"It's you again!"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but shout in a deep voice.

I saw two people standing next to Hibiscus, one wearing a yellow robe and a mustache.

These two Zhang Fan have seen them in the simulator, but no one has seen him.

The mustache held a dagger in his hand, which was pressed against Hibiscus's neck, while the man in the yellow robe stood with his hands down.

Hearing Zhang Fan say, both of them were a little surprised, and the man in the yellow robe said:

"You've seen us?"

Zhang Fan realized that this was actually the first time they met.

"Let her go." Zhang Fan pointed to the small hibiscus and said.

The mustache was unmoved, but the man in the yellow robe snorted coldly, glanced at the people on the ground, and said coldly:

"Your Excellency has killed and injured so many of us, do you think I will let you go?"

张范 says:

"I just wanted to go to the top to talk about some business, but these people blocked me, so I had to fight myself."

"Arrogance, Mitsui Club has its own rules, if you want to go to the top, you have to follow the rules, let's say, who are you?"

"Businessman."

"Businessman? Do you think I'll believe it? The yellow-robed man said.

Believe it or not, Zhang Fan just wants to stall for time and find a way to save Hibiscus.

The two people in front of them grabbed Hibiscus, but they didn't hurt her, and they probably had some concerns.

At this time, he was empty-handed, he had no weapons, but there was a knife at his feet, which he could pick up and throw at the mustache, but it was a little far away from the hibiscus, and the dagger in the mustache's hand was dead against the hibiscus's neck.

Zhang Fan thought that he didn't have the same means as Xu Zhen, and he could use the Tang knife as a flying knife.

"Whether you believe it or not, I did come here to talk about business, but you are doing these bullshit rules, you let me go to the top, I want to buy a few things from your manager, and I will compensate for the loss here today."

Zhang Fan said this, but he was just dragging it, he said as he slowly walked towards the mustache, but what he didn't expect was that after thinking for a while, the man in the yellow robe actually said:

"If you beat me, I'll take you to the top."

What does that mean? Zhang Fan couldn't believe it, this man in yellow robe was so confident in himself?

"If you win, you'll take me there?" Zhang Fan asked rhetorically.

"That's right."

This makes Zhang Fan a bit of a dilemma, there will be no fraud.

"Okay, come on." Zhang Fan said.

"You're a guest, you make the first move."

The yellow-robed man said lightly, but his hand was already pressed on the handle of the knife at his waist.

There is nothing wrong with this guy's head, Zhang Fan glanced at the people lying on the ground, there is such a guest?

"Brother, be careful, don't worry about me." Hibiscus shouted loudly.

"Girl, don't worry."

After speaking, Zhang Fan casually picked up the knife at his feet and groaned:

"Then be careful."

After speaking, Zhang Fan held the knife in his right hand and put it on his chest, then slowly raised it above his head, took a small step forward with his left foot, slowly bent his right leg, his whole body sank down, and his left hand turned a palm flower on his chest.

"It's a strange starting style, the knife is too top, and the lower plate is empty and solid...... Isn't this the White Crane Knife Technique? ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Fan made up his current posture in his mind, the White Crane Knife Technique?

"Isn't it?" The yellow-robed man asked rhetorically as he took a horse step.

"That's right, it's the White Crane Sword Technique." Zhang Fan said loudly.

"Okay, it is said that the White Crane knife technique is mainly dexterous and elegant, and the victory is won by skill, let me come and learn it."

After the yellow-robed man finished speaking, he just said that he wanted Zhang Fan to make the first move was a fart, and he rushed a few steps, and then jumped and raised his knife to slash Huashan with a force towards Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan was not afraid at all, the corners of his mouth raised, and he threw the long knife in his hand that had long been ready to be launched towards the yellow-robed man in the air with all his might.

"You ......"

Seeing the long knife whistling in the wind, the yellow-robed man couldn't help but shrink his pupils, at this time he was in the air, and he couldn't hide if he wanted to, so he had to touch it.

If the person who threw the knife was replaced by Xu Zhen, the man in the yellow robe might be really fierce, but Zhang Fan couldn't throw it at all, and after the long knife was shot, it was not the tip of the knife that shot straight forward, but smashed it in the air.

The yellow-robed man saw the opportunity, and the knife he raised suddenly fell, colliding with the knife thrown by Zhang Fan.

With a bang, sparks splashed everywhere, and the yellow-robed man was smashed back in mid-air, and he took several steps back after landing before he stopped his body.

Looking at the knife thrown by Zhang Fan again, it was also cut in two by the yellow-robed man.

As soon as the yellow-robed man stood firm, he scolded angrily:

"Bastard, you're not a White Crane Sword Technique at all."

It's just that the yellow-robed man's knife in the air also made Zhang Fan very impressed, and he reacted quickly, not to mention, the yellow-robed man was thin and weak, but his strength was quite great.

"If you say yes, if you say no, then it's not, how about it? Did I win you? Zhang Fan said with a smile.

The yellow-robed man snorted coldly and said:

"Although you repelled me with one move, but your weapon was also destroyed by me, it's a tie, come again."

After speaking, he didn't bother to say more, swiped the long knife in his hand, and rushed towards Zhang Fan again.

Zhang Fan was empty-handed, and he was not very sure that he would be able to take the knife of the yellow-robed man, after all, he had almost no experience with this kind of knife master who used cold weapons.

At this time, Zhang Fan was like facing an egg with long thorns, and wanted to slap him, but he was afraid of stabbing his hand.

Just thinking about it, the yellow-robed man had already arrived in front of him, he held the knife in his backhand, and the blade went from the bottom to the top, and stabbed at Zhang Fan's lower abdomen.

Zhang Fan jumped back violently, and as soon as he dodged the blade, the blade of the yellow-robed man reached his chest, changed from flirting to cutting, and slashed horizontally towards Zhang Fan's neck.

Zhang Fan's subconscious body leaned back, and before he could make any other movements, the yellow-robed man's knife slashed down head-on.

The blade was getting closer and closer, and Zhang Fan seemed to feel that his face had been covered with a layer of frost.

Gu didn't want to fall to the ground, he slapped his right hand hard from the side to the knife, trying to slap the knife away with one palm.

But the man in the yellow robe reacted faster, presumably he was very experienced in using knives.

Seeing Zhang Fan's palm slap, his wrist flipped slightly, and the blade of the long knife immediately met Zhang Fan's palm.

Zhang Fan was startled, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, which was able to contain his strength, but his palm still collided with the blade, cutting a cut in the palm of his hand.

But it was also this palm that the long knife of the yellow-robed man just slapped the blade on Zhang Fan's head, and it was no big deal.

Zhang Fan was slapped straight to the ground by this knife, although he was not injured much, but the scene was very ugly.

"Brother......

Hibiscus exclaimed in fright and wanted to rush over, but was grabbed by the mustache.

The yellow-robed man was unforgiving, and after slapping Zhang Fan down with a knife, he immediately lifted the knife lightly and slashed it towards Zhang Fan's throat.

"It's endless."

The yellow-robed man's pressing steps angered Zhang Fan, and just when his blade was about to cut Zhang Fan's throat, he only felt a sharp pain in his lower body, and then the whole person flew into the air, hit the ceiling headlong, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The long knife in his hand also flew not far away with a loud bang, and the yellow-robed man's painful body was arched into a ball, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

"Despicable, you actually attacked his lower body, it's too despicable." The mustache holding Hibiscus on the side said angrily.

Zhang Fan is a little inexplicable, he has to take care of the other party's lower body in the fight of life and death, what kind of logic is this?

But he couldn't care so much, just when he kicked the yellow-robed man, he got up with a bone, quickly picked up the long knife that the yellow-robed man had dropped on the ground, and put it on the yellow-robed man's neck.

At this time, Zhang Fan was only six or seven meters away from the mustache, and he pointed to the hibiscus and said to the mustache:

"Now, let her go."

"You let him go first." Said the mustache.

"Okay."

Zhang Fan lifted the knife and carried it on his shoulder.

"You ......"

"What? I've released them, it's up to you. Zhang Fan said.

The mustache looked at Zhang Fan, and then at the yellow-robed man who was still moaning on the ground, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"Let it go...... Let her go. ”

The yellow-robed man who fell to the ground endured the pain and pointed to the little hibiscus.

The mustache hesitated, slowly withdrew the dagger, and gently pushed the hibiscus, and the hibiscus ran quickly behind Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan took a few steps back with the little hibiscus, and the mustache walked to the yellow-robed man very vigilantly, grabbed him by the collar and dragged him backwards, until he thought it was safe.

Xiao Hibiscus didn't know where to pull the strip of cloth, and hurriedly helped Zhang Fan's wound on his hand stop the bleeding.

Li Tao's simulator is not accurate enough, looking at the little hibiscus that bandaged him, Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh, the little hibiscus in the simulator really made Zhang Fan panic for a while.

After the hibiscus was bandaged, the mustache also arranged for someone to carry the yellow-robed man who was almost fainting away.

"As agreed, shouldn't you take me to the top floor?" Zhang Fan said to the mustache.

"That's not my agreement with you, you ......"

Zhang Fan frowned and said:

"You'd better get acquainted, do you think you're a little better than that guy just now?"

The mustache shook his head and said:

"He said that he could take you to the top floor, which is indeed true, because he is qualified, but I don't, even if I promise you, I can't take you to the top floor."

"Why?"

"Although the security of this building is nominally in charge of one department, it is actually divided into two parts, the person you fought with just now is a member of the Mitsui Kaisha Samurai Regiment, and the security on the top floor is all in charge of the Samurai Clan, and we have no right to intervene."

"The Samurai Order? Aren't you? Zhang Fan asked.

"No, I'm just a normal security guard. The samurai are the core force of Mitsui Kaisha, and they only work for the company, while the security of the middle and bottom levels is taken care of by those of us who are on the periphery. The mustache replied.

Zhang Fan sighed and said:

"Why is it so troublesome, then you mean, I can't go to the top floor?"

As soon as the words fell, a voice came from behind Zhang Fan:

"I'll take you."