Douluo See You For a Long Time

Tang San has been immersed in the joy of entrepreneurial success recently. This is also normal. In such a short period of time, he has earned millions of assets. It can be said that he has completed the original capital accumulation. Now he finally has the money to say that he is a capitalist, not those oppressed proletarians.

The only thing that makes him a little pity is that there is not a single worker in his factory, no one exploits and squeezes him at all, and it is impossible for other people to complete the manual with such high speed, efficiency and high quality as him. After all, this company is temporary.

It's just that he just wanted to go out and relax for a while, his body fatigued because of excessive concentration. I saw that the entrance and walls of the studio I rented were covered with red paint. And wrote quite a lot of warning words.

There is no doubt that these are the revenge of colleagues. I want him to be a stunned young man, and don't want to monopolize the market.

Tang San fell into a brief silence. He did predict his future situation in the worst situation, but the naive approach of his opponent made him feel that his prediction was a bit too pessimistic. Splashing paint to scare people has absolutely no effect on him.

Tang Hao also noticed this scene, and dipped his finger in the red paint on the wall: "Not even a bit of real human blood is mixed. These guys are really getting mixed up and returning."

Tang San heard Tang Hao's muttering to himself, and he was a little puzzled: "Dad! You seem to understand the rules here?"

"You know a little bit! In the past, I was half-black. The younger brother used to do this kind of thing. At that time, the splash was not paint, but real blood.

These guys are very rich. You don’t have to worry about them too much. At most, you can find a few third-rate thugs to intimidate them. It’s pretty good if you dare to do it. Although I’m old, I will help you get rid of these stinky fish. Rotten shrimp is still very simple. "

A faint coercion radiated from Tang Hao, under the half-god, he was still the number one powerhouse, not a cat or a dog that would dare to provoke him.

Several companies are also quite depressed. They found that after splashing red paint on others, there was no effect. They couldn't even intimidate employees of the other party. They still shipped so efficiently, and even their shipment volume had increased. This is simply a slap in the face.

How do they know that their rival company does not need to recruit employees at all. All the work is done by the boss alone. This is too surreal. Unless someone’s martial arts is a conceptual figure, it is basically impossible to do it. To this point.

After the intimidation failed, they planned to take some more drastic measures, but after all, they were just companies run by ordinary businessmen, and they were too far apart from the professional underworld of Haotianzong.

The more drastic method for them is nothing more than hiring a few people to smash the glass, dismantle the equipment, and keep coming if they don't get out of the way, so that they can't work normally.

Tang San was regaining his energy that day when he heard a clatter around him, and a brick flew over his door. Although he was still asleep, his reaction was very fast and he had been trained with hidden weapons. With both hands, he grabbed the large hidden weapon in front of him, and threw it along the broken window with his backhand.

I heard a scream from outside, the person who threw the brick just now was smashed into a solid, Tang San's hidden weapon technique, there is basically no possibility of losing the film.

Seeing the broken glass, he was also quite angry, and jumped out along the window. With his keen insight to unlock the soul power, he easily spotted the little bastards.

This group of people, not even gangsters, are just a group of unscrupulous teenagers who skipped school. Although he was holding a few swing sticks in his hand, he could do nothing except a random tap on the human brain.

Even if Tang San didn't have any soul power, he could still fight by relying on the glass ballast on the ground. They were called Dad. In fact, he did the same. The broken glass was then suspended out of thin air under his control, and then there was a shot of one thousand and one nights... The number of glass ballasts may not be enough for a thousand, but it is enough to pierce each of them. Hedgehog.

Originally, they weren't any powerful characters. Their faces were pierced by the sleeping glass, and they suddenly screamed like a pig, turning around, for fear that the killer would catch up and give them a fat beating.

As a result, these colleagues got the news that no matter how heavy you are, you are a grandson, and there is a master who can use glass ballast to gain enemies thousands of miles away.

This information is so painful to look at, even the second fool knows it. This time they must have been entrusted with inhumane people, and they have found a group of unreliable guys.

Just when these people were about to contact the real black guys and teach Tang San a lesson, the glass of their boss's house was suddenly smashed. And their boss is still sleeping there without knowing it.

When I woke up the next morning. I don't feel anything wrong. It was only when I was looking in the mirror that I realized that my neck had been drawn with a red line with dog blood.

If you are a little bit more minded about this matter, you might treat it as a prank, but if you think about it, you will come into your house quietly in the middle of the night. Someone who can still put a red mark on your neck. I can certainly chop off your neck silently.

This is the threat. The threat of red fruit. And it's much smarter than their threat tactics, mainly because the people they hire don't have this kind of ability.

People panic for a while, although the empire is now considered to be the era of the rule of law, murder is illegal, and the wanted criminal after the murder ~www.readwn.com~ is very likely to be caught.

But after they encountered such a bad intimidation, they found that they could not find from the surveillance video at all. How did the people who threatened them did it? That is to say, even if their heads were cut off, the suspects might still be the same. Can get away with it.

This is a bit scary. They can indeed use the money in their hands and the network of contacts they have contacted to suppress the sudden rise of the company.

But people can also take their lives directly, asking for money is still dying. This is an age-old problem, and there has not been a unified answer since ancient times. But after calm thinking, most people still chose to die.

But can Tang San really cut off these people's heads without knowing it?

In fact, he really couldn't do it. The broken window was actually just an illusion. No matter how hard he practiced on schedule, it is impossible to sneak into other people's houses under numerous surveillances. So he didn't actually go at all.

[To be continued]

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