This place is a bit similar to Brian's casino below, but it is intentional outside.
There was no elevator in the building, but I followed the steps. When we went upstairs, I followed quietly.
Going to the third or fourth floor, there is an iron gate blocking the way.
The fine iron is thicker than my fingers, thicker than my fingers, and thicker than Tan Tianjian's fingers. His fingers are much thicker than mine, and his hands are big.
Tan Tianjian took my hand and shook it up and down to the crack in the door. He pushed his left hand and the door opened.
I had a few rings on my hand, one of which was a laser. He taught me, but I forgot it long ago; I never remembered it.
Tan Tianjian looked at me, and he had a little warning.
I followed him, there was nothing to be wary of, just don't move around and don't talk nonsense, I won't know anything else.
He seemed very satisfied, and pulled me in and walked in. I couldn't tell that he was alert; he probably was teasing me just now, so I didn't move around.
After entering the iron gate, there is a short corridor with several houses on three sides.
He looked at me and pulled me to the front left. The door looked bigger.
He blocked me behind him and went over and rang the doorbell.
Soon there was movement inside, very subtle but obvious.
I looked at the wall of flesh blocking me. He didn't look like he was playing at all. He didn't pretend to be crazy or majestic; he just stood casually, like a visitor visiting the door.
He is the ultimate boss wherever he goes, dominating everything.
I also stood quietly, with him blocking me, and I would be fine.
I have something to do, I am just quiet and didn't expect anything to happen.
The door opened, and a man looked out, muttering: "Lao Fu, you are late for every meeting, so I just don't even answer the phone today."
Tan Tianjian moved his back, flicked his arm, and rolled into the corridor alone, his head tilted and his mouth foamed.
Someone in the room shouted loudly: "Lao Fu, the matter is not over yet, you won't care about it, you don't look like you."
I remember this voice, cold, emotional, and a faint sense of resentment.
I looked at Tan Tianjian, and his back: How did he find this place?