C909 You Deserve a Beating Don't You
C909 You Deserve a Beating Don't You
Lin Muyun crossed his arms and snorted coldly. "You guys were the ones who called the reporters here, right? You wanted me to hit them on purpose, and then the reporters took pictures of me. Then, the media will spread the news and take this opportunity to destroy the Qingyun Company?"
"Hehe, so what if you know?" The fat man was extremely arrogant. "I'll give you three options now. One is to submit and leave. Hand the company over to Young Master Lin; two, you hit someone, causing the Qingyun Company's reputation to fall. The company was destroyed. Three, you will kneel on the ground and kowtow to Young Master Lin in front of everyone, admitting your mistakes. Maybe out of sympathy, Young Master Lin would give your wife some shares as a memento. From now on, you are responsible for cleaning toilets in the company!"
The fatty had an arrogant look on his face, and he was extremely arrogant.
He was not afraid of Lin Muyun making a move. He even deliberately provoked him.
Lin Muyun smiled. "I will give you three choices. First, you will be crippled by me. Second, you will be crippled by someone else. Third, you will be crippled by yourself! Choose! "
"F * ck! You are playing with me!" Fatty was so angry that his saliva splashed everywhere as he shouted at Lin Muyun," Come on! Hit me! You piece of trash! Beat me up if you have the ability! I will forgive you for not daring to hit me. You piece of trash, you don't even dare to hit me. Are you f * cking worthy of living in this world? Come on! Hit me. . . "
Just as the fat man was shouting arrogantly and was sure that Lin Muyun wouldn't dare to attack him.
Suddenly, a leg stretched out from the side and kicked the fat man's waist heavily, sending him tumbling to the ground.
Fatty let out a miserable cry as he clutched his waist, which was in pain from the fall, and roared: "Who, who kicked me?"
"Your father!"
With a furious roar, Han Yun jumped down from the car like an iron tower.
Seventeen to eight camouflage trucks stopped by the side, and a large group of special agents in black combat suits and carrying heavy weapons jumped down.
Before Fatty could get up from the ground, he looked at the group of people in shock.
The dozen or so bodyguards he brought along were also stunned.
F * ck!
What the hell?
The combat troops had moved out?!
Just as the crowd was in shock, the roar of an engine came from the sky, and a shadow swept across the ground.
Fatty looked up and was so scared that he almost couldn't close his mouth.
He stared blankly at the sky, completely dumbfounded.
More than ten camouflage helicopters flew over with a buzzing sound and threw down rope ladders from the helicopters. Like a riot drill, the combat team slid down the rope ladders one after another!
This formation!
It was comparable to a movie!
Lin Muyun looked up at the sky and narrowed his eyes.
He didn't expect Qin Lei to be here as well.
During this period of time, the Dragon Sky Group and the Foreign Ministry had been working together to investigate the assassins of the Dark Group. The two of them had started to act in unison.
"Eldest senior brother!" Qin Lei stood in front of the cabin door of a helicopter and waved at Lin Muyun.
Lin Muyun nodded slightly, indicating that he heard him.
The surrounding crowd was stunned. When they came back to their senses, they were so shocked that they cried out loudly!
A group of special forces members held riot shields and lined up into an iron wall, slowly approaching.
Fatty's face turned green. The group of bodyguards that he brought with him were simply turned into slag in seconds when compared to this group of well-trained Special Forces members!
Han Yun walked forward with a cold smile. He bent his fingers, producing a series of cracking sounds.
"I've seen people who deserve a beating, but I've never seen someone crying and begging to beat you up like you! Since you're looking for a beating, then I'll fulfill your wish! "
Looking at the tall and sturdy Han Yun, his entire body was filled with killing intent. Fatty almost peed himself as he collapsed onto the ground, begging for mercy.
"Brother, I was wrong. . . Don't hit me! . . . This was all because of Young Master Lin. . . . No, Lin Huaian's arrangement! He said that as long as Lin Muyun makes a move, causing the Qingyun Company's reputation to be tarnished, he will reward us. "
" Lin. . . Mr. Lin, I was wrong! Please tell your men to stop, don't hit them. "
Like an eagle catching a chicken, Han Yun grabbed the collar of Fatty's shirt and lifted him up. Then, as if nothing had happened, he showed his ID to the shocked crowd.
"Special Forces! They are carrying out a special task. This group of thugs caused trouble and obstructed public order. They are under orders to be punished. "
After saying that, he picked up Fatty's collar and slammed it into the front of the car with a bang.
"Bang!"
Fatty's head hit the front of the car, causing him to see stars and pain. Awoo! Awoo!
Han Yun didn't care whether he shouted or not. He grabbed the fat man's collar and hit him more than ten times in a row. The fat man's face was deformed, and his nose bridge was broken. His face was covered in blood.
"Are you looking for a beating? Do you want to fight or not?"
Han Yun picked up the fatty whose face was covered in blood. He swung his palm fourteen or fifteen times with the size of a palm-leaf fan. He asked sternly every time he hit.
A few of the fatty's teeth had been slapped off. Immediately, like a withered eggplant, he cried and trembled.
"Brother, I was wrong. . . I'm not looking anymore. I don't dare to look anymore. "
He was just using the tiger's might to intimidate others. He had relied on Lin Muyun not daring to make a move. He did not expect that a group of special forces members would come. Furthermore, he had bumped into Han Yun, this tough guy. He was simply complaining incessantly.
"You deserve a beating!" Han Yun snorted disdainfully and kicked the fat man to the door. "Take him away. "
His style was crude and crude. With a heavy kick, he broke four or five of the fatty's ribs.
Fatty collapsed onto the ground, crying in pain.
He was usually lazy and gluttonous. He had never suffered such a brutal beating before, and Han Yun was a ruthless person who dealt with outlaws all day long. When he attacked, he was ruthless. These few strikes had practically taken half of Fatty's life. Even if he was cured from the hospital, he would be pretty much crippled.
Two special forces members immediately rushed forward and immediately cut Fatty's hands behind his back, throwing him heavily onto the truck.
"Bang!" A loud sound was heard.
Along with Fatty's blood-curdling scream, everything returned to silence.
All of this had only happened in two minutes. The bodyguards that Fatty brought along were already scared silly, and all of them were shivering as they watched.
This group of special forces members were as fierce as tigers and tigers, and they were all incomparably fierce. How could they be a match for this group of people?
Not to mention, there were more than a dozen helicopters in the air, and they were all equipped with heavy weapons, eyeing them covetously!
"Plop!"
One of the bodyguards finally could not take it anymore and fell to his knees, crying and shouting at Lin Muyun.
"Brother, I was wrong! Please forgive me, brother. I'll slap myself. "
After he finished speaking, he quickly raised his palm and slapped himself.
It was too terrifying!
If he were to be casually beaten up by these people like Fatty, he would be half dead if he didn't die.
Seeing this bodyguard kneel down and beg for mercy, the rest of the bodyguards also came back to their senses. They all rushed to kneel on the ground and kept slapping him.
Rather than being crippled by others, they might as well slap themselves.
For a moment, the scene at the entrance of the office building was simply spectacular.
A dozen or so tall and sturdy men knelt in a neat row, slapping themselves with all their might.
The crisp sound of a slap resounded through the sky.
The reporters were all stunned, but no one dared to slap this scene.
Many of the reporters had already recognized that the logo on the helicopter belonged to the Dragon Sky Group, and they were so scared that they almost peed their pants.
This was the most mysterious department in the legends!
The members of the department were all valiant generals. Each of them had their own unique skills and were in charge of handling international serious cases. Even the higher-ups were polite when they saw them.
If they dared to randomly report gossip about the Dragon Sky Group, they might be waiting to receive a set of "silver handcuffs. "