The old man tremblingly produced the medal.
He wanted to prove he wasn't that kind of petty person.
Upon seeing it, the two young men raised their hands and slapped it to the ground.
"Old man, you think you can trick us with two plastic toys? Do you think we're idiots!"
"Exactly!"
"How dare you, old man, still try to argue!"
"Do you want to die!"
Immediately, the two young men attacked the old man again.
Fists and kicks rained down.
The old man lost his footing and fell to the ground, his old face contorted in pain.
It… it hurt so much!
But even so, he crawled towards the medal, picked it up, as if holding a priceless treasure.
He said, "You don't understand, but the army cannot be without them!"
"They are our honor!"
Still honor?
The two young men laughed, "Old man, were you invited by monkeys to be a clown? You talk about honor, are you trying to make us die laughing?"
"Hahaha, where did this old dog come from, you're too funny!"
"Who isn't!"
"Putting on a great show of being a fool!"
Curses rained down…
At this moment, the ignorant onlookers also chimed in.
"It looks like he's just an old swindler!"
"That's right, that's what I thought too!"
"Besides, what old hero would take out their medals to buy things? Hmph… I've already come to a conclusion, and that is that he's a fraud!"
"This old man must be a fraud!"
Thus, a vulnerable old man found himself the target of everyone's scorn.
He became an object of universal condemnation.
Seeing this, Chen Fan couldn't stand it anymore. He pushed through the crowd, "So many of you are scolding an old man, what? Do you feel like you exist?"
He stepped forward.
Most of the surrounding onlookers showed disdain on their faces.
"Heh heh… here comes another guy trying to show off, right!"
"No need to say, it must be!"
"Hahaha, in this day and age, someone still foolishly steps out to play the hero? What? Do you think you're definitely right?"
"Are you here to be funny!"
Chen Fan ignored these voices.
He walked up to the old man.
Preparing to help him up.
At this moment, one of the young men spoke, "Hey hey hey… what are you doing? Did we tell him to get up?"
"Yeah, stop being a busybody!"
"Be careful, we might deal with you too!"
Chen Fan remained unmoved and looked at the old man, "Sir, are you telling the truth?"
The old man nodded, "Yes… absolutely! I would never lie in my life!"
"Good!"
Seeing the old man's expression, Chen Fan didn't think he was lying.
On the other hand, the two young men looked like uneducated brutes.
Then, the two young men started again, "Kid, what the hell do you think you're doing? If you meddle any further, we'll cripple you!"
"Damn…"
One of them charged forward.
His movements were exaggerated.
He wanted to punch Chen Fan hard, but Chen Fan didn't give him the chance.
With a snap, he easily grabbed it.
Applying force in his palm, after a moment, the young man felt an unprecedented pain.
He gritted his teeth in agony.
"Ah ah ah…"
"You dare to lay hands on me, are you tired of living?"
"It hurts, it hurts, stop squeezing, if you keep squeezing, it'll break!"
Seeing this, the other one, enraged, rushed forward, using almost the same method.
Chen Fan sneered, lifted his leg, and delivered a kick, sending him kneeling on the ground…