Ultimate Master

After a brief observation of the room, I was prompted by a yawn, took off my coat, wore only a shoulder vest and boxer shorts, covered with a blanket, and lay in bed with my eyes closed.

Indistinctly, the sound of the outside music is still on, occasionally you can hear someone shouting something.

In such an environment, my consciousness is becoming weaker and weaker. Within three minutes, I fell asleep

………

I don't know how long, I seem to be vaguely heard a crept step sound, that footstep in my bedside son suddenly stopped.

A figure, holding something in his hand, suddenly hit me

To be exact, even if I fall asleep, I will keep a certain vigilance and keep a keen sense of the surrounding environment and the wind and grass.

Therefore, as the figure approached, I heard the sound of creeping feet. When the footstep stopped, I actually half opened my eyes. By the light of the light, I saw a young man in his early twenties, wearing a black suit and carrying an iron bar in his hand, and hit me straight at me.

At the critical moment, I rolled to the side, rolled off the cot, and kicked each other's abdomen with both feet.

The young man who attacked had not responded, he had been kicked to the ground by me.

My sleepiness has been completely covered up by this sudden incident. I don't know what is going on. Who is the young man who attacked me at night?

However, judging from his clothes, it can also be preliminarily judged that this young man should be an internal security personnel who looks at the scene in a cool way. However, I have no enmity with xuanku neibao. Why should I be poisoned by this?

Is it Jin Xiaoling ---

impossible, impossible. Jin Xiaoling can't be against me.

But what is the answer?

I subdued the young man who attacked me at night with the fastest speed, and pushed him against the corner of the wall. The young man struggled for a few times and said to me, "let me go, let me go quickly!"

I put my arm on his neck and asked him, "what do you do? Do we know each other?"

The youth said, "I don't know."

Then I asked, "why did you attack me?"

The youth said, "no, I just think you shouldn't be in Mr. Jin's room."

It seems that some problems have also been explained by the youth's reference to president Jin. Is it that he is a chaser of Mr. Jin, and he became jealous when he saw me sleeping in Mr. Jin's office?

But even if this is the case, he will not commit murder with a stick of iron? What's more, it doesn't matter.

I took a work card from the youth's coat pocket to prove his identity. As expected, he is a staff member of "xuanku" and an internal security guard. He is also known as a watchman.

This is evil. I didn't expect that when I came to dazzle cool for the first time, I met such an attack, which almost threatened my life. What kind of hatred do I have with cool people? Is it worth them to treat me like this?

In addition, I threatened the young man and said, "tell me, what's going on? Otherwise, I'll send you to the National Security Bureau!"

Who knows the tone of youth pour is very hard, a lift chest way: "have ability you call the police, afraid you can't succeed?"

I was so angry that I thought I would dare to speak hard at this time, so I punched him in the chest, and the young man said with a frown: "you try to hit me again. Our supervisor can't spare you!"

I asked, "who is your supervisor?"

The young man sneered: "don't even know our supervisor? Canango, who doesn't give him face? A big event happened a few days ago. A few little stars drank too much wine and took bodyguards to make trouble in xuanku. Who dealt with it? It's canango! Finally, those little stars were beaten to kneel on the ground to beg for mercy It's all in the newspapers, the capital headlines! " The young man raised his head with an air of the utmost.

I suspect that there is definitely something wrong with the intelligence quotient of this young man. Do you scare me with these irrelevant words?

With a light smile, I said to him, "boy, now it's you who have committed a crime. What do you mean by pulling out Canaan brother? I'll give you one last chance. Why attack me? If you don't tell me the truth, I'll kill you! " I clenched my fist and pressed it against his chin.

At the same time, I took out my mobile phone with the other hand and was ready to call Jin Xiaoling to ask her what was going on. This cool management is really too messy?

However, just as I was trying to dial Jin Xiaoling, a burst of footsteps came in a hurry.

Then, more than a dozen workers in suits occupied the whole office in an instant.

It's not so much the staff, it's more the security guard in the cool, or a bunch of thugs. Generally speaking, there are no good birds in this profession. They all eat on their fists.

At the head of the group was a fierce man with a short head of about 30 years old, wearing a black suit with a work permit on his chest. My eyesight is not bad. I can vaguely see the words above: name Chen Jianan, position supervisorSeeing the arrival of his colleagues, the young man could not help but get excited. He began to shout "brother Canaanite". His body involuntarily struggled.

It's a pity that he can't make it under my yoke.

I turned half to face the Canaanite, who looked at me with his head tilted smartly. He held his chest card in one hand and asked, "where are the thieves from? Dare to move my brother?"

I stretched out a foot and rubbed it on the iron bar beside me. I picked it with the tip of my foot. The iron bar was already in my hand.

I said to canango, "I'm a friend of president Jin. Just now I was lying on my back to have a rest. As a result, your subordinate smashed me with an iron bar. If I hadn't responded quickly, I would have been scarred by now. I don't know where I've offended you, or even I don't know you at all. Why do I do this? "

"But this is not what we see. Now, you are threatening my brother with your fist. I count three, you let him go, or you will have a leg! "

Canango suddenly lifted the breastplate to one side. His eyes were as big as a bull's eye, and his ferocious expression was frightening.

I still want to explain, but canango has started counting: three, two

I didn't want to cause too much trouble, so I was too lazy to pester with them. Before canango was about to count out the "one", I pulled the young man's collar and pushed him over.

The young man, as if he had found a supporter, immediately became superior. He looked one by one at the brothers who had broken into the office and said, "canango, what should I do with him?"

With a smile, he took a cigarette and said, "how to deal with it? Someone broke into the general office of Jin and beat our brother. What do you say? "

I was startled. I didn't expect that these people could turn their backs on me and try to bite me in turn.

What is the intention?

I was aware of the evil of these people, and I understood a little bit. This must be a premeditated plot. The main messenger of the plot may be this canango.

As for the purpose and reason, it is not clear for the time being.

But I try to explain it in a peaceful way, after all, it's in their territory.

I said to canango, "if I'm right, you should be the security officer here, right?"

Ganango raised his head with dignity, and an evil word "King" appeared in the middle of his eyebrows, which was frightening. Canango said, "yes. I'm the director here, Chen Jianan! "

I said, "I'm a friend of Mr. Jin. If you don't believe me, you can call to check." Although I know clearly that the other party is deliberately provocative, I still said this.

"I don't care who you are. If you beat my brother, I will pay the price!" he said with a sneer

So a conflict is inevitable.

It is obvious that they are here to make trouble.

Canango waved, almost in an instant, a dozen people surrounded me in the center.

I frowned, thinking that this society is really strange, a little careless will be placed in a dangerous situation. I don't know when Kim will be back.

However, I have no way out since the enemy is pressing on the border.

The office space is so narrow that it seems that it can't be unfolded at all. It's full of people alone. If there is a fight, I believe that almost nothing in the office can escape the robbery.

I asked canango again: "the space here is too small. Do you want to change places?"

Canango sneered: "change the ball! You want to take advantage of it, don't you, when we're fools? "

I have no choice but to smile bitterly, but also did not speak.

In this way, it was a plot against me, but I was charged with a lot of crimes. A group of internal security guards in the cool watching field started to beat me.

However, it is not so much that they beat me in groups as they are beaten by me.

Two guys who were eager to show their faces to ask for credit first rushed forward. I slapped two punches and hit them in the face respectively. Before they could make a move, they covered their faces and retreated to "ouch.".

Three more people rushed to me tentatively, and I was surrounded by the wall. One of them let out a "ah" and began to stab me quickly. The other two also tried to subdue me in the most violent way in the shortest possible time.

It's just that they're too naive. I raised one foot and hit one of them in the wrist; another one hit the other in the right knee bend; and then a whirling sweep kicked the rest of the man in the cheek. The man couldn't bear to be hit hard and flew over a meter, crushing his other brother.

In the twinkling of an eye, five people were injured, but these dirty people appeared to be a little afraid.

They can't help but step back half step, ganango frowned and yelled at the brothers behind them: "take the guy!"

As soon as I said this, I was stunned. The "guys" in their mouths are nothing more than "machetes" and "pickaxes". In entertainment places, there are more incidents of black eating and black fighting, and collective revenge and killing are indispensable. Therefore, in general, these "outlaws" have their own weapons of destruction. A chopper is necessary. A pickaxe handle should also be equipped with two. Even some small heads carry guns. No matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives. The space in the office is so small that I'm afraid it's hard for me to cope with it if they really kill them with knives or smash them with pickaxes.

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