I'm the big president

"Look, I guess that kid probably went to the back of the office building to urinate."

The thin monkey chuckled dryly, took out a pack of cigarettes, took one out, and threw another one at Scarface.

Scarface took the cigarette and said with a chuckle: "Look at that white-skinned and fair-faced person, he must be a kidney-deficit owner. Let's just wait for the delivery."

Qin Yang just picked up an orange-red mobile phone that had been broken into two pieces at the back of the office building. He recognized it as Lu Fei's mobile phone. He suppressed the rage in his heart and walked into the gate of the office building step by step.

"What?"

Qin Yang raised his head and saw a long-haired man with a sallow complexion standing at the corner of the stairs diagonally above him, with one hand lightly pressed on his waist, looking at him with doubts and vigilance in his eyes.

"I'm going to talk to you guys who can do business."

Qin Yang gritted his teeth, his voice was cold and stiff, he tried his best to control the urge to do it, because he knew that he could not get much information about Lu Fei from the mouths of these two stair guards, and he needed to find someone who could OK.

"What business are you talking about?" the long-haired man asked again, and his hands on his waist loosened slightly.

Qin Yang said with a displeased face: "Of course it's the business of slaughtering animals. Could it be that you are also doing other business here?"

"Okay, wait a minute."

The long-haired man took out a walkie-talkie from his waist and called in a low voice: "Brother Zhang, there is a guy who is talking about slaughtering animals, do you want him to come up?"

There was silence on the other side of the intercom for a few seconds, and a deep male voice came out: "Tell him to go to the third floor."

"Okay, I'll tell him to go up!" The long-haired man responded in a low voice, waved his hand to Qin Yang, and said, "The second office on the third floor, look for Manager Zhang."

Qin Yang didn't say much, and stepped up the stairs. He found two people guarding the corner from the second floor to the third floor, and there were two standing in the corridor on the third floor. When he counted to the second office, he opened the door and walked in. Close the door.

There are only two simple pieces of solid wood furniture in the office, a desk and a cabinet. A fat man with big ears is sitting on the chair behind the desk, and there is another chair opposite the desk. Qin Yang goes to the desk and sits down , reached out from his pocket and took out a broken mobile phone that had been broken into two pieces and put it on the table, with a crisp sound.

The fat white man raised his brows, and a pair of small pea-sized eyes flashed two faint lights, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?" While speaking, he quietly stretched out one hand under the table, and pressed his fingertips. A little green button.

Qin Yang said lightly: "Manager Zhang, right? I'm here to discuss business. A friend of mine came here an hour ago. She is a young woman, her surname is Lu."

The fat on the white fat man's cheeks twitched slightly, and said coldly: "I'm sorry, I haven't seen any Miss Lu, you can talk about business now, if you want to find someone, I can only say sorry , you are in the wrong place."

Qin Yang pointed to the broken mobile phone on the table, and said lightly: "This is her mobile phone. I found it on the grass behind the office building. If you know how to hand it over to me, and pay for a new mobile phone, I can consider forgiving you." .”

The fat white man pressed the green button with his fingertips, and said leisurely: "Actually, sometimes I admire you policemen, do you have to work hard for such a small salary?" As soon as the words fell, a group of aggressive men rushed in from the door , there were at least a dozen of them, and guys with sticks and machetes surrounded Qin Yang.

Qin Yang sat still, and said unhurriedly, "Fatty, are you admitting that you arrested my friend?"

The fat white man took a sip from the teacup on the table, and said unhurriedly, "you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. It's not about arresting your friend who accidentally fell unconscious. Arranged a good place to rest, and wake her up when we finish shipping the goods, why don't you accompany him to faint for a while..."

"Certainly!"

30 seconds.

A low shout interrupted Fatty Bai's words. He half-opened his mouth, still holding a teacup in his hand, and just froze in place. The menacing men all had stiff faces, and they all became clay sculptures and wood carvings.

Qin Yang got up from his seat, reached out and took a wooden stick as thick as an arm from a man, and hit the group of people on the head.

dong dong dong...

The little monk knocked on the wooden fish, and the dull knocking sound kept ringing. Men like clay sculptures and wood carvings were lying on the ground. Time was still, and the only one who could move was Qin Yang himself. It took him about 20 seconds to knock out all the people who rushed into the office. The man, walked up behind the fat man and stood still, stretched out his hand and placed the wooden stick on the guy's shoulder.

"what!"

The fat man regained his sanity with an exclamation, his eyes stared blankly at the 'weak vegetables' strewn all over the ground, and it took a few seconds before he swallowed with difficulty.

"Manager Zhang, you can take me to someone now!"

Qin Yang moved the wooden stick and let it stick to Manager Zhang's chubby cheek. In fact, he really wanted to ask what kind of shady deeds the slaughterhouse had done. After hesitating for a while, he gave up the idea. Let's wait until we find someone.

Manager Zhang shook like chaff, stood up slowly from his seat, and said in a trembling voice: "You promise not to hit me, and I will... take... take you there."

Boom!
The wooden stick struck the back of Manager Zhang's head moderately: "Stop talking nonsense, I promise I won't beat you to death."

"Ouch!"

Manager Zhang yelled with his headache in his arms, and said in a crying voice, "Stop beating, he's in the basement on the first floor. I'll take you there."

"hurry up!"

Qin Yang urged, and poked him on the back with a stick, and the two walked out of the office one after the other.

Maybe it was because Manager Zhang pressed the alarm just now and attracted too many people. No one stopped him from the third floor to the first floor. Qin Yang escorted Manager Zhang to the door of an office with dark curtains. A key was about to open the door, but with trembling fingers, it took several pokes to get the key into the lock.

The door opened, and Qin Yang pressed a wooden stick against Manager Zhang's back and pushed him into the door. Manager Zhang let out a scream like a pig when he entered the door, and fell to the ground because of two bright The butcher's knife slashed at him at the same time, and blood flowed all over the floor.

"Crack!"

Qin Yang gave a low shout, and silently recited in his heart: ten seconds.

The time went back to before Manager Zhang opened the lock. He took out a key from his pocket and stuck it in the keyhole, with a bitter face as if he had eaten two liang of yellow lotus.

The moment the office door was pushed open, Qin Yang shouted softly again: "Sure!" He silently read a number in his heart, ten seconds.

Manager Zhang stood still in the posture of pushing the door. Qin Yang walked in quickly with a wooden stick. The light in the office was very dark. Holding a shining butcher's knife, he gritted his teeth and assumed a downward chopping posture.

Without saying a word, Qin Yang picked up the wooden stick and knocked on his head. The two big men with sharp weapons fell to the ground straight up. Time resumed. A big green bump appeared on the foreheads of the two. A fleshy unicorn.