Noble Husband At the Door novel Chapter 855

"He... He's too powerful!"

"I didn't expect that the man with the tattooed arm was only a fancy stance."

"What fancy stance? It's obvious that this person is even more powerful. If he is a flowery stance, do you dare to challenge him?"

"No, no, it's so big. He can send me to the hospital with one punch, right? How dare I do that?"

Faced with the exclamation of the crowd, Samuel walked towards the man with tattoos.

The man knew that he had kicked an iron plate. When he realized Samuel was walking towards him, his face turned pale with fright. He said, "Don't... don't come near me. Don't come near me."

"I haven't learned how to write the word 'death' yet. Don't you want to teach me?" Samuel asked with a smile.

"I won't teach you, I won't teach you, buddy. I'm wrong. " The man with tattoos didn't hesitate to admit his defeat, because he knew clearly that he would lose so badly in one move. If the fight went on, he would be the one injured.

His words made the onlookers burst into laughter. He was going to teach Samuel how to write the word '

death' just now, but now he began to admit that he was wrong. His arrogance was gone.

"Since you don't want to teach anymore, then why don't you just obediently line up?" Samuel said.

"I... I'm not eating. I'm not eating anymore." The man with the tattooed arm endured the pain and stood up. Then, he gritted his teeth and ran away quickly, not daring to stay for even a second longer.

"Okay."

Someone raised his head and applauded. Those onlookers immediately responded with thunderous applause.

"Good job, young man. This kind of rogue should be taught a lesson with his fists."

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful. I thought you were going to be beaten."

"Young man, you really helped us vent our anger. This guy cut in line every time he came. In the past, no one dared to provoke him."

Even if she saw Liam, what did the word "Old Hannigan" mean?

"Two pieces of soy milk, two pieces of fried dough sticks, how much is it?" When it was Samuel's turn, he ordered two parts and was ready to pack one for Qi

Yiyun to go home.

"You don't need to pay," the boss said with a smile.

Samuel looked at the boss in confusion and asked,' Why?"

"You just taught that person a lesson and he often came to make trouble. You can help me vent my anger. How can I take your money? If you like it, you can come here every day," the boss said.

Samuel smiled. The boss was really smart. He used a meal of soy milk and fried dough sticks every day in exchange for safety, so that the man with tattoo arm did not have the opportunity to make trouble. He was really a businessman. It seemed that he would lose money, but in fact, he had made a lot of money.

"Okay, thank you, boss."