When Zhang Fan got out of the car, he felt a wave of hot air coming from the pavement. His facial features were instantly distorted. He also completely woke up at this moment. The temperature here is so high!
Directly opposite the station is a hotel called the Flame Mountain Scenic Area International Hotel. Zhang Fan plans to settle down first and talk about things later.
After Zhang Fan entered the hotel, he came to the front desk and asked: "Get me a room..."
"Sir, we only have one room left in our hotel. It's a junior suite. The price is 1,888 per night. Can you think of it?"
the hotel front desk asked.
"Can."
Zhang Fan nodded in response.
After opening the room, Zhang Fan got on the elevator. Just as the elevator door was about to close, an arm reached into the elevator room. The elevator door reopened, and two people, a man and a woman, came into view.
The man was wearing a suit dotted with dots of scales, his hair was slicked back, and he was wearing a pair of crocodile leather shoes. He held his head high, looking unruly and unruly.
The woman was wearing a colorful long skirt with a deep V-neck in the front. There was no cover on the back. The entire back was exposed to the air. The hem of the skirt was also unusually short. It seemed that whenever she moved around, her key parts would be exposed.
After Zhang Fan glanced at the two of them, he took a step back to make room for the two of them.
But at this moment, the man with his head behind his back looked at Zhang Fan and yelled angrily, "What the hell are you looking at?
Look at me gouging out your eyes again!"
In fact, Zhang Fan's eyes did not linger on the woman for a long time, because Zhang Fan was not interested in such a woman at all. Even if she was a very ordinary person, Zhang Fan would still glance at her.
Zhang Fan frowned when he heard the curse from the man with the back head. At this moment, the man with the back head was about to enter the elevator. Zhang Fan suddenly raised his foot and kicked the man with the back head hard in the abdomen.
"collapse……"
With a muffled sound, the body of the man with the head on his back instantly flew out and fell heavily to the ground.
The woman on the side, who was dressed like a pheasant, glanced at Zhang Fan in surprise, then turned and ran in the direction of the man behind her.
The elevator door slowly closed, and soon it reached the fifth floor. Zhang Fan came to room 503. He threw his backpack on the sofa, quickly turned on the central air conditioner, and leaned on the sofa to rest, enjoying the cool breeze.
The comfort he brings.
"Dong dong dong..."
"Open the door... open the door..."
Ten minutes later, there was a noisy knock on the door.
Zhang Fan guessed that it was the man with the back of the head who led someone to the door. It seemed that the guy was not a willing owner.
Zhang Fan stood up and opened the door. There was a group of people holding baseball bats standing at the door. Their faces were full of stern expressions, and their eyes seemed to want to kill Zhang Fan.
Looking at these people, Zhang Fan smiled faintly. These were just some bluffs. Soon, Zhang Fan found the man in this group of people whose hair was no longer as neat as before. Under Zhang Fan's kick
, a man with slightly messy back hair.
"How dare you hit me? Do you not want to live anymore?
ah?"
The man behind his back narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Fan and asked angrily.
There was a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Zhang Fan took the initiative to take a few steps back and sat down next to the sofa.
Zhang Fan's behavior seemed to the man with the back of his head to be afraid!
The man with the back of his head straightens his waist straighter and lifts his head higher!
The man with his head on his back walked through the crowd and walked to the front. He walked slowly towards Zhang Fan with his hands behind his back in a manly step. The dozen or so people holding baseball bats in their hands followed closely behind, looking more and more arrogant.
After the man with the back of his head walked to the sofa, he stood opposite Zhang Fan.
"how?
Scared?"
The man behind the back snorted coldly.
Zhang Fan didn't answer, just looked at the man behind his back quietly.
The man with his head behind his back stretched out his right hand, and a boy behind him handed a heavy baseball bat into his hand.
"I'm a scene person. You kicked me out of the elevator, slapped me in the face, and made me lose face. This matter must be settled. I won't make it too difficult for you. I only want one of your legs. This
That’s how it happened.”
The man behind his back cast his gaze on Zhang Fan's right leg and motioned for Zhang Fan to stretch out his right leg.
Zhang Fan smiled and reached out to the man behind his back.
The man with the back of his head was startled at first, but after waiting for a while, he seemed to realize what Zhang Fan meant, "Okay! You might as well do it yourself! You won't get my hands dirty!"
After saying that, the man behind his back handed the baseball bat to Zhang Fan's hand. After Zhang Fan took the baseball bat, he suddenly exerted force and the baseball bat was chopped out instantly, but Zhang Fan did not hit his leg with the baseball bat.
, but hit the man with the head behind him on the leg.
"ah……"
A fierce scream was heard from the mouth of the man behind him, and then he slipped from the sofa and rolled on the ground in pain.
"Why are you still watching? Come on!"
The man with the back of his head said hysterically.
Just when everyone was about to rush towards Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan suddenly exerted force with his hands. The thick baseball bat actually shortened little by little under the squeeze of Zhang Fan's hands, and finally shortened to an iron lump of less than five centimeters!
Seeing this scene, everyone present dropped the baseball bats in their hands, the muscles at the corners of their mouths trembled slightly, their legs trembled unconsciously, and their eyes looking at Zhang Fan were full of fear.
The man with the back of his head was also stunned by Zhang Fan's ability. Zhang Fan grabbed the man with the back of his head by his collar and lifted his body up forcefully.
"Not awesome anymore?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"No... no... no..." The man behind the back shook his head repeatedly. Although he had two sons in his pocket, he couldn't defeat such a ruthless person.
"You, sir, don't remember the faults of villains. Don't be like me. I apologize to you. I was wrong! Please forgive me!"
The man with the back of his head begged.
Zhang Fan threw the man behind him out, smashed him on the floor, and whispered: "Get out!"
As soon as he said these words, the man behind the back winked at his younger brothers repeatedly as if he had been granted amnesty. His younger brothers supported him and walked quickly outside, as if they were afraid that Zhang Fan would regret it.
"Take your things..." Zhang Fan said coldly.
One boy quickly turned around, picked up all the baseball bats on the ground, and everyone hurriedly left the room together.
Zhang Fan once again leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to relax. Within ten minutes, the door to the room was knocked again. Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel a little irritable, but he still got up and opened the door.
What caught his eye this time was a familiar figure. This familiar figure was none other than the woman named Gina whom he met on the plane.