"It's okay, go to bed." Chen Fan threw his phone aside.

At around 9 o'clock in the morning, Chen Fan left the house. As soon as he came out of the community, a security guard quietly sent a text message to Lan Baiwan.

"Boss, something is wrong. The car behind us has been following us."

The one who drove was Zhang Tianba. There were too many things happening recently, so he seemed very alert.

"It's okay, just drive."

"Then where are we going now?"

"Eat hot pot, old place."

"Are we calling a few people?"

"No, when you arrive, you can go upstairs with me, don't stay longer. Go straight through the back hall, take a taxi back, find a safe place to hide, do you understand what I mean?"

“Hey.”

Zhang Tianba has been with Chen Fan for so long and knows it. He didn't ask much. He went to a very famous hotpot interlock with Chen Fan and ran away from the back hall in a pretty voice.

Chen Fan went in and found the reserved private room. Behind Chen Fan, two stubborn boys followed him. Seeing that Chen Fan was taken to the private room No. 12 by a very beautiful waitress, one stepped back and the other went out to make a phone call.

In less than half an hour, there were a few more cars outside. Because it was morning, there were not many people and there were no people in the lobby.

"Sir, how many of you?"

Seeing a large group of people coming in outside, each holding some newspapers and other things in their hands. The lobby manager felt something was wrong and rushed forward.

"It's not your business!"

The leader was a bald head with a pointed head, big eyelids and small eyes, and looked a bit like a toad. He pushed the lobby manager away, and two younger brothers came up from behind and pointed the waiter behind the counter with a knife. At that time, the scene was a little uncontrollable, and several waiters screamed.

"It's so bad. You're not doing anything here. Do you know what it means?" A boy gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from his teeth. When he said this, he asked about a dozen people who had already walked upstairs quickly.

Private Room No. 12, the third floor, these people didn't say anything, and just went up and kicked the door open. At the same time, two black guns pointed at the private room, and one of them cursed first, "I'm so mad, you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the few who rushed to the front were stunned!

In the private room, there were five or six men, one of whom was quite old, with white hair and no beard. Most of the others were middle-aged!

No Chen Fan!

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with sword-eyed eyebrows stood up, not afraid of the gun at all, and pointed the gun in his hand at him, "Where is Chen Fan? Where is Chen Fan!"

"What are you looking for Chen Fan?"

"What are we doing with Chen Fan? Let's settle the score with him!"

The man said, firing a shot at the head, and the hot pot city was in chaos immediately, but before the man could say a word, he suddenly heard a low roar behind him, "Don't move!"

When everyone heard this, they turned to look over. A man with a cold face was standing behind them. He didn't even hold the guy in his hand, but he stood there in his pocket. But when he said this, the people couldn't help but shivered!

Who is this person?

"Who are you?"

The toad looked dissatisfied and pointed at his nose and asked.

"Big, big brother!"

The little brother behind him suddenly pulled him, "Big, brother, this is something wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

"I seem to have seen the one I talked to you just now in the room!"

“Where have you seen it?”

“In the newspaper!”

The toad gasped, "In the newspaper? Who is he?!"

"I'm not sure, but it looks a bit like our director of the Public Security Bureau, Director Wang!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone shivered. The toad took a peek and saw that the few people in the room stood up, and felt a little scared.

Is it a rumor that a mouse is afraid of cats?

Crack the rat's gallbladder and knock the cat over?

pull!

In front of the police chief, he fiddled with the gun and killed the person. Isn’t this a hit on the gun?

What made the toad's calves even more cramped is that a person like Director Wang is awesome and powerful figure in the local area, but with such a status, he can only sit on the edge. What is the white-haired old man sitting in the middle doing?

When he turned around, he saw the man who looked at him calmly. The man was dressed in black and wearing a security uniform. His hair was short, flat, dark skin, and straight body. When he saw him standing there, the toad knew that the smell was coming. This man was a soldier, and he was definitely not an ordinary big-headed soldier!

It's over!

The toad has never been so desperate, even if the man has not taken action, even if no one is around.

"Put down the gun and squat down."

The soldier who was blocking behind everyone said lightly, his voice was not loud and his tone was quite calm.

"Ba"

The toad threw the gun in his hand on the ground, and squatted down with his head in his arms.

The people behind him were completely confused when they saw it.

"And you guys."

The man pointed his hand.

Among the crowd, a few young people looked dissatisfied. They were about to step forward and were scolded by the toad, "Don't throw the guy away and squat down!"

"Brother!"

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