The system takes the poor cub to find his father

The Su Group building was already surrounded by a crowd. A group of thugs with fierce faces and who looked very difficult to deal with were holding large banners and blocking the entrance and exit of the building. Seven or eight security guards standing nearby surrounded them, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

"How is it? What did President Su say?" A man who looked like a manager looked anxious and couldn't wait to ask the secretary who had just spoken to Su Bingzhi on the phone.

"Mr. Su, I'll be there right away!" A secretary in a neat work suit responded calmly.

Normally, if we encounter hooligans making trouble, we can just kick them out, but this time the situation is very different. Looking at the content on the banners in the hands of those people, everyone feels very difficult.

The banner read:

"The president of Su Group is completely heartless and abuses young children. Give me back my child."

And who knows which troublemaker notified the media, a large number of reporters carrying long guns and short guns swarmed in and surrounded the Su Group tightly. If it was not handled properly, it would affect the reputation of the group and then affect the group's stock market. For this reason, no one dared to act rashly.

There were also some members of the Su family's side branches who were watching the fun from the side, secretly hoping that this incident could be used to bring down Su Bingzhi.

At this moment, the bustle in front of the Su Group is even more intense than a rural market during a temple fair. All forces are eagerly waiting for the protagonist to appear.

Finally, as expected, a low-key black car slowly drove in from a distance and finally stopped at the gate of Su Group. The reporters swarmed around like cats smelling blood.

"Mr. Su, hello, is what they accused you of true?"

“Are you really a pedophile?”

"Boss Su, do you have anything to explain about their accusations?"

"Do you really have their children hidden in your house?"

When the security guard saw the president's car was surrounded, he rushed forward to stop the crazy reporters.

In the chaos, an employee was pushed to the ground by the swarm of reporters and sprained his foot.

The black car door slowly opened, and the noisy sounds around instantly fell silent when the man walked out.

People who got too close unconsciously took a few steps back, and a vacuum zone instantly formed around the car.

Su Bingzhi was wearing a well-tailored high-end suit, and his face showed no sign of panic due to being accused, and he still had the same indifferent expression. His slightly cold eyes swept sharply at the crowd that had gathered around him, and everyone inexplicably felt a little guilty and unconsciously stepped back.

Su Bingzhi leaned slightly to the side, and took the first step with his long, straight legs. His shiny leather shoes shone brightly in the sun. He placed one hand on the door frame, and with the other hand he gently pulled at the cuffs of his straight suit, then he bent down and stood up gracefully from the car.

After he stood up, he looked up and looked around, his eyes were sharp and deep, as if he could see through everything. Yu Yang, who was hiding in the dark, accidentally met his compelling gaze, and his whole body trembled unconsciously. He felt a sharp pain in his arm that had been broken before. The pain of his arm being broken by him still made him feel scared.

Yu Yang inexplicably felt that the man's eyes were somewhat familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before. The look of the skinny little cub looking at him timidly and aggrievedly after being beaten appeared in front of him unconsciously.

The man's eyes were inexplicably similar to the little cub's, both had brown eyes, but one was sharp and cold, making people dare not look directly at him; the other looked aggrieved and pitiful, staring at you eagerly, making people love him, but making those with malicious intentions want to bully him even more, tender and clear.

Su Bingzhi's sight quickly locked onto Yu Yang who was hiding in the corner. He waved his hand, and the bodyguards behind him immediately understood and quickly grabbed Yu Yang.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? You kidnapped my child and now you want to arrest me? I'm going to call the police and have all of you arrested. Let me go."

"That's right, Mr. Su, even though you are rich, you can't be so unreasonable. There are so many media outlets here, and you can't just cover up your mouth if you want to."

"That's right, Mr. Su, if there is any misunderstanding, I think you should clarify it as soon as possible."

"..."

Seeing that someone was standing on his side, Yu Yang's attitude became even more arrogant. He smiled at Su Bingzhi provocatively, and then pretended to be afraid.

"Mr. Su, please give the child back to me. His mother fell ill after the child was lost. As long as you return the child to us, we will not pursue the matter. Please." Yu Yang looked like a victim at this time, with tears in his eyes.

Some journalists who claimed to be righteous could not stand it anymore and began to blame Su Bingzhi.

"Hmph! I don't know when your child appeared in our Su family." Su Bingzhi snorted coldly, looking coldly at Yu Yang who was pressed to the ground like a dead dog by the bodyguard.

"Of course you have a photo of my child here. I saw with my own eyes that you took my child away and broke my arm. Everyone in the old city can prove it. Give my child back to me." Yu Yang was struggling frantically like a father whose child had been taken away, trying to break free from the bodyguard's grip.

"Oh! So it's you. You kidnapped my Su family's child and abused him in every way. Now you have the nerve to come to me and ask for my child."

Su Bingzhi walked forward slowly, and the people around him unconsciously moved aside to make way for him. Su Bingzhi walked straight to Yu Yang.

Suddenly, he raised his foot and kicked Yu Yang's abdomen with all his strength. Yu Yang was frightened by Su Bingzhi's sudden action and lay on the ground for a long time without being able to move.

Looking at Yu Yang, Su Bingzhi's mind couldn't help but emerge with the blue and purple scars on the little cub's body, and the anger in his heart instantly burned.

His fists fell like a storm, each punch containing endless anger and power, hitting Yu Yang mercilessly.

The employees around were stunned by Su Bingzhi's unusual madness. They never expected that a normally calm and self-sustaining man would have such a violent side. They were so scared that they stood there in a daze, not daring to move. No one dared to step forward to stop a "beast" who had gone completely crazy because his cub was bullied.

The media reporters at the scene excitedly pressed the shutter to take pictures.

Yu Yang's miserable screams and the "bang bang" sounds of fists hitting his flesh came one after another and never stopped.

"Stop, stop now!" A police siren sounded, and two or three people in police uniforms rushed towards this side like the wind.