He doesn't believe in the nonsense of any staff mistakes, this whole set of procedures has gone through the hands of at least five people, and each time the listing will be confirmed, how can everyone make mistakes.

Manager Zhang put on a smiling face and said to Lu Nan: "Mr. Lu, I'm really sorry. Because of the mistakes of our staff, which led to such a situation, we are not happy to go. If you are willing to give up the contract and choose a different floor, we can give you a 95% discount. ”

"No need!" Lu Nan smiled, "I'm not interested in other floors. ”

With that, he picked up the contract and turned around to leave.

Manager Zhang hurriedly blocked in front of Lu Nan and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, it is very difficult for us to do this. ”

At this moment, a young man with an evil face appeared at the door of the signing room, knocked on the door frame twice with his mobile phone, and shouted: "Why are you so inked? My eldest brother has drunk both cups of tea, can the contract be signed? ”

Manager Zhang hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face and said in a low voice: "I'm really sorry, I'm negotiating with this gentleman." ”

"Negotiate your mother's fork, get out of here!"

The young man pushed Manager Zhang away, then came to Lu Nan and sneered: "Boy, bring the contract!" ”

"What happens if you don't take it?" Lu Nan looked at the young man with interest.

"If you don't take it, you'll die!"

As he spoke, the young man waved his mobile phone and smashed it on Lu Nan's head.

The young man's mobile phone case was surrounded by steel nails, and if he really smashed it, his head would definitely be pierced.

Lu Nan's eyes were cold, and he kicked the young man in the stomach and kicked him out of the signing room.

The young man spat out a mouthful of blood foam, glared at Lu Nan fiercely, and said, "Boy, you have a kind!" ”

Before the words fell, several people ran to the door of the signing room and helped the young man up.

Immediately after, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face and a fat man shaking a folding fan walked into the signing room.

Manager Zhang was so frightened by Lu Nan's kick that he didn't come back to his senses, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him who was full of student spirit would be so ruthless.

"You're the one who robbed me?" The middle-aged man looked at Lu Nan and asked.

Lu Nan shook his head with a smile and said, "It's too much to say that it was robbed, it seems that I signed the contract first." ”

"Do you know who I am?" The middle-aged man's voice was slightly cold.

Lu Nan shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Does it have anything to do with me who you are?" ”

"Good!" The middle-aged man sneered, "I like people with kinds, but I prefer the land on the top floor." ”

After speaking, he raised his hand, and five or six people behind him walked into the signing room and surrounded Lu Nan and the three.

Huang Xiaoli nervously hid behind Lu Nan and said in a low voice: "Lu Nan, the heroes don't suffer the immediate losses, so let's let them go?" ”

Lu Nan winked at Huang Xiaoli and said with a smile: "Who said we would suffer?" ”

"Kill the trouble, give him a breath!" The middle-aged man turned the ring on his hand and said lightly.

A few of the younger brothers immediately rushed up and pounced on Lu Nan.

The next moment, screams rang out.

The first person to rush up was directly kicked out by Lu Nan and smashed out of the door.

Next, Lu Nan's figure flashed quickly, grabbing the palms of four or five people with one hand, and there was a crackling sound with a flick of his wrist.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Nan threw his arm and threw those people out of the signing room with only one arm.

The middle-aged man's brows were tightly locked, and although there was consternation in his eyes, it was not to the point of fear.

"Excuse me, can we go?" Lu Nan looked at the middle-aged man with a smile and asked.

"Wait!"

Just as Lu Nan was about to leave, the fat man behind the middle-aged man spoke.

"After learning a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu, you feel invincible in the world?" The middle-aged fat man said in a weird way.

"Or else?" Lu Nan sat on the chair and said in a good time.

Huang Xiaoli and Chen Weiwen saw Lu Nan's skills, and now they are full of confidence in him, standing behind Lu Nan majestically.

"Sometimes, there are many ways to torture people, and I don't think you want to know what those methods are?"

The middle-aged fat man closed the folding fan in his hand, put it in his palm and kept knocking it, and his small eyes the size of mung beans flashed with a vicious cold light.

"I'm naturally curious, why don't you tell me?" Lu Nan asked with a grin.

The middle-aged man opened the folding fan and slowly raised it to block his mouth, and then heard a strange tone coming from his mouth.

"Be careful, master, it's witchcraft!" The voice of the brute won came from the order of the prison officer of the Netherworld.

When it came to witchcraft, Lu Nan immediately thought of the middle-aged woman holding the child on the train, who had just recited a strange spell and petrified a large living person.

Witchcraft is very evil, and Lu Nan has to deal with it carefully.

Two minutes later, the middle-aged fat man was still chanting the incantation, and the sweat on his forehead was pouring down, but Lu Nan didn't feel anything unusual in his body.

The middle-aged man with a scarface glanced at the fat man impatiently, and he wanted to make a noise but was afraid that it would disturb him, so he could only wait in a muffled voice.

Another two minutes passed, the middle-aged fat man's face was pale, and the clothes on his body were already soaked, but Lu Nan was still sitting there unharmed.

Suddenly, the mantra in the mouth of the middle-aged fat man stopped.

He slowly lowered the folding fan in his hand, his mouth closed, and his cheeks bulged, as if he was holding something in his mouth.

The next moment, his mouth suddenly opened, and he let out a dull "drink" sound.

Lu Nan immediately felt a trace of strangeness appear in his abdomen, as if a mass of restless energy was born from the dantian.

That's it?

Lu Nan sighed, compared to the woman on the train, this level of countless is simply the gap between a kindergarten baby and a college student.

Lu Nan slightly manipulated the aura in his body, and then eliminated that energy into invisibility. The middle-aged fat man spat out a mouthful of blood in repulsion.

"You call it witchcraft, too?" Lu Nan looked at the middle-aged fat man with a funny expression.

The middle-aged man with a scarface looked at the fat man with a disappointed expression, and said unhappily: "Master, can you do it?" ”

The middle-aged fat man wiped a handful of blood from his mouth, and the surprise in his heart could already be described as earth-shattering.

Now that his own financier is watching, he has to hold on to his death.

"This kid is a practitioner, it seems that it will take a little effort to deal with him." The fat master looked at Lu Nandao with a gloomy face.

"Forget it, it's okay for you to scare children with this level of witchcraft, don't be embarrassed here." Lu Nan said lightly.

The fat master secretly glanced at the middle-aged man and found that the latter's face was ugly.

He rolled his eyes and said, "I have a specialty in magic, and witchcraft is just my weakest one. There is a kind of comparison between us and others, and the one who wins can get the top floor. ”