After being coveted by old men for many years, I quit

Jiang Fan looked at his movements and was taken aback.

He knows that this kind of thing is not new at all in a place where fish and dragons are mixed together. Most of the employees working here just turn a blind eye and pass by. They rarely meddle in other people's business because you don't know the identity of the other party , meddling rashly will only provoke people who shouldn't be provoked, and most people don't want to cause trouble.

He hadn't been here for long, and he had only heard other people mention similar things before, and he obviously didn't take it seriously when he heard them say these things in a gossip tone.

He calmly withdrew his gaze, and delivered the mixed wine to the other guests, but his brows were furrowed bit by bit.

After a while, the man in formal attire returned to his original position, his expression normal, and he picked up his wine glass.

Jiang Fan pursed his lower lip, and watched him hold the wine glass to his lips, when the man came back, his footsteps were flimsy, and he accidentally bumped into someone.

Guessing that he was probably drunk, Jiang Fan uttered before he drank the wine, "Sir, do you need warm water?"

He Minnan paused for a moment with the wine glass on his lips, raised his cold eyes and looked at him, his slightly drunken eyes drifted away from his face for a while, and finally fixed his eyes on those calm eyes.

The two looked at each other for a while through the noisy voices around them, and then He Minnan nodded, and with a vague syllable in his throat, he put the wine glass back to its original place.

Jiang Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, took a clean glass, and poured a glass of warm water.

The silent boy at the side looked at him, his eyes were deep, and there was a sinister aura between his brows and eyes.

He Minnan took a sip from the water glass, and the phone rang suddenly.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, glanced at the note displayed on it, his handsome brows frowned, and he clicked to answer it.

He hung up the phone without saying a few words, took out his wallet, and handed out a card.

Jiang Fan took the card and operated the machine to pay, and when he handed the card back, the eyes of the two accidentally collided in the air again.

It was cold, with a hint of bitterness.

He suddenly felt that this person's eyebrows and eyes were a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them for a while.

However, before he could see clearly, the man had already drawn the card, got up and left.

He looked at the tall figure, and his eyes flashed with blankness for a moment.

"Since you choose to do this business, don't you even understand the most basic rules?"

The extremely displeased voice in front of him drew his attention back.

Jiang Fan looked calmly at the boy who was still sitting in front of the bar, and said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone, "I just saw that the guest was drunk, so I asked a question out of duty. It is my duty to take good care of the guest. Sorry to disturb your pleasure."

The boy snorted coldly, his face changed from the flowery smile he had when facing the man just now, only a cold sneer remained, he held the wine glass with his fingers, and slowly sipped his mouth.

In the end, he put down his wine glass, slowly took out his wallet, took out a few hundred-dollar bills from it, and asked slowly, "Do you know what a person like me needs the most?"

He threw the money on the bar, raised his head and curled his lips, looking at Jiang Fan leisurely.

Jiang Fan looked at him, didn't answer, and didn't show any emotion on his face.

As if displeased with his composure, the boy's eyes suddenly showed a stern look, but he still smiled slowly on his face, and his tone was tinged with gnashing of teeth.

"It seems that you are not interested at all, then I will tell you with actions."

After finishing speaking, he leaned closer to Jiang Fan and said coldly, "Just wait and see."

Jiang Fan's face did not change, and his handsome outline remained indifferent.

When he got off work at night, what he expected didn't happen, which made him feel that something was wrong.

He kept telling him to wait and see, he thought, it was nothing more than asking the manager to fire him, or to hinder his work and make trouble for him.But from the time he left to leaving get off work, nothing happened.

In fact, these are nothing. If he is really fired, the only loss is that he cannot get enough money to buy two concert tickets, but he can take out the rest from his emergency savings to make up for it later. Other part-time jobs can earn back.

But now that the expected situation did not happen, he felt a little uneasy.

After changing clothes and leaving get off work, Jiang Fan walked out of the bar in the early hours of the morning.

Usually, he would go back earlier when he had classes during the day, because tomorrow is the weekend, so he told the foreman that he could do it later today.

He glanced at the time, and the subway was out of service at this point. Thinking about the fact that there will be no classes tomorrow, and it is not too far to walk back, it is time to exercise.The winter night sky is as clean as if it has been washed, and every star dotted in it is strangely bright and shining.

There were not many people to be seen at this point on the street, and because it was too cold outside, Jiang Fan couldn't help speeding up his pace.

After walking for a while, he faintly felt that someone was following behind him, but if he looked back rashly, he might be discovered, so he just walked forward step by step according to the original pace.

The brain turned quickly.

There had never been such a situation before, and he couldn't help linking this situation with the person he provoked tonight.

Of course, this is the only possibility.

What does he want to do?

Clean him up?Teach him a lesson?

If so, he is now single-handedly, and the situation is a bit troublesome.

Most of the shops on the roadside that passed by were closed, and there were not many people in the street where the cold wind was raging.

The two figures walked one after the other.

Walking to an intersection, a man wearing a hat suddenly walked up to him. He was very muscular, his appearance was suppressed by the visor of the hat, and only his rough jaw line was exposed.

Jiang Fan frowned, vaguely aware of something.

However, it was too late, and before he could react, the man suddenly accelerated towards him from a few steps away, grabbed his collar with his big hands, and dragged him towards a deep alley beside him.

"let me go!"

He struggled, and as soon as he swung his fist to hit the man's side face, he was grabbed by another man who came up behind him, and the two of them pulled him into the alley with their strength.

As soon as the three of them entered, Jiang Fan was immediately hit in the abdomen by one of them, causing him to cry out subconsciously in pain.

Without waiting for the next fist to land, his rapidly rotating consciousness drove him to temporarily suppress the pain, kicked the man's crotch directly, and bumped the back of his head, and immediately the two men screamed in pain.

Taking advantage of this gap, he ran away.

The two quickly chased it out, and the three chased down the empty street.

Jiang Fan held his painful abdomen, his handsome face dripping with cold sweat, and ran forward with both legs.

The desire to survive overwhelms everything, driving him forward.

There was only the sound of violent panting, and the footsteps behind her were getting closer.

Not far away, a black business car slowly stopped by the side of the road. Seeing the door being pushed open and a man getting out of the car, it was also at this moment that the sound of footsteps behind him and the man's panting sounded behind his ears.

Jiang Fan turned his head subconsciously, and saw a big hand stretched out in front of him, just when he thought he was about to be caught, there was a "bang"—he seemed to bump into something, tripped, and fell heavily on the ground. on the ground.

The pain of the bones hitting the ground spread all over his body, making him no longer have the slightest strength to get up from the ground, and the whole person curled up on the ground, with suppressed groans coming out of his throat.

Two tall men had already come in front of him, kicking his arched waist.

"Run, why don't you run away! Isn't it very capable? Huh?"

He Minnan stood beside the car, lowered his head and brushed off his suit, and looked over with dark eyes.

The assistant in the driver's seat hurriedly pushed open the car door, walked up to him in trepidation and asked, "Mr. He, are you okay?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, he followed his gaze and looked over.

Two men surrounded a boy dressed as a student, punching and kicking. Even if they were just watching, it could be seen that the two men had committed murder, and they were merciless in their rough actions.

If it goes on like this, it won't be long before that person will be beaten to death.

He Minnan glanced indifferently, and was about to withdraw his gaze and enter the hotel. The boy on the ground seemed to have been beaten unconscious, lying on his back without responding.

It was also at this time that He Minnan narrowed his eyes looking at that face through the dim streetlights.

Seeing that he hadn't entered for a long time, the bodyguard sitting in the front car thought something had happened, opened the car door and walked out.

Seeing the man looking towards them, he hurriedly greeted them, "Mr. He."

He Minnan raised his chin, motioned for the two men who hadn't stopped, and ordered, "Pull them away."

"Say" 疋.

Fighting between street gangsters and professional bodyguards is naturally incomparable.

Soon, the two gangsters were at a disadvantage and were finally beaten to the ground.

With one hand in his trouser pocket, He Minnan walked towards the unconscious boy lying on the ground with his long legs, looking condescendingly at that face.

The pair of eyes seen in the bar closed their eyelids at this time, a pale face with no blood, even the tone of the lips was pale.

He took a look, turned on his toes, and walked up to the two men who were pressed on the ground, "What did he do?"

The two men raised their heads vigorously to look at him, and caught a glimpse of his indifferent eyes, maybe it was because of his aura, or maybe it was because he had contacted too many people, knowing what kind of people they couldn't afford to provoke, they felt a little trembling in their hearts.

"This kid doesn't have eyes, it's a good thing for a bad monster, what's wrong with the two of us coming here to teach him a lesson?"

"Monster?"

He Minnan repeated indifferently, he would usually not keep insignificant people like this in his mind, but perhaps these days, as long as he was in the entertainment venue, that person would surround him like a fly Turn, it's hard for him to remember.

Suddenly something flashed through my mind.

He turned his head and looked at the boy lying on the ground again.

For a bartender in a large bar, the boy seemed a little young, and his temperament was out of tune.