At this moment, Nie Wuming glared at Fatty Dun: "Bah, if you have the ability, come here. If your grandfather Wuming doesn't abort your front teeth, I will raise you!"

"Nie Wuming, you bastard, how dare you be arrogant with me?!" Fat Dun's face was full of anger.

"Wait..." Seeing that the fat man was about to rush over with great momentum, Nie Wuming immediately said, "How about this, give me some more money. I will bring my aunt here to meet you this time. What do you think?"

"It's useless for you to bring your mother here!" Fatun picked up a stone from the ground: "If I don't beat you to death today, I'll be the one you raised."

"Why, everyone says you are a famous little bully nearby. Why can't you tell at all? What era is it, and you still have to fight me one-on-one?" Seeing the fat man big and thick, Nie Wuming hurriedly said.

As Nie Wuming finished speaking, the fat dun was slightly stunned. He didn't quite understand the meaning of Nie Wuming's words, so he asked directly: "Nie Wuming, you bastard, what do you mean?"

"What does it mean?" Nie Wuming sneered: "I have a kind of fight. What's the ability to fight alone? I can't show our identity and status at all. Let's set a time and place. If you have the ability, we will find someone to come to see who has more people, who is more awesome, and who will win. From now on, we will be a little overlord with a radius of ten miles. How about it?"

After hearing what Nie Wuming said, Fatten was silent for a moment, as if thinking.

"Hahaha, fat man, I think you can't call anyone at all. You must be very scared now, and you're so scared that you're dying. Otherwise, you kowtow to me, and that's all." Nie Wuming stared at Fat Dun and laughed coldly.

"You can fart!" Fatty Dun stared at Nie Wuming viciously: "I'm afraid of your grandfather? Haha, it's a joke. Your grandfather never cried since he was born. There was no fear in the dictionary at all. Your grandfather didn't even know how to write the word "fear"!"

"Then let's make an appointment!" Nie Wuming sneered.

"Okay, come here, let me tell you, I have twenty brothers, and I will still be here tomorrow afternoon. Whoever doesn't come is my grandson!" said Fatty.

"Okay, whoever doesn't come is the grandson." Nie Wuming nodded.

...

Not far away, Ling Miao frowned slightly. Nie Wuming actually used himself to do business and offended this little bully...

He was originally a little worried about Nie Wuming's safety, but after following him, Ling Miao found out that he was completely worried that he would not lose even if he was beaten to death by the fat man.

Not only did he do business with himself, he even made an appointment with him. He didn't know a few people at this place. Even if he knew him, no one was willing to provoke that little bully. Who could Nie Wuming find?

When he returned home, Ling Miao thought that Nie Wuming would ask for help from him or his mother, but Ling Miao did not mention a word.

...

The next day, it was the agreed time.

It's still the woods of yesterday.

The fat man indeed brought more than a dozen teenagers.

Not long after, Nie Wuming appeared in Pangdun's sight.

"Hahaha, Nie Wuming, you are such a bastard, how many people have you brought?" Fat Dun's face was full of pride.

"Oh, I'll bring someone here." Nie Wuming said.

"Take someone?" Fatty Dun was stunned and then laughed: "You are really looking for death. Come on, call out the stupid bastard you brought!"

"You can't say that... what a fool bastard, how do you curse people!" Nie Wuming said: "Don't curse people, be civilized."
Chapter completed!