Jin Buhuan tried hard to control his emotions and warned the money-worshiping girl: "If you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better take back what you just said."
"Tch, you still dare to threaten me? It's really funny."
The saleswoman's attitude was still arrogant and she didn't care about Jin Buhuan. She thought that a poor boy like Jin Buhuan could only talk and actually dare not do anything.
"I know you poor losers all too well. You just like to sensationalize, but you are actually a waste!"
"I've seen too many people like you. Intimidation is useless. It's better to be decent..."
Before the female salesperson finished speaking, Jin Buhuan suddenly raised his hand. His movements were so fast that the female salesperson didn't even have time to dodge. A slap landed on her face with a clear and loud voice.
Jin Buchuan's hand was very cruel, and the female salesperson was beaten for a few steps. She barely managed to stand still by holding on to the sofa next to her. She felt dizzy and her vision went dark. She gradually recovered after a few seconds.
Seeing Jin Buhuan suddenly hitting himself, the female salesperson immediately threw the splint in her hand to the ground, pointed at Jin Buhuan and shouted loudly: "Where is the security guard? Come here quickly and throw this lunatic out!"
"How dare you hit someone? I'm warning you, I won't be done with you today!"
At this moment, Jin Buhuan took a step forward and raised his hand again. When the female salesperson saw this, she thought he was going to do something again, so she couldn't help but avoid it subconsciously. However, Jin Buhuan just sneered and retracted his hand, as if mocking her timidity.
"You shameless person, you dare to play tricks on me, it's really abominable!"
The saleswoman's face turned red with anger and her neck became thicker. She was obviously very angry.
Jin Buhuan snorted: "I warned you, don't mess with me. Look at you now, who else dares to buy a house from you?"
After hearing this, the saleswoman subconsciously glanced at Mr. Gong, only to find that Mr. Gong had already stayed away from her, staring at her imageless appearance with wide eyes.
The saleswoman stood up in a hurry, arranging her hair in a hurry, and shouted loudly to the security guard who was walking not far away: "Security guard, come and take a look! This is the person who is causing trouble in our place, and he is so ungrateful!"
The security guard had been coveting the beauty of the saleswoman for a long time. As soon as the saleswoman opened her mouth, he took the opportunity to walk majestically in front of Jin Buhuan. He raised his hand, and the stick in his hand was about to fall towards Jin Buhuan.
Jin Buhuan skillfully dodged to the left, turned his right hand like lightning, and instantly caught the oncoming stick.
The security guard was stunned for a moment, and then he began to struggle hard. The muscles on his face tensed up. When he tried to take the stick back from Jin Buhuan's hand, he found that Jin Buhuan was stronger than himself, and the stick could not move as if it was fixed on the wall.
Jin Buhuan snorted contemptuously, quickly pushed the stick forward in his hand, and then immediately released it. Due to the sudden inertia created by Jin Buhuan, the security guard inevitably fell to the ground.
Jin Buhuan snorted coldly, pushed the hand holding the stick forward, and then quickly let go. The security guard was driven by the inertia created by Jin Buhuan and sat down on the ground.
Jin Buhuan rushed to the security guard instantly, kicked the stick away, and then prepared to step on the security guard.
The security guard resisted with both arms and begged for mercy: "Don't, don't, don't! Master, I was wrong!" After the words fell, Jin Buhuan's legs stopped in mid-air, and then slowly lowered them down.
The saleswoman on the side stamped her feet anxiously: "Why are you so worthless, do you look like a man!"
The security guard didn't want to disappoint the female salesperson, but he didn't dare to conflict with Jin Buhuan again. He was shocked by the power displayed by Jin Buhuan. Even after professional training, he found it difficult to deal with it. He was obviously a very extraordinary person.
The female salesperson didn't understand the reason, thinking that Jin Buhuan had the upper hand by luck, so she pointed at him and said, "Don't get too proud too early! I can still call the police!"
"I want to see your manager." Jin Buhuan ignored the saleswoman's words.
The saleswoman was about to yell back, but before she could speak, another voice suddenly sounded behind them: "Who's looking for me?"
The saleswoman quickly changed her words and said, "Ah, manager!" and nodded.
Jin Buhuan's eyes fell on the man in front of him. He was wearing a well-tailored suit. The nameplate on his chest was slightly different from the people around him. His thin face gave people a feeling of being inaccessible, and his mean image was clearly visible. .
As soon as Jin Buhuan finished speaking, he turned around, looked directly at Jin Buhuan, and asked in a cold tone: "You want to see me? What are you doing?"
The female salesperson took the lead and said harshly: "This man can't afford to buy a house at first glance, and he is deliberately causing trouble here! The palace manager who just wanted to see the house was scared away by him!"
After the words fell, the mocking eyes pierced Jin Buhuan like a sword.
