Tyrant Son-in-law

He held his chin, his expression grave.    

According to his understanding, the security companies in Changhe City were not well-developed, because Huixiong had unified the underground powers and then changed into the surface, the most intuitive situation was that there were fewer gangsters forming groups on the streets.    

Therefore, the job of security wasn't strictly speaking, it was equivalent to a "casual job".    

Since that was the case, what qualifications and courage did they have to dare to contend against International Building?    

If my guess is right, there must be a leader behind them.    

"Did you find out who was the mastermind?" Hu Yiming asked.    

"I can't find anything."    

Wu Tiehzhu shook his head, "I also considered this situation, but the three of us have already moved out and we don't have a clue. That's why I dare to say that they were the ones to join hands! "    

If it was an ordinary person, they would think the same way. After all, Liu Shisui's ability to steal information, Zuo Yang's ability to lobbying and Wu Tiehzhu's unquestionable management skills made it so that even they couldn't find the problem.    

However, Hu Yiming was a bit worried. He had had this instinct ever since he received Tubao's report call yesterday.    

"I hope I'm overthinking it!"    

Hu Yiming shook his head and threw this unrealistic idea to the back of his mind.    

Right now, there was already no one in the Changhe City who could match up to him, so those who dared to go head to head with such a loud display of power were only in a hurry to be reincarnated.    

Wu Tiehzhu didn't know Hu Yiming's strange intuition and was confident that no one could beat him. He walked up to Hu Yiming and hooked his arm over his shoulder and said, "You don't need to accompany sister-in-law today, right? Brothers, let's go out for a drink? "    

When Hu Yiming heard he was going to drink, he immediately pushed Wu Tiehzhu away and firmly refused.    

He had promised Yihan that he would go back later and stay with the three of them. If he could drink and eat until midnight, wouldn't that mean that the relationship he had just established with Yue Yihan would collapse again?    

"Sigh!"    

Zuo Yang sighed, "Ancient man: women are like clothes, and brothers are like hands and feet! However, there were also some people who liked to wear only half of their sleeves, or something like that … It doesn't matter if there is or not! "    

"Sigh!" Wu Tiehzhu and Liu Shisui, who finally reacted, also let out a long sigh and kept the same side as Zuo Yang.    

"Sou Yang, come over here and explain. Whose sleeves are you referring to?" Hu Yiming rolled up his sleeves to repair Zuo Yang.    

"I can't beat you, I'm not going!"    

Zuo Yang hid behind Wu Tiehzhu, as if he was about to face a great enemy, which brought about a wave of laughter.    

At this moment, there was a hurried knock on the door, followed by the hurried entrance of the secretary.    

"President Wu, something bad happened!" Something has happened at the International Building! "    

"Something has happened? How is this possible!? Who would dare to touch International Building? "    

Wu Tiehzhu's expression turned serious, he quickly walked forward and took the phone from the secretary.    

Hu Yiming also went over and saw a short video was playing on his phone. It could be seen that Tubao was beaten to death and his two boots were still on Tubao's face.    

What was even more infuriating was that someone spat on Tubao and the red wine fell on his head.    

The video only showed the mocking laughter of the people around them, but not their sick faces.    

Hu Yiming saw this and got angry in his heart. He stood up and left.    

"Beard!" The person behind him couldn't even shout at him.    

It was understandable, even if it wasn't Tubao, who had contributed a lot, if it was any other employee from International Building, he would have reacted the same way.    

Whoever dared to touch him was courting death!    

Although it was a second-hand Volkswagen, its speed was surprisingly fast, attracting the attention of many people on the road. At first glance, they thought it was a new sportscar.    

In less than 20 minutes, Hu Yiming got off the car and met up with Qinglang, who had received the news at the same time.    

"Boss, what's the situation?" "Who is so bold to actually dare to step on Tubao's face? You are truly courting death!"    

"I don't know, I'll go in and take a look."    

There was no point in talking any further. This matter should not end peacefully.    

There was no one in the guard room. There was no need to think too much, the quality of the people in the International Building was definitely very high. There was no sign of them neglecting their duties, they would definitely be fighting with those people, maybe they had already encountered an accident.    

The more Hu Yiming thought about it, the faster his footsteps became.    

The first thing he saw was a large circle of twenty to thirty people.    

Could their International Building be taken down by these few people?    

Not to mention Qinglang, even Hu Yiming didn't believe him.    

He patted the outermost shoulder of the person who was jeering at him. That person turned around and saw a face that he did not recognize. He said impatiently, "Who are you brat?"    

Bang!    

The punch landed on their noses, and they were forced back several steps. The pressure caused the group of people in the front row to stagger as they cursed.    

The man covered his nose, blood flowing out from between his fingers. He could not stop as he looked at his red hands and shouted, "Damn it, someone is causing trouble! Stop fooling around! "    

The scene was a mess.    

Only then did the group begin to confront Hu Yiming and the others.    

Hu Yiming glanced around and didn't see anyone he was looking for. He said, "Who sent you?"    

With the strength of this group of people, they couldn't even contend against Tubao. Furthermore, this was one of his base camps, who would dare to cause such a ruckus?    

"Who are you, kid?" How dare he interfere with his grandfather's business? Kneel down and apologize to my bro immediately, otherwise, Tubao won't even be able to get up from the ground. If anything happens to you, no one will dare to come over to collect my corpse! "    

The crowd burst into laughter.    

Who cares who the person was, they were not afraid.    

How could Qinglang allow someone to humiliate his boss like that? He pointed at the person's nose and cursed back: "Did you eat sh * t in your mouth? You smell that bad? Do you believe that I won't let any of you leave this place alive today? "    

"You talk too much. Brothers, let's break their mouths first!"    

The group of people shouted and rushed forward like a pack of wolves, tigers, and leopards.    

Hu Yiming remained as still as a mountain. Just as the punch was about to land on him, he suddenly made his move. That person seemed to have left the ground and landed on the ground with a loud thud.    

It was uncontrollable.    

The people following behind didn't even have time to react before they were knocked down one after another.    

"So fast!"    

"This, Madman! "Quickly retreat!"    

Without the courage to fight, he was utterly defeated.    

With Qinglang's men, it was easy for them to annihilate and control everyone.    

"All of you, behave yourself! Don't move recklessly!"    

Qinglang slapped the head of the person who was squatting uncomfortably.    

"Boss, what should we do with these people?"    

At this time, Hu Yiming was checking Tubao's injuries. Seeing that he only suffered from some serious superficial wounds and a few minor fractures, he handed him over to the people beside him and stood up.    

"Who did it?"    

"Who poured the red wine? Who spat the phlegm? Who stepped on Tubao? All of you, stand up for me! "    

The group of people lowered their heads in silence.    

Who dared to admit it?    

Just a moment ago, this brat was facing dozens of people as if he was unmanned. Beating them was as casual as peeling an apple. Now that he stood out, there was only death waiting for him.