In the corridor on the left side of the hall, Ermao pointed at Xiaohu on the ground and shouted, "Fuck him, if anything goes wrong, it's my fault!"
At the command, countless feet, fists, and debris all hit Xiaohu at once.
When the sky is crazy, it will rain; when people are crazy, there will be disaster!
This old saying is absolutely true. Just look at the news and you will see how many high-ranking officials and big business owners have fallen from grace because of protecting their brainless wives who were causing trouble everywhere.
Compared to ordinary people, Xiaohu is indeed successful, but compared to the big guys behind the scenes, or even people of Xu Jinbo's level, he is still a lackey, a small shrimp. But he didn't know how to restrain himself, so he got into trouble when he made a mistake.
The lower-level brothers who came to claim compensation were so angry that they really beat Xiaohu to death and beat his stinky mouth. After only two or three waves of concentrated fire, Xiaohu fell to the wall with a limp and deformed body, motionless.
At this time, security members from each floor also rushed down. There were about fifty or sixty of them. Even the people in the underground parking lot rushed up after hearing the news.
The Baolong Group's headquarters building is thirty-six stories high, and there are security personnel on each floor, so the security personnel coming downstairs at this moment are only a small part, and more people are rushing here.
After the security guards rushed out of the elevator, the leader, a young man in a tight suit, saw Xiaohu was knocked down and couldn't even move. He immediately yelled, "Fuck you, you are rebelling! Beat him up, beat him to death!"
The security guards were paid to work, and they could not disobey orders from their superiors. In addition, no one in the protesting crowd was carrying any prohibited items, so they had no mental barriers and rushed forward with batons in hand.
The two groups of people blocked the entrance of the corridor on the first floor and started fighting. The young man in a suit and leather shoes who came down last, holding a gun, shouted the most fiercely: "Damn it, beat all these bastards out and beat them to death!"
"Are you the only one who is stubborn?!" Ermao walked through the crowd and kicked the man in the suit in the abdomen.
"Gudong!"
The man in the suit staggered against the wall, pointed his gun and shouted, "Try to move again, I'll kill you!"
"Come on, come on, if you don't kill me, I will look down on you!" Ermao stretched out his hand and grabbed the other person's collar.
"Kang!"
I don’t know whether the man in the suit was a little nervous facing Ermao, or if he really dared to shoot, but as soon as Ermao took a step forward, a gunshot rang out.
"puff!"
Blood spurted out of Ermao's left rib on the spot, but fortunately the opponent's body was pressed against the wall, and his posture was awkward when he fired the shot, so the bullet just grazed Ermao's ribs and only caused him superficial injuries.
But this also made Ermao anxious. He looked down at his ribs and cursed with red eyes: "You dare to shoot me?!"
“Bang, bang!”
Ermao punched the man in the suit in the face twice, and with his left hand he quickly pressed down on the wrist holding the gun: "Kill him for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Tiannan rushed up from behind and kicked the man in the suit in the abdomen.
The two men worked together to snatch the gun from the man in the suit, and then attacked him left and right, knocking him down on the steps.
"How dare you defeat me?!" Ermao has lived overseas since he was a child and worked his way up from the bottom. I don't know how many things he has experienced. Considering his age and rank, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a king-level street fighting player.
Ermao stepped on the chest of the man in the suit, reached out and pulled the belt from his waist, and put the two ends together, letting the belt clip stick out: "You're so cool with a gun! Huh?!"
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“…!”
Ermao leaned against the wall, swinging his forearm slightly and hitting the man in the suit on the head at least twenty times, leaving his cheeks and head covered in bruises and blood flowing down.
The man in the suit got so angry that he arched his body and tried to rush out, but was kicked back by Su Tiannan continuously.
“Puff!”
In desperation, the man in the suit bit Ermao's leg.
“Fuck!”
Ermao retracted his foot in pain, and in a rage, he picked up the trash can at the elevator entrance and smashed it on the suit man's head.
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“…!”
The trash can, whose outer shell was almost solid, hit the suit man on the head four or five times, and the latter instantly became motionless.
"I'm going to fucking kill you!" Ermao wanted to hit him again.
Su Tiannan grabbed Ermao's arm and said, "Stop fighting."
Ermao panted and loosened his collar, waved his hands and shouted, "Smash it! Since you won't pay me anyway, smash all the offices in the building!"
Outside the hall, the police officers were unable to hold the crowd back, and finally had no choice but to fire warning shots.
Three gunshots rang out in the room, and everyone fell silent for a short while.
"You don't want to live anymore, do you? You are committing a crime!" The leading police officer pointed his gun at the crowd and shouted, "Get the hell down!"
Everyone turned their heads and looked behind them.
"I despise you dogs the most!" Su Tiannan suddenly pointed at the other party and cursed: "We appealed, but you didn't care; we were beaten and scolded, but you didn't care! You wore those clothes, but you came to guard for private enterprises and capital! The Longcheng judicial system will never be well with you maggots!! I know a laborer who just came back from Sinalo and wanted to apply for naturalization. You exploited him and blocked him at every level, forcing his family to be broken up. If I didn't have my family to pressure me, I would have gone to Sinalo and Zhao Weihu to kill you parasites! The Chijun people have guns and cannons in their hands. As soon as they entered Longcheng, you all squinted and no one dared to stand up."
The curses echoed in the hall, and the police officers looked shocked and even confused.
"roll!"
"If you don't get out of here, I'll beat you up too!"
“…!”
There was a lot of noise at the entrance of the corridor, and the police officers retreated along the spit.
“Bang!”
At this time, another 20 or 30 people rushed in from outside the door. The leader was also Lu Feng’s brother. He ran quickly to the left and shouted, “Who hit my workers?! Damn it, we’re raiding his house!”
“Hualala!”
A group of people rushed into the corridor and the second round of fighting continued.
Five minutes later, multiple areas on the first and second floors of Baolong Group were completely smashed, and the security personnel who had not yet arrived did not show up at all.
Five minutes later, all the people from the Shengli District Police Department and the District Riot Squad arrived and trapped Su Tiannan, Ermao and others in the main building.
Ermao panted and asked a brother, "Have you finished recording?"
"I've finished recording." The other party nodded: "I started recording when they came downstairs and started cursing."
Ermao waved his hand: "I'll go out and go with them."
Just as he finished speaking, the man in the suit who had just been beaten up by Ermao suddenly started bleeding from his nose and his whole body twitched.
…
Longkou District.
Gu Baishun held a teacup, sat on an office chair, and said to a middle-aged man: "When the mining accident happened, Baolong Group found the Coders Association and asked Zhang Ming to help support it."
"What did Zhang Ming say?" asked the middle-aged man.
"He wants to show support and sell favors to the Regulatory Commission and Baolong Group." Gu Baishun stood up and said, "But I don't think so."
"So what do you think?"
"Do you truly understand Su Tianyu and Yu Mingyuan's motives?" Gu Baishun asked.
"Isn't it just asking for compensation?" the middle-aged man replied with a frown.
"This is one of the main reasons, but there is another reason." Gu Baishun said with a smile: "He just wants to touch the porcelain Baolong!"
"Fake insurance?!" the middle-aged man was shocked.
"The bigger the capital of Baolong is, and the more inhumane it is, the more important the association is." Gu Baishun turned his head and looked out the window: "Su Tianyu is not speaking for a Tongji Association, he is speaking for hundreds of thousands, even millions of workers in Longcheng."
"But he can't speak now? Baolong has blocked all media channels through which he can speak."
"Don't be in a hurry, look back." Gu Baishun shook his head.