"Beep beep beep..."
Two loud car horns rang out, followed by two vans rushing out from around the corner.
"Sizzle..."
Both cars braked simultaneously, drifting perfectly to a stop in front of He Qiang and Mo Ran, blocking the five burly men who were approaching.
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"Hmm~, the time is just right, not too much, not too little."
Looking at the two vans parked in front, Mo Ran spoke calmly as if she had expected it.
"Mr. Mo, did you call all of these people?"
He Qiang turned his head in shock, only to be met with a "guess what?" expression from Mo Ran.
"Splash... splash..."
All the doors of the two vans were opened, and more than 20 people got out of them.
The leader was a burly man wearing a down jacket, his massive frame making the jacket look incredibly bloated.
Meng Tian took two steps at a time, passing He Qiang and quickly arriving at Mo Ran's side, a bright smile instantly spreading across his face.
"Hahaha... It must be you, sir, who summoned us here. What are your orders?"
Mo Ran raised an eyebrow, finding Meng Tian's reaction quite interesting.
"You have an interesting eye; you recognized me right away."
"Of course, sir. Your temperament is so outstanding that the boy in front of me is incomparable. I recognized you at a glance."
After Meng Tian finished speaking, He Qiang, who was standing in front, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.
He Qiang: Thank you, I was offended.
"No need to call me sir. My surname is Mo. You can decide what to call me. I only have one request: please ask the five people inside those iron bars to leave this place."
Mo Ran's gaze fell on the five people in front of her, a mocking smile that seemed to have no meaning.
"Understood, Young Master Mo! I'll immediately have my brothers properly 'invite' them out."
After Meng Tian finished speaking, he turned around and started walking towards the door. His smiling face instantly turned into a fierce expression.
One by one, the henchmen followed, each holding a long towel. These towels were all specially made for car washing and were extremely long.
The towels were rolled into long strips and secured with rope to prevent them from unraveling. At this moment, all the towels were soaked with water, and water droplets were constantly dripping from them.
"What are you doing! What do you think you're doing? Get out of my way right now and don't come any closer!"
As more than 20 people approached, the five people behind the iron bars panicked instantly.
"Sweetie, you want to fight, huh! You two go and close the door, the rest of you come with me and grab your weapons!"
The bald, burly man roared and charged with the two men toward a pile of rubble nearby.
The two who remained immediately snapped out of their daze, rushed toward the iron gate, and began to push it up with all their might.
"Click-clack..." "Bang..."
Before the iron gate was even fully closed, it was grabbed tightly by several of Meng Tian's henchmen.
The rest of the people rushed in, brandishing their towels and lashing out at the two men.
"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap..."
"Ouch! That hurts!"
"Hey, what kind of person hits someone with a towel?!"
A towel is very soft, but a towel that's wet is a different story.
Now, the wet towels in everyone's hands are like batons, hitting the two of them hard one after another.
One person's face was slapped hard with a towel, and the area that was hit turned bright red instantly, showing how strong the blow was.
But the next second, the man covered his face with both hands and screamed in agony.
"Aaaaaah! What kind of madness is this?! Soaking a sweet towel in beer! Is this something a human would do?! Aaaaah... my eyes!"
The two were instantly beaten and fled in panic, curling up on the ground and desperately protecting their heads with their hands.
Upon seeing this, the group of henchmen stopped and several of them immediately stepped forward and pinned the two men to the ground.
"Hey! Which guy soaked a towel in beer? Can't he even be considered human? Look at how spicy this guy is!"
Looking at the guy lying on the ground, eyes closed, howling in pain, Meng Tian felt a pang of pity.
"Uh... haha, it's... it's me, Brother Meng. The main problem is that I didn't bring enough water, and it all ran out by the time it was my turn."
"I happened to find an unopened bottle of beer in the armrest box of the car. I figured it was all liquid and could soak a towel, so I didn't think too much about it and just used it."
The speaker was a henchman, who was holding a towel that smelled of beer and stood there looking embarrassed.
Seeing this, Meng Tian was speechless, holding his head with one hand, full of helplessness.
"Hey you... go and take one of those two guys who are holding people down. You go and hold people down from the back. Don't go to the front to fight, or you'll accidentally hurt the other guys too."
Meng Tian waved his hand helplessly, and the underling immediately grabbed a towel and went to replace the person pressing down on him.
"Sweet! Come on, if you've got the guts, come on sweet, and I'll beat you to death with a bunch of sticks!"
Seeing his two underlings being pinned to the ground and howling in pain, the bald, burly man was furious.
The three bald, burly men each held a steel pipe more than two meters long, and were pointing at the crowd with menacing expressions.
Instead of retreating, the crowd advanced, gradually closing in on the three bald, burly men.
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