Chapter 128 Someone has fallen into the toilet

"I, I have reported to Mr. Tang, you, haven't yet." As he said that, he pointed to the distance, Tang Wanrong noticed that he used chalk to draw several white circles of human shapes more than ten meters away from him. There were also a pool of blood on the ground, which had dried up to purple, but still emitted a burst of blood, attracting groups of flies buzzing around the blood.

"Come in with me and tell me about what happened last night in detail." Tang Wanrong immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and called Chu Jianhong to the office, ready to interrogate it.

"So that's how it is." After hearing Chu Jianhong's words, Tang Wanrong finally understood the whole story. At this moment, Wang Sen broke in, "General Manager, it's not good. A large number of people who don't know the truth surrounded the office building."

"Mens? What reason do they have to surround us?" Tang Wanrong's anger continued to rise, "Sister Sun, call the insurance company immediately to ask for compensation. Wang Sen, go and have a look with me."

There were a lot of people pushing and shoving at the entrance of the building, and many policemen held explosion-proof shields to block the angry crowd. Seeing this, Tang Wanrong asked the policeman who was blocking the door. At this moment, a shoe flew over horizontally and was hitting Tang Wanrong's face, smashing her face.

"This little slut is their general manager!" A middle-aged aunt shouted, and the people became even more excited. They broke through the police's obstruction and rushed to Tang Wanrong. Wang Sen hurriedly opened his arms to protect Tang Wanrong, allowing the masses' fists to hit his broad back.

"I'll give my son back!" The middle-aged aunt slapped Wang Sen's back with a feather duster in her hand, "You security guards beat my son to death! I'll beat you to death!"

The crowd was in a state of passion and was about to cause civil rebellion. At this time, the support police finally arrived in time and fired tear gas at the furious crowd, driving the crowd back.

Tang Wanrong hid in Wang Sen's arms and cried in fear. Wang Sen whispered to comfort him. Although the angry people had been dispersed, many people still cried and scolded from afar. Banners and slogans such as "ZF inaction", "Security guards beat people to death", "Blood debts and blood repay my son's life", are hanging in a large number of banners and slogans.

"It must be instructed by someone." Wang Sen looked at the common people who burned ghost coins on the side of the road, secretly figured it out, and finally made a decision, "Wanrong, let the company go off for a few days first, show weakness first, and call out the commander behind the scenes to get out."

"Yeah." Tang Wanrong cried, "Wang Sen, I'm scared."

"I'm not afraid or afraid, I'll take you home." Wang Sen helped Tang Wanrong, walked through the security police, and walked back to his residence.

After arriving at home, Xiao Yurou saw that Tang Wanrong's face was swollen, her arms were blue, and her eyes were crying red. She hurriedly asked what happened. Wang Sen sighed and briefly said the story. Xiao Yurou listened quietly and gritted her teeth, "Wanrong, there must be a bad person framing you. Don't cry for the first time, we must be strong!"

"Yeah." Tang Wanrong responded and wiped her tears, "Wang Sen, don't go out, I'm afraid."

"It's okay." Wang Sen squatted down and advised, "Wanrong, I'm going out to find out the truth now. You have a good rest at home and don't run around, have you heard it?"

"I understand. You have to be careful." Tang Wanrong nodded hard, "Come back early."

Wang Sen put on a baseball cap, lowered his head, and mixed in the crowd and walked into the headquarters of the Down Group.

"Ding!" The elevator stopped on the fifteenth floor. Wang Sen walked out and swept the small sign hanging on the door from the corner of his eyes to find the traces of Fatty Luo.

He still remembers the bloody case that Fatty Luo created at the entrance of the building last night. Wang Sen also believed that this matter must have been instructed by Fatty Luo behind the scenes, but Wang Sen put himself in his shoes and thought about it. If he were Fatty Luo, he would have been hiding long ago and still went to work? Isn’t it afraid that the enemy will come to him!

To Wang Sen's surprise, Fatty Luo was not only at work, but also giving a report. His muscles were jumping around on his fat face, and he was saliva flying to preach to a group of newcomers in the audience. He also stopped from time to time, wiped his glasses, and peeked at the weapon of a big-breasted sister sitting in the front row, and continued to talk nonsense.

Wang Sen quietly hid and waited quietly for Fatty Luo to finish speaking.

"This is the glorious journey of our Down Group. Over the years, under the leadership of Mr. Tang, the Down Group has achieved three leaps, three progress and three breakthroughs. Everyone, I will go to the bathroom first." Fatty Luo put down his speech, held his pants and plunged into the toilet.

Wang Sen walked into the toilet happily, looked at Fatty Luo who was swearing, smiled slightly, stepped forward, and grabbed his neck, "Fatty Luo, I'm disturbing."

"Let go, let go" Before Fat Luo finished his words, Wang Sen punched him in the cheek, causing him to jump up. Wang Sen held his neck with one hand and dragged him into the toilet, kicking Fat Luo down in the toilet with one hand. He locked the toilet door with his backhand.

"Fatty Luo, tell me, are you instructing those who make trouble?" Wang Sen asked coldly. Fat Luo was about to struggle, but Wang Sen stepped on his back. "Move again, I will let you live in a wheelchair for the next life!"

"Give me your life, spare me!" Fatty Luo cried so hard that he cried, "It's not my fault. It's all instructed by that old guy Tang Ziqiang. I have always opposed him as you know! You have to believe that I am a good person!"

"It seems you still refuse to tell the truth." Wang Sen grabbed Fatty Luo's fat hand, grabbed his middle finger and pushed it back hard. Fatty Luo rushed straight and splashed the water in the toilet. Wang Sen couldn't help but increase his foot strength, stepping on Fatty Luo's back spine to make a sound, and Fatty Luo's face turned pale.

"Give me your life, spare me your life!" he screamed, "I said, I said, isn't it okay!"

"Say!" Wang Sen put down his finger and shouted. Fatty Luo drove himself to death and then ran to various houses overnight, saying that they were beaten to death by the building security guards, and encouraged them to surround the building, and promised that after the matter was completed, they would give each house a sponsorship of 50,000 yuan. They also printed a large number of banners hanging everywhere overnight, striving to make things worse.

"Fatty Luo, do you have a conscience?" Wang Sen was furious when he heard this, and he kicked Fat Luo's back with hatred. Fat Luo screamed and called for help.

"You still dare to scream!" Wang Sen simply took off his socks and blocked Fatty Luo's mouth, punched him in the back of the head. Fatty Luo fainted. Wang Sen thought about it and stripped his clothes naked and dragged them out of the toilet.

It was quiet in the corridor. Wang Sen pulled the deadly fat man Luo and found a pile of outer packaging paper shells in the corner from afar. He was overjoyed and hurriedly pulled him over to wrap him up and carried him into the elevator.

"Huh? Assistant Luo has been to the toilet for so long?" A new employee said in surprise. "I seemed to hear a sound in the toilet just now."

"Let's go and have a look." As he spoke, three young men rushed out and happened to see Wang Sen carrying a tightly wrapped thing. Wang Sen pointed to the toilet, "A man fell into the toilet just now, you can go and save him!"
Chapter completed!