Chu Tianfeng's divine sense swept the four small words "Tianwu Group" in the palm of the old woman's hand, and he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Outside the factory gate, the pock-faced middle-aged man still sang and harmonized with the female reporter, describing the unbearable costumes of Tianwu and the shameless practices of the Tianwu Group.

Liu Qianqian had returned to the balcony of the office building, and when she heard the words of the middle-aged man with a pockmarked face, she was furious, and tried to instigate Xiaoxue to teach the middle-aged man a lesson several times, but she was stopped by Chu Tianfeng.

The middle-aged man with a pockmarked face didn't know it, the more he talked, the more energetic he became, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, and many spittle stars even splashed on the chest of the female reporter Bai Huahua.

About an hour later, about one or two thousand people gathered at the factory gate.

"Boss, why don't you call the police?" Yan Ruofei also couldn't stand it, and said angrily.

Chu Tianfeng pointed to the door of the courtyard with his hand: "There's no need, they don't necessarily dare to care." ”

The women craned their necks to look at it, and saw several policemen standing far away on the periphery of the crowd, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

At this time, the interview with the pock-faced middle-aged man was also roughly over, and he began to carry the tweeter again and shout.

"The surname Liu, don't be a shrunken turtle, get out!"

The men and women behind him also raised their arms and shouted: "The one surnamed Liu, get out!"

"You liars, pay me back my hard-earned money!" the pock-faced middle-aged man shouted again.

A group of men and women shouted with the same hatred: "Liar, pay me back my hard-earned money!"

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Hua Wu and the others did not move at all, and under the leadership of Chu Tianfeng, they closed their eyes and carried Da Zhou Tian.

The middle-aged man with a pockmarked face yelled for a while, and when he saw that there was no movement in the factory, he thought that the other party was afraid, so he let go of his throat and shouted: "Damn! If you don't come out, Lao Tzu will rush in!"

The men and women behind him also shouted loudly as if they had been beaten with chicken blood: "Rush in!

Liu Qianqian was so angry that her chest kept rising and falling, and she snorted.

All the women also opened their eyes and looked at Chu Tianfeng.

Chu Tianfeng waved his hand and motioned for everyone to sit quietly.

The pock-faced middle-aged man outside the factory gate finally couldn't hold it back, took a loudspeaker, and rushed to the factory gate: "Follow me and rush in!

"Rush in!Smash!Smash!Smash!" A group of men and women also followed behind the pockmarked-faced middle-aged man and rushed to the factory gate.

The security guards at the gate of the factory lined up behind the gate, they hugged each other's hands, and looked at the men and women in front of them like fools.

The pock-faced middle-aged man thought that the other party was bluffing, so he was even more annoyed, and sped up and rushed to the factory gate.

Then, I heard a muffled bang, and the middle-aged man with a pockmarked face was knocked upside down!

What's the situation? The middle-aged man with a pockmarked face touched his head in severe pain, looking confused.

Before the others could react, they continued to rush forward.

So, there was a bang.

The people who rushed in front flew upside down without exception, with blue noses and swollen faces.

The security guards inside the factory gate leaned back and laughed.

Hua Wu and the others on the balcony of the office building couldn't help but laugh and cover their mouths and chuckle.

"Don't rush! Don't rush the ones in the back! There's weirdness here. The pock-faced middle-aged man shouted.

In fact, there is no need for him to remind him, the people behind the people are not stupid, how dare they rush forward when they see the people in front of them fall for no reason.

The security guards inside the factory gate were a little cheap, and when they saw everyone retreating, they began to get nervous, and waved to the door with a smile on their faces.

This one said, "Come on, you have the ability to rush in and smash it!"

The one said, "Haha!

The one said, "Fuck, get up!"

This one said: "That's it, don't fuck act for Lao Tzu!"

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The middle-aged man with a pockmarked face was shocked and angry, he endured the severe pain, stood up tremblingly, stretched out his right hand, and slowly groped forward.

Soon he finally touched a hard object, touched it, patted it again, and then shouted: "Shameless!

The security guards inside the door laughed again.

"Smash it, smash it for me!" the pockmarked-faced middle-aged man couldn't bear it anymore and shouted to the men and women behind him.

"Smash! smash the fuck!" the others yelled viciously.

These people found some wooden sticks, steel rods, and the like from nowhere, and they beat them indiscriminately.

"Call Secretary Xiao and ask him to send more police officers over. Chu Tianfeng opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of banter, "Otherwise, I'll deal with it in my own way." ”

The other party has already made a move, of course he will not be polite.

Even if the other party does suffer misfortune, he will not have mercy.

He dared to assert that all this was a conspiracy, a long-premeditated conspiracy!

"Okay!" Liu Qianqian couldn't wait to take out her mobile phone and walked to the side to make a call.

Xiao Fuhua's movements were still quite fast, and soon after Liu Qianqian finished the call, a large number of police cars roared in.

Seeing such a big battle by the police, the onlookers hurriedly drove away.

The group of men and women didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, and the sharp-eyed ones hurriedly mixed in with the onlookers, slipping away.

There are two of them, and the others are also anointed with oil on the soles of their feet one by one.

For a while, more than a thousand people turned into birds and beasts, leaving only the pockmarked middle-aged man with a small bag on his head, as well as the old woman and the girl holding the statue.

When the police came to ask Chu Tianfeng for their handling opinions, Chu Tianfeng did not embarrass them, but just asked the police to drive them away.

After everyone dispersed, Chu Tianfeng asked everyone to go to work as usual, while he floated out of the factory incognito and chased after the pock-faced middle-aged man.

Intuition told him that the pock-faced middle-aged man was not simple, so Chu Tianfeng wanted to open the gap from him.

The pock-faced middle-aged man didn't know that he was being followed, he drove a car, sent the old woman and the girl to a community, made a phone call, and then drove out of the community.

Chu Tianfeng followed unhurriedly, the pockmarked face went straight and he went straight, and the pockmarked face turned and he turned.

About an hour later, the car came to the door of a clubhouse.

This is a building with more than 20 floors, and the porch on the ground floor is inlaid with four big characters "Yaoshi Club".

The pock-faced middle-aged man hurriedly got out of the car and walked straight to the third floor.

The third floor seems to be a restaurant, with a long aisle in the middle, and on both sides of the aisle, there are large and small private rooms.

The pock-faced middle-aged man walked to the door of one of the private rooms, looked left and right, and when he found that there was no one, he knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in!" A middle-aged man's rough voice also came from the private room.

Chu Tianfeng's divine sense swept over and found that there were two men inside.

Both of them are middle-aged, one of them has a long face, an obvious scar on the right side of his face, and is dressed in casual clothes, which is the person who spoke just now.

What's interesting is that this guy is actually a martial artist, and his cultivation is not weak, but he has reached the early stage of innocence.

The other person also has a flat head, a Chinese face, and a straight suit, which looks more elegant and has no cultivation.

The two men sat at a round table with seven or eight dishes and two bottles of wine.

The pock-faced middle-aged man closed the door and greeted the scar-faced man and the Chinese-faced man successively: "Brother Xue is good!

Chu Tianfeng also followed the pock-faced middle-aged man into the room, first marked the scar-faced man and the man with the national character face, and then quietly stood by the window, looking at the three of them silently.

"Sit down. The scar-faced man waved his hand at the pock-faced middle-aged man.

"Yes, yes. The pock-faced middle-aged man was respectful and sat next to the two.

"Manager Guo, your performance today really disappointed me. The man with the national character face looked at the middle-aged man with a pockmarked face, and his face was quite dissatisfied.

"Secretary Zhou, I really tried my best. Mazi said with a sincere face, "I didn't expect the Tianwu Garment Factory to be so well defended, we really can't rush in, we really can't be blamed for this." ”

Sure enough, there is a play! Chu Tianfeng nodded secretly, took out his mobile phone from the ring, and turned on the camera function.

"I don't blame you, then blame me?" the man with the national character face snorted coldly.

"Don't dare, don't dare!" The pock-faced middle-aged man stood up, picked up the wine bottle on the table, walked over to the man with the national character face, poured a full glass of wine for the national character face, and poured another glass for the scar-faced man before walking back to his seat and pouring himself a glass.

"Come, I'll give Secretary Zhou a drink. The pock-faced middle-aged man raised his glass to the man with a national character face.

"Hmph!" the man with the national character face was still sitting at the table, but he still picked up the cup and said, "Mayor Wu and Yong Shao have played a good hand, and you have all broken it." ”

Hearing this, Chu Tianfeng's eyes froze.

There is no doubt that the mayor of Wu in the mouth of the man with the national character face should be Wu Jun, the mayor of Tianhai, as for this Yongshao, he doesn't know where it is sacred.

"Secretary Zhou, you dissipate your anger first, and I'll do it first as respect!" The pock-faced middle-aged man craned his neck and drank dry.

The man with the Chinese character face only drank a little lightly, and then put down the cup.

The pock-faced middle-aged man didn't dare to persuade him, picked up the wine bottle again, and poured himself a glass.

"Brother Xue, I'll toast you!" he raised his glass to the scar-faced man.

"Brother Guo, you-" The scar-faced man sat still, neither stood up nor served a wine glass, "You said that the money was not enough, we gave you an extra million, you said that there were not enough people, and I specially drew dozens of people from the Xiaodaohui to you." ”

After hearing this, Chu Tianfeng looked confused again.

"Hmph! I also arranged for a reporter from Tianhai Economic Station to cooperate with you in acting!" The man with a Chinese character face picked up his chopsticks and stretched out to the sauerkraut fish on the table.

"Brother Xue, Secretary Zhou, today's incident is really an accident, we have indeed tried our best. The pock-faced middle-aged man tried his best to defend, "We didn't expect the Tianwu Clothing Factory to be so powerful, and we didn't expect the police to come so quickly." ”

"What? is this fast?" The man with the Chinese character face next to him was sandwiching a piece of fish meat into his mouth, and spit it out, "Mayor Wu and I have helped you drag on for more than an hour, and it's fast?"

Hearing this, Chu Tianfeng had roughly understood that this man with a national character face should be from the Tianhai Municipal Government.

"Hmph!" the scar-faced man smiled contemptuously, "We helped you kill your brother, and also helped you seize his company and all his property, so to speak, we have done everything we can, and you, let you smash a broken factory." ”

"This, this-" The middle-aged man with a pockmarked face raised his glass in embarrassment, not to drink, not to drink.

"Go!" the scar-faced man slapped the table, "Go to the funeral home immediately, carry your brother's body to the door of the Tianwu Garment Factory, if this can't be done, then I will also give you a fake Tianwu costume, so that you can taste the taste of a big truck like your brother!"

"Okay, okay!" the pockmarked-faced middle-aged man hurriedly agreed, put down his wine glass, and exited the door.