This man was also a white thug hired by Shendu Bar. As soon as the thug entered the door, he saw the man handing the tissue to the compartment. He also saw a hand stretching out from the compartment to collect paper. The man's movements were a little stiff, and he didn't care.

"Hurry up!" The thug muttered impatiently, then turned around and walked out.

As soon as the white thug went out, the big man immediately fell to the ground again.

"Huh!" Zhuo Fan stretched out his head and took a breath. "Fortunately, he used his mind power to control things without any loss."

Zhuo Fan opened the cabinet door under the pool again. As soon as the cabinet door opened, the coarse cloth sack inside was exposed. There were several knots tied on it.

After looking at the sack, he looked at the fainted man. Zhuo Fan thought of a clever plan.

This big man was dressed well. Zhuo Fan took out 50 yuan from his pocket and stuffed his wallet back. He turned his head to untie the rope on the bag.

The knot was tied very hard, but under the dual power of his mind and hands, he could not resist, and could only twist like a dying snake.

"Let me see who is tied here?"

Unlock the knots and pull the sackcloth pocket down.

The rich aroma of alcohol rushed out wildly, making the air smell hot.

The bag was opened halfway, revealing half a wonderful figure.

Zhuo Fan was stunned for a moment.

"Who are you……"

At first glance, this woman is wearing a particularly eye-catching witch hat and has a very popular figure!

Zhuo Fan immediately recalled that he had seen this woman at the Kuangdao Bar.

She was opening her hazy eyes and looking at Zhuo Fan in confusion. Her cheeks were a little red, and it seemed that she had drunk a lot of wine. Her rosy cherry mouth was slightly tempting, but a smell of alcohol was sprayed out from here, slightly despicable. As she breathed, her heart-blowing curves bound by her tights also trembled slightly.

Zhuo Fan was a little worried. If she leaned forward, would the clothes on her chest be unable to bear it and cracked?

The woman opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but she only let out a whimper.

"I didn't expect that I would see you again in this way..."

Another sound came from outside the door.

Zhuo Fan jumped up with a cleverness. He didn't have time to remove the big man and the woman's bag, but he hurriedly tied the bag back with his mind, and then dragged the big man into the toilet compartment.

Zhuo Fan hid his feet before his feet, and someone came in.

Looking out from the crack in the door, there were two bar staff wearing work clothes and wearing masks, making it difficult to see their faces.

There was also a huge trolley when they came in with them.

The person who came was a little sneaky, and Zhuo Fan began to doubt the true identities of the two.

The two of them came to the pool. At this time, the sound of a white thug came from outside the door. It was clearly urging Zhuo Fan, and Zhuo Fan had to bite the bullet and answer.

It was probably the hundred guards who knew that the big man was inside, so they didn't come in to check it out.

The two employees were startled by Zhuo Fan's voice. The two of them hurriedly opened the cabinet door of the pool, and held a huge bag and stuffed it into the storage cabinet on the trolley.

Pushing the cart, the two left in a panic. In a hurry, they didn't notice that the rope that tied the bag was loose.

"Go, go quickly!"

Zhuo Fan glanced at one of the people's side face, and his thin back looked very familiar. He was thinking about who was so bold that he dared to kidnap women. Now, when he heard the sound, he immediately realized it.

It's a bamboo pole!

One is a bamboo pole, and the other is him!

"It's indeed a bald man." The two of them wore masks but did not wear hats. The situation on their heads was naturally clear.

As soon as he pushed the door, Zhuo Fan followed him out.

The two of them pushed the cart and couldn't walk fast. Zhuo Fan could easily catch up, but the waiter was still in dispersed and blocked Zhuo Fan.

"Sir! Your..."

"Give it to you!" Before he could finish his words, Zhuo Fan threw the 50 yuan banknote out, and a mental force acted on it. The floating banknote flew towards the waiter's chest, but suddenly accelerated on the way. The waiter was stunned and could not catch the banknote. The banknote hit his chest directly, and his body was shocked.

The waiter widened his eyes and looked at Zhuo Fan in horror: "You are... a psychic scholar?"

As soon as I saw the chanting technique, the waiter's name and attitude immediately changed.

In fact, the force of this move is not heavy, just a little use of some speed-changing skills.

Compared to the 50 yuan, Zhuo Fan's identity obviously surprised the waiter even more.

"I'm so sorry, I was really rude just now. You are not aware of villains..." The waiter kept apologizing.

When he heard that it was a chanting wise man, the other thugs were stunned for a moment. Seeing this, Zhuo Fan left without hesitation.

Naturally, he would not tell the other party that he was just a student who had not graduated, and because of the affairs of the great man and the women of the witch hat, he could not stay here for too long.

Looking at Zhuo Fan's back, the waiter breathed a sigh of relief. Even ordinary scholars would have many influential friends. Even if they were just scholars, many of them had deep backgrounds, and he could not afford to offend them.

The white thug came over and took the banknotes from the waiter's hand. He twisted the patterns on it, which had a very obvious concave and convex feeling.

"That's right, it's real money... By the way, who did you see Hank?" Hank was the name of the coma man.

"He probably fainted in the toilet!" another person joked.

...

Fortunately, the delay was not long. When Zhuo Fan came out of the bar, he still looked at the bamboo pole and bald head around the corner at a glance.

After tracking four or five streets, Zhu Gan and the other two threw the cart, and seemed to be ready to pick up their pockets and continue to run away. Zhuo Fan was a little worried that if he didn't show up, the woman would suffer a loss.

After Zhuo Fan covered his face, he flashed and blocked them in this dark street. He could urge his mind to control objects on his shoes, causing his speed to soar. In this way, even the strongest among ordinary second-level warriors could catch up. Zhugan and the other two were just second-level warriors, and they were carrying heavy objects, so they naturally could not get rid of his tracking.

"Who are you?" Zhu Gan asked immediately when he saw someone blocking the way. Zhu Gan covered his face, but Zhu Gan didn't recognize him.

"Get out quickly, I'm a cobra's subordinate! I dare to hinder me from doing things, be careful..." Another bald man shouted at the top of his throat. There were few people here, and he was not afraid of anyone hearing it.

Sneering, Zhuo Fan took off the masked cloth.

"So it's your boy!" Both of them recognized Zhuo Fan's identity, and the tension on their faces immediately disappeared.

Zhu Gan smiled grimly: "I dare to scare me, the last account has not been settled yet. You came here by yourself." Zhu Gan is also a second-level warrior, because he is idle and has rich experience in fighting. It is absolutely no problem for him to fight an L4.0 psychologist. What's more, there is a bald head who is not weaker than himself.

"You are no match for us, so don't ask for trouble!" The bald man actually advised Zhuo Fan to come, and his tone was quite sincere.

"Don't talk nonsense to him. You carry the goods first, I'll teach him a lesson alone!" Zhu Gan rolled up his sleeves, lowered his center of gravity, and made a move of a hungry tiger pounced on food. Although this action had many flaws, Zhu Gan didn't shoot. He knew that Zhu Fan must not understand fighting skills.

Everyone who fights knows that in terms of momentum, you must never lose to the other party. Once you shock the other party, you can make the other party become timid and your strength will be greatly reduced.

At first glance, the bamboo pole is still very imposing now. Especially his eyes are a little red, as if a jackal is staring at his prey and Zhuo Fan.

The bald man sighed and reached out to fight the sack: "Don't take action too seriously. Be careful if you hurt yourself, you will be troubled by Wang Badao."

The person in the sack trembled, causing the whole bag to make a slight friction sound, as if lamenting his own destiny.

"Are you the third bald man?" Ignoring the bamboo pole that was ready to go, Zhuo Fan glared and roared.

The bald man was indeed stunned, his hand stopped in the air and did not fall. The bamboo pole's thoughts were also interrupted, and his momentum became much weaker at once.

"I'll ask you! Where is Mickey?" Zhuo Fan said, but with a force of thought, he accelerated his feet and rushed towards the two of them.

The bald man felt a flash in front of him, and he was amazed in his heart. "So fast!"

"Pass my level first!" Zhugan was ready to go, but now he rushed up. Zhufan's body was agile. He was originally heading towards the bald head, but he cleverly turned in the air and directly avoided Zhugan's punch that exploded with all his strength.

Before the formal fight was met, Zhu Gan secretly complained in his heart. This was not the speed that a psychic student should have. At this point, Zhu Gan decided to take a defensive stance. If he counterattacked, he was confident that Zhu Fan would suffer.

"He is really a psychic cadet? The second-level warrior doesn't have this explosive power either! At least 30% faster than me, I don't know what the power is. I guess his power will not be too strong, otherwise he will be a second-level peak warrior."

Standing there, Zhugan put in the defensive posture he used when boxing, but his steps seemed more scattered than professional boxers.

The bald man was stunned when he looked at the scene on the field. The bamboo pole did not move. He knew it was because the bamboo pole was already at a disadvantage. But Zhuo Fan was also standing there, still muttering something.

Suddenly the bald man shouted: "He is using the shield of thought, interrupt him."

When Zhugan heard this, he could not continue to remain calm. He stepped on his feet and swept a circle of dust. While rushing forward, he punched out his two punches and smashed Zhuo Fan's chest and face hard.

"Be careful!" Seeing Zhuo Fan like a wooden stake, the bald suddenly felt a little regretful. If it weren't for him just now, Zhuo Fan might have been able to use the mental power shield. Now, even if Zhuo Fan barely avoided it, he was at a disadvantage.

However, he saw Zhuo Fan seemingly smiling.

Zhuo Fan glanced at Sanbazi with his eyes and said, "Thank you!"

With the help of mental power, Zhuo Fan walked out of a beautiful arc-shaped trajectory, and the two fists of the bamboo pole fell directly.

As an insider, Zhu Gan couldn't feel anything because of the pressure that he had too much time to distract himself. However, as an outsider, the three bald men were really shocked. Because Zhuo Fan's steps were clean and neat, he already had the style of a master!

"Every step seems to be labor-saving, but at high speed, the control requirements for accuracy and strength are extremely high! Even Brother Cobra can't do this kind of body movement..."
Chapter completed!