Chapter Twenty-Seven: Eating Baozi

Guanghe, although he didn't publicize it, had developed an immense admiration for Ye Bufan's medical skills from the bottom of his heart."Uh..."Upon hearing his words, the expressions of everyone pre..."Ah..."

Xiao Huangmao let out a heart-wrenching scream. The force of the kick was immense, he felt like his hand was about to be crushed.

It was Ye Bufan who arrived. He happened to see these hooligans bullying his mother when he got here, and his anger flared instantly. There was no politeness left in him at all.

Mo Xigan jumped in fright. These thugs were all under Ma Jiumei's command. They ran rampant in the village and no one dared to speak a word against them.

This young man actually dares to attack his own people. Doesn't he want to live anymore

He waved his hand at the remaining two thugs: "TMD, give this kid a taste of your blood!"

The two punks' eyes gleamed with malice. They drew two short knives from their waists and charged towards Ye Bufan.

Those around suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for Ye Bufan. These young people were ruthless and not to be trifled with.

Two hooligans came before Ye Bufan and stabbed him with their daggers without hesitation.

But soon a sharp pain shot up his arm. To his astonishment, his own dagger was embedded in his forearm.

"Ah..."

Two hooligans, clutching their injured arms, screamed like pigs being slaughtered.

Ye Bufan kicked the yellow-haired hooligan flying with one foot and walked towards Mo Xi's head.

Seeing the other party effortlessly defeat his three subordinates, Mo Xigan's face paled. He took two steps back nervously and stammered, "You... you... what do you want Let me tell you, I'm with Master Ma Jiu..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Ye Bufan slapped him across the face.

Only a sharp crack could be heard, and Mo Xi's head spun in place several times before he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with teeth.

"You *** dare hit me, I'm a subordinate of Ma Jiumei..."

"Slap... slap... slap..."

Ye Bufan slapped several times in succession, Mo Xiguan's face instantly became pighead. Now he wisely shut his mouth, knowing that he had met a tough character today.

At this moment, Ouyang Lan finally came back to her senses from the shock. She hurried forward and grabbed Ye Bufan's arm, saying: "Son, stop fighting, these people are not someone we can afford to mess with."

Seeing Ouyang Lan's fear, Mo Xigan's head seemed to regain some confidence. He mumbled, "I told you, if you offend Master Ma Jiu, you won't be able to make a living here anymore..."

"Shut up…"

Ye Bufan kicked him to the ground with one foot and turned to his mother, saying: "Mom, you don't have to worry about this. I'll handle it today."

Ou Yang Lan hesitated for a moment and said, "Well then son, be careful, and don't make a big fuss out of this."

Ye Bufan nodded and turned back, pointing to the scattered buns on the ground, and said to the four little hooligans, "Who did this"

Feeling the murderous aura radiating from him, the men with Mohican hairstyles were all so frightened that they fell silent, their arrogance of bullying honest people long gone. Each one of them had clamped shut their mouths and dared not speak a word.

"Let's just say, if you don't tell me anything, I'll break all of your legs."

Ye Bufan said and walked towards the four hooligans.

"Big brother, no! I was saying…" These few hooligans were completely frightened by his methods, knowing this wasn't a joke. The three of them pointed at Little Yellow Hair together, "It was him, he kicked me!"

"I... I... I..."

Xiaohuangmao's intestines were filled with regret. If he had known that his son was so capable, he wouldn't have gotten involved in this mess. Now he was the one suffering the consequences.

Ye Bufan strode before him, his eyes cold as he said: "Which leg did you use to kick"

Feeling the killing intent radiating from him, Xiao Huangmao was about to be scared out of his wits. He subconsciously pointed at his right leg and stammered, "Right... Right... Right leg..."

Before he could finish his words, a sickening crunch echoed in his ears. Ye Bufan had kicked his right leg with such force that it was shattered into two pieces.

Little Yellow Hair hugged his broken leg, and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Those around him were stunned. Some knew Ye Bufan, some didn't, but all of them hadn't expected him to be so ruthless.

Ye Bufan's personality was originally quite easygoing, and he wouldn't usually get angry. However, his mother, who had raised him with great difficulty and hardship, was his Achilles' heel. He would absolutely not allow anyone to bully her.

Moreover, these hooligans have been running rampant here, bullying the innocent, extorting protection money, and harassing men and women. This is the punishment they deserve.

Mo Xigan had seen Ye Bufan's ruthlessness, and people like them who made a living on the streets knew that face was nothing compared to life. He quickly said, "Big brother, we were wrong. We four were blind to see things clearly. Please let us off this time."

"You can go now," Ye Bufan said, pointing to the scattered steamed buns on the ground. "Eat all these buns."

"This..."

Mo Xigan hesitated a bit. These steamed buns had fallen to the ground and were covered in dust, some even landing in the gutter beside them. How could he possibly eat something so dirty

"Didn't you eat What were you thinking when you wasted food just now"

Ye Bufan's eyes swept coldly over the four people, "Either eat the buns, or I'll cripple you four, choose for yourselves."

"I'm eating, big brother please don't hit me, I'm eating..."

Mo Xi Gan knew this young man was serious. He reached out and grabbed a bun, stuffing it into his mouth.

The other delinquents didn't dare hesitate either. They reached down and grabbed the buns on the ground, eating them hungrily.

"These bastards, they really deserve it…"

"Normally, they bullied us terribly. This young man has finally stood up for us..."

"These animals kick other people's stalls around all the time, today they got what they deserved..."

Seeing the fate of the four thugs, the onlookers showed no sympathy; instead, there was a genuine sense of satisfaction.

Ouyang Lan's steamed buns are big, filling and genuine. After these hooligans each ate four or five, they were starting to feel full.

Looking at the twenty or so remaining baozi, Mozidigan's head hung low as he said to his elder brother, "Brother, we really can't eat anymore. Could we take them back and eat them slowly"

Ye Bufan said: "You all have to eat it, or I'll cut off one of your legs!"

"Um..."

The four punks were dumbfounded, but none of them dared to utter a word. They could only continue to swallow the buns in front of them, one by one.

After ten minutes or so, all four of them had full bellies. Every single bun that fell to the ground was devoured.

From now on, they probably have a psychological shadow whenever they see a bun and will never eat it again.

"Big brother, can we leave now"

Mo Xi'gan spoke in a hushed voice, barely daring to open his mouth wide for fear that he might accidentally spit out the steamed buns in his belly.

He secretly vowed in his heart that he would never eat baozi again in his life.

Ye Bufan said: "Want to leave Pay for the buns first. There's no such thing as eating buns without paying."

Mo Xigan took out a hundred yuan bill from his pocket and said, "Brother, this is the money for the steamed buns, no need to give change."

Ye Bufan said coldly: "Not enough, 100 yuan is only enough for one bun."

Mo Xi's head shook, "Eh This is too expensive! These buns aren't usually one yuan each, are they"

Ye Bufan said, "My mother's steamed buns are worth this price. Is there a problem"

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!t something and I'd probably have to beat myself up again."Right, come with me for a moment. Let me see how your body is recovering."Ye Bufan walked into the adjacent quiet room, he said.Hearing that...