The best ambiguous master

"Okay, boy, you have the guts!" Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, President Fan stared wide-eyed, and suddenly became angry, turned his head, glanced at the several black-clothed bodyguards around him, and ordered sharply: "You guys, teach that kid a lesson for me, damn it, young man, you don't know the heights of heaven and earth."

"Wait a minute!" Just as Mr. Fan's voice fell, Zhao Xiaohan suddenly opened his mouth. After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Mr. Fan said with a chuckle: "What's the matter, boy, are you afraid? Why don't you kneel down now Please, maybe I can let you go."

"No, no, of course not." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head with a smile: "There are not many people who can scare me, at least, you are not one of them, I just want to ask you, the person who hit two of my artists just now , did you send it?"

"There are so many artists, how do I know which one it is?" Mr. Fan sneered, not paying attention to Zhao Xiaohan at all, and even showing a little pity.

"Oh, it's okay, you don't need to know." Zhao Xiaohan smiled lightly, then turned his head to look at A Niu and Kunzi who were eager to try, nodded lightly and said: "Be gentle later, don't hurt Mr. Fan , I plan to ask him to compensate us for mental damage later, if something happens to him, millions of dollars will fly away."

"Understood Brother Han." After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, the two looked at each other, smiled, rubbed their hands, and went up with the younger brothers behind them. Seeing that there were so many people around Zhao Xiaohan, Fan Always was taken aback, at first he just thought that Zhao Xiaohan was just a lonely person, but now it seems that this kid still has some strength.

But Mr. Fan is not afraid of being stunned. In his eyes, Kunzi and Aniu are just a few small local hooligans. What can they do if they die?The few bodyguards around him are professionally trained and retired from the army. Isn't it easy to deal with a few bastards?

"Director Feng, continue filming and don't be affected by these things. Tomorrow morning, I will ask Mr. Chen to transfer the funds to you." When Ah Niu and Kun Zi walked over eagerly, Zhao Xiaohan had already ignored him The scene over there changed, but he turned his head around to appease Feng Dagang.

After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Feng Dagang nodded. Even if he stayed here, it would be of no use, but would get in the way. For Zhao Xiaohan, he still trusted him. The young man in front of him completely showed his dislike Mature and steady in line with his age.

"He Fang, you are injured, go back and apply some medicine, rest for a day, and come back to make up your part tomorrow." As soon as he stood up, Feng Dagang had already entered the state of director, and then looked at Sun Jiaojiao and Zhihua and said: " Sun Jiaojiao, the two of you get ready to shoot tomorrow's scene."

"All departments are in place and filming normally." As Feng Dagang's voice sounded, all departments took action one after another. Seeing that Feng Dagang didn't take his words seriously at all, Mr. Fan was stunned for a while, he I thought Feng Dagang would be afraid of his threats, but unexpectedly, this old man is harder than the stones in the latrine, really smelly and hard.

However, while Mr. Fan was still in a daze, Aniu, Kunzi and the boys behind them took down all his bodyguards within a few minutes. I saw a group of people punching and kicking around their bodyguards.

Rubbing his eyes, Mr. Fan was stunned for a moment, he wasn't sure if he was wrong.

He rubbed his eyes again, yes, he did read correctly, the few bodyguards he had always been proud of were surrounded and beaten by a group of hooligans, aren't they retired soldiers?Aren't they professional bodyguards?Aren't they good at fighting?How could he be surrounded by a group of punks?

How can it be? !

However, what he didn't expect was that Ah Niu, Kun Zi, and the younger brothers behind him, which of them hadn't been trained with Huo Qingdong?Who is Huo Qingdong?With a background in the special forces, training a group of younger brothers is not easy?What's more, I have been training for more than half a year. What's more, those younger brothers are the elites of the elites who have been trained. If they can't even deal with a few veterans, Huo Qingdong can really take the blame and resign. Find a piece of tofu and kill him.

"Mr. Fan, do we want to talk about the two artists, you and me?" While Mr. Fan was still in a daze, Zhao Xiaohan walked up to him with a smile and heard Zhao Xiaohan After speaking, Mr. Fan shook his head, pretending to be calm and said: "I have nothing to talk to you about. If you dare to touch me, I will definitely make you regret it."

"Oh? I really don't know how to write the word regret, why don't you teach me?" Zhao Xiaohan chuckled lightly, lit a cigarette, took a light puff, turned his head, and glanced at A Niu said: "A Niu, he wants to make us regret it, tell me, should we regret it?"

Listening to Zhao Xiaohan's words, Ah Niu has proved his answer with practical actions. Before President Fan knew what was going on, Ah Niu had already stepped forward and kicked his chair over with a "bang dang". That fat body fell to the ground with a "crack", and when he was struggling to get up from the ground, A Niu stepped forward and kicked him in the stomach with a "bang".

"Ah!" A scream sounded, and Mr. Fan was stunned. He never thought that the young man in front of him would dare to do something to him. All of a sudden, his eyes were full of anger. Here it comes, he swears, if he is allowed to go back, he will definitely find a way to kill the yellow-haired boy in front of him!

"I haven't regretted it yet, what should I do?" Zhao Xiaohan frowned deeply, walked up to Mr. Fan with a look of playfulness on his face, looked at him condescendingly, and said with a slight smile: "How about, You let me feel it again, maybe I will really regret it later."

While talking, Zhao Xiaohan turned his head, glanced at Kunzi behind him, smiled and said: "You guys go up together, in case there are fewer people, idiot, oh no, what if Mr. Fan is not satisfied? Alas, it's so strange, some people just like to be beaten, and if they don't beat them for a day, they will feel uncomfortable all over, there is something wrong with them."

When the words fell, Zhao Xiaohan sighed, took a deep puff of the cigarette, pulled a chair over, and sat on it. As for Kunzi and the other younger brothers, after getting Zhao Xiaohan's permission, one by one He walked towards Mr. Fan with a hippie smile. Seeing the dark crowd rushing towards him, Mr. Fan was also stunned. This time, it seemed that he could not escape. Don't be beaten by others for your fat, don't look at how fat you are, compared to his face, he is most satisfied with his own fat.

"Snapped!"

"Clap!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"Bang!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

One slap, two slaps, three slaps, after a slap, switch to a kick, one kick after another, one kick after another, within 5 minutes, Mr. Fan, who was just like a fat pig just now, suddenly changed. Becoming an elephant does not mean that he looks like an elephant, but that he changed from the size of a pig to an elephant all of a sudden. There is nothing swollen all over his body. The most important thing is, I don’t know where it is. A little brother had his foot stuck in his mouth, and Mr. Fan couldn't make a sound from the pain. Only two lines of tears were left to flow.

"Mr. Fan, I still don't regret it, what should I do?" He waved his hand to tell everyone to stop, just as he had finished smoking a cigarette in his hand and extinguished it casually, Zhao Xiaohan smiled and said softly, after hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Mr. Fan was whining about something, but he couldn't speak clearly, and couldn't complete a sentence. He looked down and saw that several of his teeth had been kicked out, and his words were breathless!

"I can't hear clearly, help him to explain clearly." Zhao Xiaohan waved his hand impatiently, and immediately a younger brother stepped forward and pinched Mr. Fan's mouth. Immediately afterwards, he heard Mr. Fan speak intermittently He said: "I, I, I regret it, I was wrong, don't hit me again, if you hit me again, you will die."

"What? You regret it? Impossible, I must have misheard." Zhao Xiaohan frowned and shook his head: "Mr. Fan, how could you regret it? You must be not sober, Kunzi, help him wake up again." Once he wakes up, Mr. Fan must have drunk too much at noon, so his mind is not sober, so help him sober up."

The voice hadn't just finished, Kunzi had already said nothing, lowered his head, and slapped Mr. Fan's face with a "slap". Looking at Mr. Fan's bruised nose and swollen face, Zhao Xiaohan's eyes showed no pity Well, poor people must have something to hate. If Mr. Fan hadn't gone too far by himself, how could he have ended up in such a situation?

Some people don't need pity, just like Mr. Fan at this time.

"No, don't hit me anymore, if you hit me again, I'll really die!" One slap after another fell on Mr. Fan's face like raindrops. His nose and mouth were already covered with blood. The delicate woman in front of her was already trembling with fright, and her eyes could hardly be opened due to fright.

In her eyes, whether it was in bed or in reality, no one dared to provoke Mr. Fan, who had nothing he couldn't do, how many people surrounded him and beat him?And he got his nose bruised and his face swollen?Almost begged for mercy on his knees?After knowing Mr. Fan for so many years, it was the first time she saw Mr. Fan being beaten so badly.

"You, you guys, don't call anymore. If you call again, I will call the police." The woman finally spoke, and she had already taken out her mobile phone while speaking, but unexpectedly, the moment she took out the mobile phone, Kunzi went up Otherwise, she slapped her on the hand with a slap, without the slightest sympathy: "It's best not to meddle in other people's business, or I will beat you together, don't think you are a woman and I won't beat you, heh, mess with you!" I'm in a hurry, my young master hits both men and women, sit down for me!"