The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

Dakui put away the walkie-talkie, took out a stick from his back, and the rest of the people followed suit.

"Hand over your mobile phones and leave the company." Da Kui said with a cold face.

"Should I give it?" Zhao Hua said angrily.

"Then don't blame us for being rude."

Da Kui was a special soldier before, retired for three years, and the blood of the soldier is still there. He didn't want to embarrass a few people, but now he is working with others, so naturally he has to follow their orders.

He raised the electric baton and threw it at Zhao Hua.

It's just that Zhao Hua's abdomen was aimed at, not his head.

Zhao Hua is just an ordinary rich second generation, and has never learned martial arts. Seeing the throwing stick that was thrown at him quickly, Zhao Hua's face changed, and he was shocked.

Several people in Zhao Hua's group saw the security guard's sudden move, and immediately became furious. Huang Yuchen was just about to block it when he saw a figure flash.

Just when Zhao Hua thought he was about to be beaten, a figure suddenly came to him.

In the next second, Zhang Zian grabbed the stick that was thrown at Zhao Hua with one hand.

Did not attack Da Kui.

Just rushing at him can avoid Zhao Hua's vital points.

Seeing that their captain and Zhang Zian were in a stalemate, the people in the back rushed forward brandishing their sticks.

Huang Yuchen snorted coldly and rushed over.

He is also a 'master' of the fifth grade of qi training anyway, so he still doesn't pay attention to these security guards.

Lei Zhiyi and several others also picked up the nearby wine bottles and rushed up.

When they were young, they fought in groups, no matter how many people there were, they were never afraid.

You can always find your way back afterwards.

Da Kui yanked the swinging stick vigorously, but did not move a muscle, a fright flashed in his eyes.

His left hand smashed towards Zhang Zian, Zhang Zian made a quick move, squeezed Dakui's fist, and exerted a little force, Dakui's hands felt pain at the same time, and the hand holding the swinging stick unconsciously let go.

"That's a lot of power."

Da Kui knew that he was no match for the person in front of him, so he gave up resistance directly.

The battle on the other side also ended quickly.

Huang Yuchen hit five by himself, and the others teamed up to knock down one.

There was a lot of wailing on the ground, Dakui knew that he was not Zhang Zian's opponent, so he stood where he was, staring at Zhang Zian.

"Contact your manager Mei Du and ask him to come over."

Zhang Zian didn't make things difficult for Da Kui either.

Da Kui took out the walkie-talkie and tried several times without success. Just when he was about to give up, Meng Xiaorui's voice came.

"It's over."

Huang Yuchen snatched the walkie-talkie and said bluntly, "Let Mei Du that bastard get over here."

Meng Xiaorui thought she had heard wrong, so she asked again.

"Give him a minute or we'll start screwing the company."

After speaking, Huang Yuchen directly crushed the walkie-talkie.

Da Kui was dumbfounded when he saw it. It was an imported walkie-talkie, and all of them were made of real materials. Unlike his side, there are many fakes.

To actually crush it with bare hands, this kind of strength is terrifying.

Huang Yuchen has no interest in playing any longer, and helping her brother-in-law to get revenge is the real business.

Mei Du is in his thirties, sitting in his spacious office, with one arm around Meng Xiaorui, the other pinching Meng Xiaorui's chin, and wandering around from time to time.

It made Meng Xiaorui giggle, her whole body trembled from time to time, her little face turned red.

"Tell Medu that bastard to get over here."

"Give him a minute or we'll start screwing the company."

Hearing the voice from the walkie-talkie, Mei Du's face turned livid immediately.

Pushing Meng Xiaorui away, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

At the same time, he got up and walked towards the door.

People all go to my company, looking for me by name, and if I don't go there, I don't have to mess with it if it spreads.

I'm afraid of being a hair in my own company.

As soon as he went out, a middle-aged man in his 40s walked up to him, wearing an undershirt, revealing his bronzed muscles.

This is the bodyguard specially arranged by the Mei family for Mei Du, and it is said that he is a martial artist of the fifth rank of qi training.

Seeing the person coming, Mei Du was completely relieved, walked in the front, and went downstairs to the reception room.

This time, Huang Yuchen had already learned the reason from Zhang Zian.

The sentiment is exciting.

How can it be so disgusting that it can't hurt the family, this is the most basic truth.

"Brother-in-law, I will take revenge for this revenge today, and I will bear the responsibility if something happens." Huang Yuchen said boldly.

In less than a minute, the door of the reception room was pushed open from the outside. Mei Du walked directly into the reception room, and frowned when he saw a group of security guards lying on the ground.

Wrinkled his nose, smelled an extremely unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine, almost spit it out.

The bodyguard who practiced the fifth grade of Qi followed Mei Du, looked around, and finally settled his eyes on Huang Yuchen.

Meng Xiaorui also followed in, and when she saw the security guards lying on the ground, she covered her mouth in surprise.

He stood a little towards the door.

Mei Du looked around for a week, but he didn't recognize him, so it was easy to deal with, beat the disabled and throw them out.

"You are looking for me?"

Although Mei Du's grandfather is the vice president of the Chinese Medicine Association, it stands to reason that with this relationship, he should also know Huang Yuchen.

It's just that Huang Yuchen never participated in the banquet of the Chinese Medicine Association because of his playfulness, and Huang Yuchen didn't pay attention to learning martial arts, so Huang Tiangang would not talk about it outside.

This caused Mei Du to not know Huang Yuchen at all.

Huang Yuchen leaned forward, wanting to go up and start a fight, but was stopped by Zhang Zian.

"Dong Cheng, do you remember?" Zhang Zian said expressionlessly.

Mei Du was obviously taken aback, then turned to look at Meng Xiaorui behind him.

Now he has had enough fun. It is because of her that his company has lost a group of old people, and now its performance has plummeted.

It's just that I used a small trick. I believe that Dong Cheng will beg him to come back soon.

Even you, a little brat, dare to fight yourself.

The mayfly shakes the tree.

"He has been expelled. Are you his relative? If you want to make trouble, then you have come to the wrong place. If you don't give an explanation today, it will be difficult to get out of here."

Mei Du said proudly.

Zhang Zian ignored it, and continued to ask: "You sent someone to hit him?"

Although Mei Du tried his best to conceal it, Zhang Zian still caught the change in the depths of his eyes.

Before Mei Du could answer, Zhang Zian nodded.

Suddenly, the fifth-rank Qi training bodyguard beside Mei Du became vigilant, took a step forward, and punched Zhang Zian directly.

Zhang Zian lightly pushed out his palm, and the bodyguard immediately flew upside down like a broken kite, and hit the wall behind him heavily.

"boom!"

The wall cracked like a spider web of cracks.

The bodyguard rolled his eyes and passed out.

All this happened so fast, Mei Du was dumbfounded and froze.

This is the bodyguard my grandfather arranged for me?

Why are you so unbeatable.

I was shot flying by someone's palm.

What is not waste?

Meng Xiaorui at the door was already frightened, her legs were weak and she couldn't stand up.

Seeing Zhang Zian's cold eyes, Mei Du retreated step by step, "You can't touch me, my grandpa is..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Zian struck out like lightning, grabbed his neck, and pulled him to his side. The two of them were face to face, very close at hand.

"Even if your grandfather is a god, he can't save you."

The voice was like the voice of the Nine Netherworlds, and each word hit Mei Du's heart, without the slightest thought of resistance.

Zhang Zian raised his right arm slowly, and Mei Du's body was slowly lifted into the air.

With both feet off the ground, they kept swinging in the air, and both hands slapped Zhang Zian's powerful arms like vices without any strength.

His face became extremely flushed due to difficulty breathing.