news about you, and we thought you were missing."

Hong Feifan did not say what he had done abroad in the past few years, but just casually said that he was wandering abroad.

Old Man Mo did not ask and said, "It's good to come back, don't think too much about the past."

"By the way, Mober, why did you live here alone? Did the Hong family drive you away when they see you lame?" Hong Feifan asked.

Old Man Mo quickly shook his head and said, "No, no. What Mr. Hong wants to keep me is what I insist on leaving. I am lame and I can't do anything even if I stay in the Hong family. It's better to leave."

"How come you can't do anything? You have been a housekeeper in the Hong family for so many years and have dedicated most of your life to the Hong family. The Hong family has received your care. Now that you are old and your legs are inconvenient, you should let the Hong family take care of you." Hong Feifan said seriously.

Old Man Mo waved his hand and said, "It's not that Young Master Fan is so serious. I'm also doing my duty in the Hong family. Actually, I'm doing a good life now and can do what I like."

Hong Feifan pursed his lips and said, "Well, just be happy yourself. Mober, don't sell pancakes in the future. Stay at home to enjoy your old age. You don't have to worry about money. I will support you in the future! From now on, I will be your junior, not a young master."

When Old Man Mo heard Hong Feifan say this, he was so moved that he had tears in his eyes. The young master who he once served has grown up now and does not regard himself as a servant, but treats himself as a relative.

He calmed down and said, "Young Master Fan..."

"Everyone said it, don't call me young master." Hong Feifan interrupted him.

Old Man Mo smiled slightly and said, "You don't need to support me. I have money myself. Before leaving the Hong family, Mr. Hong gave me some money, which is enough for me to spend the rest of my life."

"Then are you going to sell pancakes?" Hong Feifan said half-believingly and half-doubtedly.

"Selling pancakes is my interest. I am used to working. If I do nothing all day, I always feel uncomfortable." Old Man Mo said.

Hong Feifan nodded in understanding and no longer advised him not to work.

Hong Feifan lived in Old Man Mo's house and asked Old Man Mo not to tell others about his return, especially those in the Hong family.

Although Old Man Mo didn't understand why Hong Feifan didn't want others to know that he was back, Old Man Mo knew about Hong Feifan's frequent bullying by the Hong family before. In Hong Feifan's heart, he should still be resentful of the unpleasant things that happened in the Hong family in the past.

Old Man Mo was very happy that Hong Feifan could live here, and at the same time promised to do what Hong Feifan said.
Chapter completed!