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Tang Xiaochuan pointed to the security guards with batons in their hands, and beckoned: "Come here, aren't you all security guards? Take people money and help people eliminate disasters. You see, I beat your manager to the ground. , And beat up several of your colleagues, you just watch it like that? Will you bear it? Come and beat me, or else how do you explain to your boss?"

A dozen security guards looked at each other, and one of them said to the person next to him: "Go!"

The colleague next to him didn't move, cowered, and the big beads of sweat on his forehead kept falling.

"Go!"

"Why don't you or him? It's only a few thousand dollars in a few months. I'm here to work, not to kill my life!" said my colleague while wiping his sweat.

Others also only held truncheons on guard but no one dared to step forward.

Tang Xiaochuan took out a metal cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigar from the inside and held it in his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it. He smoked the cigar and looked at the security guards. He couldn't help but sneered, "A group of bullies, bullies and hardships. Come, come, dare not? Brother Wu!"

"exist!"

Tang Xiaochuan said, "You count three times, and after the three times, these bullies will beat all of them to the ground before they put the guy down!"

"Understood!" Brother Wu nodded and looked at the group of security guards, "One...Three!"

The time is too short. The security guards have not had time to do their own struggles. The three counts are over. Brother Wu rushes over, adding his fists and fists. His fists and fists are heavy, fast and cruel. No one can stop him. Seven or eight security guards all smashed down before they could run. The onlookers and other customers were so scared that they ran away. Many people were crowded in the crowded aisles. People hit people, hit their heads against the wall, and didn't know who they were when they went down the stairs. With a shove behind him, dozens of people rolled down the stairs in a brainstorming manner.

In the corridor, Brother Wu solved the security guard on one side and turned and walked over to the security guard on the other side.

Now the six or seven security guards here left all the guys in their hands without thinking about it, and ran away with the customers and waiters here.

"Haha!" Tang Xiaochuan smiled when he saw the sight and smoked a cigar.

There are only a few people left in the corridor. Except for Wood Zhang and Jiang Liying, the manager here is the only one who is lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

Tang Xiaochuan walked over and kicked him. "Don't pretend to be dead. Why hasn't your boss come yet? Your boss won't understand if he doesn't come!"

The manager can’t pretend to be dead. He gritted his teeth and said: "Mr. Tang, I know you are a big man, but my boss is not easy to provoke. Although you are rich and famous, you are always just a merchant. My boss is different. There is a saying that residents should not fight with officials..."

Before he could speak, there were clear footsteps at the end of the corridor, and the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor, a total of six people.

Tang Xiaochuan leaned against the wall, smoking a cigar, and looked at the six people coming here.

The leader is a middle-aged and young man in his thirties with short hair and a retro-breasted linen gown. He is holding a string of red sandalwood beads in his left hand and a mobile phone in his right hand.

"Tang Xiaochuan?" The visitor saw Tang Xiaochuan, obviously very surprised.

Tang Xiaochuan opened his mouth to stick out a puff of smoke, the smoke filled him, but he looked at the incoming person and asked, "Your Excellency?"

The middle-aged and young man in his 30s was taken aback for a while, and he hesitated: "I have no contact with Mr. Tang. It is normal for Mr. Tang not to know me. My name is Yang Shiqian!"

"Yang Shiqian? Never heard of it!" Tang Xiaochuan said.

The expression on Wood Zhang's face was constantly changing, he walked to Tang Xiaochuan and muttered a few words in a low voice.

"Oh?" After listening to Wu Zhang's words, Tang Xiaochuan couldn't help but look at Yang Shiqian again, "I said who is the behind-the-scenes boss of this club? It turned out to be a second-generation! Mr. Wu, just now was sent by my bodyguard to mine in Africa. Who is the son?"

Wood Zhang looked at Yang Shiqian, feeling uneasy, but had to answer Tang Xiaochuan's question, and whispered a few words in Tang Xiaochuan's ear.

"Oh, it's another second generation, let me just say, how can ordinary people dare to be so rampant!"

Yang Shiqian looked at Tang Xiaochuan, the expression on his face was constantly changing. Obviously he was also thinking about how to solve this matter. Others didn’t know Tang Xiaochuan’s energy, but he knew a thing or two. He learned some internal high-level confidential information. Except for the sinking of several unidentified warships that appeared in the offshore waters of Happy Island some time ago, all the assassinations, assassinations, and conspiracies against Tang Xiaochuan and Feitian Technology Group in recent years have all failed. He also knows that once Tang Xiaochuan was attacked by an unknown missile when he was on a special plane. However, the missile blew itself inexplicably during the flight. Within two seconds, the unknown submarine that launched the missile was also sunk by the unknown missile.

These internal secret messages flashed through Yang Shiqian’s mind. He looked at Brother Wu who was standing next to Tang Xiaochuan, and then at the manager and a dozen security guards lying on the ground. He was about to speak, but heard The sound of footsteps.

But it was Brother Zhan who came back from outside, "Sir, it has been sent to Africa!"

Tang Xiaochuan nodded and continued to look at Yang Shiqian.

Yang Shiqian was still a little confused, he waved to the manager, and the manager struggled to get up and walked to him, "Young Master, I..."

Yang Shiqian raised his palm, "Who was sent to Africa?"

"Yes... Wen Shao!"

Yang Shiqian's expression changed again, "How long does it take?"

"Just now! But Shao Yang, I think they are just playing mystery. It takes less than three or four minutes. How can it be possible to send a person from Binhai to Africa and then return?"

Sure enough, ignorance is really sad. Yang Shiqian sighed. Others didn’t understand Tang Xiaochuan’s details. He thought he knew a little bit. The new energy aircraft manufacturing company under Feitian Technology Group produced a civilian aircraft based on flying chariots. The speed of the gadget is very fast, but according to his understanding, the speed of this aircraft should not be so fast. Is there a new product?

Yang Shiqian said: "You tell me what happened today from beginning to end, no concealment, no concocting, or you know the consequences!"

"Yes, it's like this..."

After Yang Shiqian listened to the manager’s narration, he thought about it and said to Tang Xiaochuan: “Mr. Tang, I have my own set of rules here. Over the years, I have never made any mistakes with this rule for management, and friends from all walks of life can be regarded as showing face. This is the scale of today. No one has been exception to the rules, but today I give Mr. Tang face and don’t care about it. If Mr. Tang wants to stay here and play, I welcome it. Today counts me as a treat! If my husband wants to go, I won't stay. Welcome Mr. Tang to come again next time! But this woman has to stay!"

Seeing Yang Shiqian's finger pointing at herself, Jiang Liying turned pale with fright, and trembling all over, she quickly grabbed Tang Xiaochuan's sleeve: "Mr. Tang..."

Tang Xiaochuan looked at Yang Shiqian, took a cigarette and said, "Miss Jiang must follow me!"