Chapter 288: Deny and Renounce Responsibility

The young man, at that moment, looked as if he had been injected with chicken blood, his eyes glaring furiously at the five muscular men.

At that instant, those muscular men became the deciding factor in whether he was to be fired or given a raise.

He slightly bent forward, firmly rooted in a horse stance, his fists clenched, veins bulging on his arms, ready to accumulate power for a charge.

The muscular men, however, looked at him with disdain.

In terms of numbers and individual comparison, they held an absolute advantage, having no reason at all to be defeated.

One muscular man even provocatively hooked his finger at the young man and taunted, "All of you, step back and let me handle this! Hey, weakling, come knock me down!"

The other four muscular men burst out laughing, each making jests not to let him beat the young man to death.

"Ahh!!!"

The young man suddenly bellowed, his legs powering suddenly as he shot toward him like a cannonball.