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It's just that Xu Dazhi didn't know at all that Pan An had achieved his desired goal.

From Wang Han's confusion when he heard Xu Dazhi's question, Pan An had already confirmed that this guy was just a poor guy who didn't know why he got involved, and was even pushed to the position of the black hand behind the scenes.

In short, Xu Dazhi is useless to Pan An.

At this time, the grim-faced man in sunglasses raised his hand towards the gate, not at all intending to keep customers: "Boss Xu has worked hard, goodbye!"

Seeing that Pan An did not stop him, Xu Dazhi turned around without saying a word, limped and strode towards the door.

The driver was a step late, but he reacted quickly, and trotted all the way to catch up, supporting Xu Dazhi and quickly disappeared in front of everyone.

To put it bluntly, anyone with a little discernment will not be difficult to appreciate the meaning of running away when they see the appearance of the two of them.

However, everyone present was not looking at them.

The eyes of those cruel men in sunglasses were all fixed on Pan An's side, either contemptuously or curiously, how did such a famous top private security consultant be taken down by more than a dozen gunmen.

You must know that according to the plan, when the big guy sees this man, there must be a very fierce gun battle.

For this gun battle, an unknown number of backhands and traps such as booby traps were set up in the entire venue.

As for a layman like Wang Han, it is even more impossible to notice this.

He only had eyes on the self-confessed Pan An, and when Xu Dazhi and the others left the stage, he couldn't wait to start mocking: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Pan Anpan? Haha, even if you beat him to death, you wouldn't have imagined that we will be together so soon. Shall we meet again in this strange place?"

"Who would have imagined that?" Pan An said ironically, "Based on your family's financial ability, if you can put up such a big battle, I won't have a regiment?"

"What the hell do you mean?" Wang Han was furious, stood up, and stared at Pan An.

He couldn't believe it at all, this guy dared to speak so boldly in the current situation, maybe he didn't know how to write the dead word?
Wang Han, whose face turned blue and purple, gritted his teeth and threatened, "Bastard, I'll give you a chance to kneel down and apologize now. Otherwise, I'll beat you to the bone and ashes!"

Wang Han didn't realize that when he was so arrogant that he could crush Pan An to death with just one finger, the ruthless men with sunglasses guarding him and all over the other places realized that something was wrong. Twelve spirits played.

Just as Wang Han couldn't figure out why Pan An dared to be arrogant and ironic in this situation, these guys also didn't believe that Pan An, who had a brilliant record, would go crazy to death.

As a ruthless character in this line of work, he only needs to simply judge others by himself, and he can deduce that Pan An either has the confidence to make a comeback, or he wants to die and survive.

Of course, since the scene where Pan An was pushed and shoved and brought in, and he was scolded and didn't dare to reply back was still fresh in his memory, these guys all chose to believe the second inference for the first time.

After all, they don't have any ruthless weapons such as guns in their hands, and Pan An is a master of fighting, so he will inevitably have some illusions, and even intentionally provoke everyone, tempting everyone to come close to teach him, so he can take advantage of the situation It is also very possible to launch a counterattack to achieve the goal of turning the tables.

"A manly man, kneel down and kneel down to his parents, what kind of onion are you?"

Without waiting for Wang Han to open his mouth, Pan An continued to prod him with a sneer on his face, saying, "You want to tear me apart? Just rely on you, just rely on you people? Are you thinking about shit?"

"I hope you can keep your mouth open!" Wang Han was furious, his originally pretty face was distorted, like a demon that had just crawled out of hell.

I saw him grinning grinningly, turning his eyes to the men with cold faces and sunglasses beside him, and urged impatiently, "You guys are still waiting for supper?"

It was agreed to let him watch a good show, but the good show just started, and he was ridiculed by Pan An until now, but these guys kept silent, how could Wang Han not be annoyed?
If it hadn't been for hearing that these guys were still playing with arms, I'm afraid his tone at this time would only be more unfriendly, and his words would be even more ugly.

However, the reactions of these guys startled him immediately, and he drew his gun directly.

It turned out that the indifferent face and the big man who had been watching the situation here through high-tech equipment all sensed that something was wrong with Pan An.

As the first batch of people in charge who were dispatched to do things, the two had witnessed Pan An's methods with their own eyes. Although they felt that they were not worthy of the title of top private security consultant, they also felt that they would not be so embarrassing.

At the beginning, the two wanted to see what kind of tricks Pan An was going to play.

But now seeing him flirting all the way, his methods are fierce, and he doesn't seem to be playing tricks at all, as if he is like a volcano that may erupt at any time, it is inevitable that he will feel nervous.

Therefore, based on the principle of attacking first, the two of them sent the group of people from the headquarters to test Pan An's reality through headsets at the first time, and gave the order to kill Pan An.

Unfortunately, it was too late for the two of them to make up their minds.

Just when these guys were about to pull out their guns, Pan An had already rushed forward, rolling on the ground with his shoulders, tightly sticking to the edge of the audience platform and the platform of the venue below, and separated from Wang Han's side for a few minutes. personal vision.

In the process of landing, Pan An loosened the rope of 'self-binding'.

When he managed to avoid half of the shooter's field of vision by using the difference in terrain, he took out the two pistols he brought from the underground parking lot of Biyuntian Hotel, and instantly shot left and right: "Bang bang bang—"

In less than two seconds, the four gunmen who were scattered around were beaten to the ground with blood splashes.

And these four dense gunshots, at the moment when they resounded through the audience, Wang Han was still stunned by the action of these guys around him pulling out their guns without saying a word.

After hearing the gunshot, he shrank his head subconsciously, fell directly from the chair, hid behind the chair regardless of his image, and crawled quickly in a random direction, just trying to find a safe place to hide.

Just kidding, Wang Han just came to watch a good show, and never planned to use his life to watch!
But before he climbed too far, he was grabbed by the neck by a cruel man in sunglasses and led him up, acting as a living shield.

"What are you doing, let me go..."

"Shut up, or labor and management will blow your head off with one shot!"

The panicked Wang Han just started to struggle when this man pinned his gun on his head. The cold touch, coupled with the cold warning sound, instantly made him urinate and couldn't control himself...