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Soon, Pan An drove Zhang Jindong's car, and under their guidance, they arrived at the red building that Ye Xiaoxiao and the others looked like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

Abandoning the leading party, Pan An went straight into this 24-hour teahouse with critical eyes, and was immediately disgusted by the modern environment inside.

"I thought it was old-fashioned and old-fashioned. Just this kind of virtue is too shameless to call it a red building? Selling dog meat as a sheep's trick? Hurry up and take down the signboard to avoid disgusting people!"

This attitude, as well as the content of this comment, immediately aroused strong dissatisfaction from the night duty young man at the counter who was playing mobile games with his head bowed.

He suddenly raised his head and said with an unfriendly expression: "I scolded the neighbor next door, do you know what this place is? Is it a place where you can comment?"

"Hey, people are not allowed to tell the truth here? Why?" Pan An walked towards the counter with a displeased face.

"The boy is still quite arrogant?"

Seeing this, the young man put down his mobile phone, took out a sharp kitchen knife from the drawer at the front desk, and said mockingly, "You are not satisfied with the kitchen knife in the hands of labor and management?"

He once thought that after he put on such a posture, he could not deter Pan An from approaching.

The young man became angry from embarrassment, his eyes flashed fiercely, he raised his knife and slashed at Pan An's forehead: "You want to die!"

At the very moment, Pan An stretched out his hand like lightning, firmly grasped the knife-holding wrist of the acne-cracked man, and at the same time punched him in the face, knocking him down until his nose bleeds, he turned over the chair and fell heavily on the ground .

"You were invited by the monkey!" Pan An looked at the kitchen knife he had taken away, a little dumbfounded.

This burst of crackling movement immediately attracted a shout from upstairs: "Xiao Wu, what kind of plane are you doing, you bastard? Are you itchy?"

Following the sound of footsteps, a gray-haired little old man in his fifties came into Pan An's field of vision.

Seeing Pan An with a kitchen knife in hand, but not Xiao Wu, Ding Hongchang stopped instantly, and the anger on his face turned into vigilance: "Brother, you have something to say, there is no need to use a knife or a gun!"

"I'm not the one who used the knife!" Pan An threw away the kitchen knife and greeted him slowly: "Where's Ding Hongchang? I have something to do with him!"

Ding Hongchang's heart tightened, his eyes flickered: "Big brother, I am Ding Hongchang."

"You are? What about shouting and hugging? Are you so shameless?" Pan An stared at him suspiciously.

Ding Hongchang also had doubts about him: "Are you the one who called just now? Can you represent Ye Xiaoxiao?"

"That's right!" Pan An thought that this person was just a big dog leg, and was too lazy to continue guessing with him: "About Ms. Ye's question, if you can't decide, just call your backstage boss."

Ding Hongchang smiled and said: "Okay, big brother, wait a moment!"

He took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number: "Axi, are you with the boss now, right? A very handsome big brother came to the building and said he was going to represent Ye, the general manager of the Sunset Return Bar. Xiaoxiao talk to our boss, you should inform the boss immediately."

After speaking, Ding Hongchang cut off the phone without waiting for a response, and said to Pan An: "Brother, please sit down for a while, and I'll go to the counter and make you a pot of tea."

Pan Jian pretended not to see through his little trick, nodded and found a table to sit at random.

Sure enough, Ding Hongchang's pot of tea was not delivered to Pan An's table until six sturdy, flat-headed men with baseball bats broke in from outside the door.

As soon as these guys entered the door, they quickly locked on Pan An with an attitude of looking forward to them, and surrounded him aggressively.

Until then, a giant who was nearly two meters tall and whose forearms were thicker than ordinary people's thighs slowly walked in from the door.

He had an unruly expression on his face, without even turning his eyes to Pan An's side, he yelled, "It's that bastard who didn't have any compulsion in his heart, and came to the red building to act wildly? Stand up and let me see!"

"Stand up!" The strong men with baseball bats shouted at Pan An in unison.

Pan An lazily picked out his ears, and said mockingly, "Does all communication depend on shouting? Are you all deaf?"

Before he finished speaking, a baseball bat slammed into his mouth with the sound of howling wind.

Pan An calmly leaned back to avoid the baseball bat passing through his nose, but suddenly saw several baseball bats smashing towards him from all directions with a whistling sound.

Pan An, who was leaning back, suddenly raised his legs and arched his waist, and fell off the stool in a daze.

"Boom—crash..." All the sticks fell to the ground and smashed on the tempered glass tea table.

Pan An, who landed on his back, got up before the other party could react, put his hands behind his ears and stood upside down, and kicked the jaws of the two men who had bye baseball bats with both feet.

Hit the bullseye!

The two of them collided their teeth hard, making a crisp 'click' sound, and instantly lost consciousness, rolled their eyes and fell straight to the ground.

"Looking for death——" the remaining four big men were furious when they saw this, raised their baseball bats again, and threw them at him with a fierce whistling sound.

Pan An rolled to avoid it, picked up a baseball bat from the ground, and rolled it towards a pile of calves with his backhand.

"Crack——" There was a sound of bone fractures.

The calves of three strong and strong men showed irregular postures, lost their center of gravity and fell to the ground.

The screams that followed, accompanied by the movement of the stick falling, were noisy.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Pan An got up and threw the raised baseball bat at the face of the last strong man.

"Boom-"

The man didn't even have time to block, he was hit on the forehead, and his whole body went limp and he fell to the ground.

The giant who was looking up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle and pretending to be aggressive finally came to his senses, roaring and rushed towards Pan An who had just gained his footing.

Pan An, who had never wanted to be compared with him and was half a head shorter, did not hesitate at all, raised his elbow and slammed into his chest with a very strange leaping posture.

"Bam—"

After the two collided with each other, they were deadlocked for a full three seconds before Pan An took the initiative to get behind him.

The giant who was humming in his throat, with that disbelieving expression in his eyes and a purple face, fell to the ground and twitched non-stop.

With a half-smile expression, Pan An went straight to the counter, and said to the stunned statue Ding Hongchang inside: "Come on, close your mouth first, and then call someone or call your boss. If no one comes in 15 minutes, I will Just smash this red building!"

Ding Hongchang was shocked, and a layer of cold sweat broke out involuntarily on his forehead: "I, I didn't know that Asi actually took the initiative to bring someone here, so I'll call the boss right now."

With trembling hands, he finally dialed the number after taking out his mobile phone, and he opened his mouth with a trembling voice: "Brother Shark, a guest came to the building and said he wanted to represent Ye Xiaoxiao... Otherwise, start Smash the building. Asi, Asi and the people he brought over, were knocked down in one face-to-face..."