Siheyuan: At the beginning, he scolded the sticks!

The blood on the fingers smeared on the face, coupled with the tears, it made a mess, it looked really miserable.

Seeing this, the security guards at the back took a few steps back one after another, and looked into Zhang Long's eyes, which were full of fear.

Zhang Long didn't say anything at all, just stood with his feet shoulder-width apart as before, arms crossed, and stood vertically.

With an upright demeanor, his eyes were fixed on the man in glasses who was standing in place, his brows were still frowning, and there was no obvious emotion in his eyes.

When Zhang Long just swung his fist, he clearly felt the fusion of the strength oozing from his arm and the original owner of this body. The reason why that punch could achieve this effect was definitely not his intention alone.

And the original owner of this body, as a soldier, hated the man with glasses just now.

The man with glasses made his whole face covered with blood, and finally took off his glasses from his face, and fell to the ground hard, and stepped on the frame of the glasses fiercely, his whole chest was full of anger. Da Da, looking at Zhang Long's appearance, is full of unwillingness.

Pointing at himself, he yelled, "You know who I am!"

Those words were yelled with a lot of momentum, and the blood on his face also looked like that. If his tears stopped flowing, maybe the impression would be better.

"I don't care who your backstage is, as long as you are the security guard of my department for one day, you will be under my jurisdiction.

What I say is what I say. If I point to the east, you cannot go to the west. If I point to the west, you cannot go to the east. It is your bounden duty to obey orders! "

As soon as Zhang Long opened his mouth, he looked like he was admonishing the recruits again, full of momentum and strong contagion, and most of the unconvinced people behind him were convinced at once.

During the process of Zhang Long's domestication, some people unknowingly imitated Zhang Long's posture and began to stand in a military posture.

But these people definitely do not include the man with glasses in the front.

"Fart! I'm here to be a security guard! His mother is not here to be your dog! Why do you let me go wherever you want?"

Zhang Long was too lazy to continue the verbal dispute with this person, rolled up his sleeves, and took two steps forward
"Not convinced, are you?"

The man with glasses is still stubborn: "Not convinced!"

"Okay, then let's settle it according to the rules!"

After Zhang Long finished speaking, he immediately braked his left foot, and swayed out in a horse gait. His lower body was extremely stable, his upper body stood upright, and he opened and closed his hands to form a good posture.

"Come on, after defeating me, you have the final say on this department."

The man with glasses was startled, he didn't expect Zhang Long to be so straightforward.

fight?

Are you kidding me?

Looking down at his small body, and then at Zhang Long's muscular body, how can he fight?
Swallowing two mouthfuls of saliva, he danced and pretended to warm up, while looking around, trying to escape, chanting what to do.

"Let me tell you, if you hurt me, Factory Manager Yang will have good fruit for you when he comes back."

Zhang Long ignored him, and did not move in that posture, but his whole body was as hard as loose, and his posture was extremely strong and powerful.

Many workers gathered around again, but they didn't dare to look at it openly, they only dared to squat aside to watch secretly.

The man with glasses is probably usually domineering and domineering. After the confrontation with Zhang Long this time, many workers looked energetic, and even a few people saw the man with glasses wandering around in place, but they did not dare to face Zhang Long directly. Before that, he shouted directly:
"Yang Shouren, come on!"

"Aren't you a shrinking turtle?"

"Typical bullying and fearing the hard!"

The humiliation of several people in a row made Yang Shouren, who had already lost his eyes, very angry, and a wave of anger rushed to his head immediately, and he didn't care that after losing his glasses, he couldn't see the way forward at all, so he was tied up , bent over, bit the bullet and rushed up.

From Zhang Long's point of view, his appearance is undoubtedly a death.

On the battlefield, the moment he rushed over, Zhang Long twisted his head off.

But now that he has retired, there is no need to treat his own people so bloodily. When he sees people who are not up to expectations, he will learn a lesson.

Zhang Long stepped forward with his left foot, and stepped forward with his right foot. The moment Yang Shouren rushed over, his hands stretched out and caught his shoulders, so that he could only rush forward brutally, but he couldn't take a step forward.

Naturally, Yang Shouren was not reconciled, he didn't even change his posture, and continued to bite the bullet and rushed forward, but Zhang Long's shoulder was stuck, so he could only rub his feet back and forth on the spot.

"Oh, hey, this looks really like an impatient cow!"

"Don't insult other people's cattle, what's the difference between this and a dog?"

Seeing Yang Shouren like this, many of the people who had been watching the show from the dark had turned from the dark to the bright, and some even whistled and clapped directly.

Yang Shouren was sweating profusely, and the roar in his mouth became louder and louder. It's a pity that he didn't move forward at all, and was even forced back a little by Zhang Long. .

Looking at the current situation of the two people, Zhang Long squatted on a horse, raised his shoulders at the same level as the mainstay, looked straight ahead, his face was extremely relaxed, and there was no tension at all.

Yang Shouren charged forward like a reckless bull, and it seemed that he was about to exhaust all his strength.

Seeing that the situation was almost over, Zhang Long continued to use his strength, and directly knocked Yang Shouren to the ground.

The cry of whoops rang throughout the factory. Just sitting in the office, not long in the dress, the factory manager was startled again, and he opened the door with a cold and climbed on the railing to look.

Looking at the scene below, the look in Zhang Long's eyes becomes more and more unpleasant.

But he didn't say anything, and silently retreated from the railing into the office. Now that Zhang Long's identity is unknown, he can't be messed with.

After pushing the person down, Zhang Long got up and continued to put his hands behind his back, his eyes swept over the group of security guards hiding behind.

With such a glance, the group of people suddenly straightened their waists like a knife in their throats, like knives in their heads, and put their hands on their sides, tightly fitting between their legs. He raised his head up.

It looks rather funny.

Zhang Long was very satisfied with this effect, nodded his head, and looked softer.

"Very good. From tomorrow onwards, whoever goes to work in the morning will have to come to the playground and run for two laps before starting work. They will not be allowed to go to work until they finish running. Otherwise, they will be treated as late."

The group of security guards were all trembling and did not dare to speak, but the workers around were sighing.

"Isn't the new director too strict? Do you have to run twice in the morning?"

"I don't know where it came from. Anyway, it's very powerful. Didn't you see that Deputy Director Li didn't dare to provoke him?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let him hear you."