Before Wen Jianqing could react to what was happening, he saw a middle-aged black fat man rushing in violently stepping on the door of the TV station, still holding an iron rod in his hand, and roaring viciously: "Who is Zhang Le, get out of here!"

Rub, Wen Jianqing sweated wildly, big brother, what is the situation with you, when did you provoke such a living Hades.

"What are you doing, no one is there?" The iron rod in the black fat man's hand shook fiercely, and smashed more than a dozen potted plants placed at the door in a row: "If you don't come out again, Lao Tzu will smash your broken TV station!"

After he finished speaking, he saw Wen Jianqing standing at the door stupidly, and rushed up directly, and asked viciously, "You are Zhang Le?"

Wen Jianqing hurriedly shook his head: "Big brother, you recognize the wrong person, I'm not Zhang Le!"

"Aren't you?Okay, tell me where Zhang Le is?" The iron rod in the black fat man's hand waved, and there were some mud stains on it: "Take me to him!"

Wen Jianqing still didn't slow down: "Ah, what?"

"You kid pretending to be stupid, aren't you?" The iron rod in the black fat man's hand waved fiercely: "Believe it or not, Lao Tzu knocked your head off with a stick!"

The black fat man swung the iron rod in his hand and smashed the glass of the window on the spot.

Wen Jianqing hid in time, otherwise he would have been splashed with glass slag.

Many people in the building ran out, and there were also many people outside who didn't dare to enter if they wanted to come in.

Recently, because of the recruitment of people by the TV station, there are a lot of people who come to apply every day, and there are even more people on weekends, and there are two or three hundred people waiting for interviews in the building, and some of them have just arrived and are scared before they come in.

Wen Jianqing, the black fat man, didn't know him, but there were still people who knew him, and many people who recognized the origin of the black fat man were so frightened that they hurried away, and even some people who were going to interview were scared away.

"Hehe......" The black fat man sneered, waved the iron rod in his hand, and said viciously: "Look at anything, get out of Lao Tzu!"

The group of subordinates brought by the black fat man were also going to drive people away, and those who came to the interview were frightened when they had seen this kind of battle, and they ran while screaming, they simply hated that their parents had two legs less, and they ran so fast.

The black fat man's subordinates don't care what those people are here for, anyway, they will beat them when they catch them, and they will wave the sticks indiscriminately, whether they are people or things, they will smash them when they see them.

And the black fat man continued to roar there: "Zhang Le, you bastard, get out of here!

"You don't want to live anymore, do you?" The security guards also rushed over, and now there are a lot of security guards on the TV station, more than 20 people, although they are in shifts, but now there are more than a dozen people on duty.

And these security guards are all specially selected by Long Biao, in terms of momentum, they are fierce, and they are not lost to these people brought by the black fat man, and they started to fight, and the two sides are directly in a group battle.

The black fat man didn't expect that there would be so many security guards in a TV station, and these security guards were even more murderous than his people!

Obviously, the number of people on both sides is about the same, how can it be that in just a moment, his people were beaten to the head and bleeding, and they were powerless to resist.

"Mr. Zheng, I can't stand it. Several of his subordinates ran back, crying for their fathers and mothers.

"You fools, if they beat you, won't you fight back?" The black fat man jumped to his feet in anger: "I can't resist what you tell me about, call someone! Call me dozens of more people and cut them all down for me!"

"Yo, who's so arrogant! Call dozens of more people!" Zhang Le just came out of the parking lot, and he didn't know that there was such a big movement outside.

Wen Jianqing's face changed when he saw Zhang Le, and he glanced at him vigorously and asked him to leave quickly.

Lin Ya, An Lulu and others also came out of the office building, and they were all a little frightened when they saw this scene.

Zhang Le frowned, and said directly to Lin Ya and An Lulu: "What are you girls doing running out, don't get involved in this kind of thing, go back quickly." ”

Lin Ya's expression was not very good, and she asked in a low voice, "What's the matter with these people, do you want to make trouble?"

An Lulu was so frightened that she grabbed Lin Ya's arm tightly, barely supporting herself and not letting herself faint.

Zhang Le gently helped An Lulu and said softly, "Don't worry, it's okay." ”

"Who are you?" the black fat man noticed Zhang Le.

"Fat man, you came here to make trouble, didn't you ask whose territory this is?" Zhang Le looked at the fat man with a look of disdain.

"Damn, what are you, dare to talk to Lao Tzu like this......" The black fat man didn't finish speaking, but he saw the security guards who were slowly surrounding him with batons, and he immediately didn't dare to make a sound.

"You dead fat man, are you here to find death?" Long Biao's subordinates are not vegetarians, they are much more fierce than that fat man.

Usually they smash other people's things, but when it's the turn of other people to go wild, it's clear that they're here to die.

Zhang Le walked around the gate for a while, and then walked slowly to the black fat man, with an unkind expression: "Fat man, you have smashed a lot of things on me, do you know that you will lose money by smashing things." ”

"Who the hell are you?" The black fat man's patience has reached the limit, if it weren't for the fact that he was ruthless and ruthless in the other party, he would have made a move a long time ago: "I'm here to find a person named Zhang Le, you hand him over, and if he does anything else, we'll write it off." ”

Zhang Le was surprised: "You fat man has no problem with his brain, right? Are you blocked by lard? You smashed so many things on my TV station, and scared away all the people who came to interview, and you actually said that you would write it off?"

Fatty, do you have any culture, do you know what it means to write off a lump sum? If you hand it over to you, you will write it off? Then I cut off your leg, will it be okay to write off again?"

"Boss, knife!" someone next to him actually handed a machete.

Zhang Le sweated wildly, is this Long Biao's little brother too much, with a machete on his body at any time?

Looks like I didn't do my best just now.

"You, you kid can't get along with Lao Tzu, don't you?" The black fat man couldn't bear it anymore: "Do you know what Lao Tzu's name is on the road?"

Originally, he was in line with the principle that a hero does not suffer immediate losses, and tolerated a little, but he was trampled on his face, and if he didn't break out, it was really not his style.

"I don't care what your name is. Zhang Le disagreed: "If you dare to make trouble in your brother's territory, you are looking for death." ”

"Okay. The black fat man had a "I understand" expression: "It turns out that your kid wants to protect that guy named Zhang Le, right?"

Zhang Le smiled: "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself!