139: One more guarantee

“Is that so? Why do I feel like the show has just begun?” Pan Han teased Chuan Ge while smoking a cigarette.

His eyes, fixed on the other party, emitted a faint blue light.

Pan Han now unleashed his pressure, letting it spread out.

The more than 30 people on the other side couldn't help but collectively shiver.

“Did you just shiver?” a younger brother standing in the back row asked the brother next to him.

“I shivered, how strange!” the person next to him replied.

“What’s going on? Why are my legs a bit disobedient?” another younger brother said.

“This is so damn creepy!” Chuan Ge also shivered just now.

“I’m done smoking. You guys start.” Pan Han saw that they weren’t coming forward, so he simply threw away his cigarette butt and spoke proactively.

“Holy crap! He’s still so arrogant! Brothers, let’s go together.” As the leader, Chuan Ge couldn't lose face.

With his command, more than 30 people swarmed forward.

“Very good. Then let’s have a Jing Wu Men!” Pan Han slowly took off his shirt, revealing his eight-pack abs.

“Are you filming a movie here?! You damn idiot!” Chuan Ge saw Pan Han’s good physique and handsome posture, and thought he was showing off.

So he stepped forward with a stick.

“Ah-da!” Pan Han took a forward lunge, and the Black Tiger Steals Crotch move was already unleashed, sending Chuan Ge to the ground with a cry.

Pan Han at this moment transformed into Chen Zhen, his eyes wide with anger, staring at the other younger brothers.

Seeing their Big Brother fall with one move, everyone was a bit flustered, looking at each other, not daring to step forward.

Pan Han saw them just loitering around, not daring to come forward, so he simply took on the role of director himself.

“Shorty, you go! Hurry!”

Pan Han’s tone carried an unquestionable authority, and after hearing it, Shorty seemed to be possessed, actually stepping forward.

“Yes, punch!” Pan Han even encouraged him.

Shorty threw a punch fiercely, Pan Han dodged to the side, lightly struck his abdomen with a punch, and then firmly grabbed his clothes.

“Ah-da!”

Shorty felt pain, but it was bearable, a strange pleasure flowing through his body.

After Pan Han grabbed his clothes, he didn’t let go, but struck a pose, looking at everyone.

After looking around, he pushed Shorty away with one hand. Shorty used the force and flew directly out.

“Not bad, not bad! Did everyone see that? This friend’s performance just now was excellent.” Pan Han applauded Shorty.

This!

These street thugs had been in countless fights, but they had never encountered a scene like this.

“Damn it, what are you thinking?! Go together!” Chuan Ge lay on the ground, having recovered a bit of strength, and shouted at everyone.

A few fearless ones rushed out.

Seeing this, Pan Han shouted, “Take this!”

One punch each, all knocked down.

After finishing, he even performed a closing move.

“You guys were a bit lacking, your expressions weren’t right when you fell. You should learn from Shorty!” Pan Han shook his head, looking very dissatisfied.

“You guys, let’s do another take!” Pan Han pointed at three other people.

These three looked at each other, no one daring to step forward.

Pan Han saw them being a bit hesitant and timid, so he gently walked forward, patted them and said:

“Look, assume this is the camera, you need to find good camera positions, don’t block me, understand?”

Some people nodded, some didn't.

In short, it was just damn weird!

“Come, ready! Action!” Pan Han didn’t give them time to react, but spoke in a commanding tone.

These three people, as if possessed, immediately moved when they heard “Action.”

As expected, they were knocked down with one punch again.

“Hmm, this take is not bad. Next group!” Pan Han nodded, saying earnestly.

At this moment, Chuan Ge stood up. He realized the situation was too strange.

“Group your mother! What next group? Are you filming a movie here?!”

“What do you think?” Pan Han stared at him with interest.

“Oh my god, I’ve been in the underworld for so many years, and this is the first time I’ve seen someone like you.”

“Whose fault is it that you have little experience?”

“Why are you helping that woman?” Chuan Ge saw that this person was unyielding, and he couldn't beat him, so he decided to try to talk things out first.

“I can’t tell, your line delivery is quite good. Your tone and expression are especially on point.”

“I’ll be damned!” Chuan Ge was enraged at this, and charged forward with his stick.

Slap! A slap landed on his face.

Chuan Ge spun around and returned to his original spot.

“Did you see him make a move?” Chuan Ge turned and asked the brothers behind him.

“Big Brother, I didn’t see it. He was too fast.”

“Big Brother, why don’t we retreat? This person is too evil.” Another younger brother cautiously approached, trembling.

“Get out of here, retreat what retreat.” Chuan Ge slapped him.

“Go, pick up stones.” Chuan Ge’s mind turned, since he couldn’t win in close combat, he would use hidden weapons.

If more than 30 people threw together, they would surely smash him to death.

Everyone heard this and thought, Big Brother is still smart! No wonder he could be the Big Brother.

So everyone crouched down to find stones.

Pan Han remained unhurried, watching them search.

In less than a minute, everyone had stones of various sizes in their hands.

“Don’t move, I’ll check the camera angle.” Pan Han made camera gestures with his hands, framing them.

“Smash him!” Chuan Ge was close to a rampage at this point, roaring.

More than 30 stones flew out simultaneously.

But the moment the stones flew out, Pan Han had already calculated their trajectories.

Amidst a shower of stones, Pan Han walked gracefully with his hands in his pockets, but never took an extra step.

The stones were about to hit him, but they just grazed past him.

By this time, nearly half of the younger brothers felt they should retreat quickly.

Because even a fool could see that they were no match for Pan Han.

However, since Chuan Ge was the boss, and he hadn't spoken, no one dared to suggest it.

Chuan Ge also felt his head buzzing; in his ten-plus years in the underworld, this was the first time he had encountered such a bizarre scene.

Completely off tempo!

He didn't know what to do now either.

“Excellent! This take is good. Leader, your improvisation was great.” Pan Han stood firm, looked back at the stones behind him, and nodded with satisfaction.

“Are you f***ing sick?!” Chuan Ge was speechless from Pan Han’s antics.

“Let me think, let’s do another big group, all of you together.” Pan Han felt like laughing at their appearance.

“What should we do, Big Brother? Should we go?” a younger brother quietly asked behind Chuan Ge.

“Chuan Ge, I want to fight properly, I don’t want to accompany him in filming.” There was actually a fearless younger brother who was ready to fight Pan Han to the death.

“Then what are you waiting for? Go!” Chuan Ge was also ready to fight to the death.

So, more than 30 street thugs shouted in unison, emboldening themselves, and charged directly forward.

Pan Han now looked at them as if they were a group of small snails.

Sure enough, in less than 15 seconds, they all lay on the ground.

“Ouch!”

“Ah!”

“Wow!”

Various screams echoed through the ancient tomb.

The tomb owner smiled kindly in his coffin.

“Excellent! Everyone worked very hard!” Pan Han chuckled as he went to comfort the street thugs.

“Damn it, who exactly are you?! This is truly evil.” This was the third time Chuan Ge had lain on the ground today.

“I’m just a guy who grills skewers. You just had to challenge me. Why bother?”

“You’re not the reinforcements that stinky woman brought, are you?!”

“I don’t actually know her. But she will find a way to pay you back. You shouldn’t push her too hard either.”

“You don’t know her, so why are you meddling?!” Chuan Ge was speechless.

“Perhaps you don’t realize how fortunate it is to be able to sit here and grill skewers peacefully.” Pan Han sighed with a hint of weariness, expressing his helplessness towards the apocalypse.

“Alright, you win, kid!” Chuan Ge listened to his disjointed words and wondered if someone had released the Evil God of Fire Cloud.

“Hehe, still not convinced, huh! How about we do another take?” Pan Han perked up when he heard this.