President of Melee Soldier Wang Qiao

Zhang Shutong nodded and walked out of the conference room.

Qin Yutian and Bai Cangsheng followed him from left to right, and walked towards the elevator of the building.

"Boss, what are you going to do with these five bastards?" Bai Cangsheng said a little bit, and finally he was able to start a killing spree, but it stopped abruptly.

"I have my own disposal." Zhang Shutong thought of the policewoman full of sense of justice.These people can be regarded as a gift to her.

"What about the members of the Dark Phoenix organization? Why am I so unwilling to find that guy hiding in this city?" Bai Cangsheng secretly gritted his teeth.

"It's not so easy to be an old bastard in this city, you have to give some bait to catch it." Zhang Shutong waved his hand, this matter can't be rushed, the other party can hide here for several years without showing up The clues showed that there were too many people covering him around.

Once you act too hastily, it is easy to scare the snakes. What he wants is to lure the snakes out of their holes and catch them all in one go.

After walking a few steps, a group of people appeared in front of them and blocked their way.

Bai Cangsheng instinctively wanted to go over and beat the group of grandsons who were blocking the way, but was stopped by Zhang Shutong.

Among the group of people who came, Zhao Siming was at the front, full of aura, and there were all kinds of people behind him, but most of them were old people, who were the directors of the company, and there were a few young reporters carrying cameras at the back.

"Are you leaving?" Zhao Siming took the initiative to say.

"I haven't got what I want, why do I have to leave?" Zhang Shutong walked up to Zhao Siming with a faint smile on his face, and glanced coldly at the group of people behind him.

"Let me introduce to you, in addition to the directors of our company, these people behind me also have friends from the news media. Don't worry, they are all mainstream media." Zhao Siming's eyes drifted away when he spoke, and he didn't dare to look Zhang Shutong squarely.

Zhang Shutong smiled noncommittally. He Zhao Siming deliberately wanted to make things big and use the power of public opinion to fight against himself. Even if he lost the entire company in the end, he would be pushed to the forefront and pursued deeper. That is illegal Discipline.

Then the group of friends from the news media really cooperated and started to take pictures like crazy.

"Your trick is very good." Zhang Shutong said unhurriedly.

"Then do you still want the shares in my hand?" Zhao Siming said seemingly calmly, subconsciously pointing at the people behind him, the implication was obvious.

You, Zhang Shutong, want to steal by chance, and today I will let these people see how you blackmail.

"Why not?" Zhang Shutong leaned in front of him and said in a low voice, "Those five people are useless, you are more useful than them?"

After speaking, Zhang Shutong punched him on the chest with just the right amount of force, just enough to make him choked up, but not fainted.

"You, you beat people in broad daylight." A reporter rushed up immediately after seeing him punching, and slapped Zhang Shutong fiercely.

"You're done, we all saw you beating someone." Someone jumped out immediately, pointing at Zhang Shutong and said.

"Yes, call the police now, call the police immediately." Someone looked smug and was waiting for Zhang Shutong to make a move. Now that the stolen goods have been captured, they just waited for the police to come and arrest him.

After Zhao Siming took a few deep breaths, he straightened up after blushing. His face was blushing, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm just waiting for you to hit me. If you hit me, you will be doomed. The people at the police station can’t kill you, but the people in the detention center can.”

Zhang Shutong nodded, punched him in the chest again, and said in a flat tone: "I know. But I just want to hit you. What do you think should be done?"

"I'm going, this person is too much. He still hits." A person carrying a camera said: "I recorded the whole process."

"Why didn't you call the police? Catch him and catch him. These two punches are enough for him to stay inside for a few days."

"Dare to hit Chairman Zhao in front of so many people, this person is really trying to die."

Everyone discussed a lot, and began to actively collect all kinds of evidence. With these, not to mention the actual sentence, ten days and a half months in the detention center is enough.

That's what they're here for.

Zhao Siming only felt his stomach tossed, and his internal organs were all broken. The pain was really unbearable for ordinary people. After everything recovered, he slightly raised his head and looked at the person who was still standing in front of him. Zhang Shutong's face was livid.

Zhao Siming knew that this guy was powerful and dared to hurt people and kill people, but he didn't come to his office building. He dared to beat himself without hesitation when so many people were watching him, knowing that it was a trap. Crazy, or both.

"You, don't do it first." Zhao Siming managed to calm down, and stretched out his hand in fear to stop Zhang Shutong from beating himself. He had to figure out the matter. "You know that this is a trap I set, but you still dare to hit me, why?"

"Because I want to hit you." Zhang Shutong still said the same thing.

Zhao Siming was so angry that he almost spat out blood, why did he meet such a ruffian?

"If you dare to touch me again, I guarantee that the police will detain you for at least half a month." Zhao Siming can only move the police out at this time, which can cause psychological pressure on the other party.

"Chairman Zhao, as long as you say something, I have something to do with you. I promise to lock him up for a year or so." One of them raised his head proudly, patted his chest, and promised that Zhang Shutong would be punished firmly after entering. .

"Okay." Zhang Shutong punched heavily on the previous position with his third fist.

Zhao Siming rolled his eyes, this is so fucking stupid, and he really hit himself.

After three punches in a row, Zhao Siming was about to cry. After weighing the matter, he still didn't have the courage to call the police for the time being. He was worried that this guy who was merciless in doing things had a big guard of honor behind him, otherwise how dare he How about provoking yourself so much? !
"How are you sure I won't call the police?" Zhao Siming lost all aura, and slowly lowered his head that was raised just now.

"You can call the police, but you have to bear the consequences of calling the police." Zhang Shutong said with a sneer, "Do you dare?"

"What consequences?" Zhao Siming looked astonished, and his tone seemed to be that there was something he couldn't bear.

Zhang Shutong smiled without saying a word, and then led the two of them to the elevator in a swaggering manner.

"Chairman Zhao, if you don't call the police, you will leave." Someone looked at Zhao Siming and said anxiously: "This opportunity is not waiting for you, Chairman."

"Yes, everyone can testify for you." Another person stood up and said with righteous indignation: "If you don't arrest him this time, you won't have such a chance next time."

Zhao Siming leaned against the wall, thought for a while and said, "He's a mad dog, just a fucking mad dog."