The Three Realms of Super Students

"No, it should be Huaxia, or even the world's number one cosmetics company, indeed!"

Thinking of the place of excitement and pride, Wu Haisheng couldn't hold back his ecstasy and laughed straight up.

"嘭 ... 嘭 ... 嘭 ..."

Just when Wu Haisheng smiled proudly, smiled proudly--

Just listen, outside his chairman's office, there came a burst of noise and shouts from far and near.

The sound of something being smashed by others also spread over the distance.

"What happened outside ?!"

Wu Haisheng, who was originally "YY" and "YY" who was happy, also quickly got up from the boss chair, and his face was also exasperated.

He put on his blazer on the back of his chair and was going out to see what was going on outside, but only listened.

"Uh-!"

A muffled noise came, and I saw that his closed office door was suddenly opened from the outside!

Immediately after, Wu Haisheng saw 10 gangsters with swollen noses and swollen faces, and the limping hooligans rushed in from outside the office.

Moreover, in their hands, they were still holding baseball bats, spring knives and the like, and the expressions on their faces were also a tadpole and fierce.

Especially when looking at Wu Haisheng's eyes, I can't wait to directly tore the dead fat guy directly!

"Who are you? This is Tianxiang Company. I will give you 10 seconds. If you don't get out of my company in 10 seconds, I will call 110!"

Looking at the rushing in one by one with poor eyes, holding the guy in his hand, it became clear that there were a group of gangsters who were prepared to come, and now Wu Haisheng was frightened suddenly.

I saw that at this time, Wu Haisheng shouted loudly at the 10 local hooligans, warning loudly that he hoped to use the name of the police to scare away these people who came to their company to make trouble.

On the one hand, his fat, bloated body kept shrinking back and forth, as if trying to find a corner to hide.

"Mom sells lots, you fat man who killed thousands of swords, turned his face and didn't recognize anyone!"

When I saw Wu Haisheng, I looked at them like a stranger.

Immediately, a killer Matt gangster went away, waving the baseball bat in his hand, pointing at Wu Haisheng's nose and yelling.

"Axing, what a fuss!"

"Don't say it's this dead fat man, even if it's your mother and mother who came here at this time, it may not recognize your present respect!"

Compared to the non-stop killing Matt bastard, the little **** with green hair next to him is extremely calm and quiet.

He first glanced at the killer companion with a circle, a circle, three layers inside and three layers outside of gauze on his face.

I looked at the other faces, either rolled gauze, or a few other brothers and sisters with plaster on their arms.

How can each of these respects be miserable, just like the "refugees" who just fled from the Great Northern Wilderness ...

Moreover, killing them is pretty good. Let's take a look at his lead brother, Hong Mao ...