Almighty Manor

In the virtual city, Huanzhou headquarters office, Liu Guojun shrank his body, covered his mouth, and shrank under the conference table.

The bright lights of the conference room flickered as if numerous shadows were flying in the air.

The sounds of beatings and screams came one after another. All the people who were not far away from Zhuang were beaten up into the air. After landing, they cried with a grievance covering their faces, like a group of young people who were robbed of lollipop girl.

The brutal beating of the manor is not only a physical attack, but also a huge spiritual shock!

Let's slap, even if you are an iron man, you will cry, and you will call your mother.

Liu Guojun saw that two investors wanted to run out of the meeting room, but before reaching the door of the meeting room, Zhuang not far from the two slaps and brutally beat him back.

Two other people wanted to rebel, and as soon as they picked up the chair, even someone took the chair and turned it over with a slap.

After a long time-in Liu Guojun's feeling, it was as long as a whole year, but in fact, I am afraid that it has not been a minute, and the conference room finally quieted down.

Liu Guojun carefully got out from under the conference table, and the probe looked out.

I saw Zhuang not far standing on the conference table, posing in a "dapeng spread his wings", slowly turning his head to look around the audience.

Beside him, the investors crying sadly, like dead parents.

As soon as Liu Guojun took a probe, Zhuang came over not far away, scaring Liu Guojun almost screaming.

He suddenly shoved his fist into his mouth, biting it tightly, keeping himself silent.

Zhuang not far nodded with satisfaction, overlooking the investors.

"Who wants to bully my servants? Hey? Who wants to steal my shares? Hey?" Zhuang not far recovered his handsome posture, "Who else would not agree?"

Everyone was crying and shaking their heads.

Yes, we do, please do n’t hit us, Mom, I want to go home ...

Zhuang not far took a slap, took away the dust that did not exist, pulled a chair and sat down: "Then continue the meeting and talk about the problem of this share."

He put his two hands on the table: "I am a good-tempered person, I like to hear different opinions, but my hands are not willing! Before you speak, it is best to ask me this With both hands! "

The board meeting of Huanzhou Development needs to be recorded.

In the minutes of the meeting, the recorder wrote: "Director Zhuang used his thunderous general method to hit the faces of all the directors and representatives except Chairman Liu Guojun. Chairman Liu Guojun saw the situation and was hiding in the office He escaped under the table. "

"Under the brutal crackdown of Director Zhuang, the equity was redistributed, and no other director raised objections to it."

"After this share adjustment, Director Zhuang became the second largest shareholder of Huanzhou Development. All the directors participating in the meeting signed the agreement ..."

Later, some people searched the minutes of the meeting. When they saw this record, they thought that the word "face" was actually a kind of metaphor.

On this day, the meeting was held very late. It is said that many directors did not leave until 12 o'clock in the morning.

Before that, Director Zhuang had already left early.

Zhuang not far did indeed leave early. It took half an hour to get the share issue resolved, and Zhuang went out to find Xu Nianwu soon.

Just a few laps in the corridor, a security guard came forward: "Sir, you can't come in here casually. Which director did you come with?"

"I'm the director." Zhuang Buyuan said, "I want to find President Xu. Do you see where he is?"

"You're a director?" The security guard didn't believe it. "Why haven't I seen you?"

Zhuang not far frowned, a flash of cold light in his eyes, his right hand flew out.

"Pop!" There was no sound, Zhuang not far left hand grabbed the right hand, said to the security guard: "Hurry up! Hurry up! I can't control myself! I don't want to hit you!"

"Ha?" The security man frowned, and you didn't want to hit me? Do you know that the security guards developed by us in Huanzhou are all elites? You are going to practice with me? I grew up practicing Bajiquan from a young age! He squeezed his sleeves: "Sir, please leave here, or I'll be polite!"

"Huh?" Zhuang not far found that his left hand would not listen, and his eyes involuntarily became sharp. His left hand was about to fly out, and both hands were a little out of control.

"You get out of the way, that's Director Zhuang! Get out of the way!" At this moment, a gasping voice came from behind, Zhuang not far back and looked, it turned out that Liu Guojun's assistant was catching up.

"Hello Assistant Zhang!" Several security guards quickly let go, and then apologized to Zhuang not far away: "Sorry, Director Zhuang!"

"Hmm ..." Zhuang notdded and nodded, and now he didn't have time to speak. Both hands were a little out of control. He turned his head and saw a marble statue beside him.

Carved is a western goddess, looking at Zhuang not far with a smile.

"What are you laughing at? Smile and hit you again!"

The statue certainly didn't respond to Zhuang not far, so Zhuang not far flew out with his right hand.

A "snap" sounded, the statue's neck was deflected by sixty degrees, and a palm print appeared on its face.

Then he slammed again, and hit his left hand again. He was beaten to the neck by sixty degrees, and turned back, and returned to his original posture, but with two more palms on each face.

Originally, Zhang, who wanted to help Zhuang not lead the way, hurriedly stopped three meters away from Zhuang, looked at the marble statue, and then looked at Zhuang not far. The whole person was shaking.

Damn, is this still human? very scary!

No wonder those directors were just crying so much, I will also cry!

The security guard was so frightened that he hurriedly put down his sleeves.

When Zhuang followed Assistant Zhang away, he came to the statue and rubbed his eyes, then rubbed his eyes.

"Did I misread it just now? I just saw that the neck of this stone statue was skewed a little ... This is a stone statue ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It's not dough ..."

"You ... read it right ... I seem to have seen it ..." Beside, another security guard fought, "And you look at this palm print, and you get a three-pointer. Damn, is my master telling me that it is true that the iron sand palm practiced to the extreme can open the stone and crack the stone? "

"It's ... not scientific!"

"No, that's impossible ... my master chops a walnut and has to grind his teeth ..."

The security guard stepped forward and touched the stone statue's cheek gently, but the tentacles were soft, and the stone stucco brushed off the statue. The original clear print suddenly became blurred, as if it had been millions The wind and sand have hit the same.

"It's ... it's a slap in the palm ..." The two security guards shuddered. Who was the director?

The two security guards asked for a long time and finally knew Zhuang's name. Since then, another name has been transmitted.

Iron Palm Invincible Zhuang is not far!