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Pan An passed Fat Dragon's big feet sideways, bullied him at a very fast speed, and kicked Feilong's chest and abdomen in a similar manner.

Hearing an exclamation, this 1.8-meter-high, over two-hundred-pound stout man directly broke the laws of physics, and was kicked so that he flew upside down about a foot away from the ground before falling heavily to the ground.

The butt fell to the ground and the wild goose fell, so that the witnesses couldn't help but clamp their thighs, and Zhang Butian, who was taking pictures with his mobile phone, almost fell out of his eye sockets in surprise.

Zhang Butian knew Feilong's strength well, but he never thought that he still seriously underestimated Pan An.

Even Feilong's younger brothers, who are used to being brave and aggressive, couldn't turn their minds around when faced with this scene, and they all froze in place.

"Aren't you going to do it quickly?"

Amidst Feilong's furious roar, the group of dumbfounded younger brothers came back to their senses one after another, and attacked Pan An cursingly.

Not to mention, although the fighting methods of this group of guys are disorderly, but this kind of undefended, crazy posture that only wants to hit the opponent is very troublesome.

The so-called killing the master with random punches refers to this situation.

It's a pity that they met Pan An!

In an instant, he was like a tiger coming out of the cage, punching, elbowing, and kicking in a row. As long as he was hit by him, he would scream and fall to the ground, including Fat Dragon who had rejoined the battlefield.

This guy jumped into the battle group after getting up, and was knocked to the ground again by Pan An in an instant with a swing of his elbow.

In less than 20 seconds, apart from Pan An and Zhang Butian, there was no third person in this corner who could continue to stand.

"Have you finished recording? Come on, let me see how your recording is. If it's not enough to show my domineering coolness, I'll delete it and try again!"

When Pan An cast his eyes on the young man who couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, the other party was startled by fright.

With some amusement, he went straight over: "What's the matter? Didn't you just say that you like my handsome appearance? Why do you look like a quail in a blink of an eye!"

Zhang Butian swallowed with his eyes dodged, and threatened with a stern voice: "You, you, you dare to fight back? Do you know who I am? You dare to fight back! Believe it or not, if I make a phone call, hundreds of people will come rushing away immediately. Come here and beat you to death?"

Pan An blinked: "Is it so powerful?"

"You wait, you wait, labor and management will call right now, you have the ability to wait!" Zhang Butian, who was in a panic, really started to play with the fruit machine in his hand while speaking, and called someone over when he wanted to call.

Unexpectedly, before the number could be dialed, Pan An kicked the phone away.

"Are you stupid? You haven't finished the first half, will I let you call someone into the second half? Kid, you're still young!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Butian, who was covering the palm of his kicked hand with a face full of pain, was kicked by Pan An and fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

Pan An walked over, squatted beside this guy, stretched out his hand and slapped him on the face, slapped: "Tell me, what are you going to do with this matter now? Don't tell me what will happen in the future , that’s all for the future. I just asked, what are you going to do now?”

Zhang Butian's eyes were full of horror, his whole body was stiff, he didn't even dare to hide, and began to beg for mercy with a bit of crying: "Don't hit me, me, I can give you money, a lot of money..."

……

When Pan An returned to the bar refreshed, he found that Cheng Feng had gone to Ye Xiaoxiao's office again.

Moreover, Cheng Feng's performance at this time was completely like two people, without any similarity.

"As the president of the Sunset Returning Bar, I don't care what your relationship is between Ye Xiaoxiao and that little boy. The place where you brought him to work is not good. What's more, that guy still used violence today, offending a person in our bar who is capable in 001 Distinguished guests who spend in private rooms..."

If Cheng Feng, who only had beauties in his eyes before, was a lustful wolf, then Cheng Feng now is a ferocious wolf who chooses and devours.

Rao Ye Xiaoxiao, who single-handedly created the grand occasion on the way home at sunset, was humiliated by his pressing voices of accountability.

"Hey, is this still Mr. Cheng? Why did I become so majestic as soon as I turned around!"

Cheng Feng had never had the upper hand in a head-to-head confrontation with Ye Xiaoxiao, and he was in high spirits right now.

But when he heard the words and looked over, seeing that Pan Le was fine, his eyes rolled out: "Are you fine?"

"Of course I'll be fine. After all, no matter how much scum there is, they're still scum."

The corners of Pan An's mouth turned up slightly, and after passing by, he patted his shoulder again, and said meaningfully: "You like to die, you will have something to do soon, don't you panic?"

"What do you mean?" Cheng Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and inexplicably, some bad things appeared in his heart.

"Want to know? Isn't that easy? Just bring your eyeballs and come over and see!" Pan An didn't explain too much, hooked Cheng Feng's neck again, and led the guy out of Ye Xiaoxiao's office .

This time, he didn't intend to go far. After going out, he directly broke into the security manager's office next door.

When Wang Dali saw Cheng Feng, he got up to give up his seat, served tea and water like a dog, and asked his health.

The results are still there, at least the shadow area in Cheng Feng's heart has been reduced a lot, and the most basic conversation has been restored: "Although I don't know what kind of moth Zhang Butian is doing, or what you two have achieved. deal, but I don't believe you when you say you want me to do something."

Pan An ignored him, and asked Wang Dali directly: "I heard that there is a very interesting rule in the security department of the Sunset Return Bar! No matter who it is, as long as they can beat you, they can replace you as the manager, right? Bar!"

Wang Dali was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, and asked with a fierce look on his face: "What, you want to challenge me?"

Pan An refused to give in: "Can't?"

It wasn't until this moment that Wang Dali realized that this guy who was half a fist shorter than him seemed to have something to rely on, and he didn't fear him at all.

But the young master was watching by his side, Wang Dali didn't have time to delve into it, and smiled angrily: "Very good! I, Wang Dali, haven't been challenged for a long time! It just so happens that the young master of my family is here today, so I will make it happen." you!"

With a cruel sneer, he began to exercise his muscles and bones, and then he hooked his hands passionately at Pan An who was watching with folded arms: "Do it, boy, today I will let you know the difference between real kung fu and embroidered legs!"

"Are you sure you want me to do it first?" Pan An hesitated.

Wang Dali thought he was afraid, and proudly said: "Regret? It's too late! You asked for this beating, you can't blame others!"

Pan An shook his head: "I'm just afraid that you won't be able to take any moves. If that's the case, then you should stand firm first!"