A Big Loser

Chapter 33: Signs

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Pan Biao wants to see the skill of Wan Kang.

"Wangkang, can you show your hands?" Pan Biao called Wankang to the office and asked with a smile while sitting in a recliner.

"What is it?" Wan Kang was taken aback, "Which way?"

"Put it on."

"Hit someone?" Wan Kang's heart turned sharply and he understood what Pan Biao meant. He was originally assigned to the hotel security department and an office was specially assigned. Isn't it obvious that such treatment is not obvious. Invisible, no moves, you let me show my hands, it's really hard for me to do it for me."

"Oh, I forgot." Pan Biao nodded and threw a piece of Nanjing Nine-Five Zun to Wan Kang, "You practice Sanda, no routines. Either way, can you show your strength or speed twice? , Such as splitting a brick with a single palm, kicking a plank, shooting or moving speed, in short, it can show your physical strength, show it twice."

Wan Kang is scratching the scalp. These requirements made by Pan Biao are not difficult. It can be said to be very easy. For now, he is standing at Pan Biao’s desk, he can take a small step back, and then he can jump. Can fly over Pan Biao thoroughly. The difficulty is that Wankang didn't know the purpose of Pan Biao's doing this. According to common sense, it should not be as simple as looking at his skills.

"Minister Pan, is there something wrong?" Wan Kang asked.

Pan Biao looked at Wankang and nodded, "Maybe someone is coming to find something, and they are quite capable. I'm worried that you can't stop it."

Wan Kang didn't speak, he really didn't dare to say, because he didn't know how capable he was in battle, or that he didn't have a comprehensive and accurate understanding of himself. Just like Pan Biao in front of him, like a little calf, Wan Kang suspected that he would have played with him. If a mistake is caught by Pan Biao's calf, it can be rounded and thrown out, at least he can fall half-dead.

"Why, no confidence?" Pan Biao smiled.

"You can't say enough." Wankang felt that he couldn't be too weak, otherwise I would be sorry for the 6,000 yuan in January. "But I will try my best. Since I use the money to eat this bowl of rice, of course I have to go all out."

"Well, you can understand." Pan Biao said, "In our business, I'm afraid of being stunned. I will slap my chest and slap my butt right away." After Pan Biao finished speaking, he got up and walked a few steps. He was really uneasy. Wankang, after all, has never seen it before and has no bottom.

Wan Kang also understands Pan Biao's mind, he is thinking how to convince Pan Biao to him.

"What do you think of me?" Pan Biao held out his chest.

"Strong as a mountain." Wankang uttered three words.

"Then what do you think is your chance of winning with me?" Pan Biao asked directly.

"It's hard to tell." Wan Kang is very meaningful. "Victory or defeat is often just a matter of thought. Whoever seizes the opportunity or gains momentum can win with one blow."

"Well, that's the truth." Pan Biao nodded and smiled, "Wangkang, shall we make gestures?"

Wankang regarded Pan Biao's request as an assessment and had to accept it.

"Okay." Wankang nodded, "It will stop when you click, or should you get down?"

"Haha." Pan Biao looked at Wankang with a serious expression, and really regretted the request just made. "It will stop until you click it, or it would be uneconomical to hurt your own vitality." This is also Pan Biao's self-protection. He doesn't know how capable Wan Kang is. If he hits the ground until he gets down, it would be too shameful if he gets knocked down.

"That's all right." Wan Kang nodded, feeling more spacious. He was also afraid of being caught by Pan Biao and strangled to death. "Choose a bright place?"

In the corner of the Jinhao underground parking lot, Wankang and Pan Biao stood face to face, five meters apart.

Pan Biao always wins fights with brute force. After indicating that he is ready, he hurries up, staring at Wan Kang, raising his right arm and smashing it down. The offensive did not use all his strength, Pan Biao waited for Wan Kang to dodge in time to follow up in the correct position and then increase his strength.

With the closing trend, the speed will inevitably be affected. This is horribly slow in Wankang's view, just like the slow motion in the movie.

This is not surprising. Wankang has been able to catch dragonflies with bare hands since he was a child. When I was young, Wankang never took a nap. In summer, there were many dragonflies at noon, and sometimes the weather was boring. The dragonflies flew low and hula la. Whenever this happened, Wankang would walk to the street with a bare spine and stand still and catch the dragonfly. At the beginning, it was purely random collisions, and it was able to grab a few with the speed of grabbing. Later, the eyes gradually caught up, and relatively had a goal, I saw one hand out and fished, and almost never missed it. Later, the body began to move, you can chase the dragonfly to catch.

The dragonfly that can stop flying suddenly and has a "reverse gear" is not under the words of Wan Kang, why is Pan Biao not swift and slams a punch with the count

When he twisted his feet, the soles of the shoes rubbed against the concrete floor and made a piercing scream. The force generated was enough to support Wan Kang to rise into the air and stab Pan Biao obliquely.

Pan Biao didn't look right, and quickly retracted his fist, but at this time he felt that his armpit was scratched firmly and accurately. If you apply a little bit of force this time, the whole arm will not be able to stretch freely in a short time.

"Fuck me!" Pan Biao has always wanted to show a calm spirit in front of Wan Kang since the beginning, but after being picked so whirlwind by Wan Kang, he finally couldn't hold his breath. of?"

Wankang was already standing three meters away and giggling.

"Let's go!" Pan Biao said, "I will be in Huanhong City in the future, and I will not be ashamed by Pan Biao!" Pan Biao said this, which shows that he is knowledgeable. Like a horse betting, I glanced at Qianliju.

Pan Biao took Wankang to his office, opened the drawer, picked up a piece of Chinese, and threw it to Wankang, "Don't worry about smoking after you finish, I have it here."

"No, how can I smoke you all the time." Wan Kang shook his head, "Besides, this cigarette is expensive. It's a pity that I smoked."

"You are different now." Pan Biao laughed. "Now you are a real person. Behind me, Pan Biao, you have to be a fan. Ten and twenty cigarettes can't make it to the scene."

Wan Kangyi listened to something, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Minister Pan, what do you mean?"

"Jinhao Hotel, Deputy Minister of Security Department!" Pan Biao said, "When I look back, I will tell the boss that I will definitely be able to get it down. I still have a certain amount of weight. In Huanhong City, I have more or less help brothers. Otherwise, I can't be Jinhao's security minister."

"Can the salary go up?" Wan Kang looked eagerly.

Pan Biao was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled, "You kid really never saw the sky? I can tell you, with your ability, under my guidance, work hard, and within a year, you will be fat and oily! "

With Wankang's hole cards, Pan Biao's initiative to attack soon began.

Shengting Hotel is famous among the top three in Huanhong City, so it's not because the grade is higher than Jinhao, the key is its boldness. It is said that the cadres above the director level in Huanhong City have a Shengting Supreme Card. As long as they come to spend, all are half off, and they can only be recognized. In other words, the Supreme Card can be used by relatives and friends. Even so, and every time you come to spend, it starts at a few thousand dollars, and it is still half discount, and the holy court does not even blink its eyelids.

"Isn't it the Saint Court is rich and powerful? Give me a price of 5,000!" Pan Biao took Wankang and sat in a Buick business with seven or eight people, "I will stir this up until the end of the meal. Here, let them free!" Pan Biao said, inside a small plastic bag with a dead cockroach inside.

Seven or eight people went down, in suits and shoes, very stylish. Pan Biao and Wankang stayed in the car, closing their eyes and resting. There are also two big loaves in the back, all of which are capable shirtless boys.

According to Pan Biao’s plan, after his people went in for a meal to find faults, they would definitely have ups and downs. The scorpion head of the Sanctuary’s security department would definitely come forward to suppress it. At this time, when things arise, they will call for help, and then he will bring Wan Kang and Ji Half of the people went in, and the others went outside to take care of them and retreat.

It was originally agreed to be around an hour, but after waiting patiently for an hour and a half, there was still no movement.

"Dogday, you are all addicted to eating, don't you!" Pan Biao anxiously lit a cigarette. "There hasn't been any movement so far."

After suffering for another half an hour, Pan Biao couldn't help but made a phone call. Only then did he discover that he had made a mistake and despised his opponent too much.

The one who answered the phone was an arrogant voice, "Can't stand it anymore, can you? Come and bring someone. It's best to have a meeting ceremony, or everyone should cut one ear!"

Pan Biao squeezed the phone and gaped. In this case, taking a person to rush into the sea is tantamount to a stone cow into the sea, unless one is brought in. Such a number of people is not a problem, the key is that it makes a lot of trouble and does not end well.

"Wankang, are you brave?" Pan Biao thought for a while, turning his head to ask Wankang.

"What's the matter?" Wan Kang's heart jumped with "bomming", but he was courageous, but having the courage to do things does not mean that he is not afraid.

"I will go in with you two." Pan Biao said, "According to this situation, the head of the scorpion must be inside. If you take him down, everything will be resolved."

"How powerful is Leizitou?" Wan Kang's eyes were full of fear. After all, he was a spearhead boy who had just left school.

Pan Biao looked at Wankang, bowed his head and sighed, "I know you're scared, it's okay, this time you get through it, and you will become famous in Huanhong City in the future."

"I'm going, I'll go too if I'm afraid." Wan Kang nodded, his face a little pale.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just a big deal." Pan Biao patted Wan Kang on the shoulder, praying that the head of the tiger would not be lethal. It’s not that Pan Biao has no sympathy, but he can’t do anything about it. Sometimes there is no retreat for mixing this bite of food. If Wankang wants to mix on this road, success or failure must happen, and the key is that stubborn resistance has this capital. Just lack of experience.

The Shengting corridor is magnificent and magnificent. In the private rooms on both sides of the corridor, the sound of coveting and intertwining is constantly heard, which is prosperous.

Who knows that he still hides the murderous aura? This is a battle in the industry, and it is reasonable for others to be ignorant.

Wan Kang followed Pan Biao, smoking his cigarette, trying to calm his mind. For him, there is too much fear for all this.

On the fourth floor, luxurious hall. Pan Biao's seven or eight diners had already shrunk into a ball on the sofa, and everyone groaned a little. On the other side, the scorpion lay on the sofa with his head tilted with contempt. Behind him were a few angry-eyed men.