After spending half an hour in the bath, the three of them put on their sauna clothes and went to the sauna.

In the sauna, the water steam was steaming like a huge steamer, making people sweat pour out.

Yi Feng and Yan Xuebing seemed to have been used to this feeling, and it felt very comfortable to eat a sauna.

But Han Ping'an, who was standing beside him, was already sluggishly slumped on the chair and gasped. This was his first time in sauna and he was not used to it.

When Yi Feng saw his appearance, he teased and said, "Haha, peace, that's not possible?"

Han Ping'an smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother Feng, my first time here, wait until I get used to it and get used to it."

Yi Feng reminded: "Calm down, sit well, and enjoy the feeling of sweating, and you will feel much more comfortable."

When using a sauna, remember not to breathe heavily, but to calm down and enjoy it slowly, in order to experience the fun of a sauna.

Han Ping'an sat up and adjusted his breathing frequency according to Yi Feng's method. As expected, he was not so uncomfortable. He felt warm all over and felt comfortable sweating.

Yan Xuebing smiled and said, "That's right. Ping An, you learn more from Xiao Feng. Once you leave society, you have to know a little bit of everything, otherwise it will be embarrassing to negotiate business."

"Yes, Brother Soldier." Han Ping'an responded with a smile.

The three of them steamed the sauna and took a bath, and then went to the massage room on the seventh floor to enjoy the massage.

After the one-stop service project, all three of them felt comfortable and went to the tea room to have tea comfortably.

In the tea room, Yan Xuebing poured tea for Yi Feng and Han Ping'an and smiled and said, "Xiao Feng, come and have a tea to see if you can taste what kind of tea this is."

Yi Feng picked it up and tasted it briefly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Wuyi Wulong?"

"Haha! Xiao Feng, your tongue is so powerful!" Yan Xuebing laughed loudly.

Han Ping'an took a few sips in a row, but couldn't feel the difference from other tea leaves. He shook his head, "Brother Feng is still amazing, I thought it was black tea."

Yi Feng smiled and said, "Black tea is a fully oxidized tea, while oolong tea is a semi-oxidized or slightly oxidized tea. There are still slight differences. The place of tea production, tea making process, and oxidation will affect the taste and taste of oolong tea. This kind of tea is the most complex, but the taste is also very varied. Among them, the more distinctive one is Wuyi Oolong tea, which has a little mineral taste, is unique and has a sweet taste, and can be savored carefully."

Han Ping'an was a little confused when he listened, but he didn't expect there were so many things in the tea.

"Brother Feng, you are almost an expert!"

Yan Xuebing asked with a smile: "Tea tasting is like tasting life. Does Xiaofeng like semi-oxidized or slightly oxidized?"

Yi Feng was stunned and pondered for a moment: "Actually... I like green tea, but some green teas can also have a little oxidation, but this is not something that the tea-maker can control, it is really uncontrollable."

"That's just slightly oxidized tea?" Yan Xuebing continued to ask.

Yi Feng remained silent and nodded.

Han Ping'an listened to the conversation between the two and felt confused, but he also felt that there was something in it and it was hard to understand.

Yan Xuebing took a sip of tea and asked softly: "That's not as good as semi-oxidized oolong tea, just like this one, right?"

Yi Feng shook his head and smiled, "Although it tastes good, it's mixed, I don't like it very much."

Yan Xuebing turned his head and asked Han Ping'an, "Ping'an, you should like it, right?"

Han Ping'an nodded seriously and said, "This tea tastes good, but to be honest... no matter what tea is, it doesn't matter to me, because I can't taste it. As long as it is tea, as long as I'm thirsty, I can drink it."

Yan Xuebing and Yi Feng both laughed almost at the same time.

Han Ping'an scratched his head in confusion. What were these two people laughing at?

Is this answer funny?

Why don't I feel it?

Yi Feng smiled and said, "That peace is suitable."

Yan Xuebing nodded and said, "Yes, he is suitable."

This made Han Ping'an even more puzzled. What riddles are these two people talking about?

Suddenly, Yan Xuebing's cell phone rang.

He answered the phone and frowned slightly as he listened to the sound on the phone.

"Hmm? Is there something to ask me for?"

"Well, I get it, you're waiting for me there."

As he said that, Yan Xuebing hung up the phone and stood up and said, "Old Ma said there was a friend looking for me downstairs. I'll go see you. You sit down first, I'll go and come back."

Yi Feng smiled and replied, "Okay, Brother Bing, please do it first."

Yan Xuebing opened the door and walked out of the tea room.

Han Ping'an came to Yi Feng and asked, "Brother Feng, what were you laughing at just now?"

Yi Feng smiled and said, "You can understand it yourself."

...

On the other side, Yan Xuebing took the elevator to the first floor lobby.

But the lobby was empty and the surroundings were extremely quiet.

"Old Ma?" Yan Xuebing stood in the lobby and shouted, but there was no echo around him.

While he was wondering, suddenly bursts of dense footsteps came from all directions.

"Bang!"

Someone kicked open the door behind him.

He suddenly turned around and saw a group of young men wearing red ribbons on their wrists and black coats walking towards him quickly, and they were holding bright guys in their hands!

"Fuck! Yan Xuebing, today is your death!" One of the young men with buzz cuts shouted fiercely.

Yan Xuebing felt something was wrong. He looked around and found that people were gushing out from all directions!

All of them are Leizhou people!

Oops, ambushed!

Where are the people watching the venue?!

How did Leizhou people come in?!

Countless thoughts and countless doubts flashed through his mind.

But reality cannot make him continue to think, and the crowd behind him is approaching!

"Fuck! Kill Yan Xuebing to death will be rewarded with one million!"

The young man with a buzz cut raised his arms and shouted. The group of people behind him were like a wolf smelling blood, and he became even more excited and stared at Yan Xuebing.

But Yan Xuebing was not afraid of danger, and faced nearly a hundred enemies, he still remained calm!

"Haha, if you want my life, come here!"

After Yan Xuebing finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes and rushed forward actively, taking two steps at a time, putting one punch to a young man in front, grabbing his hands, and taking away the knife from the young man's hand!

"Fuck! Kill him!" The young man with a buzz cut was furious and raised his sword to slash.

A group of people rushed forward, and Yan Xuebing carried countless swords, opened and slashed, and even fought out a bloody path!

But at the same time, his body was covered with knife edges and blood!

"Click!"

Yan Xuebing slashed down with one knife, and the knife stuck on a young man's shoulder!

He shouted loudly, the young man's entire arm was cut off, and blood sprayed, dyeing him into a bloody man, like a devil walking out of hell!

This scene was extremely shocking, and for a moment, everyone on Lei Zhou was shocked!

Yan Xuebing had countless knife edges on his body, but he seemed to be unable to feel the pain at all. He did not frown and his face turned cold.

He changed into a new knife, pointed at nearly a hundred people, and said coldly: "Come on, come here!"

His voice was filled with cold murderous intent, which was intimidating!

None of Lei Zhou dared to come forward again, and was intimidated by Yan Xuebing's aura!

Everyone looked at Yan Xuebing with fear!

Is this still a human?!

After being cut so many knives, he can still stand!

At this time, a familiar figure walked out of the crowd, and it was Ba Mingjie!

Ba Mingjie stared at Yan Xuebing coldly and said ruthlessly: "Yan Xuebing, today is your birthday and your worship day!"

"Kill Yan Xuebing to death, reward two million!"

There must be a brave man under heavy rewards. Under the stimulation of money, Lei Zhou and his group raised their swords and slashed at Yan Xuebing.

Yan Xuebing's heart sank, knowing that it would be over if he was besieged here!

He turned around and ran backward, running towards the elevator as fast as possible, and the people in Leizhou behind him were chasing him!

The elevator corridor has a small space, only five people walking side by side, and there are huge stone statues on both sides. Yan Xuebing took advantage of the situation to push down the two stone statues one by one, knocking down a group of people, and also hindering the pursuit behind. A group of people stuck in the corridor and could not move forward for the time being.

He ran towards the elevator and happened to see the elevator descending. When he arrived at the first floor, he showed a happy smile on his face.

As long as you get on the elevator, you may have a glimmer of hope!

But when the elevator door opened, Yan Xuebing's smile suddenly froze.

Because there were more than a dozen people from Leizhou in the elevator, holding iron sticks and knifes in their hands, those people showed a bit of sarcasm to him.

Yan Xuebing glanced at the huge pursuers behind him, then looked at the dozen people in the elevator, and cursed, "Fuck!"
Chapter completed!