No matter what the young man said or yelled, the cold-faced man who got out of the car kept slapping him one after another.

The two people who jumped off the motorcycle after the young man and the young man standing at the door did not dare to move.

I could only watch helplessly as the scarred man dressed in white and black walked up the steps, ignored them, and passed them by before entering the office building.

At the door, the young man who had just jumped out of the car and uttered wild words had his mouth bleeding, and his face was swollen.

And until now, he didn't dare to beg for mercy or make a noise. He just fell to the ground with his head in his hands and lay there without daring to move.

It was just the pain on his face that made him groan and wonder why the companions around him hadn't come to save him yet.

It's not that these companions didn't save him, it was just that they didn't dare to take action, because the man who beat him looked like Lian Jiazi, with a fierce look on his face, as if he had killed someone before.

It's not that these young people have sharp eyes and can tell whether others have killed someone, but they can see the gun on the waist of the attacker.

I don't know anything else, but whoever dared to hit someone here was hit hard, and he was hit without saying a word. It was obvious at first glance that he was not someone to be trifled with.

They just shouted slogans, pushed, hit, and even scratched their hair, but the man in front of them could shoot.

They have never seen this kind of scene before, they are all good babies in the ivory tower.

Now, at best, he is just a naughty and good boy, and he can never be so cruel.

Sha Qizhi put his hands on his hips, raised his head and glanced at the building in front of him, then licked his lips and turned to look at Han Jiankun who was wiping his hands with paper towels.

This was also the first time he saw Han Jiankun take action decisively, simply, neatly and without mercy.

Regardless of who jumped out of the car and screamed at the director just now, and what his identity was, Han Jiankun dared to fight when he got up, and he had inherited the fine tradition of the Security Department.

After all, Li Xuewu used to be a hands-on guy, but now that he is the deputy director, it is not convenient for him to take action.

Han Jiankun still doesn’t know this?

So he came with him. It was inconvenient for Li Xuewu, but it was convenient for him. He was not the deputy director.

He wiped the blood on his hands with a handkerchief, glanced at the young man who was lying on the ground with drooped eyelids and did not dare to move, then turned back with disdain and looked at the two people beside the motorcycle.

The two people seemed to have been electrocuted, and they couldn't help but take a step back, and then looked at Han Jiankun timidly.

Han Jiankun was too lazy to pay attention to them and turned to look in the direction of the door of the office building. The young people who were talking excitedly just now were now like chickens caught in the rain.

Not only were there no comments, but I also lost the courage to look Han Jiankun in the eye.

In the office building, Li Xuewu walked up the stairs to the third floor. He ignored the people standing at the stairs and in the corridor and walked straight to the office his sister-in-law mentioned.

The further you go in, the more people there are in the corridor, and they are noisy, as if they are commenting on certain people.

When the young people in the corridor saw Li Xuewu, who was upright and serious, walking towards him, they all looked over.

No one asked, but the searching and impulsive look in their eyes reminded Li Xuewu that these people were going crazy.

Finally, someone stopped Li Xuewu because he was about to reach the core of the heated discussion, which was the office with the open door.

"Comrade, which hospital are you from?"

When I saw Li Xuewu, he didn't look like a college student, and he was wearing leather shoes. He must be an office worker in some hospital.

However, the scars on Li Xuewu's face made those who stopped him think that this person was not from the school.

If any teacher or staff member has a scar on his or her face, it should be well known.

Li Xuewu looked at the young man, gestured to the office and the room inside the office, and asked, "Is Teacher Li Xuewen in there?"

"Are you looking for Li Xuewen? Who are you?"

When the young man saw that Li Xuewu was asking about the teachers in the school, he frowned and said: "This is where the working group meets. They are studying important work. If you have anything to do, we can talk about it later. Please go out now."

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows, looked inside and asked, "What do you mean, Li Xuewen is inside?"

"Who are you anyway?"

The young man took a step forward, blocked Li Xuewu's path, and asked with a serious face: "What do you want to do here!"

Li Xuewu stared at the young man for a while, then took out an ID card from his pocket without opening it. He shook the book and said, "I'm from the Xicheng branch, please ask Li Xuewen to find out something."

The young man glanced at Li Xuewu suspiciously, then looked at Li Xuewu's hand.

But at this moment, Li Xuewu had put his ID back into his bag. By the way, the young man saw the pistol in Li Xuewu's handbag.

The certificate can be doubted, but the pistol is not doubtful, especially Li Xuewu's own temperament, which made this young man and some people around him look strange.

The young man wanted to see Li Xuewu's ID, but Li Xuewu didn't seem to want to show it to him.

Being able to come up from downstairs means that Li Xuewu has been recognized by those downstairs. The young man hesitated for a moment and said: "You wait, I will go in and ask."

As he spoke, he turned around and walked into the office, but Li Xuewu did not follow his instructions and followed him into the office.

The young man at the door tried to stop him, but was glared back by Li Xuewu.

"Director Zhou, at the door..."

"Who are you! Who let you in!"

The young man was making a report when he saw Director Zhou stand up and point at him and question him.

He was a little confused, and when he was about to answer, he was pushed away from behind.

Only then did he realize that the person who showed his ID just now had followed him in.

"you!"

The young man was about to speak, but he saw this scar-faced man standing at the door of the office in the back room. He glanced inside through the glass on the door, then took two steps back. Without waiting for Director Zhou to come over and question him, he kicked him away.

Office door.

"What are you going to do!"

"stop!"

"Who are you……"

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Following Li Xuewu's kick, the office exploded instantly. Those who had just been staring at Li Xuewu and shouting with Li Xuewu pointed at him and started shouting after him.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Li Xuewu ignored them and entered the room. He smiled at his elder brother who was squatting on the ground just now and stood up in surprise, and then took out the M1911 from his bag.

Turned around and faced the door.

"..."

Those people who just asked who Li Xuewu was and how they dared to run wild here shrank back from the door of the inner office as if they were in danger.

When a scholar meets a soldier, there is no reason to explain.

They wanted to reason, they wanted to use words to question, shout, and warn this scar-faced man.

But this man with a scar face has no martial ethics and pulls out a gun whenever he disagrees. Who dares to bet whether there are bullets in his gun?

Li Xuewu frightened these people, then turned around, shook his head at his elder brother Xuewen, and motioned for him to come out and follow him.

Li Xuewen was also surprised by the arrival of his second brother, and even more surprised by the way he saved himself.

Now I was walking through my colleagues to leave, but I felt my trouser legs being pulled.

Li Xuewen lowered his head and looked, but it was a female comrade in the office who was looking at him with tears in her eyes.

Others were also staring at him longingly, staring at the gun in Li Xuewu's hand.

Li Xuewu also saw his elder brother's hesitation. When he saw his elder brother raising his head and looking at him, he said, "If you don't want to work here anymore, you can follow me, but if you have any concerns, don't raise your head."

.

Just saying this, everyone who was staring at Li Xuewen and Li Xuewu just now lowered their heads.

Only the lesbian who grabbed Li Xuewen's trouser leg said with tears: "I'm going, I'm going with you."

Li Xuewen explained to his second brother: "It's Comrade Keli Wu who is pregnant."

Li Xuewu glanced at the eldest brother who was a hero saving the beauty, and he felt a little suspicious that the child in this woman's belly could not be his eldest brother's, right?

He didn't say anything, he just tilted his chin in the direction of the door.

Li Xuewen understood, stretched out his hand to support Comrade Wu, passed Li Xuewu, and walked toward the door together.

Seeing them come out, Director Zhou said sternly to Li Xuewen and the female comrade: "You haven't decided on a classification yet. If you just leave like this, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Li Xuewen ignored him and continued to walk away. He knew that his second brother was behind him.

Comrade Wu was actually very afraid of Director Zhou. When he saw what he said, he lowered his head and his feet almost gave out.

Fortunately, Li Xuewen reached out to help her, pushed through the crowd, and walked out of the office.

When Li Xuewu walked out of the back office, he glanced at Director Zhou, shook the gun in his hand, and put it back in his bag.

"I don't care who you label or classify here, I'm just telling you, don't get yourself into trouble."

After saying that, he put his handbag under his arm, stretched out his hand to push away the young people who were trying to show off, and walked out.

The young man who just came in to report wanted to make a fuss, but when he saw Director Zhou's face turned pale, he had no choice but to give up.

Li Xuewu knew what they were doing and what the classification Director Zhou was talking about.

At this time, people in the school will be divided into four categories: good, relatively good, people with serious problems, and anti...
To be continued...