When Lin Fan pushed open the door and walked out of the office.
He saw that the security guards from before had already fallen to the ground at the elevator entrance.
Mr. Li, whose stature was tall and imposing, was swinging his rubber baton and lunging forward.
But he was easily blocked by the newcomer, who simultaneously delivered a kick straight into his chest.
Weighing over 200 pounds, Mr. Li let out a pained cry and fell to the ground.
"Just a dog like you dares to block Laozi's path."
The bodyguard who had struck him wore a look of scorn.
Being a professional, he was not something an ordinary security guard could compare with.
That arrogant demeanor carried endless disdain.
Mr. Li still wanted to struggle to his feet, but he ended up lying on the ground.
The kick that broke his ribs made him sweat with pain.
As for his other subordinates, they were in the same condition.
Lying there, trembling non-stop.
"Yo, quite bold, daring to beat people up in Ning Group."