I let you be a fugitive, not to set up a private army.

Meng Junwei quickly interrupted his girlfriend, who lacked emotional intelligence: "Maybe Yongxiao is the son of a wealthy family and is out to experience life."

"Is that so?" Jin Ha Na looked at the upper-class people in her eyes, and her tone became much more respectful. "Yong Xiao, are you really the son of a wealthy family?"

I didn't pay much attention to him before, but now it seems that Chen Yongxiao has a very special temperament.

"No." Chen Jiajun replied.

Jin Ha Na immediately lost interest: "I don't think so..."

"Ahem, the elevator's here." Meng Junwei quickly pulled his girlfriend out and turned back to say, "That Yongxiao, let's have dinner together next time we have a chance."

"kindness."

Chen Jiajun returned to his apartment 703. As the door to apartment 702 closed, he could still faintly hear the sounds coming from next door. After three rounds of strengthening, his hearing had become much more sensitive.

"What kind of dinner are you having? Don't you feel ashamed to eat with the gatekeeper?"

"Hena, keep your voice down. Besides, I'm just being polite. There's no need to embarrass others."

"I'm just telling the truth. I don't have any bad intentions. I hope it won't embarrass you, right?"

"..."

Chen Jiajun closed his ears and of course would not explain, as they were all passers-by.

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Three days later, on the morning of the 3rd floor of the Orca Security Company, more than 30 members of the community gathered.

Director Han Yunhao was planning the next move. "The company has received a large order. President Han Xihu will personally lead the team to the Tianhe Sand Field to collect the debt. The Sand Field Gang is a formidable bunch. We don't have a numerical advantage, so don't hesitate or hold back when attacking. However, if you're dealing with someone who's already exhausted, don't fight them to death..."

If one or two people die, it is not a big problem, but if there are many lives lost, it will be an extremely troublesome matter.

A few minutes later, six or seven figures walked in. Chen Jiajun glanced at them and saw that the one leading the group was a tall and strong middle-aged man wearing a red suit, with dyed yellow hair and a tiger-shaped tattoo on his forearm.

The Orca Security Company has two presidents, one is Zhang Dajing who is in charge of business, and the other is Han Xihu who is dressed quite flamboyantly and is known as the "God of War of the Bronze Sparrow District" within the company.

Next to Han Xihu is a tall and strong man with a face like an angry King Kong. His name is Han Kuien. His status is equivalent to that of Han Yunhao with a slicked back hair. They are one of the two directors under Han Xihu.

Han Yunhao turned his gaze back: "Brother, everything has been explained."

"Set off."

Han Xihu turned around and left with his men.

"Grab your weapons and follow us."

More than 30 people quickly grabbed baseball bats and divided into two groups to walk into the company's independent large elevator leading to the basement garage.

They went to the basement, got into four small vans, followed the leading Land Rover, and drove out of the garage one by one.

In one of the vans, Zhang Yuanbing was giving instructions to his new recruits: "Ah Xiao, when the fight breaks out, stay with the main force. There are quite a few people in the Tianhe Sand Field. If you stray away from the main force, you'll be dealt a heavy blow. Don't run away, or you'll be dealt an even worse blow by the company later... Here, put some gauze on your hands."

"Yeah." Chen Jiajun took the gauze and began to tie it up. He felt inexplicably excited about the upcoming large-scale group fight.

Maybe I was born to be a person who lives on the edge of a knife.

"New guy, if you're scared, you can get off the bus now. If a fight breaks out, no one will be able to take care of you."

“We are not babysitters.”

"Orca Company never wants useless people. Newcomer, whether you can continue to stay in the company depends on your performance this time."

Other people in the car spoke one after another. As veterans, it was very fulfilling to teach young people how to do things.

Before everyone knew it, the car had driven out of Seoul and arrived at the Tianhe Sand Field in the suburbs.

Seeing the Land Rover and four vans driving in after violently crashing through the barrier, some people from the Tianhe Sand Field surrounded them with tools such as iron bars and shovels.