He knows Baji Quan!
Can one punch kill a bull?
Chen Fan smiled and deliberately walked up to Young Master Ge. "Come on, kill me!"
Young Master Ge didn't know any Baji Quan. At best, he knew the "turtle punch," and claiming to know it was just boasting.
"I..."
"I gave you a chance, but you're useless yourself!" Chen Fan rubbed his hands in front of Ge Dashan and added, "Then don't blame me for being impolite!"
Before Ge Dashan could speak, Chen Fan had already swung his arm.
One slap landed squarely on Ge Dashan's face.
*Slap!*
The slap was exceptionally crisp.
On the spot, Ge Dashan spun several times, seeing stars.
"You... you dare to hit me!"
"I..."
"*Slap!*"
Immediately after, Chen Fan delivered another slap.
Then, gripping Ge Dashan's collar, he went to work with both hands.
In a short while, Ge Dashan's mouth was bleeding, and his face was bruised and swollen...
That's right, Chen Fan dared to hit him, and he dared to beat him severely!
"I... I was wrong, please, don't hit me anymore!"
Ge Dashan couldn't take it anymore and lowered his head to beg for mercy.
"I truly know I was wrong!"
Seeing this, Chen Fan smiled and scoffed, "Such little backbone?"
Ge Dashan stood stiffly, not daring to move.
"*Slap!*"
The slapping continued.
"Where's that arrogance from earlier?" Chen Fan asked.
"Gone... gone!"
When Ge Dashan could no longer bear it, his knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground.
"Little brother, I truly know I was wrong, please don't hit me anymore!"
"If you keep hitting me, my teeth will fall out!"
Hearing this, everyone else gasped, "That's too ruthless."
"Remember my name, I am Chen Fan!"
"If anyone disagrees with me, you can submit your resignation immediately!"
Chen Fan stopped, pulled over a chair, and sat down.
Now, the security guards were all respectful to Chen Fan, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.
"Yes, yes... Brother Fan!"
Just like that, Chen Fan subdued everyone in the security department.
Chen Fan then added, "Those whose faces aren't injured, go out on patrol. Those who are, go buy some ice to apply!"
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Now, these people were meek and timid, not daring to say a single harsh word.
They quickly followed Chen Fan's instructions.
Their current state made Chen Fan chuckle, perfectly embodying the saying, "Those who bring trouble upon themselves deserve it!"
They truly had it coming.
By the afternoon, a commotion suddenly erupted outside.
"This is Bingqing Cosmetics Company!"
"Brothers, grab your weapons, smash this place for me!"
"Smash it hard, and I'll take responsibility for anything that happens!"
"Get it!"
The leader was a bald man, thin and gaunt, with a face resembling a monkey.
He carried a baseball bat, and beside him were over twenty men, all similarly armed.
The patrolling security guards at the entrance were shocked. They quickly returned to the security department to report to Chen Fan, stammering, "Bro... Brother Fan, it's bad, people with weapons are here causing trouble, and they're threatening to smash the company. What do you think..."
Chen Fan glanced at the surveillance monitors on his desk. Indeed, there were many people gathered at the entrance. He sighed helplessly. So many problems right after taking this position?
If he had known, he would have been better off as a salesperson!
Damn it...
Chen Fan said, "Let's go take a look!"
The security guards were stunned. "Bro... Brother Fan, there are too many of them, we might not be their match, and they look like they're from the underworld, likely with a boss behind them. We can't afford to offend them!"
"Yeah!"
"Let's go!" Chen Fan ignored their rambling, his tone leaving no room for doubt.
The few security guards had no choice but to follow, their hearts pounding...