The King of Soldier and Beautiful CEO

"Everybody gather, bring the guys and come to the office!"

Zhang Jianfeng took out his walkie talkie and began to gather his men.

Not long ago, more than a dozen security guards in uniform and hats rushed to the scene. In their hands, besides batons, there were batons and forks.

The area of this office is more than 100 square meters, so it can accommodate so many people.

"Chief Zhang, what happened?"

When the security guards entered the house, they were immediately shocked by the scene.

Because they found that there were signs of fighting here, tea spilled all over the ground, and not far away, there were also bloodstains, and Zhang Jianfeng's ass seemed to be injured and bleeding.

Qiao Gang's situation is even worse, several translucent big blisters are scalded on his mouth.

"Brother gang, you are -"

"you are here at the right time. Today you will Ye Feng's excrement must be beaten out. "

Because of his mouth injury, Qiao Gang didn't speak very well. Even because of the wriggling of his lips, he felt sharp pain from the scald.

Ye Feng is sitting on the chair, smiling: "fight out, do you eat?"

This room is not enough for him to fight alone.

If you close your eyes and move your fingers, you will be able to bring them down.

"Even brother gang dares to fight. Are you tired of living?"

Security seems to have guessed the cause and effect, ferociously staring at Ye Feng.

Zhang Jianfeng snatched a swing stick from his colleague and moved his neck around.

"Here, no one dares to do anything to me. Today you set a precedent, you have to pay the price of application."

"Let's do it, then, and don't mind."

Ye Feng suddenly arms a shock, will press the left and right shoulder of several arms hard earthquake open, and then stood up.

"Damn it!"

Joe had just started yelling in the back, but he didn't do it.

More than ten security guards headed by Zhang Jianfeng, armed with batons, batons and forks, attacked Ye Feng.

Ye Feng picked up a seat and swung it around.

He is powerful and powerful, people can not help but think of the ancient fierce general Zhang Fei, although from the body shape, the two people are opposite each other.

Ye Feng carrying a wooden chair, in the crowd, all hit the head, blood.

More than ten seconds later, the security guards were beaten to the ground, just like frightened birds. Looking at Ye Feng's eyes, there was a deep sense of fear.

Ye Feng fought more and more bravely, beating each other back, and the stick fell on him, as if hitting a solid stone.

"In front of me, you still dare to play swing stick, just like playing nunchakus in front of Bruce Lee. It's just like playing a nunchakus in front of Bruce Lee. It's totally out of your power."

After saying that, Ye Feng throws the chair out and knocks down one person. Then he grabs the swing stick from Zhang Jianfeng's hand.

"Brush, brush, brush!"

He threw the stick to Ye Feng's hand and immediately threw out a beautiful arc, quite like Bruce Lee in those days.

The crowd was dazzled and dazzled, as if watching the world's best magician performing magic.

"PATA!" "PATA!"

After two calls, two hapless men fell to the ground.

"Fuck him for me!"

Zhang Jianfeng roared loudly, and then found that his men's steps were shrinking back.

"Dong!"

Zhang Jianfeng was shocked by the shadow of a stick.

Subconsciously, he took a step back, but he still couldn't avoid it. He was hit by a blow in the head.

Then a wisp of blood wound down his forehead.

Qiao just saw the situation, began to slip into the corner of the room, took out his mobile phone, called for help.

"Yan Hua, call on Zhu Qin. You two, with all your brothers, come to the security section at once."

"My special Mo and section chief Zhang were beaten up."

"Mad, who is so bold to fight with brother gang? I'll be the first to kill him later." The boy speaking, named Yan Hua, is a student with special sports skills. He is more than 1.8 meters tall. He has great physical fitness. He can do more than 100 push ups at one breath. His biceps is very developed. His arm bar can break 30 or 50 pieces from the middle without any effort.

He then asked, "brother gang, do you want to bring a machete?"

Qiao just responded: "bring all the guys you can bring."

"Well, I'll inform you and I'll be there in a minute."

After the end of the call, Qiao Gang pointed to Ye Feng and said: "surnamed ye, if you have the seed, don't go, my people will arrive immediately."

"I won't leave today if I don't put your clothes in order."

Ye Feng's hand is playing with the swing stick, "how many people to go, all called."

At the end of the speech, he looked at the timid security personnel: "do you want to continue fighting?"No one dares to speak, not even fart.

About seven or eight minutes later, the boys of no.7810, from all corners of the school, gathered at the entrance of the security department.

Yan Hua is the leader. Standing next to him is a boy with a height of only one meter. It is Zhu Qin mentioned by Qiao Gang on the phone.

Despite his short stature, Zhu Qin is a master of martial arts. He has practiced martial arts for more than ten years since he was a child, and he has taken on more than ten people by himself.

Yan Hua and Zhu Qin are Qiao Gang's right-handed men. Both of them are fierce generals. They fight and take the lead in fighting. They are almost no match in the school.

Before they arrived, they were wondering who would dare to confront Joe at this school.

Don't you worry that from now on, you can't get along in the normal university any more?

In such a short period of time, we can gather nearly 100 boys. We can see the influence of Qiao gang in our school.

"Section chief Zhang, you go to the infirmary to bandage the wound first. I'll give it to me. My men and horses have arrived."

See Zhang Jianfeng head blood flow more than, Qiao Gang put forward the suggestion.

"Gangzi, can you do it?"

"Don't worry, this boy can beat my brother No. 78-10 even though he is No. 1 in the competition?"

Just through the glass window, Qiao looked at the black head outside. He was arrogant and arrogant: "when you come back, you will find that ye's crying father and mother are kneeling down to beg for mercy."

"Well, I believe you."

Zhang Jianfeng covered his bleeding head with toilet paper, and told him, "it's half dead. Don't make a scene."

After all, the scene of the fight is actually the office of the security department. If it leads to a homicide case, as the head of the security section, he must have unshirkable responsibility, and even affect his position and future.

Joe just didn't think so and nodded: "well, I have my own discretion."

Listen to these two people's dialogue, Ye Feng will be half disabled even if he doesn't die later.

In short, in the eyes of Qiao gang and Zhang Jianfeng, he was trapped in the room, just like catching a turtle in a jar. In fact, Ye Feng, who is alone, is a beast in the cage!

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