91. Kung Fu master

He was eager to see how these people would react to this bullying.

Sure enough, before the tall and middle-aged man could continue, some people in the crowd began to appear, such as "I don't want to do it anymore." Or, "I want to go home." Voices like that.

"It seems that everyone hasn't figured out one thing yet, no one wants to leave today, after signing a new work contract, the board and lodging will be in the company in the future, and you can only apply for home leave after three years"

Gao Zhuang middle-aged estimated that he had already thought of countermeasures, and it seemed that it was not the first time he had done this kind of thing, so he pulled out those noisy voices and told them with his fists who was the boss.

There was a punch and kick, and everyone suddenly fell silent. After all, most of them are women, and there are only a few timid and scared men, so they are of little use at all.

The fear and fear in everyone's eyes made the tall middle-aged man very satisfied, and everywhere he looked, everyone avoided his gaze.

"Well, boy, are you not happy with what I've said?"

Zhou Bo's breezy appearance was soon discovered by the tall and strong middle-aged, he hated this kind of young stunned youth the most, and he always had to use his fists and steel pipes to make them understand that there was a price to pay for an excess sense of justice.

"Hey, are you talking about me? I'm not an employee here, I'm just here to visit a friend. ”

Zhou Bo smiled at the tall and middle-aged man, his voice was indescribably calm and indifferent.

The tall middle-aged man looked at the smiling Zhou Bo, and somehow he hated it. Shouldn't the other party avoid his gaze and hide like a turtle?

"By the way, my friend was very unhappy with the nature of your job, so she quit her job. Zhou Bo's calm voice seemed to set off a heat wave in the whole room, Wang Yan was so frightened that her little face turned white, and her hands trembled a little.

The bright steel rod was not an ornament, and several guys who wanted to make trouble had been smashed to the ground by the steel rod and screamed and wailed.

"Ha, young man, 'everything is due to strength', don't you know the meaning of this sentence?" The tall middle-aged man waved his hand, not giving Zhou Bo a chance to answer, and the two extremely strong thugs rushed over with steel rods.

Zhou Bo didn't wait for the other party to pounce, he let go of Wang Yan and counterattacked.

"Old thing, 'kick to the iron plate', don't you know the meaning of this sentence?" Zhou Bo decided to give them a deeper impression and lesson to this kind of evil labor leader who drank other people's blood and sweat and had a certain nature of compulsion.

Reaching out, a steel pipe with a good grip was in Zhou Bo's hand. The opposite was still stunned, and the steel pipe in Zhou Bo's hand was split like a large piece.

"Bang!!"

"Ahh

"Bang!"

"Ahh

Zhou Bo seemed to be strolling leisurely, and the ordinary steel pipe seemed to come to life in his hand, and it hit the bodies of those thugs with the precision of a butterfly.

In less than ten seconds, about a few breaths, five tall, strong, meat-faced thugs lay on the ground and wailed like little chicks.

Zhou Bo is very measured, except for life and death, he will not deliberately attack the other party's vital points, after all, killing people is not a pleasant thing.

A broken leg and a fracture is the limit, at most let them understand the meaning of the phrase 'masters are in the people'.

The tall middle-aged man looked stupid, and looked at Zhou Bo in a daze.

"Big brother! No, it's a hero! Do you know kung fu? I don't know Taishan with eyes, so you can let go of the villain!!" The tall middle-aged man seemed to be very eye-catching, and he understood that the pain of skin and flesh was more painful than dignity, so he knelt down in front of Zhou Bo with a very ungraceful puff.

Zhou Bo was a little disappointed, originally he wanted to punish some evil forces. Isn't that the case in novels? I beat the small ones and come out the old ones.

"Let's go, I'll introduce you to a good job. Zhou Bo smiled at Wang Yan and directly pulled her out of this black intermediary.

"Brother Zhou Zhou, you are so good at fighting, do you really know kung fu?"

Wang Yan scrutinized and circled around Zhou Bo, and her eyes were full of small stars.

"It's a little bit of a family tradition. Zhou Bo didn't want to dwell on this issue, so he asked Wang Yan if he would like to go to his leisure tree house to help.

Wang Yan is also from China anyway, and she has more or less incense with herself. The most important thing is that she is helpless here, and through several contacts, Zhou Bo can also feel Wang Yan's steadfastness and diligence.

Compared with external personnel, Zhou Bo is more inclined to look for helpers among people he knows. Speaking of helpers, Zhou Bo couldn't help but flash Jiao Meiqin's face in his mind.

Compared with Wang Yan, who can only do chores to entertain guests, Jiao Meiqin, a highly educated manager, can obviously help Zhou Bo coordinate many businesses on the side of the leisure tree house. And Zhou Bo must spend most of his time exploring and searching for precious plants, and the leisure treehouse can't take care of it.

Wang Yan sat in the car, her hands stirring a little uneasily. She's just a country girl who hasn't seen the world, and her face and body are as ordinary as a film.

It was indeed easy and free to leave the black agency, but the next work made her hesitate and hesitate.

After a few contacts, Zhou Bo initially gave people the impression that he was an ordinary person, who had been in the United States for a few years and knew more about the situation here.

But soon Wang Yan discovered the magic of Zhou Bo, he was obviously just a little veterinarian who was still running for a green card, but he knew so many big stars, and those big stars faintly centered on Zhou Bo, which completely shocked Wang Yan's barren worldview.

The star effect has not disappeared last time, and this time Zhou Bo has changed from a national idol to a kung fu master, and the figure waving the steel pipe is still in Wang Yan's mind.

Now Zhou Bo told Wang Yan to work for him, when did Zhou Bo become the boss? She remembered very well that when she first met Zhou Bo's parents, there was nothing special about the two elders, and she didn't mention that Zhou Bo was the boss.

The car was moving fast, and Zhou Bo took out a lot of delicious food for Wang Yan, which were all gifts brought by Robert and Kirk.

High-end cars, snacks are also some expensive items that can only be seen on TV, Wang Yan just ate silently, and glanced at Zhou Bo from time to time.

The car quickly reached the fork of the asphalt road, and seeing the car driving towards a relatively remote place, Wang Yan suddenly felt her heart beat faster.

Zhou Bo didn't say anything, he just wanted to see if Wang Yan was trustworthy.

When the car entered the forest, Wang Yan's little face was completely white: "Brother Zhou Zhou, where are we going?" Thinking of the case of corpse crushing in the wild some time ago, Wang Yan felt that her calves twitched.