"Hey, why are you hitting someone?" Luo Feng walked out and wanted to argue.

"What's wrong with hitting people? You guys are the ones who hit them." He was extremely arrogant and aggressive, and then swung his right hand again.

"Ding, the forty-sixth floor is here, ladies and gentlemen, please!" This high-end business elevator is different. After arriving at each floor, there will be a voice broadcast. Everyone was attracted by the arrival of the elevator broadcast and stared at the elevator door that was about to be opened.

The elevator door opened, and a sexy and charming beauty "fairy" walked out, followed by a man with a slightly messy hair, gray sportswear and white sneakers.

The beautiful "fairy" saw that the aisle was full of people, and was stunned for a moment, stopped, and grabbed the arm of the man behind him with his backhand. The man looked at the aisle, Yan Jia was still lying on the ground, and a bald, short and swung his hand, before he could put down his hand. He glanced at the door of the company, nodded without saying a word.

"Damn, who is this scumbag? Who is this beauty?"

"Damn it, what a cabbage was warded by a pig!"

"Beauty, my big one, can I buckle?" A group of people started to coax, and no one paid attention to the man in gray sportswear.

Listening to this unpleasant foul speech, Qiu Han frowned, patted Dong Xiaolan's jade hand and walked towards the bald short man: "Can you beat me?" The voice was cold and cold.

The short and slutty man felt the pressure on his body increased and he was a little cold. He looked at his people around him. There were many people and many people. He was afraid of your wool. He strengthened his courage and said, "Who are you? Are you looking for death?" But he obviously became three points weaker.

"I am a small employee of this company. Can you report your name?" Qiu Han did not say his true identity, and his intuition told him that these are all gangsters in society.

"Do you deserve to know the name of my master? But for the sake of the beauty around you, I made an exception. If you don't change your name or your surname, Wu Liu is your grandfather, me." After saying that, Wu Liuyi's proud look on his face caused the people he brought to laugh.

Qiu Han also laughed. It seemed that this was not a gathering of enemies. Last time I heard of this name in the teahouse, I didn’t go to find you, so you came to the door.

"Are you fucking stupid? Haha, I'm all your grandfather, why are you laughing?" Wu Liuyi looked joking, proud.

"Bang!" Qiu Han thrust quickly and put it away faster. Before everyone could see when he raised his hand, they saw Wu Liu tilting his mouth and drawing a bright red arc. Two spots of white were shining in the arc. He fell to the ground in response. He didn't know how much force Qiu Han used. He slapped a person and lost two teeth.

It was terriblely quiet. No one expected that the man in front of him would do it as soon as he said he could do it. Or did he do it with so many people on the other side. Wouldn't he be worried about being trampled?

Qiu Han didn't go to see Wu Liu lying on the ground, so he walked over and pulled Yan Jia, looked at Yin Wuyan, Luo Feng and others, smiled and said simply, "I'm back and turned around and looked at Wu Liu."

Wu Liu could not accept this sudden change at all. At least he had some status in the world. He was slapped to the ground by a man and threw the man to his grandma's house. At this time, his eyes were red and he was hysterically angry. He climbed up and touched his waist with his right hand, and then held a bright knife in his hand.

"Fuck you fuck you!" Wu Liu shouted, lifted his sword and stabbed Qiu Han. He was extremely fierce. When the others saw that Liu Brother said something, they moved together and surrounded Qiu Han. The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Seeing this situation, Yin Wuyan narrowed his eyes, Luo Feng took a few steps back, Dong Xiaolan, Yan Jia was so shocked that he covered his pretty mouth with his hands.

The bright knife was approaching in front of me. Qiu Han didn't even look at it. The corner of his mouth raised, and a faint smile appeared. After pushing Dong Xiaolan around him, he suddenly disappeared in front of the knife with cold air. Then he heard a scream. The blade had been deeply inserted into a person's face. Then Wu Liu felt a huge force coming from his back. It was too late to avoid it. He was kicked away and smashed a large area of ​​the person who was about to surround him. It turned out that when Qiu Han approached his eyes, he only made a simple and coherent movement with his superb speed. He squatted, turned around, got up, and kicked back in one go.

.It seems simple to complete but it is like flowing water, instantly reducing the original dilemma scene in half. He moved again, before the others understood it, stepped forward, straight punches, uppercuts, side kicks, sweeps, hands and feet, and simple and violent all killer moves, no one can stop him wherever he went, and after the wailing, it fell into a dark place. Finally, Qiu Han clapped his hands after the last person fell to the ground, looked at Dong Xiaolan and his colleagues, waved his hands, and signaled to let them retreat. He wanted to handle the matter before a large number of employees went to work, and he did not want this bloody scene to leave any shadow in the girl's heart.

But no one seemed to care about his gestures, and he didn't move. Yin Wuyan was still calm. Luo Feng opened his eyes wide, Yan Jia's face was full of admiration, and he had forgotten the pain of the slap. Dong Xiaolan did not lose her appearance, but instead stood up with her plump breasts, with an obsession on her face. Qiu Han thought to himself, Damn, the fairy is a fairy!

He slowly walked to Wu Liu and squatted down. At this time, Wu Liu was still lying on his companion's body, his face covered with blood from his companion. The hilt of the knife inserted into the other person's face was still held in his hand. He looked closely at the hilt of the knife, which was wrapped around Wu Liu's wrist. This was to prevent the knife from losing his hand during fierce fighting. It turned out that he didn't want to let go, but he was in a dilemma when stabbed into his own people. He glared wide, extremely terrifying, and the smell of blood was scattered in the air.

Qiu Han stretched out his hand, pinched Wu Liu's hand with the knife and pushed forward, and his companion screamed again. When Wu Liu's people looked at Qiu Han again, their eyes were filled with fear. They felt that the man in front of them was a devil, and the cold winter made them even more chill.

"Wu Liu, right? Who is you, a boy named Brother Kun?" Qiu Han went through the old tent in the teahouse. He clearly remembered that someone called him the leader Brother Kun that night, and teased Murong Xiao and did not go to find you. You actually bumped into him on your own initiative?

Wu Liuqi opened his eyes and kept silent. It was not that he didn't want to speak, but that Qiu Han's initiative just now made him a little scared. With the huge force of the kick through his body, he felt as if he had fallen apart, and his face was twisted and his body was covered in cold sweat.

"I won't say it, right? Very good. I think I have a thousand ways to tell me." After that, Qiu Han smiled. This smile fell into Wu Liu's eyes and felt very bad. He didn't dare to look at his cold eyes. He was a little scared. He didn't know what the man in front of him would do next? An inexplicable fear climbed into his heart. He had never encountered such a thing in society. Every time there were more people than fewer people. This time, so many people were actually dealt with by one person. It seemed that he had hit the nail on the head this time.

Qiu Han suddenly raised his foot and stomped on Wu Liu's left hand. Then he swung his hand and slapped Wu Liu in the face. The strength and pain made Wu Liu turn upside down, and then slapped Wu Liu back to his original position just now. The hand holding the hilt of the knife never got out of hand under the action of the thin line. It just shook a few times, and the man who was stabbed on his face almost fainted. Qiu Han grabbed one of the hand of the man who was hit by the knife again and stuffed it into Wu Liu's mouth, which was not big.

When he entered, Wu Liu's left hand was charged with blood flowing in his mouth, and two teeth fell. As soon as his hand entered his mouth, it hurt so much that he couldn't even scream. Sweat as big as beans on his forehead dripped. How could two people who were injured remain calm and balanced in this position? But as soon as he moved, one person sucked the blood flowing mouth hard, and the other tightly pressed on the hilt of the knife. Both people would feel the pain as if they were sucking. It would be even more painful and terrible.

Qiu Han lit a cigarette and started smoking quietly, not looking at everyone, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with him.

After about a few minutes, Qiu Han threw away the cigarette butt in his hand. He looked at Wu Liu and said, "Are you thinking about it and you must honestly answer my question? If you think about it, you can lift your eyelids!" As soon as this said, Wu Liu felt relieved and raised his eyelids. Qiu Han pulled out the hand that was stuffed into his mouth.

"Is Brother Kun your little brother?" Qiu Han's voice was always cold, and Wu Liu's heart trembled.

"Yes, but I won't go with me now!" Wu Liu was still running in his mouth. This kid was very smart. He knew that Qiu Han would definitely have a trick to ask this question, so he put a line for himself early.

"Pa" slap in the face: "Have I asked you to say more?" Wu Liu was slapped so hard that he almost fainted from the pain. He never thought that the slap on his face was like this kind of burning pain.

"Do you know that Brother Kun's little brother teasing beautiful girls in the teahouse? It's just..." Qiu Han paused.

"I know." Wu Liu was quite smart this time, and he didn't have many answers, just two words.

"Bang!" Another slap sounded.

"Did I ask you to answer?" Qiu Han's cold voice sounded again.

Wu Liu really wanted another knife to stab him directly at this time. He said he would be beaten, but he would still be beaten without saying much. The person in front of him was too damn difficult to deal with.

"Just know, how to deal with it?" Qiu Han threw the problem directly to Wu Liu.

Wu Liu looked up at Qiu Han, not daring to speak.

"You don't know, right? I'll tell you, 3 million!" Qiu Han offered the price.

Wu Liu heard this number and wanted to faint. He wanted to tease me 3 million, why didn’t you rob it? He was still trying hard to think about what to say!

"Ba! You seem to have forgotten the question I started talking about. You just need to answer it. I didn't let you think about it, 5 million!"

Wu Liu's psychological defense was directly destroyed. He was afraid of the man in front of him. This man could put pressure on him to resist just one look, so he could only agree first, otherwise he would have a hundred reasons to believe that the man in front of him would definitely kill him.

"Okay, I promise you." Wu Liu nodded desperately.

Qiu Han glanced at the people still lying on the ground and smiled. The people seemed to see a devil opening his bloody mouth after smiling, and all quietly lowered their heads.

"Yan Jia, tell me he hit you with that hand?" Is this still over? It's not over! I can only say that Wu Liu went out today and didn't look at the calendar. He met Qiu Han, the master who was born to protect his baby, and touched his reverse scales, brothers and women!

Yan Jia "wakes up" from the shock. She has never seen the president's domineering and arrogant protection, and irresistible. But the feeling of being protected is really warm. She thought she likes the feeling of being protected like this. Yan Jia didn't dare to step forward and looked at Qiu Han blankly.

"Right hand, I have a video here." Yin Wuyan's voice was also a little cold. It turned out that he was standing behind without saying a word, and was prepared to take a sneak shot, leaving a handle.

Qiu Han did not answer, and lifted Wu Liu with one hand and threw it to the wall at the elevator. Wu Liu slowly slid against the wall, leaning against the wall, holding the pulled knife in his hand, and screamed, and the man with the knife on his face fainted.

The scene was terriblely quiet, and the needles could be heard.
Chapter completed!