Super Shenhao system

Chapter 71 You Should Ask About Who Am I
Before Wen Jianqing realized what happened, he saw a middle-aged fat black man stepping on the door of the TV station and rushing in aggressively, holding an iron rod in his hand, and roared fiercely: "Who is that?" It's Zhang Le, get out of here!"

wipe!Wen Jianqing was sweating like crazy!Brother, what's going on with you, when did you provoke such a living Hades.

"What are you doing, is there no one?" The black fat man slammed the iron rod in his hand and smashed more than a dozen potted plants placed by the door in a row: "If you don't come out, I will smash your broken TV station!" !"

After he finished speaking, he saw Wen Jianqing who was standing at the door in a dazed manner, rushed up and asked viciously, "Are you Zhang Le?"

Wen Jianqing quickly shook his head: "Brother, you have mistaken the person, I am not Zhang Le!"

"Aren't you? Okay, tell me where Zhang Le is?" Fatty Hei waved the iron rod in his hand, with some mud stains on it: "Take me to him!"

Wen Jianqing still hadn't recovered from this: "Ah, what?"

"Aren't you just pretending to be stupid?" Fatty Hei swung the iron rod in his hand fiercely: "Believe it or not, I'll knock your head off with one stick!"

The iron rod in the fat man's hand swung heavily, smashing the glass of the window on the spot.

Wen Jianqing managed to hide in time, otherwise he would have been splashed all over his face by glass shards.

Many people in the building ran out, and there were also many people outside, who wanted to come in but dared not enter.

Recently, because the TV station is recruiting people, there are many people applying for jobs every day, and even more people on weekends. There are two to 300 people waiting for interviews in the building.

Wen Jianqing didn't know this fat black man, but there were still some people who knew him. Many people who recognized the fat black man's background were frightened and hurried away, and even some people who were going to interview were scared away.

"Hehe..." Fatty Hei sneered, waved the iron rod in his hand, and said viciously: "Whatever you look at, get lost!"

The group of subordinates brought by the black fat man are also going to chase people away. Those people who came for the interview have never seen this kind of battle, they were all frightened, screaming and running, they simply hated their parents for having fewer children With two legs, this is a fast run.

Hei Fatty's subordinates don't care what those people are here for, anyway, they beat them as soon as they catch them, swing their sticks randomly, and smash people or things when they see them.

But the black fat man continued to yell there: "Zhang Le, you bastard, get out of here! See if I don't beat you up, I won't be named Zheng anymore!"

"You don't want to live anymore, do you?" The security guards also rushed over. Now there are quite a few security guards on the TV station. There are more than [-] people. Although they are on shifts, there are more than a dozen people on duty now.

Moreover, these security guards were all specially selected by Long Biao. In terms of aura and viciousness, they were not inferior to the people brought by the black fat man.

Fatty Hei didn't expect that there would be so many security guards in a TV station, and these security guards were even more brutal than his people!
Obviously the number of people on both sides is about the same, how come his people were beaten to the point of bleeding in just a short while, and they were powerless to fight back.

"Boss Zheng, I can't stand it anymore." Several subordinates ran back, crying for their father and mother.

"You idiots, if they beat you, won't you fight back?" The black fat man jumped up angrily: "If you can't stand it, tell me what you are doing, call someone! Call me dozens more people to come over and take them away!" They all cut me off!"

"Hey, who is that arrogant! Dozens of people are called!" Zhang Le just came out of the parking lot, but he didn't know that there was such a commotion outside.

Wen Jianqing's face changed when he saw Zhang Le, and he kept winking at him, telling him to leave quickly.

Lin Ya, An Lulu and the others also came out of the office building, and they were all a little frightened when they saw this scene.

Zhang Le frowned, and said directly to Lin Ya and An Lulu: "You girls, why are you running out? Don't meddle in this kind of thing, go back quickly."

Lin Ya's expression was not very good, and she asked in a low voice: "What's the matter with these people, are they here to make trouble?"

An Lulu was so frightened that her face paled, and she held Lin Ya's arm tightly to support herself so that she would not faint.

Zhang Le gently helped Fu'an Lulu, and said softly: "Don't worry, it's fine."

"Who are you?" Fatty Hei noticed Zhang Le.

"Fatty, you came here to make trouble, didn't you ask whose territory this is?" Zhang Le looked at the fatty with contempt.

"Damn! What are you, you dare to talk to me like that..." Before the fat man finished speaking, he saw the security guards who were slowly surrounding them with batons, and he immediately fell silent.

"You fat man, are you looking for death?" Long Biao's subordinates were not vegetarians, they were much more vicious than that fat man.

Usually they smash other people's things, when it's other people's turn to act wild, this is clearly to send them to death.

Zhang Le wandered around the gate for a while, and then walked slowly in front of the fat black man, with a bad expression on his face: "Fatty man, you have smashed a lot of my things, do you know that you will lose money if you break things?"

"Who are you?" Fatty Hei's patience has almost reached its limit. If he hadn't seen that the other party was so ruthless in large numbers, he would have taken action long ago: "I'm here to find a man named Zhang Le. You want to kill him?" Hand it over, and we'll write off the rest."

Zhang Le was amazed: "You fat man, is your brain okay? Is it blocked by lard? You smashed so many things in my TV station, and even scared away all the interviewers, and you even said to write it off?

Fatty, do you have any culture, do you know what it means to write off a write-off?If you hand it over to you, it will be written off?Then I cut off your leg, can I write it off again? "

"Boss, knife!" Someone next to him actually handed over a machete.

Zhang Le is sweating wildly, isn't this little brother of Long Biao too kind, carrying a machete with him all the time?
It seems that I really didn't try my best just now.

"You, you kid, are you trying to get along with me, don't you?" The fat black man couldn't bear it any longer: "Do you know what my name is in Taoism?"

Originally, based on the principle that a good man does not suffer immediate losses, he tolerated it a little bit, but he was stepped on in the face, and if he didn't explode, it would really not be his style.

"I don't care what your name is." Zhang Le disagreed: "If you dare to make trouble in brother's territory, you are courting death."

"Okay." Fatty Hei had an expression of "I understand": "So you want to protect that guy named Zhang Le, don't you?"

Zhang Le smiled: "Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself! I am Zhang Le!"

(End of this chapter)