Two men wearing blue overalls walked into the lobby on the first floor carrying tool boxes.
One is tall and the other is short, both wearing baseball caps and white masks.
"You two, what do you do?"
A fat security guard stepped forward and stopped the two of them.
The tall man said: "We are from an elevator maintenance company, and we are here to perform regular maintenance on the elevator."
"Okay, okay, you go in." The security guard waved his hand and let him go without doubting his presence.
"Thank you."
The two nodded their thanks and walked inside.
However, as soon as they took two steps, a lazy voice came from behind: "Stop!"
The two of them paused and looked back.
Then I saw a thin security guard walking over with his hands in his pockets.
He looked to be in his sixties, his security uniform was baggy and his hat was askew.
But those eyes were extremely bright, as sharp as an eagle, with a bit of scrutiny.
It made both of them feel uncomfortable.
"Old Zhou, what's wrong?" the fat security guard asked suspiciously.
This old Zhou is a security guard who has just joined the job. Although he is not young, he is strong and talkative. The young people in the security department like to hear him brag and talk about the glorious years of his youth.
But they didn't know that on the surface, Old Zhou Ming was just a retired old man who couldn't take any time off, but secretly, he was a late-stage martial artist with extremely powerful strength.
It was Zhou Ziheng who was assigned to Xinyue Company by Jiang Muyang!
"Xiao Fang, please step back first." Zhou Ziheng waved his hand at the fat security guard, turned his eyes on the two of them, and asked with a half-smile, "Are you really here to maintain the elevator?"
The tall man sneered twice, with a slightly unnatural look on his face, and said, "Of course, our company is responsible for maintaining all the elevators in this park."
"hehe……"
Zhou Ziheng smiled indifferently, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "When did all the dark warriors become elevator maintenance personnel?"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two people suddenly changed drastically.
Exposed!
After realizing this, the two of them threw up the tool box in their hands without thinking at all, and various tools such as screwdrivers and wrenches flew out of the box.
The two reached out and grabbed a short knife about thirty centimeters long from a pile of tools.
The blade was sharp and shone with wisps of cold light.
"Kill him!" The tall man looked sternly and gave his companion a look.
Then, the two of them rushed forward with their daggers in hand.
One stabbed Zhou Ziheng in the heart, and the other slashed his neck.
It's extremely fast, and it's a killer move!
"ah!"
The girl at the front desk was so frightened that she held her head and screamed. The slightly fat security guard Xiao Fang also froze on the spot for a moment, his eyes were horrified and he was a little at a loss.
However, everyone was shocked at the next moment.
Zhou Ziheng, who was still carefree at first, suddenly seemed like a lion opening his sleepy eyes, and an extremely strong momentum suddenly burst out from him.
Instead of retreating, he stepped forward, turning his body slightly to avoid the tall man's short knife stabbing his heart. At the same time, he held his right hand together as a knife and struck the shorter man's knife-wielding wrist like lightning.
"Crack!"
A soft sound.
The short man was in pain, showed a painful expression, and dropped the dagger from his hand.
Zhou Ziheng took advantage of the situation and thrust his shoulder forward, knocking the tall man back repeatedly.
At the same time, he reached out with his left hand like a dragon, grabbed the tall man's wrist, and knocked it down. The latter's right hand suddenly twitched, and the dagger also fell.
Zhou Ziheng raised his right leg, hooked it, stepped on it, and crossed two daggers under his feet.
The tall and short fell to the ground one after another.
"You...you are Hua Jin..." The tall man looked at Zhou Ziheng with wide eyes and said in shock.
He never thought that such a small and inconspicuous company would actually hide such a martial arts master!
The master of Huajin!
How could such a person be willing to be a small security guard?
"What's wrong with energy? I'm just an old man who can't take any time off after retirement. You young people today are in poor health." Zhou Ziheng shook his head slowly, stepped forward and stood on the shoulders of the two of them.
Knocked on each place.
Both of them immediately felt paralyzed and weak.
"Xiao Fang, take these two people to the security room." Zhou Ziheng waved to Xiao Fang.
"Old, Old Zhou, it turns out you are still a practicing master. Those two times when you grabbed the sword with your bare hands just now were so cool!" Xiao Fang's face was full of excitement and he was dancing.
Zhou Ziheng patted Xiao Fang on the shoulder, smiled and scolded: "Don't be poor, do business first, take them down, I have to interrogate them."
"Okay!"
At this moment, in Xiao Fang's eyes, Lao Zhou is no longer the little old man who only knows how to brag, but a hidden master!
Xiao Fang admired him so much that he naturally obeyed his words. He immediately called another security guard to come out and dragged the two of them into the security room.
Zhou Ziheng gathered up the things they had dropped and walked towards the security room.
But as soon as he stepped into the security room, he suddenly thought of something, his heart skipped a beat, and his expression suddenly changed.
These two rookies are probably trying to attract attention by showing off!
Too bad!
"Old Zhou, what's wrong?" Xiao Fang asked.
Zhou Ziheng couldn't think of talking and walked away.
…
at the same time.
Seventh floor, president's office.
Mengmeng was lying on the sofa, holding her chin with both hands and raising her little feet happily.
He looked at the tablet in front of him with shining eyes.
"Bear Bears" is playing above, and the unique voice of Xiong Da Xiong Er is still so naive.
Bai Churan and Feng Xiaoxiao were talking quietly about the announcement of Phantom One.
Sudden.
"Bang!"
An explosion suddenly exploded behind the two women.
The huge floor-to-ceiling window suddenly shattered.
Countless broken glass flew into the office.
The two women screamed in fright, instinctively protected their heads and shrank their bodies.
"Mom!"
Mengmeng was also startled and quickly got up, looking at Bai Churan helplessly and fearfully.
Bai Churan ran to the sofa regardless, held Mengmeng tightly in his arms, and comforted her softly.
"Two beautiful ladies, very sorry to meet in this way."
At this time, a joking voice sounded.
Only then did the two women notice a tall and slender figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Wearing a black windbreaker, black leather boots, and his hands in his trouser pockets, he stood straight like a javelin and had a very powerful aura.
Standing against the backlight, people can't see his face clearly.
But the cold air emanating from his body was much stronger than the cold air blown by the air conditioner.
"Who are you!?" Feng Xiaoxiao opened his arms and stood in front of Bai Churan and his daughter, staring at the person warily.
"Oh, let me introduce myself," the man leaned against the wall, glanced around, and said calmly, "My name is Yuan Qing. I have no other reason to come here this time. I just want to meet Ms. Bai Churan and Mengmeng."
Children, please come with me."
"Churan, I'll stop him, please take Mengmeng away first!"
A trace of determination flashed in Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes. After finishing speaking, he grabbed a vase from the side and rushed out.
"Smile!"
Bai Churan exclaimed.
Instinctively, he reached out to pull Feng Xiaoxiao, but he did not catch her.
Feng Xiaoxiao held up the vase with both hands, yelled "Ah", and threw it at Yuan Qing. At the same time, he also opened his arms and rushed towards him.
She wanted to forcefully buy Bai Churan time and opportunities.
As for what would happen to me, I didn't think about it at all.
"It's really a touching scene." Yuan Qing raised the corners of her mouth with a devilish smile and said lightly.
At the same time, as if to shoo away flies, he waved his right hand lightly and slapped the vase aside.
There was a crisp "bang" sound, and the vase hit the wall and broke into pieces.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Qing slapped Feng Xiaoxiao hard on the face.
"Crack!"
Feng Xiaoxiao was suddenly whipped into the air and spun around a few times, then hit the wall heavily. He immediately groaned and spurted blood from his mouth.
The body slid softly along the wall.
The right side of the face was swollen very high, and clear finger prints were clearly visible, with blood oozing out, and there was blood on the corner of the mouth.
The whole person fell to the ground weakly, eyes closed, and there was no movement.
"Smile!"
Seeing this, Bai Churan's eyes instantly turned red, and tears burst out of his eyes.