Tang San has recently been immersed in the joy of entrepreneurial success. This is also normal. In such a short time, he has made millions of assets. It can be said that he has completed the original capital accumulation. Now he finally has the capital to say that he is a capitalist, not those oppressed proletarians.


    The only pity for him is that there are no workers in his factory. No one exploits and squeezes him at all, and no one else can complete it with high speed, efficiency and high quality. After all, the company is temporary.


    It''s just that he just wanted to go out and relax this day. His body was tired because of excessive concentration. I saw that the door and wall of my rented studio were splashed with red paint. And wrote a lot of warning words.


    There is no doubt that these are peer retaliation. If you want him to know something, don''t think of monopolizing the market.


    Tang San fell into a brief silence. He did predict his future situation with the worst situation, but his opponent''s naive means made him feel that his prediction was a little too pessimistic. Throwing paint to scare people has no effect on him at all.


    Tang Hao also noticed the scene and dipped his finger in the red paint on the wall: "they don''t even mix with real human blood. These guys really go back more and more."


    Tang San was puzzled when he heard Tang Hao''s muttering: "Dad! You seem to know the rules very well? "


    "You know something! In the past, I was half black. My younger brother used to do this. At that time, it was not paint but real blood.


    These boys have a lot of money. You don''t have to worry about them too much. The most you can do is to find some third rate thugs to intimidate them. It''s good to dare to do it. Although I''m old, it''s easy to help you get rid of these smelly fish and rotten shrimp. "


    Tang Hao''s hidden authority was revealed from his body. Under the demigod, he was still a strong man of the number. Not all cats and dogs dared to provoke him.


    Several companies were also quite depressed. They found that after splashing red paint on others, it had no effect, even the effect of intimidating each other''s employees. People still shipped so efficiently, and even the shipment volume was improved. This was a slap in the face.


    They don''t know that their rival companies don''t need to recruit employees at all. All the work is done by the boss alone. This is too surreal. Unless someone''s martial spirit is conceptualized, it''s basically impossible to do this.


    After the intimidation failed, they planned to take more drastic measures, but after all, they were just companies run by ordinary businessmen, which was too far from haotianzong''s professional gangsters.


    For them, the more drastic means is to hire several people to smash the glass and dismantle the equipment. If they don''t get away, they will come all the time, so that they can''t work normally.


    That day, Tang San was trying to recover his energy when he heard a crash around him. A brick flew over against his face. Although he was just sleeping, his reaction was very fast. His hands trained in concealed weapons grabbed the large concealed weapon in front of him, and his backhand threw it out along the broken window.


    I heard a scream from outside. The man who threw the brick just now was smashed solid. Tang San''s concealed weapon technique basically has no possibility of throwing the film.


    Looking at the broken glass on the ground, he was also quite angry. He jumped out along the window. With his keen insight to unlock the soul power, he easily found the little gangsters.


    This group of people, not even gangsters, are just a group of bad teenagers who skip classes. They come to smash the windows after receiving people''s money. Although he has several swing sticks in his hand, he can''t do anything except knocking at the human brain.


    Even if Tang San doesn''t have any soul power, he can fight against the broken glass on the ground. They call him Dad. In fact, he did the same. The broken glass was suspended out of thin air under his control, and then one thousand and one nights came... The number of glass debris may not be enough for one thousand, but it was enough to tie each of them into a hedgehog.


    Originally, they were not powerful characters. Their faces were pierced by sleeping glass. They immediately screamed like killing pigs, turned around and ran away, for fear that the murderer would catch up and give them a fat beating.


    So, these peers got the news that no matter how important you are, you are the Sun Tzu company. There is an expert who is good at using glass debris and can take thousands of miles from the enemy.


    This information is painful to look at. Even two fools know it. This time they must be entrusted with non-human, looking for a group of unreliable guys.


    Just when these people were ready to contact the real black guys and teach Tang San a lesson, the glass of their boss''s house was suddenly smashed one after another. And their boss didn''t know it and was still sleeping there.


    When I woke up the next morning. I didn''t feel anything wrong. Only when I looked in the mirror did I find that a red line was drawn on my neck with dog blood.


    If you have a big heart, it may be regarded as a prank, but think about it carefully and quietly touch your house in the middle of the night. Someone who can draw a red mark on your neck. I''m sure I can cut off your neck quietly.


    This is the threat. The threat of red fruit. And it''s much better than their threats, mainly because the people they hire don''t have this ability.


    For a time, people were terrified. Although the empire is now regarded as an era of rule of law, killing is illegal, and the probability of being caught is very high.


    However, after they encountered such bad threats, they found that they could not find out from the surveillance video how the people who threatened them did it, that is to say, even if their heads were cut off, the suspects might still be at large.


    That''s a little scary. They can indeed use their own money and contacts to suppress the sudden rise of the company.


    But people can also take their lives directly, whether they want money or life. This is an eternal problem. There has been no unified answer since ancient times. But after calm thinking, most people still choose to die.


    But can Tang San really cut off these people''s heads without being aware of them?


    In fact, he really can''t do it. The broken window is just an illusion. Even if he practiced as scheduled, it was impossible for him to sneak into other people''s houses in many monitoring. So he didn''t go at all.


    [to be continued]


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