Tang Song just picked up the sculpture of antelope horns, and the remaining four security guards rushed up to surround him. On one side were the boss, on the other side were the employees, and in the middle were their jobs. No one was a saint, and they knew how to choose.

"You guys forced me!" Tang Song's shoulder suddenly hit a security guard. The remaining time of talented skills had begun to count down, and the security guard was pushed out of the office by Tang Song.

The chaos had begun. Tang Song's elbow swing back accurately hit a security guard's face, and the security guard immediately covered his face and left the battle circle. At the same time, the base of the antelope horn eagle in Tang Song's hand hit a security guard's head at an extremely fast speed. The security guard who could not dodge turned black and was about to fall into a trap, he couldn't help but scream.

"Ah!" When it was about to be bloody, the base of the antelope horn eagle stopped on the man's head.

Hey, why doesn't it hurt? The security guard opened his eyes in panic, but saw Tang Song blinking at him. After that, the antelope horn eagle base in Tang Song's hand gently pushed him away. After a moment of stunnedness, the security guard suddenly hugged his head and tilted to the side, looking very painful.

The other two security guards wanted to stop Tang Song, and Tang Song had already stepped back and sat on Zhou Fuhai's desk. Zhou Fuhai thought that everything was in his control, and the four security guards could easily throw Tang Song out of the left bank. But he never expected that Tang Song could break through the siege and kill him in just a few seconds. Just when he was panicked, Tang Song's foot had already kicked his shoulder.

After Zhou Fuhai was kicked on the shoulder, the comfortable and flexible boss chair led him to turn. The boss chair had just turned around and a strong force came from Zhou Fuhai's chest. He and Tang Song kicked him into the corner of the wall with the chair.

Tang Song, who was carrying an antelope horn eagle, rushed to the corner of the wall quickly. Zhou Fuhai, whose body and boss' chair had been twisted into a ball, shouted loudly: "What are you going to do!"

"What are you doing? Give French citizens a Chinese lesson!" As he spoke, Tang and Song blew their hands with one hand, and the antelope horns of the antelope horns had already stabbed Zhou Fuhai's face.

"Save, save, help!" French citizen Zhou Fuhai no longer had the left bank mood. The Maginot defense line on which he survived had been broken. The Gaul rooster lost its last aristocratic temperament and had to hang his high head.

"Puff!" The two antelope horns were accurately pierced from both sides of Zhou Fuhai's neck into the boss' chair. At this time, Zhou Fuhai was already scared by Tang Song. If Tang Song's hand was slightly tilted, he would be killed by a dead antelope.

"Crash!" The cup of warm and top-quality Tieguanyin on Zhou Fuhai's desk dripped on Zhou Fuhai's head, which made him feel much more awake.

Seeing the remaining two security guards rushing over, Tang Song quickly pulled out two cross-placed Western swords from the wall. Soon, the tip of a Western sword hit Zhou Fuhai's throat. Although the tip of the Western sword was not sharp, Zhou Fuhai still believed that this sword could kill him. Because the person standing in front of him was already crazy, he was a completely crazy man. The quality of Chinese people is really poor, and they can go crazy for just 2,000 yuan!

"Let them continue to rush over?" Tang Song asked Zhou Fuhai calmly.

Zhou Fuhai immediately screamed: "Don't, don't move!"

Tang Song poked the Western sword in his hand forward, and he asked again: "Then let them call the police?"

Zhou Fuhai immediately said: "No, don't call the police!"

Tang Song turned his head and looked at the security guard, and he said, "Have you heard what Jay Chou said?"

The security guards did not speak, and Wu Zhiyong, who was no longer a security guard, shouted loudly: "Tang Song, you must be calm!"

In the eyes of others, there is only one explanation for all the magical manifestations of Tang and Song dynasties. He is crazy, and the madman is crazy.

Tang Song continued to ask Zhou Fuhai and said, "Where is my salary?"

"OK, OK." Zhou Fuhai immediately raised his hand and said, "I'll give it to you."

The remaining time of talented skills is very limited, and Tang Song had to fight quickly. He said: "My salary is more than 2,000, I will compensate you for your losses. Now it's 1,500, get the money!"

"Okay, okay." Zhou Fuhai, who calmed down, seemed very cooperative. He really didn't dare to stimulate the madman in front of him anymore, and even became cautious in taking the money.

Zhou Fuhai took out his wallet and threw it to Tang Song, saying, "It's all here, only the more, you can get it yourself."

Tang Song picked up his wallet and counted 15 red tickets. He said, "You said you are cheap or not. I told you with great since you were so hard that you wouldn't give it. You just had to make a fuss before you could give it."

Zhou Fuhai chose to remain silent tactfully. At least he has a wealthy man. He can bend and stretch. He doesn’t have to worry about such a poor and crazy muddy. Damn, after today, I will see that I won’t punish you to death!

"Hello, French citizen." Tang Song threw back his wallet to Zhou Fuhai, and he said: "Goodbye French citizen!"

After Tang Song finished speaking, he ignored everyone present. He threw away the Western sword in his hand and turned away from Zhou Fuhai's office. After Tang Song walked away, a security guard said to Zhou Fuhai: "Dr. Jay Chou, he is gone."

"You trash!" Zhou Fuhai roared loudly in a frustration: "Why don't you get me up now!"

The security guards rushed to pull out the antelope horns and pulled Zhou Fuhai up. The latter seemed to have forgotten the scene just now. He shouted loudly: "He is robbing, and he won't call the police. I'm going to kill him!"

"Jay Jay Chou." The female manager hurried into the office. After looking around with a surprised look, she said: "The leaders of the district public security bureau are here, they are here to find you."

At this time, Tang Song had already walked out of the left bank to eat Western food. He had just walked out of the gate and saw several neatly dressed policemen. It is not difficult to see from the police ranks on their shoulders that these people were leaders of the police station, including the short-haired policeman who participated in the interrogation of himself last night. Tang Song is not willing to be recognized by them now. If he goes in again this time, he will be troublesome. He looked around with guilt. Tang Song lowered his head and quickly left the scene. After confirming that no one was following him, he ran away. After all, Tang Song's mentality was still unable to be reversed. When he was not stimulated, he was still the civilian in a hard hat.

This is how young people are, and they are prone to impulsiveness and regret. Tang Song began to regret his impulsive salary-seeking behavior before he returned to the dormitory. If he didn't do it well, he would sue him. If he happened to meet a judge in Nanjing, he would have to be punished as a crime of robbery. The more Tang Song thought about it, the more he became more and more worried, and he did not have a good rest all night.

Fortunately, the thing that Tang Song was worried about did not happen, and no police came to arrest him the next day. After a nervous morning, Tang Song finally felt relieved, hey, it was safe. Walking on the tree-lined avenue on the campus, Tang Song was in a particularly comfortable mood, and life was so beautiful. At this time, someone patted Tang Song on the shoulder from behind.

Tang Song's heart sank, it's over, it's all over now. Comrade police, I'm trying to protect my own rights, Tang Song turned around with a sad face. The person who photographed him was not the policeman, but Qin Simu. Looking at Tang Song's twisted expression, she asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Are you very unhappy to see me?"
Chapter completed!