Chapter 11: Who Are You?

Seeing this, Wu Song rushed to the elevator entrance with an arrow step, blocking the elevator button with his sturdy body. When the leading man saw Wu Song blocking the elevator button, he shouted angrily: "Where did you come from, bastard, you're tired of it!"

"I don't care where you come from, get out of here before I'm in a bad mood!" Wu Song's loud voice sounded in the lobby on the first floor.

As soon as my father had an accident, he was depressed, but he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing when he came to the company for the first time, and his heart was suddenly angry. Even so, Wu Song still suppressed the anger in his heart, because he knew that if he made a move, if he didn't die, he would have to be seriously injured, these people were just gangsters who helped people do things, and they couldn't withstand his toss.

Hearing Wu Song's voice, the front desk and security guards in the lobby on the first floor, including the black-clothed man who blocked the security guards, all stopped pushing and looked at Wu Song together, all of them wondering, who is this? The front desk and the security guard all looked at each other, indicating that they didn't know each other.

The two young beauties at the front desk muttered to each other: It's a pity, such a handsome face is estimated to have a blue nose and swollen face and colorful after a while! The security guards are even richer in their hearts: Okay, where is this who has a brain in the water, and who dares to provoke usury, burning, robbing and smashing people who can do anything, and more than a dozen people beat one, it is not like pinching a clay man, if you want to be flat, you want to be round!

"Where did you get a green onion? If you want to be a hero, then let you taste the taste of a hero!" Brothers, come on!" the leading man finished speaking, and the four black-clothed men beside him rushed forward.

The two black-clothed men on Wu Song's left raised their fists and smashed them towards Wu Song's face and stomach, that speed, hey, it's quite professional, it should have been practiced, and the two of them thought that they would not be stunned if these two punches went down.

At the moment when the fist approached, I saw Wu Song's head deviate, and his left hand grabbed the fist that was about to hit his face, and gently broke it out, "click", and the man in black screamed "Ah!" At the same time, he grabbed the fist that hit his stomach with his right hand, took it to the right, and then kicked his left foot hard on his buttocks, and the second man in black involuntarily stepped forward more than ten meters and hit the wall.

Immediately after Wu Song raised his right foot and kicked the two black-clothed men who rushed to the right, "Bang!" The two immediately retreated four or five meters out of thin air, and fell heavily to the ground, making a "bang" sound.

At this time, the front desk beauties and security guards who had been looking at Wu Song were all taken aback, and the two front desk beauties blurted out at the same time: "It's so cool!" Even the black-clothed leader who was facing Wu Song looked at Wu Song with disbelief on his face, and immediately reacted and roared angrily: "Brothers, give it to me!" The rest of the black-clothed people all rushed towards Wu Song.

Wu Song's brain was not idle, looking at the man in black who rushed over and quickly calculating. I didn't dare to use force just now because these people are not heinous people, just some gangsters who fight, demand money, and scare people. And what I usually practice is life-and-death related fighting, and every punch and leg out is either death or injury, and this is in China, and if someone dies, it is asking for trouble. In the face of the eleven or twelve people who rushed up together, they couldn't take their lives, and they couldn't be injured too lightly, otherwise they would get up after being knocked down, and they would rush over again, and Wu Song didn't have time to spend this kind of wheel battle with them.

Wu Song accurately calculated the position and direction of the five or six people rushing in front and the leading man in black. He wanted to knock down these people within two seconds, what method did each person use to knock him down, fists, legs, elbows, how to divide labor and cooperate; he had to fight so that he couldn't get up on the ground, but he also didn't want to be seriously injured and killed, in an instant, Wu Song swung out his fist, and fifty percent of his strength was just enough to stun a big man of about eighty kilograms, and then he withdrew his fist and turned it into a series of actions such as elbow power side strikes, side kicks, and swing punches, which were perfectly interspersed with each other, and in the blink of an eye, all the men in black who rushed in front fell, light or heavy.

Without delay, Wu Song changed his position and continued to repeat hooks, kicks, and side kicks, more than a dozen men in black fell to the ground in turn, covering their injuries respectively, and looked at Wu Song with hateful and fearful eyes. I was wondering in my heart, who is this, why is it so powerful, and why did you help Songrui Group?

At the same time, the beauties and security guards at the front desk of the lobby were already dumbfounded, and they beat down a dozen big men with their bare hands, and they all fell down, how powerful is this! They are also puzzled, how can this stranger help them?

At this time, Wu Song spoke, and said to the man in black who was in the lead: "Don't take your people with you yet, wait for a while when the company's employees get off work, and they all look at you lying on the ground without being ashamed?"

"Who are you, what does Songrui Group have to do with you?" said the man in black who was in the lead, glaring at Wu Song.

"Do you still have the leisure to care who I am? It seems that you are not in deep enough pain, right?" After speaking, Wu Song walked over and stepped on the arm of the leader in black.

There was a crisp sound, the arm was broken, and the pain in the heart reached the brain nerves of the black-clothed man in the lead, and the black-clothed man shouted: "Ah!

Wu Song raised his foot lightly and said, "Go back and tell your boss, don't come to Songrui Group to make trouble in the future, borrow your money, and give him a lot of money when it expires!

As soon as Wu Song's words fell, the men in black supported each other and staggered out of the door. At the same time, with a "ding", the elevator door opened, and a tall and thin, middle-aged man with a good appearance walked out of the elevator, held his silver-framed glasses with his hand, and quickly looked around the lobby, and finally his eyes fell on Wu Song, a familiar face emerged, and then strode towards Wu Song.

Wu Song saw the middle-aged man, and at the same time strode over and said, "Brother Du, long time no see!"

"Xiao Wu, you're finally back, I'm so happy to see you!" Vice President Du said with a smile, "I just had a video conference with a customer, and it took two hours to negotiate a few terms. When I came out of the conference room, the secretary told me that the loan shark was coming to look for me, and the security guard and the front desk downstairs were delaying the time to let them come up, so I was going to go downstairs to deal with it; I was about to go downstairs, and the security guard in the monitoring room told me that the loan shark was beaten down by a super powerful person, and I was still thinking about who it would be in the elevator, good guy, it turned out to be you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Vice President Du took Wu Song's hand and walked into the elevator, just about to enter the elevator, he suddenly thought of something, turned back to the security guard and the beauty at the front desk and said: "Your emergency performance just now is not bad, it is worthy of praise, every employee present will double the bonus this month, let the cleaning clean up and continue to work!"

"Thank you, Vice President Du!" said the security guard and the beautiful woman at the front desk in unison.