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Tang Xiaochuan pointed to the security guards with batons in their hands, and waved: "Come on, aren't you all security guards? Take people's money and help people eliminate disasters. Look, I beat your manager to the ground , and beat up several of your colleagues, you just do it and watch? Can you bear it? Come on, beat me up, otherwise how will you explain to your boss?"

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

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

"Go!"

"Why don't you fuck it? It's only a few thousand yuan in a few months. I'm here to work, not to work!" The colleague said while wiping his sweat.

Others were only guarding with batons, but no one dared to step forward.

Tang Xiaochuan took out a metal cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigar from it, put it in his mouth, and took out a lighter to light it up. He looked at the security guards while smoking the cigar, and couldn't help but sneered, "A group of cowards, bullying people Come on, come on, don’t you dare? Brother Wu!”

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Tang Xiaochuan said: "You count to three times, and after three times, these bastards will beat them all down before they put them down!"

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

The time was too short, and the security guards had no time to struggle in their hearts, and they counted to three. Brother Wu rushed over, punching and kicking. His fists and kicks were heavy, fast and hard, and no one could stop them. Seven or eight security guards beat them to the ground before they had time to run away. The waiters and other customers who were onlookers ran away in fright. Many people crowded in the crowded aisle. People bumped into people, hit their heads against the wall, and they didn't know who they were when they went down the stairs. With a sharp push from behind, dozens of people rolled down the stairs in one go.

In the corridor, Brother Wu dealt with the security guard on one side, then turned around and walked towards the security guard on the other side.

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

"Hehe!" Seeing this scene, Tang Xiaochuan smoked a cigar and smiled.

There were only a few people left in the corridor, except for Wu Zhang and Jiang Liying, only the manager here was left, and this guy was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

Tang Xiaochuan walked over and kicked him twice, "Don't pretend to be dead, why hasn't your boss come yet? If your boss doesn't come, you won't understand this matter!"

The manager couldn't pretend to be dead anymore, he gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Tang, I know you are a big shot, but my boss is not easy to mess with. Although you are rich and famous, you are just a merchant. My boss is different. There is a common saying that residents do not fight with officials..."

Before they could speak, there were crisp footsteps and the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor from the end of the corridor. There were six people in total.

Tang Xiaochuan leaned against the wall, smoking a cigar, and looked at the six people walking towards this side.

The leader was a middle-aged young man in his thirties, with short hair, wearing a retro double-breasted linen jacket, holding a string of rosewood beads in his left hand, and a mobile phone in his right hand.

"Tang Xiaochuan?" The visitor was obviously surprised to see Tang Xiaochuan.

Tang Xiaochuan opened his mouth and took a puff of smoke. The smoke was lingering, but he looked at the person and asked, "Your Excellency?"

The young and middle-aged man in his thirties was stunned for a moment, and hesitantly said: "I have no contact with Mr. Tang. It's normal that Mr. Tang doesn't know me. My name is Yang Shiqian!"

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

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

"Oh?" Tang Xiaochuan couldn't help looking at Yang Shiqian again after hearing what Wu Zhang said, "I said who is the boss behind this club, it turns out to be a second generation! Mr. Wu, he was sent to Africa to mine by my bodyguard just now Who is the young master?"

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

"Oh, it's another second generation, let me just say, 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 don't know Tang Xiaochuan's energy, but he knows a thing or two. He has learned some internal high-level confidential information Except for the sinking of several unidentified warships that appeared off the coast of Happy Island some time ago, all the assassinations, assassinations and conspiracies against Tang Xiaochuan and Feitian Technology Group in the past few years have all failed. He also knows that once Tang Xiaochuan was attacked by an unidentified missile when he was on a special plane, but the missile exploded inexplicably during the flight, and within two seconds, the unidentified submarine that launched the missile was also sunk by the unidentified missile.

The internal confidential news flashed through Yang Shiqian's mind one by one. He looked at Brother Wu standing next to Tang Xiaochuan, then at the manager lying on the ground and a dozen or so security guards. He was about to speak when he heard footsteps.

It was Brother Zhan who came back from the 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 about the situation, so he waved to the manager, who struggled to get up and walked to him, "Young Master Yang, I..."

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

"Yes... Young Master Wen!"

Yang Shiqian's expression changed again, "How long has it been?"

"Just now! But Young Master Yang, I think they are playing tricks. It only took less than three or four minutes. How could it be possible to send a person from Binhai to Africa and back?"

Sure enough, ignorance is really sad. Yang Shiqian sighed in his heart. Others don't know the details of Tang Xiaochuan, but he thinks he knows a little bit. The speed of the thing 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: "Tell me about today's events from beginning to end. Don't hide anything, and don't make up anything, otherwise you will know the consequences!"

"Yes, that's how it is..."

After listening to the manager's narration, Yang Shiqian thought for a while, and said to Tang Xiaochuan: "Mr. Tang, I have my own set of rules here. Over the years, I have never made any mistakes in management according to this rule. Friends from all walks of life can be regarded as saving face. , This is the scale of today, and no one has ever been an exception to the rules, but today I will give Mr. Tang face, and I don’t care. If Mr. Tang wants to stay here to play, I welcome it. Today is my treat! If Tang Mr. Tang wants to leave, but I will not stay. Mr. Tang is welcome to come again next time! However, this woman has to stay!"

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

Tang Xiaochuan looked at Yang Shiqian, took a puff of cigarette and said, "Miss Jiang must come with me!"