I'm a boss at Marvel

Chapter 6
Han Long looked calm, "It's only $5000, I'll just give it to you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Sister Ma raised her voice, "Don't do this with me! Either pay me now, or I will find my brother and put you in jail!" Of course, if someone is willing to lie on the ground and learn a few words The dog barks, I might think about it. "

The tenants around all laughed, ready to see Han Long make a fool of himself.

Several even picked up their mobile phones, ready to record this wonderful moment.

"Is this not good?" Han Long frowned slightly, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Sure!" Mrs. Ma said cruelly.

"Okay then." Han Long sneered and kicked Aunt Ma's knee.

Boom!

Mrs. Ma's plump body fell short, her knees landed on the ground, and she knelt firmly in front of Han Long!
The entire floor of the apartment building trembled.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

Is Han Long crazy?
How dare he kick Mrs. Ma, the charterer?
crazy!Absolutely crazy!

Aunt Ma screamed in pain, the hem of her silk nightgown was torn, and her knees were covered with blood.

She struggled a few times to stand up, but her knee was completely out of joint and she couldn't stand up at all.

"Sister Ma, don't you want to be a dog?" Han Long looked down at her coldly, "I have never met such a request as yours, so I can only satisfy you as much as possible."

"You little bastard! How dare you kick me! Come on! Come on! Beat him to death!" Aunt Ma yelled fiercely.

Five strong men who were moving things in the house rushed out upon hearing the sound.

However, before they could see clearly what was going on, they were knocked to the ground by Han Long's three punches and two kicks.

Han Long shot very fast!

Although the strength is not great, every punch hits the acupoints where the opponent's bones and meridians meet!
One move at a time, without delay!

There was a dead silence on the entire apartment floor!
The tenants who were gloating just now all opened their mouths wide open, and they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Is this really Han Long?
"Call the police! Call the police!" Sister-in-law Ma screamed like a ghost, "Help me find my brother!"

Only then did the tenants react, and quickly pulled out their phones to call the police.

"Han Long, you are dead!"

"The police will come soon! When the time comes, there will be no place for you to cry!"

"Sister Ma, are you okay? Come on, let's all help and help Sister Ma up."

The tenants paid great attention to Mrs. Ma, who was kneeling on the ground.

Han Long looked at these people coldly, full of contempt for them.

Soon, the piercing siren sounded.

A Chinese police detective wearing a khaki windbreaker and combing back his hair rushed up with four policemen with live ammunition.

"Brother talented! You have to make decisions for your sister!" Sister Ma's face was full of grievances.

Chinese police detective Ma Youcai frowned and nodded at Mrs. Ma, "Don't worry, I'm here. Handcuff him first and take him away!"

Three policemen pointed guns at Han Long, and the other took out handcuffs and put them on Han Long with a click.

Mrs. Ma raised her eyebrows and pointed her finger at Han Long's shoulder, "Hmph, little bastard, weren't you crazy just now? Didn't you just kick my old lady just now? Now? Try it yourself!"

The tenants around also gloated and sneered:

"With no power or power, how dare you kick Mrs. Ma?"

"If you get into the prison this time, you might lose an arm or a leg. If it's serious, you might not be able to get out for the rest of your life!"

Suddenly, right at this moment.

Several men in black suits came from the stairs.

"Mr. Han Long! I finally found you!"

It was the assistant who spoke at the city hall today!

His face was full of excitement, and he rushed up to hold Han Long's hand in one stride.

"Oh, it's you." Han Long remembered the assistant.

The assistant said politely: "Mr. Han Long, I used all the connections I could in New York City to find you. My master is very grateful to you. He wants to invite you over for a light meal. Look?"

"For now, it's not very convenient for me." Han Long raised his hand and showed the handcuffs to the assistant.

The assistant was taken aback for a moment, and then he noticed that there were several policemen beside Han Long.

He immediately asked in a cold voice, "What's going on?"

One of the policemen raised his chin and sneered, "Who are you? How dare you point fingers in front of us? Get out of the way and don't interfere with our official duties! Be careful that I will catch you too!"

The assistant snorted coldly, took out his phone and dialed.

"Hello? Director Edward? Your subordinates are arresting people indiscriminately. You can deal with it. OK, I'll call the person in charge here, and you can talk to him."

With that said, the assistant handed the phone to the Chinese police detective Ma Youcai.

Ma Youcai was more careful and looked at the phone number first.

Sure enough, it was really the private phone number of their chief of police!

Ma Youcai gasped, and respectfully put the phone to his ear.

"Hello Director, I'm Ma Youcai from Chinatown..."

There was a burst of abuse on the other side of the phone, and all kinds of bad words were hurricane.

Although the tenants around couldn't hear it clearly, they could tell it from Ma Youcai's iron-blue face.

"Yes, yes, I understand! I will handle this matter properly, please rest assured, Director!"

Ma Youcai hung up the phone tremblingly, and returned his hands to the assistant, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. It was all a misunderstanding just now! Now I've figured it all out! Someone, quickly uncuff Mr. Han Long!"

"...Yes!" The police immediately opened the handcuffs.

Sister-in-law Ma yelled unrelentingly: "Brother talented! You can't let him go! This kid won't pay me rent! He even kicked me and injured me! You have to make the decision for me!"

Ma Youcai slapped Mrs. Ma back, "Shut up! Don't call me brother!"

Mrs. Ma was beaten dumbfounded on the spot, and her arrogance was also wiped out by this slap!

"How much rent does Mr. Han Long owe you?" the assistant asked coldly.

"5000...No, 1800." Seeing Ma Youcai's fierce eyes, Aunt Ma didn't dare to ask for more.

"Give her the money." The assistant turned around and said to his subordinates.

The subordinates immediately opened a money box that they carried with them, counted 18 from it, and handed them to Mrs. Ma.

"Well, from now on, you can no longer pester Mr. Han Long about this matter. Otherwise, you can't afford the consequences."

The assistant's words, on the surface, were meant for Mrs. Ma, but in fact they were meant for Ma Youcai.

Ma Youcai's scalp went numb, and he nodded and bowed repeatedly.

The assistant said to Han Long politely: "Mr. Han, it's too messy here, let's talk in another place?"

"Okay, come to my house."

"it is good."

The assistant followed Han Long into the room, while the other four bodyguards in black stood outside the door with cold faces.

"Kid Han Long, he actually knows a big shot?"

"Hmph, I think it must be the wrong person."

"Yes, maybe after a while, the big shot will come out angrily, and then send bodyguards in to beat up that kid."

The tenants commented sourly.

None of them wanted to admit that what was once a piece of trash had turned into a great success.

inside the house.

The furniture had been turned upside down, and everything was scattered on the floor.

The whole living room is like a dump.

"Sorry, I can't ask you to sit down." Han Long said lightly.

"It doesn't matter." The assistant laughed quickly: "It's just that I never expected that an expert like you, Mr. Han, would live in seclusion in such a dilapidated place. This really doesn't match your strength."

"This is a humble room, but I have virtue." Han Long said leisurely.

"Uh..." As a foreigner's assistant, he couldn't understand it, but the more he couldn't understand it, the more profound he felt Han Long was.

(End of this chapter)