"Kid, you're way too arrogant." The sturdy man sneered, then said, "You dare to be so reckless on our turf."
Xiao Han, fearless as ever, held an iron stick dripping with blood, his foot pressing down on Chen Ming's chest, retorted, "This bastard bullied my mom; as her son, shouldn't I stand up for her? Otherwise, what kind of son would I be?"
The several security guards exchanged glances, in fact, they knew more or less about the incident that morning. However, they were also in a difficult position. After all, they were paid by the company, so they should serve the company. Now that the company's leadership had been beaten up, how could they not intervene?
"That matter is none of our business." A security guard spoke up, "But this, we can handle. Kid, if you really care about your mom, you'd better stop now, or the consequences will be severe!"