Mr. Pan deliberately demonstrated to An Wenshan today, with obvious sarcasm in his eyes.

In addition to his son, Mr. Pan, there is also a middle-aged man who looks strong.

The man looked ordinary, but his walking momentum and gaze were very strong, which made people dare not ignore it easily.

Mr. Pan naturally had noticed the number of people around An Wenshan long ago and did not take it seriously.

His family is so powerful that he can crush countless forces regardless of his literary skills or martial arts.

How could he take An Wenshan seriously?

"Mr. An, since you are here, why don't you sit down?"

He Jian was just getting angry, An Wenshan waved his hand and said loudly, "It seems that I really look down on Mr. Pan and everyone sitting there. Your belly is simply unsatisfactory."

"Everyone who is sitting here is a river boss, with a huge net worth of 10 billion yuan.

Although the wealth is amazing, it is incredible."

"If we were in Jiangzhou, even if we were the most powerful opponent, we would treat each other with courtesy."

"Because only a real strong man dares to put his opponent in an equal position, be open and dominate, and defeat the opponent with a clear sword and a spear."

"Rather than trying your best to humiliate your opponent with such a trick that cannot be put on the table."

"Although this position is small, it does not show the insignificance of my Anwenshan, but the mind of you all the river people."

"If Mr. Pan and everyone here really want me to sit here in this way, then I will sit."

An Wenshan turned around and walked over, and Mr. Pan waved his hand and shouted, "Slow down!"

"Come, change the table for Mr. An."

He Pingfan nodded secretly, An Wenshan's courage and eloquence were indeed extraordinary.

Zhuge Wuhou's style of talking about the scholars in the past, and in a few words, Mr. Pan and a group of river bosses were embarrassed.

Several staff members of the villa immediately changed the table, He Pingfan and An Ruyi sat down with An Wenshan, He Jian and Wang Yige stood behind with several bodyguards.

Fruits, wine, etc. were quickly placed on the table.

Mr. Pan picked up the cup and signaled to everyone, "Do you have such an opportunity today? Everyone gives Pan face so much. For the prosperity of the river, come on, let's have a drink."

Everyone raised their glasses together, and An Wenshan also expressed his feelings.

After drinking, a river boss stood up and said, "Mr. Pan, why not have a show to help you liven up?"

At this time, a big boss said, "Okay, call a few girls to dance."

The boss who spoke before looked disdainful, "It's okay if someone else plays the remaining shows, it doesn't make much sense."

"If you want to play today, just play high-end, which will open your eyes to this distant guest."

Mr. Pan has not spoken yet, waiting for these people to come to the following.

A river boss stood up and walked with a cup holding a smile, "On a day like today, what kind of singing or dancing are too vulgar."

"It would be meaningless if you were to do something. I heard that President An specially invited several masters from Jiangzhou. How about someone using martial arts to cheer up?"

"Mr. An, last time your bodyguards were beaten to the point of being beaten to the point of being swollen, and they were so dirty that they didn't want to get back their face?"

“Of course, we can place bets on site.”

"Maybe this is more exciting, what do you think?"

"Okay! This proposal is good. Come on, let's place a bet together, absolutely fair and just."

Several river bosses immediately ordered to make peace, and some even took the opportunity to make fun of them.

An Wenshan knew that the intention of this group of people was not to drink. No matter what tricks they played, the ultimate goal was to target themselves.

Pan Qingyun's eyes swept over and smiled at An Wenshan confidently.

"Mr. An, since you have invited a master, I guess you won't disappoint everyone, right?"

"But I think with Mr. An's courage, I would rather lose my life than lose face."

An Wenshan knew that they had already dug a hole and were waiting. No matter how they played, they would always put themselves in the end.

But today they might have miscalculated. Since they came to the banquet, they naturally had already made preparations.

When the people of Hechuan hesitated, they mocked him, "What?

Mr. An wouldn't be timid today, right?"

"Don't worry, everyone clicks until they are all broken. At most, they will only break their arms and legs, which will not make you look too ugly."

"Of course, if Mr. An dares not, he can also write a letter of confession."

"Isn't it just admitting a coward? It's nothing?

Mr. An has never been timid?"

"Hahaha--" A large group of people laughed wantonly.

It's so interesting to tease people with emotions.

An Ruyi frowned, and He Pingfan stood up, "How do you want to compare?

I promise you that."

Seeing that someone had answered, a group of river bosses were extremely excited.

An Wenshan stood up quickly and pulled He Pingfan and said, "No, they have strong people to help."

"Behind the Pan family is the Star Moon Sect, with experts everywhere, we can't compare to it."

He Pingfan smiled slightly, "I see, there are no masters among the people present?"

"Don't worry, I guarantee that I won't lose face."

An Wenshan shook his head repeatedly, "No! It's really not possible. If you don't say anything else, the strong men of the General Pan family alone are enough to crush the entire river."

Seeing this, He Pingfan insisted, "Then he should try it even more. What's wrong with making friends with martial arts?"

He walked towards the middle of the venue, and An Wenshan stamped his feet anxiously, "Young man, don't be impulsive!"

"Hahaha--" A group of people burst into laughter, especially when they saw An Wenshan so anxious, this so-called master was probably half a bucket of water.

And this young man is even more inconspicuous and not very old. How powerful can he be?

So someone looked at him jokingly, as if he had seen him be tortured by others for a while.

Someone gloated, "No hurry, he will be broken soon."

He Jian and Wang Yige smiled secretly, and Mr. An and the Sect Master cooperated perfectly in this scene.

After this song and one combination, I am afraid that many people will cry later.

Sure enough, before the thoughts were finished, there was a fool who took the bait.

A river boss said: "Children, even if you are wearing a body, you dare to come out to fight. Don't cry and go back to find your mother after a while."

"Hahaha--" "It's okay, it's not the first time I'm crying."

"But since Mr. An asked him to take action, I guess he just wanted to test the depth of the game in the first game, and there will definitely be masters in the future."

Of course they didn't know that the man in front of them, who was eighteen or nineteen years old, was the king of An Wenshan.

"Call your people out!"

He Pingfan shouted to Pan Qingyun.

Pan Qingyun smiled a little disobediently, "Mr. An, do you really decide to let him go?"

An Wenshan looked embarrassed and didn't say anything.

Pan Qingyun laughed, "This is the case, I won't bully you. If it's him, the odds will be 10."

He Pingfan said, "How can one pay ten?

Let's make it clear first."

Pan Qingyun said happily, "It's everyone who bets on the money your opponent wins. If you win, they will compensate you ten times."

"And if you lose, Mr. An only needs to pay twice the bet."

"But even so, you don't have any chance of winning."

"Hahaha--" These river bosses laughed again.
Chapter completed!