Walking Tall

Kuang Guorong woke up, looked at his right hand, and then couldn't help screaming.

"Stop shouting, faggot!" Zhao Yan sat on the sofa and said coldly.

After Kuang Guorong's obsession, he said: "brother Yan"

Zhao Yan looked very cold. He took out several paper towels, carefully wrapped the ashtray Qi Kunlun threw on the table, picked it up and squatted down to Huang Zhao.

Huang Zhao is still in a state of coma. His face is like gold paper. He has more air in and less air out. He is obviously seriously injured.

"Bang! Bang! "

Zhao Yan holds up the ashtray, and on Huang Zhao's face, he hits Huang Zhao twice, making him groan, then his eyes turn white.

"Brother Yan!!!" Kuang Guorong even ignored his own hand and exclaimed.

Zhao Yan glared at him coldly and said, "shut up, waste!"

Kuang Guorong saw Zhao Yan's cruel eyes, and he was so scared that he hurriedly covered his mouth and dared not let himself shout again.

Zhao Yan put down the ashtray, then took the paper towel, rubbed it into a ball and threw it into the garbage can. He sneered: "today, the cleaner helped me clean the office. This ashtray has not been touched except for Qi Kunlun!"

Hearing Zhao Yan's words, Kuang Guorong was shocked for a moment, and said with trembling: "brother Yan, what are you doing?"

Zhao Yan's face was twisted, he reached out to explore Huang Zhao's nose, and confirmed that the man was dead, then he said coldly: "who does he think he is, who can control my life and death power? Do you think my shares are so easy to take? "

Kuang Guorong was too scared to speak for fear of being killed by Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan looks at Kuang Guorong and says, "how do I treat you?"

"Brother Yan takes good care of me and doesn't say anything!" Kuang Guorong agreed in a hurry.

"Then you can cooperate with me in this matter. In a moment, I will teach you how to speak! Do you understand? " Zhao Yan stood up, took a deep breath, calmed down, and touched the mobile phone in his pocket.

Kuang Guorong nodded, did not dare to say more, Zhao Yan is so cruel, even let him ignore his smashed hands.

Zhao Yan made a call, adjusted his mind, and said, "Dad, something happened in my company. Someone from the military came to bully us, took 20% of our shares, and killed Huang Zhao, the son of Huang Bairen, a major shareholder. In order to force me to comply, he even forced me to smash Guorong's palm. "

" what do you want to do? " Zhao Yan's father asked in a deep voice.

"The other party has a background, so I want to expose it through the media first! As long as the media exposed this matter, no matter how big his background is, the military can't protect him, and will definitely send him to a military court. " Zhao Yan said with a sneer.

"It's a good idea for you. You've handled it very calmly." Zhao Yan's father praised, "I'll send someone to you in a moment, and then I'll send out the article immediately. You call the police first. Let the police come here. I will help you out there. "

Zhao Yan said, "this must be done as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'm afraid the other side will notice."

Kuang Guorong suddenly realized at this time that Zhao Yan had been deliberately forbearing before, or in other words, trying to set up for each other!

At this time, he even killed Huang Zhao himself, in order to blame Huang Zhao's death on the other side and make a complete uproar.