Super mall system

Chapter 369 Sneak Attack
"Yes, yes." Han Ri nodded repeatedly.

At this time, the elevator had also reached the first floor. After the elevator door opened, Han Ri took the lead in making a gesture of invitation, and Zhao Hao was not polite, and walked out first.

But as soon as he went out, Zhao Hao couldn't help frowning.

There was a loud cry outside.

The voices were extremely chaotic, with men's voices, women's voices, and young people's voices.

They were all shouting, "Repay my hard-earned money."

"This is?"

The anger in Zhao Hao's heart appeared instantly.

Isn't this just migrant workers asking for wages?

This also made Zhao Hao think of his father involuntarily.

My father was originally a farmer. In order to subsidize the family, he had to go outside to work.

However, the sweat came out, the project was over, and the hard-earned money that should have belonged to me was delayed.

Sometimes when you go to ask for money during the Chinese New Year, you may not be able to get it.

What's more, the money is simply not available.

Hearing such a voice now, Zhao Hao's anger value directly soared to full.

Also quickly came to the door of this hotel.

I saw more than 100 people standing outside.

In the front row, a ten-meter-long banner was held in his hand.

There are five blood-red characters written on it, "Return my hard-earned money."

"This is?" Zhao Hao looked at Han Ri.

"sorry."

Hanri thought it was Zhao Hao who was angry because of the noise made by the migrant workers asking for wages outside, so he walked quickly to the hotel entrance, and under the protection of more than 100 bodyguards, he walked in front of the migrant workers asking for wages, " Everyone be quiet, I am Hanri, that is, the boss of Hanri Construction Company, but it’s not that I don’t want to pay you wages, there is really no money on the books, and I will definitely return it to you when I have money, really, If there is a fake, there will be five thunderbolts."

"Boom." As soon as the Korean and Japanese voices fell, a thunder came from the clear sky of Hanwu.

The Korean and Japanese froze there directly, not knowing what to say.

"What you said is all false."

The migrant workers shouted loudly, "God doesn't believe you anymore, what else do you have to say? You haven't paid us wages for three years. Today, no matter what, you have to give us the money."

"Yes, it must be given today."

"You guys, it's really a toast and you don't eat fine wine."

Han Ri turned around and left, waving his hands, "Get rid of them."

"Yes." Those who seemed to be bodyguards all had iron rods in their hands, and they instantly turned into gangsters.

"Hehe, the bottom line of being a human being is gone. If you don't pay back your debts, you will beat the creditors. It's okay. It's very strong."

Zhao Hao, who watched all this from behind, sneered.

Immediately obtained a pain diversion charm that can cover a large area from the system, and threw it over the migrant workers.

As for the damage, it was transferred to Han and Japan.

"beat."

Those bodyguards raised their iron bars, and when they came to the migrant workers, they raised their iron bars and beat them.

The migrant workers, on the other hand, never thought that South Korea and Japan would act so soon, they hadn't reacted yet, and they hadn't had time to retreat.

Iron rods the size of a baby's wrist were swung on him.

"Ah." The people who were hit all uttered a cry of pain, then looked at the gangsters behind, and murmured, "Why doesn't it hurt?"

"Why doesn't it hurt?" The gangsters were also angry when they heard it.

I've tried my best here, but you guys say it doesn't hurt?
It really depends on whether you are in pain or not.

Almost at the same time, those bastards dropped their second blows.

While beating, the person on the other side heard loudly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." The migrant workers looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at the gangsters as if they were mentally retarded.

"It doesn't hurt yet? I'll beat you until it hurts today." The gangsters lost their faith, spat in their hands, and raised the iron bars high again. "See if you hurt."

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, stop it, stop it."

"Hehe, do you know it hurts?" The gangster showed a sneer, and quickly hit a few more sticks.

until they discovered a problem.

The migrant workers in front of them did not take half a step back.

And there seemed to be only one person who shouted to stop.

More importantly, that person seemed to come from behind him.

"This." All the gangsters stood in place and turned their heads back.

I saw Han and Japan lying on the marble floor in front of the door.

The clothes on his body were rotted into strips of cloth, and his mouth was covered with blood.

"Huh." Han Ri also acquired the strength in the later stage of the day. He was beaten so badly, but he was not seriously injured. While shouting to stop, he ran to Zhao Hao and looked around vigilantly.

"Imagawa-kun, do you know what's going on?"

"Ah, of course."

"Then you should solve it quickly, why am I hurt?" Han Ri burst into tears.

"Of course not."

Zhao Hao shrugged.

Of course I know it, because this is what I did, but why did I tell you?
"Ah, that's right." There was a hint of resentment in Han Ri's eyes.Then he ran into the elevator, "Mr. Muramasa, it's not good, it's not good.

"Well, God can't get used to them anymore, they dare not beat us, everyone." The migrant workers reacted and started punching and kicking those gangsters.

"It's against you." The gangsters picked up the iron bars and started fighting again.

"Ouch."

Han Ri, who was running with the wind, screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

At the same time, he shouted towards the back, "Don't hit, whoever dares to hit again, I will kill him."

"Everyone stop and run."

All the gangsters threw away the iron rods in their hands at the same time, because they knew very well that Han and Japan did what they said, and even if they really killed people, they might not be able to do it.

Little life matters.

Can't fight, the opponent is still attacking, the gangsters quickly scattered and ran away.

Han and Japan have also reached the elevator entrance.

Just about to go in, the door opened and a person walked out.

This person is none other than Muramasa Demon Fu.

"What happened, I can feel the movement below from above?" Muramasa asked with a cold face.

"Cun Zhengjun, those migrant workers are here, and there seems to be ghosts, ghosts.

"ghost?"

Muramasa closed his eyes and turned his head around, as if he was checking something.

After three seconds, he opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Hao, "There are no ghosts here, Imakawa, go and disperse these people."

"Yes."

Zhao Hao approached Muramasa respectfully, clasped his hands together, turned around, and took out the Kusanagi sword.

"That's it?" Muromasa looked at the Kusanagi sword, "Why is this sword exactly the same as the Kusanagi sword, the artifact of our country?"

"Oh, this is an imitation of the Kusanagi sword that I exchanged in that small world.

Zhao Hao turned around and approached the front of the village holding his sword horizontally.

Just when Muramasa's eyes fell on the Kusanagi sword, mana was poured into the Kusanagi sword, and it slashed forward.

(End of this chapter)