"This is the 'Xia Li' car shop. What are you trying to do?" Wang Jin, under the strict protection of a group of young men, roared at the protesters. He swept over the concession police officers who were "maintaining order" around him with bad eyes, and wanted to rush up immediately and give them a few loud big-eared slaps.

"Scammer, please pay us back..."

"Bow these scammers to death..."

"Wuwuwu, I'll pay me back the money, this is the money for my whole family's life..."

“…”

Seeing the arrival of the main person, the protesters rioted in a riot. Feng Powder's eyes were red and he was angry and accused and roared. He raised his fist with a furious temper and rushed over with fearlessness.

coax!

The little brothers who followed Wang Jin were not polite. They rushed forward without frowning to separate the excited people. These excited people were all red. After a round of stock market crash, they even lost their last bottom and pants. What does it matter if the person blocking the person in front of them is a human or a ghost? They roared and pushed the thug in front of them, and raised their fists angrily and beat them...

"Oh, you dare to do it. Look at my black tiger's heart..."

"Fight and beat, kill the minions of these scammers..."

"Anyway, I'm waiting to die when I go back, so I might as well fight them..."

"Kill one to earn enough money, kill two to earn one, fight hard..."

“…”

It is really terrible for these investors who lost all their wealth to go crazy. If the guards around Wang Jin had not been rigorously trained and were all very skilled, they might have been defeated by these ordinary citizens who were red-eyed. Even so, the thugs of the New Restoration Association would have to use their real skills, fist and shouting everywhere, and it took the boss's efforts to control the situation.

For a moment, the people at the door of the "Xia Li" carriage were wailing and screaming, and the wounded were lying down in a mess...

Wang Jin looked at all this quietly. After the younger brothers controlled the situation, he stood up and prepared to finish it. But at this moment, a group of reporters rushed out of the surrounding alleys. They were holding huge primitive cameras in their hands, both Chinese and foreigners, and rushed up excitedly, with a flash of "bang bang bang bang" white light.

"What are you doing?" Wang Jin was shocked and asked sternly.

"We are journalists and have the right to report on all unfair things!" a foreign journalist shouted while taking pictures.

"Your mother!" Wang Jin was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and he could not break these troubled guys.

"You bastards are looking for death. Brothers smashed their food for me!" Erdan saw that something was wrong, so he picked up a wooden stick and looked ferocious and prepared to take action. He had seen the world, so how could he not see the danger? He was so angry that he didn't care about the consequences, and he tore off his usual disguise and "hot blood".

"Come back!" Wang Jin shouted angrily, stopped the hot-headed little brothers, waved his hand and said with a headache: "Let them take pictures and let them report, I have never done anything that is harmful to the world! If they report truthfully, I have no objection, but if they dare to frame and accusate them randomly, just wait for their family to collect the body!"

A group of reporters who were excitedly taking photos and thinking about how to report them all felt terrified when they heard this. They looked at Wang Jin with a cold face in shock. A foreign reporter shouted: "You can't do this, you have no right to interfere with our freedom of the press. This is Chi Luoluo's intimidation. I want to complain to the concession authorities!"

"Hmph, go and try it out if it works?" Wang Jin smiled coldly. He ignored the uncrowned kings who were shocked. He turned around and yelled at the police stations who were watching the show on the outside: "Your police stations are for a good meal. Why don't you come here to take these injured people away for treatment?"

The police officers were scolded to death like grandsons, but they dared not speak out, even a few of them, A San. They lowered their heads and drove away the protesters, and raised their wounded men who were lying on the ground and hummingly, leaving without looking back.

Who is Wang Jin? What kind of organization will the Xinguangfuhui be? No one knows better than those who deal with the three religions and other ranks of the concession all day long. Even the directors of the Ministry of Works must be afraid of and please the big guys, but they are not comparable to those of the small roles in the police station.

"Wait a minute!" Wang Jin called out to the police leaving, scaring them all over, for fear that they would offend the evil god behind them if they did something wrong. They all turned around with bitter faces and wanted to see Wang Jin stop them and say what else would they have to do?

"Give it, this is the medical expenses of one hundred oceans!" Wang Jin took out a handful of oceans from his body and handed them impatiently to the inspector of the police station who led the team.

"This, why are you so embarrassed?" The inspector took Dayang with some embarrassment, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Send people to the clinic quickly. I don't know how much these guys will suffer if they are late!" Wang Jin waved his hand and signaled that the other party could leave. If he didn't give the medical expenses of these wounded people, who would know what those ruthless police officers would deal with them? If you want to get proper treatment, go dream!

A storm at the door of the car shop was strongly suppressed by Wang Jin. The reporters were "threatened" and lost their previous arrogance and arrogantness. After taking photos, they learned about the causes and experiences of the facts, and did not dare to disturb Wang Jin anymore and left in a hurry.

From their disappointed and uninterrupted faces, Wang Jin knew that he had many reporters this time, and he didn't have to think about what good things they said in the newspaper. But he didn't care about these trivial matters. If you offend me, you would offend me. I don't rely on them for your income. There is no need to care about these guys who are afraid that the world will not be in chaos!

After dealing with the farce at the door, Wang Jin ordered his younger brother to invite a few representatives from the protesting crowd to see what they meant? He asked himself that he had a clear conscience in the stock market crash, and that Nanyang Rubber was not at the highest point of the stock price when he took off his hands. Why did these investors who were so frightened to find trouble for themselves?

He saw, why did these unlucky investors give themselves the title of "liar"?

After returning to the office and resting for a while, several trembling shareholder representatives walked in under Erdan's leadership. Wang Jin smiled bitterly and said that although he looked a little "bandits don't look like good people", he wouldn't have such a great deterrent power, right? Although I am not a good person, I am still very reasonable, okay?

Through the angry statements of these stock investors, a drop of cold sweat dripped from Wang Jin's forehead and wailed in his heart: Why is my life so miserable? I can be shot even if I lie down...
Chapter completed!