Song Lan subconsciously took a step back, and a trace of fear flashed in her heart. What are these guys going to do?

"To be honest, Chairman Song, I advise you to find a few more reliable security guards in the future. These garbage security guards are simply waste, and they are simply not as useful as if they are keeping waste?"

"When you become our Brother Qiang's wife, I can serve as a substitute guard for you."

Kingsoft laughed loudly as he spoke, without any shyness in his words.

"Bang!"

As a result, at this moment, a person suddenly broke into the door, and the man punched Jinshan and flew out.

Kingsoft didn't even see this person clearly, and felt that an iron ball suddenly hit his face, and his face collapsed halfway.

The whole person flew out like a piece of cloth and hit the wall heavily, yelling and spitting out blood.

"You said our people are trash, so what are you?"

The person who came was Mo Guan.

After seeing Mo Guan, Song Lan couldn't bear it anymore and cried as soon as she held her mouth in her mouth.

I originally wanted to get out of Moguan and do something well, but I found that it was not possible at all.

"He kidnapped me."

Song Lan walked to Mo Guan's side and said with great grievance.

Mo Guan hurriedly hugged Song Lan and gently comforted him. The girl had experienced a lot of twists and turns recently.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine when I come."

Mo Guan hurriedly comforted him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to cause trouble for you. I thought I couldn't ask you to help me with everything, so I thought I could solve it myself, and the result..."

"Okay, okay, don't blame yourself. It doesn't matter. You will be a person who will do big things in the future, and it's not a cleaner to sweep garbage. How can you do it?"

As he said that, Mo Guan gently touched Song Lan's head, "Go, go outside and wait a moment, the scene here is too bloody."

After hearing this, Song Lan nodded obediently and walked out.

"Who are you?!"

At this time, Jinshan was supported by two subordinates and barely got up from the ground.

He said with a severe pain.

Who is this? After rushing in so hard, he couldn't even see the shadow clearly, so he knocked himself down.

This guy has been in the underground world for a while and has some understanding of the strength of all parties. Why has he never heard of such a powerful person before?

But Mo Guan did not answer, but instead sneered at the corner of his mouth and walked towards the guy.

Although I just punched him, I didn't relieve my hatred.

"I warn you not to do anything randomly, I have many brothers!"

As he said that, the guy took out the phone from his arms.

Mo Guan stood there without any stopping.

Kingsoft called to notify his brother outside the door, and then threw the phone aside.

After seeing this guy call, Mo Guan disappeared from the spot immediately, with an extremely terrifying aura on his body. Now Mo Guan bullies Song Lan, whoever is his mortal enemy.

If you defeat Song Lan in a legitimate way in the business world, it can only be said that Song Lan is not as skilled as others, but if you use such sinister means, don’t blame me for being rude.

The next second Mo Guan appeared directly in front of this guy.

"Click!"

Before Kingsoft could react, Mo Guan's fist hit his arm directly, and the sound of a broken bone sounded.

He stepped forward to help, but Mo Guan knocked down all of them and solved them all.

"ah!!!!"

Kingsoft hugged the ground like a dead dog, crying loudly.

"Click!"

Another extremely crisp sound, Jinshan's legs were all broken. At this time, he knelt on the ground, his legs were broken, and half of his arms had been deformed, which was very miserable.

And at this moment, a group of people suddenly broke through at the door, and looked like hundreds of them.

"Boy, you're dead. I'll cut your meat piece by piece later!"

Although Kingsoft was in unbearable pain, his heart was more angry.

At this time, his eyes were extremely cold and looked at Mo Guan and cursed loudly.

No matter how powerful Mo Guan is, he can't beat so many people. These more than a hundred people are good players. Even if you stand there and ask you to beat, these hundred people will become powerless after the fight, right?

By that time, it was not slaughtered.

However, when this guy stared at Mo Guan with a smug look in secret, he suddenly heard a riot coming from behind.

"Damn, these damn bastards actually dare to threaten the boss and beat him up!"

"tnnd, even if I can't pass the eightyth level of my life, I must vent my anger on these bastards!"

"Beat them to death to protect the eldest and sister-in-law!"

After hearing these guys shouting, Mo Guan couldn't help but pat his head powerlessly.

Is this to train warriors or to train a group of monkeys?

At this time, there was already chaos behind, and from time to time, there were figures rising up in the air. More than a hundred people looked back and saw their brothers falling down like harvesting wheat.

After a while, only a dozen people were left standing in the room, and everyone standing in the corridor was knocked down, replaced by a group of mud monkeys.

They were all trained in the warehouse next to them, and the fifty people rushed over to support them after getting the news.

If it were before, it would be no problem for them to beat 100 people in fifty people. Now their strength has been greatly improved, and hitting 100 people is like playing.

"Damn it, damn old dog, why did you steal that head for me before?"

"Damn, you are not strong enough, but you still have to rely on me?"

"You two are almost the same. I don't even touch your mother's legs."

"There are more than a dozen people in this room that can't be left to me."

"Fuck! I'll do it!"

After these fifty people squeezed to the door, they saw that there were not many people in the room, except for Mo Guan, and they were anxious at that time and wanted to grab the spoils.

Kingsoft and the others were all stunned.

Damn, what's going on?

I'm still writing novels when I'm making a movie this time?

I have brought more than a hundred people with me, and each of them is considered elite. How could this be so vulnerable?

In fact, every time I bring people out to fight, these people complain.

Because every time a war occurs, people will be injured and others will die.

But why are these *s so excited in the fight? The most important thing is that no one is injured when you look at their appearance.

There were only six or seven people standing side by side in the entire corridor, which means that the few people standing in the front defeated more than one hundred of their people.

What kind of strength is this?

Before this guy's mind could turn around, a figure suddenly rushed out of the crowd and knocked down a person with one punch.

"Damn, you old dog, you don't follow the agreement!"

A man cursed.

"Did you have a bubble in your brain? What were you at that time? Did you still have a starting gun in the game? Isn't you still fighting now, when will you wait?"
Chapter completed!