If you are a person in hell, you will not know Zong Bai at the annual meeting.

Tang Yulan looked at the security guard's expression, not like lying, and said lightly: "Then you get out of the way, I am the staff here." Do you know tattoos? ”

"You, not like that!" The security guard reached out and touched the electric baton on his waist.

Mr. Qin's eyes were cold, and before the security guard's hand could hold the electric baton, Mr. Qin had already rounded his arm and punched the security guard on the cheek.

The security guard's pupils dilated rapidly, and then his cheek was hit, and he felt a sharp pain, and he had no chance to react and dodge at all, so he was directly knocked out, his back hit the wooden door heavily, and his body hovered against the door for a few seconds before he slipped to the ground.

The rest of the security guards had wide eyes. In comparison, there is no doubt that several of them are not on the same level as Mr. Qin at all.

There was a commotion in the crowd at the back.

Mr. Qin rubbed his fists, and the cold and electric gaze of the steel cone swept towards another security guard holding the electric baton, and said, "Are you still fighting?" ”

"Ahh The security guard was so frightened that he turned around and ran.

Mr. Qin didn't chase after him, and said expressionlessly: "This security guard is not a person from hell. ”

Zuo Shaohan was puzzled and asked, "Why?" ”

Zhou Cunxiao smiled: "Because they are very smart and know how to escape." Hell implements the policy of foolishness, and holds the Emperor of Prison high, and the Emperor has become a god in their hearts, and all the people look up to and worship the Emperor of Prison with a very sincere attitude, and they only have the Emperor in their hearts, and they are loyal to him, and few people run away."

"Oh." Zuo Shaohan seemed to understand, and nodded thoughtfully.

A few people strode into the hall, and no one came out to stop Tang Yulan and the others.

Follow the hallway to the end of the line. It was an office of more than 40 square meters, and several staff members were handing out forms to those who were queuing up.

Tang Yulan glanced at the woman holding the form beside him, and saw that it was a health questionnaire.

The person at the front of the line will hand the form to the staff in white, and after the staff will review it, they will be directly handed a green card and told to go to the front of the corridor to listen to the health lecture.

Of course, there are more than half of the people who do not meet the conditions and do not have a pass, and these people leave in frustration.

Tang Yulan glanced at the staff in front of the counter a few times, shook his head, and said, "Master Liu, you take Zuo Shaohan to look at these guys." He turned his head and whispered to Zhou Cunxiao: "Let's go, let's go to the conference room." ”

Walking out of the office, Zhou Cunxiao said: "These staff members are not hell. ”

"Oh?" Tang Yulan looked sideways at King Horror, with inquiry in his eyes.

"Because they don't look like it." Zhou Cunxiao said: "Many times I look at people by feeling, and I rarely look away. ”

On the way to the conference room, there were a lot fewer people, and they were all one card per person.

There was a sturdy man in front of him to check, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the head of the Tang regiment and a few people, turned his head and took a closer look, as if he had bumped into a ghost, and ran backwards with his legs drawn, leaving a stunned crowd behind.

Tang Yulan took a step back, grabbed the rusty trash can from the root of the white mottled wall, and said, "Medium! "Throw it forward.

The trash can was scattered with the shredder's crushed text, as well as the broken convenience bag and the remaining half of the pancake fruit, which was sprinkled on the ground and smashed directly on the man's back.

"Bang!"

With a bang, the man was directly smashed and flew out, spitting blood in the air, and after falling to the ground, he rubbed the ground and slid forward seven or eight meters away, his head tilted, and he didn't move.

"Bang dang!"

The dumpster rolls and rolls out of the way.

Several men clung to the wall in fright, not knowing what was going on.

Tang Yulan and the others were fierce, and when they arrived at the door of the conference room, they heard a noisy sound coming from inside.

"The Prison Envoy is not in there." Tang Yulan said lightly.

"Oh?" Zhou Cunxiao asked, "How do you know?" ”

"Feeling." Tang Yulan smiled: "Like you, my feelings are generally very accurate. He turned his head sideways and said to Mr. Qin, "Mr. Qin, please here, I'll go up and have a look." ”

Mr. Qin agreed, stepped forward and kicked open the door of the conference room.

On the podium in the conference room, a young man about 30 years old, wearing a suit and leather shoes, holding a microphone, turned his head with a look of surprise, anger, and even helplessness.

Helplessly, the members below are bastards who don't learn and don't know how to do it, as well as women standing on the street, migrant workers.

These people sat there, some picking their noses and scratching their feet, some talking about something, some were listless, yawning again and again, and some were complaining about when the benefits would be paid.

Besides, the members in the conference room are in and out, unorganized, undisciplined, free and loose, and noisy, how can he speak.

However, he paid a lot of money for his speech, and the man seemed to have a very good position. The lecturer didn't dare to disobey him at all, so he had to have a sentence, without a sentence, and laboriously speaking, not only feeling completely out of state, but also holding back the anger in his belly.

"Where's the security?" The lecturer waved his arms vigorously and shouted, "Where did you find so many grandsons and kick the door!" Do you know that in the 21st century, Su zhì is the key to gaining a foothold in society? Blasting this grandson out of me. ”

At the table, those listless listeners suddenly came to their senses as soon as they heard that they could kick people.

Watching the excitement is not afraid of big things, they can't wait for the lecturer to say more excessive things and completely anger Mr. Qin.

There were really two security guards on either side of the seat, with big shoulders and round waists, and fierce eyes. When they saw Mr. Qin, they couldn't help frowning, and their cruel eyes slowly turned into fear.

The two of them used to be high-level members of the Dragon Pattern Society, and they were born and raised in Lingjiang City. For the five masters at that time, I naturally remember it clearly.

Although Mr. Qin's appearance is a little different from what they remembered, his oily and messy shawl long hair, steel cone-like cold gaze, stern expression, and cold and fearful temperament are simply synonymous with him.

There are very few people who have mixed up on the road in Lingjiang City and don't know Mr. Qin.

Seeing that the security guard didn't move, the lecturer couldn't hold his face, and said loudly with the microphone: "I called you, did you hear that?" Donkey hair stuffed in the ears or what? ”

The two security guards were stubborn, the room was very noisy, and they didn't have access to what had just happened in the hallway.

The tall man on the left bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Qin, what is the matter with you coming here?" ”

"Fuck off." Mr. Qin said indifferently, "You two are not qualified to ask. ”