Douluo See You For a Long Time

Recently, Tang San was still immersed in the joy of success in starting a business. This is normal. In such a short period of time, he has already earned millions of assets. It can be said that he has completed the original accumulation of capital. Now he finally has the courage to say that he is a capitalist, not the oppressed proletarians.

The only thing that made him a little regretful was that there was no worker in his factory, no one to exploit and exploit him, and no one else could complete the figures as quickly, efficiently, and with high quality as he did. After all, this company is temporary.

It's just that he just wanted to go out for a walk that day and relax, because his body was tired from over-concentration. I saw that the door and walls of the studio I rented were splashed with red paint. And there are quite a few warning words written on it.

There is no doubt that these are the revenge of colleagues. I want him, a stupid young man, to understand something and stop dreaming about monopolizing the market.

Tang San fell into a brief silence. He had indeed predicted his future situation based on the worst-case scenario, but his opponent's childish methods made him feel that his prediction was a bit too pessimistic. Throwing paint to scare people has no effect on him at all.

Tang Hao also noticed this scene and dipped his finger into the red paint on the wall: "Without even a bit of real human blood, these guys are really getting back together."

When Tang San heard Tang Hao's muttering, he was a little confused: "Dad! You seem to understand the rules here?"

"You should understand a little! In the past, I was half a gangster. My younger brother often did this kind of thing in the past. At that time, what was splashed was not paint, but real blood.

These guys are very capable and rich. You don’t need to worry too much about them. At most, you can find a few third-rate thugs to intimidate them. If you dare to take action, it’s already very good. Although I’m old, I’ll help you get rid of these smelly fish. Rotten shrimp is still very simple. "

A faint coercion emerged from Tang Hao's body. Under the demi-god, he was still one of the most powerful men, not one that even cats and dogs would dare to provoke.

Several companies were also quite depressed. They found that after pouring red paint on others, it had no effect. Even the effect of intimidating other employees was not effective. They still shipped goods so efficiently, and even the shipment volume increased. This is simply a slap in the face.

How do they know that their rival company does not need to recruit employees at all, and all the work is done by the boss alone. This is too surreal. Unless someone's martial arts is a conceptual figure, it is basically impossible to do it. to this point.

After the intimidation failed, they planned to take some more drastic measures, but after all, they were just companies run by ordinary businessmen, which were far different from professional underworlds like the Haotian Sect.

For them, the more drastic method is to hire a few people to smash the glass.

Dismantle the equipment and keep coming if you don't get out, making it impossible for them to work properly.

That day, Tang San was catching up on his sleep to regain his energy, when he heard a crash beside him, and a brick flew towards him. Although he was still sleeping just now, his reaction was very fast. He had been trained with concealed weapons for a long time. He grabbed the large hidden weapon in front of him with both hands, and threw it out through the broken window with his backhand.

I heard a scream coming from outside. The person who threw the brick just now was hit hard. Tang San's hidden weapon skills basically had no chance of losing the brick.

Seeing the shattered glass on the ground, he was quite angry and jumped out through the window. With his keen insight into unlocking soul power, he easily spotted the gangsters.

This group of people are not even gangsters, they are just a group of delinquent teenagers who skipped school and took money from people to smash windows. Even though he had a few sticks in his hand, they could do nothing but slap people on the head.

Even if Tang San didn't have any soul power, he could still fight by relying on the glass particles on the ground. They called him dad. In fact, that's what he did. The broken glass was suspended out of thin air under his control, and then came a shot of One Thousand and One Nights... The number of glass shards might not be enough for a thousand, but it was enough to tie each of them into pieces. Hedgehog.

They weren't all that powerful in the first place, but their bodies and faces were punctured by sleeping glass. They all screamed like pigs, turned around and ran away, for fear that the killer would catch up and give them a beating.

As a result, these colleagues got a piece of news, that is, no matter how hard you are, there is a master in Sunzi Company who is good at using glass particles and can defeat the enemy thousands of miles away.

This information is painful to look at, even a fool would know it. This time they must have trusted someone else and found a group of unreliable guys.

Just when this group of people was about to contact the real gangsters and teach Tang San a lesson, the windows of their boss's house were suddenly smashed. But their boss didn't even know it and was still sleeping there.

When I woke up the next morning. I didn't feel there was any problem. It wasn't until I looked in the mirror that I realized that someone had drawn a red line on my neck with blood.

If I were more serious about this, I might think of it as a prank, but if you think about it carefully, I would sneak into your house quietly in the middle of the night. Someone who can also draw a red mark on your neck. I can definitely cut your neck in half silently.

This is the threat. The threat of red fruit. And it's much better than their threatening tactics, mainly because the people they hired don't have this ability.

People were panicked for a while. Although the empire was now considered to be an era of rule of law, killing was illegal, and the probability of being caught was very high for wanted criminals after killing.

But after they encountered such a bad intimidation, they found that they could not find out from the surveillance video how the people who came to intimidate them did it. In other words, even if their heads were chopped off, the suspects would still be the same. Can get away with it.

This is a bit too scary. They can indeed use the money in their hands and the connections they have access to to suppress the company that suddenly rises.

But people can also take away their lives directly. Money or life. This is an eternal problem, and there has not been a unified answer since ancient times. But after thinking calmly, most people still chose to die.

But could Tang San really cut off these people's heads without anyone noticing?

In fact, he really couldn't do it. The broken window was actually just an illusion. Even if he practices regularly, it is impossible to sneak into other people's houses under numerous surveillances. So he actually didn't go there at all.

[To be continued]

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