Strongest Martial God In City

Suddenly, he felt a shadow flash in front of his eyes and the contract in his hand disappeared. When he looked carefully, Wu Jun had already taken it back.    

"Is there anything else?"    

Mr Lei clapped his empty hands and smiled, "I just want to use this contract as a souvenir, I have no objections."    

"The money is back, time to talk about the service issues."    

With a signal from Ling Tian, Wu Jun then looked at Mr Lei coldly and asked, "Who is in charge of getting the payment under this contract? Call them out. Our husband is not satisfied with their service. "    

Mr Lei's heart skipped a beat and he asked carefully, "You two …" Which family did the young master come from? "    

"No."    

Mr Lei asked again: "Those two are the bosses of which large corporation?"    

"No."    

"Could it be that the two of you are … "What organization's staff?"    

"Neither."    

Neither? Then what the heck was he trying to act cool for? Mr Lei straightened his back.    

"I knew you guys weren't good people. It is perfectly justified for one to repay a debt. What is there to be unsatisfied about? "    

"How laughable! And tell me to call him out, what do you want? What can you do? Without any status or background, the two of you are here to act cool? "Our Department of Recruitment is not a place for you to act so arrogantly!"    

As Mr Lei spoke, more than a dozen of the recruitment staff in the room surrounded him. Although they were all in suits, they were all vicious and looked like they were not to be trifled with.    

It was quite common to beat or scold a person who was in debt. A few years ago, they had even forced a few people to jump off the roof and appear on the news. However, they had suppressed the matter with money.    

Right now, L Country officials were very strict on this aspect, and the power behind "money making" had also given them a warning. They did not dare to go against the authorities, so they had restrained themselves a lot, and at most, would come knocking frequently to harass them, using cold and violent methods.    

However, the people in the Reception Department were still the same people. They were all hoodlums that lived on the streets.    

The moment the crowd surrounded him, Mr Lei revealed his fetishism.    

"Isn't that dissatisfied? Come on, come on, let's get to the point. "Let laozi …"    

'Bang! 'a loud sound was heard.    

Before Mr Lei could finish his sentence, he was slapped by Wu Jun.    

"In front of Teacher, no one can call themselves Father."    

This slap was crisp and loud. Mr Lei felt like his face wasn't slapped, but was slapped hard by someone with a folding stool. His fat body spun twice on the spot and staggered backwards.    

"Mr Lei!" Are you okay? "    

"Mr Lei!"    

A group of hoodlums hurriedly helped him up.    

Mr Lei shook his head and woke up. He touched his face with his hand and screamed in pain. The face had swelled to three times its original size, as if it had a tumor growing on it.    

"You dare to attack? What are you all standing around for? Beat him up! " Mr Lei roared in anger.    

A bunch of lackeys swarmed forward, but how could a street hoodlum be a match for Wu Jun?    

Wu Jun stood on the spot and didn't move at all. More than a dozen people fell to the ground and moaned.    

Mr Lei panicked. No wonder they dared to come, it was because they had some skills!    

Seeing Wu Jun walk towards him, Mr Lei hurriedly climbed back up. "Brother, don't, don't hit me, if you have something to say then just say it. I was wrong, I shouldn't have been so rude …"    

"I'll repeat, find the three who are in charge of this contract. Do you understand? "    

Wu Jun said coldly.    

"Ah?" "It's … it's all here already. We haven't even gone out yet." Mr Lei pointed at the employees lying on the floor.    

"Not them. Two hours ago, someone went to Mr. Lin's house to collect his debt. "There's a total of three people. Since you recognized this contract, you have to find them for me."    

Wu Jun grabbed Mr Lei's collar.    

"But we're all here, really!" Mr Lei was sweating profusely as he explained.    

"Mr Lei, I know, the one just now …" Is it the contract our Young Master sold? " A lackey who was lying on the ground remembered something and said while holding his stomach.    

Mr Lei was suddenly enlightened and nodded his head: "Right, right, that's right. Two days ago, the person in charge here sold a debt. "It might be the contract in your hands …"    

"Aren't you in charge?"    

"I, I'm just a team leader …" Mr Lei pointed out with his little finger.    

"Where's your manager?"    

Wu Jun asked.    

Mr Lei looked at the door inside the collection department.    

"Call him out!" Wu Jun threw Mr Lei to the ground.    

Behind this door was another world. It was a very luxurious office.    

An old man and a young man were sitting across from each other and chatting.    

"You've done well in these two years. Although your company isn't big, the benefits you've created account for a third of the entire family. I think highly of you. If this goes on, the position of the head of the family will fall on your head sooner or later. However, you better behave yourself recently. Our Jiangcheng hasn't been peaceful recently. "    

The elder said to the young man in front of him with a look of approval.    

A tall and sturdy man stood behind him. His aura was restrained, and he stood there silently like a pine tree.    

"Why? Was it related to the Yang and Song Family's matter? Dad, I was just about to ask you about this. What happened to Yang Family, why can't I contact Yang Shiman and Soong Yongheng anymore? I heard that Old Man Song lost an arm after his wedding day. How did he break it? Didn't you go to the wedding, you know? " The young man opposite the old man asked with a gossipy expression.    

The old man's expression suddenly became serious, and his eyes flashed a little: "Don't ask so much." "Just be honest with me. You haven't let your subordinates go out to commit crimes recently, have you?"    

"Haha, so what? Once the Yang and Song Family were finished, our Zhong Family would become one of the top three families in Jiangcheng. Just mention my name, who dares to provoke me? "    

As he was speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open. Mr Lei staggered in and fell flat on his stomach: "Young Master, Chairman Dong …"    

"Who the fuck let you in?" Zhong Wei said unhappily, "Do you know the rules? Do you believe that I won't let someone cripple you?"    

"No, Young Master …" "Yes, someone told you to go out and see him." Mr Lei hurriedly lowered his head and explained. He can't beat the people outside, nor can he offend the people inside.    

Zhong Wei said impatiently, "Who?"    

"Customer, customer."    

"My turn, Onima …" Didn't I say that I was going to report to the chairman today? Did you let a dog eat your brain? "Don't you remember?"    

Zhong Wei flew into a rage: "I won't see you again! "Who cares who he is, tell him to scram. If he doesn't scram, then beat him up and throw him out!"    

"Young master, we can't, we can't …"