Chapter 112 Little Yellow Hair

Huang Mao brought over twenty people, all armed.

As they prepared to smash the front desk of Bingqing Cosmetics, Chen Fan walked out with his men.

Seeing this, Huang Mao immediately said, "Stinking security guard, don't get in my way, or I'll break all your bones in minutes!"

"If you know what's good for you, get lost!"

He was wild and arrogant, completely dismissive of others.

Such arrogance even scared many of the security guards, as they were just ordinary people.

At this moment, Chen Fan spoke, "You came here to cause trouble, shouldn't you be the one to get lost?"

Huang Mao laughed and spat coldly, "You stinking security guard, how dare you boss me around? Don't you know my reputation on the streets!"

"I am Xiao Huang Mao!"

When the security guards heard the name Xiao Huang Mao, they were greatly intimidated.

"Fan... Brother Fan, this Xiao Huang Mao is a rising figure in the underworld, known for his ruthlessness!"

"We'd better not provoke him!"

They whispered amongst themselves.

Chen Fan, however, ignored their words and said coldly, "Who is this idiot, get lost quickly!"

*Buzz!*

This remark stunned everyone. They never expected Chen Fan to react like this after hearing about Xiao Huang Mao.

Xiao Huang Mao was also taken aback, but quickly became enraged, "You dog, how dare you tell me to get lost? I'd like to see how tough your mouth is today!"

"Men, smash his mouth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, over ten people rushed out aggressively, swinging their clubs.

Seeing this, the security guards were terrified and didn't want to court disaster, so they quickly retreated.

After all, they were from the underworld, and they couldn't afford to offend them.

Chen Fan, seeing them make a move, decided to fight back, confronting these men single-handedly.

Moreover, he held his own...

Ge Dashan watched this, his blood boiling. Thinking of his previous experience in the security department, an idea to atone for his mistakes formed in his mind, and he roared, "How dare you hit our Brother Fan, are you tired of living?"

"Brothers, take them down!"

With this shout, the other security guards felt it would be inappropriate not to join in.

So they decided to go all out, especially since Chen Fan was there to handle the fighting.

Huang Mao's eyes widened with rage, "A bunch of doormen, dare to make a move in front of us? Brothers, all of you, go and teach them a good lesson!"

The remaining men also rushed forward, and a brawl ensued.

Chen Fan, seeing this, kicked two men to their knees and strode towards Xiao Huang Mao.

Xiao Huang Mao, seeing Chen Fan approach, immediately pulled out a butterfly knife without a word, "You dare to charge over? Let's see how I make you bleed today, you son of a bitch!"

He then lunged with the butterfly knife.

Chen Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he calmly grabbed Xiao Huang Mao's wrist. With a slight squeeze from his palm, Xiao Huang Mao's face contorted in pain, his teeth gritting...

"Damn it!"

"You..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Fan threw Xiao Huang Mao to the ground like he was discarding trash.

*Thump!*

The sound was particularly jarring.

Xiao Huang Mao's henchmen were all stunned. Their heads were buzzing; was the security chief this strong?

This...

Chen Fan snatched the butterfly knife from Xiao Huang Mao and played with it. In no time, a dazzling display of sparks erupted from his hand, "This is how the knife should be played!"

Xiao Huang Mao was watching intently.

Suddenly, the butterfly knife was plunged into Xiao Huang Mao's thigh. An icy, piercing pain spread rapidly through him, and he screamed...

"Ah, my leg!"