Yan Murong slapped the security guard, looked at Yan Murong's falling palm with straight eyes, and touched his hot cheek - it really hurt.

This kid actually dares to hit someone? This is Thunder Investment, how dare he make trouble here?

Not only was the beaten security guard depressed, but Yan Murong himself was also depressed enough, you see, he just didn't listen to his patient explanation. If you don't listen, forget it, and dare to open your mouth to scold yourself. This person, once you commit a cheap crime, you can't pull it back, so you can only wake him up with your fists.

After a brief period of distraction, the security guard was completely enraged. We're also security guards from Thunder Investment, but it's not a low-grade security guard in the parking lot who can call around if you drive a bad Xiali, do you see the uniforms on us? Plus epaulettes are special forces.

Thinking of this, the security guard raised the rubber baton in his hand, and smashed his arm into Yan Murong's shoulder.

He's a security guard, he's not a hooligan, he doesn't dare to hit his head, so he can only choose his shoulder. Don't look at the baton is made of rubber, if you work hard to get on it for a while, at least it will be a broken bone.

His ideas are good, but reality often goes against them.

Before the baton fell, I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen, and then my body took off into the air and flew backwards from the ground.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled thud, and it wasn't until there was pain in his ass that he came back to his senses.

The muffled sound caught the attention of the security guard standing in the hall, and instead of coming up to stop it, he grabbed the walkie-talkie and began to call for backup.

A big group is a big group, and in less than a minute, a large group of more than a dozen security guards rushed out from the entrance of the building, forming a circle and surrounding Yan Murong in the middle.

They don't dare to be careless. These security guards are all veterans, and it is no problem to fight two or three at a time, but the security guard was kicked by Yan Murong, but he told them that this kid was hard to deal with.

"I don't want to fight." Yan Murong smiled bitterly and pointed to the security guard lying on the ground. "Just let him apologize to me, I don't want to hit you."

Hearing Yan Murong's words, a group of security guards were stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

This kid is sick, right? Do you really think you are invincible in the world? Surrounded by more than a dozen people, he dared to release such words, if he didn't beat him, he was really sorry for his self-confidence.

"Catch, arrest this kid and call the police to bring him." A security guard spoke, and it appeared to be the captain of the group of security guards.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately hit him with a baton.

Yan Murong sideways let go of the baton, grabbed the security guard, and without waiting for him to make any more movements, pulled him close to his arms, and then, with one knee on his lower abdomen, he lifted him up with his belt and collar and threw him into the security guard who rushed in front of him.

"Ouch, you stoned me—"

This smash was quite accurate, and the five or six security guards who rushed in front of them were all hit, and they fell down in an uproar.

Before they could stand up, Yan Murong turned around, kicked over a security guard who rushed up from behind, snatched the baton in his hand, and slammed the rest of the security guards, and when the few security guards who were knocked down stood up again, everyone else had already fallen to the ground, either covering their arms or covering their knees on the ground and screaming in pain.

"Brother, you're pretty good." The security captain stretched out his hand to stop the few people who were about to rush over, and looked at Yan Murong with burning eyes.

These security guards are all veterans, and it's no problem to fight some little hooligans and fight ten at a time, and they can fight two or three if they know how to do some kung fu, but the young man in front of him fell down in the blink of an eye, and the fool can see that this guy is not weak. At this time, it is not a wise choice to rush forward and be beaten.

"I really don't want to fight." Yan Murong smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The security captain nearly vomited blood.

Damn, you don't want to fight, so why did they fall to the ground? Be honest and don't always pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, okay? If you say that you don't want to fight and you can't stand up while beating people, you're just getting cheap and selling you a slut.

"Why are you hitting someone?" The security captain looked at Yan Murong and asked.

"I wanted to find someone, but he wouldn't let me in and scolded me." Yan Murong pointed to the security guard who was kicked by him first and said.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Find your chairman." Yan Murong said, in order to save some saliva for the security captain, without him having to ask again, Yan Murong said. "Your chairman is my sister-in-law, and I am his nephew."

"Uh-"

The security captain was stunned for a moment, and then began to look at Yan Murong.

"You have a cell phone, right?" Yan Murong asked suddenly.

"Huh? Yes? What's wrong? The security captain was stunned for a moment and subconsciously replied.

"Can I get internet?"

"Yes."

"My name is Yan Murong." Yan Murong said. "You can search my name on the Internet to know if I lied to you."

That's a good idea, too.

The security captain nodded, took out a mobile phone with a bitten Apple on the back cover from his pocket, pressed it on the screen a few times, and then raised his head to look at Yan Murong, and then looked at the phone. After watching it several times in a row, my face changed.

Obediently, this guy is really the chairman's nephew, it's over, Yan Dabao has a big deal this time, I hope he didn't say anything too much.

The security captain began to pray in his heart, praying that this Yan Dashao was not the kind of person with a small belly, otherwise he would have to be unlucky. He didn't want to leave Thunder Investment because of that. Working as a security guard in the parking lot is only 2,000 yuan a month, and here, even if it is just an ordinary security guard, the salary is 6,000 yuan, and the captain is 8,000 yuan, which is no different from a white-collar worker.

"Yan Dabao, hurry up and apologize to Yan Shao." The security captain looked at Yan Dabao standing at the back and shouted, his eyes blinking, and motioned for him to come over quickly.

Seeing the captain's eyes, Yan Dabao also understood that this guy really didn't lie, and he didn't come to find fault.

When he thought of this, he was very aggrieved.

What kind of person is this, they are all so rich, can't they dress better? If you have to dress like this to harm people, you will be killed.

Grievances were grievances, he still walked over and cautiously apologized to Yan Murong.

"Now you know the apology?" Yan Murong said with a sneer. "Ever heard of a phrase? ――An apology is useful, do you want the police to do it? ”

"That is, if an apology is useful, do you want the police to do it?"

At this moment, a woman's voice came from the door of the building, and then, Yan Minghua, who was dressed in light gray professional clothes, walked over step by step with high heels, pointed at Yan Dabao and said. "You, pack up your things and get out of here, and everyone else can do whatever they have to do."