Douluo: You call this a toy

Yang Fan was in a hurry to go to the company, and Bai Feng happened to have a car, so he acquiesced to go with him.

"Brother, is this urgent?"

Bai Feng asked as he drove out of the hospital.

"Someone is causing trouble in the company, what do you think?"

"Damn it, who is so brave that he dares to come to your company to look for trouble?"

Bai Feng showed off his superb driving skills, weaving in and out of traffic like a loach.

After a short time, we arrived at Tianyu Building.

Before the car could stop, Yang Fan jumped out of the car and entered the building.

"Brother, don't worry, wait for me."?

After parking the car, Bai Feng trotted towards the building.

After getting out of the elevator, he found a few idle guys sitting at the door of the company. Yang Fan saw the landlord at a glance and walked away with a sullen face.

"Brother Xiaofan, they bully people."

Sun Zhihan said angrily.

"Scoundrel, gangster, Brother Yang, please don't show mercy."

Xiaolian also glared angrily at the guys blocking the door.

"what happened?"

Even if you can hit, you can't beat people at will, not to mention that Yang Fan is a good and reasonable young man. He must first understand the reasons before he can convince people with reason and deal with it calmly.

Liu Xueru glanced at Mr. An and said: "He came here yesterday and said that he planned to open a company and asked us to move. The business will be opened the day after tomorrow. The registration address for all the key procedures is here. How to move? Is it too late? "

"And the contract is clearly written. It's a five-year contract. If you break the contract, you will break it. How can there be such a person?"

Mr. An, the landlord, who was sitting in the crowd, shouted unhappily: "You can take back my house whenever you want. The remaining fees will be refunded to you. Move in immediately."

"You should have seen my determination! If I don't move, your company won't be able to open."

Liu Xueru immediately refuted, "Mr. An, can you be reasonable? Can you solve the problem by blocking the door in a barbaric way? We have a contract and can solve it through legal channels."

"Threatening me with the law again? Brothers, isn't it hot outside? Come inside and cool down."

Mr. An glanced at Yang Fan, stood up and walked into the room, pulled up a chair and sat in the office area.

The same goes for several other guys.

"Don't dirty my chair, you bunch of scoundrels!"

Xiaolian curled her lips and cursed.

"Humph, if we don't move away, we'll sleep on the table."

a man threatened.

"It's so attentive. I lie on the table and watch the beauties working. Such great benefits make my blood boil just thinking about it."

These people have weak souls, and if they are not taught a lesson, they think they are easy to bully.

"You guys wait outside, I'll talk to them."

Yang Fan said and walked inside.

Liu Xueru led the people back to the door and closed the door.

Yang Fan didn't say anything. He lowered the curtains around him one by one. Those people were trapped. What were they doing?Intended to resort to violence?The six of them couldn't kill him.

Yang Fan sat on Liu Xueru's boss chair and waved to Mr. An, "Come here."

Mr. An immediately walked over, sat down opposite Yang Fan, crossed his legs, and said forcefully: "We must move out before six o'clock today."

"It's no problem to move away. I'll be compensated 300 million yuan for damages."

Since the other party is unreasonable, Yang Fan has no reason to speak of.

"Why should I compensate you?"

Mr. An looked at Yang Fan angrily and slapped his palm on the table.

"Hey, be gentle. If the table is broken, at least ten thousand more will be paid."

"You want to blackmail me?"

"I don't dare to have so many helpers. However, the losses still have to be compensated. The decoration and various procedures cost nearly 200 million. After you made such a fuss today, a large customer with an order of 300 million originally came to discuss cooperation. , it was you who scared people away. For the sake of our acquaintance, please pay 100 million, totaling 300 million, plus liquidated damages and other expected losses. Not too much. Remove the fraction and give 1000 million. I'll move out immediately."

"Fart, why do you pay so much? Since you are not honest, don't blame me. First, restore the house to its original condition. Otherwise, the transfer fee will not be refunded!"

Perhaps in order to cooperate with Mr. An, a guy pulled off a keyboard and threw it on the ground. He stepped on it a few times and yelled: "You want to die, don't you?"

Mr. An stood up, stepped on the chair with one foot, supported the table with both hands, and said angrily: "Try to be cruel to me, you are still young."

"Brothers, if they don't move out for a day, we will eat, drink and sleep here."

Yang Fan lowered his face and said to Mr. An: "If you take your leave now and continue to perform the contract, I will no longer pursue you. From now on, we will still be friends."

"Humph, we must move away unconditionally!"

Mr. An said it very firmly and there was no room for negotiation at all.

"Well, since you're being arrogant and refusing to leave, then don't leave."

Yang Fan moved a chair and sat at the door.

Several people laughed wildly, "What kind of trick are you playing? It's not right to just lock the door and leave."

However, amidst the ridicule of these people, a ghost howl sounded.

But when I saw the person who threw the keyboard, he pinched his neck tightly and rolled on the floor.

"Who, who is pinching me——"

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, he rolled around and finally got up, but involuntarily hit his head on the floor with a loud bang.

"Is he sick? You cold-blooded guys, hurry up and catch him, don't die in the store!"

Everyone was frightened by the sudden change. At Yang Fan's reminder, Mr. An ran forward and hugged the person tightly.

"Stop hitting me. If you hit me again, your forehead will crack."

The man had a big bulge on his forehead. He stopped suddenly, looked at the astonished guys, and said in horror: "What just happened? My neck seemed to be strangled by someone, and I couldn't help it..."

Then, he threw away Mr. An and looked around with fearful eyes.

"Haha, your kid isn't possessed by evil spirits, is he?"

As soon as a guy finished speaking, he fell down from the chair and hit his head on the ground. He barely survived the fall. He struggled to get up, but he couldn't lift his head.

"What's going on? You guys discussed this before coming here, right? Do you want to force me to death? The method is cruel enough! However, the acting is not realistic enough. You have the guts to knock a hole in your head to show me."

Yang Fan shouted disdainfully.

"Are you two just pretending? Didn't I ask you to harm yourself?"

However, as soon as Mr. An finished speaking, the person with his head on the floor suddenly hit him like a frog. His body was unstable and he fell on his back.

Then, the man was fine, but it was Mr. An's turn to perform. He lay quietly, slowly stretched out his hand, and tore his mouth violently. The corners of his mouth were torn and blood flowed into his mouth.

At this time, everyone was frightened, especially those who had not yet had their turn to perform. They trembled and ran towards the door, intending to get out of the way.

Yang Fan stretched out his arm and said coldly: "Is this a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"

"Boss, I, I'm afraid, please let me go."

"And I didn't make any noise or curse."

"There is really a ghost in the house, Ma, get out of the way."

The person who spoke last was the person who threw the keyboard.

Yang Fan's eyes darkened and he kicked out, causing the latter to fly out.

"You broke the keyboard, pay the money and then leave!"