"Other than them, there shouldn't be anyone else."
Lin Yi spoke deeply, his expression cold.
Daring to come to his company and stir up trouble—these people truly had no small amount of audacity.
After the three walked out, the other senior executives of the company followed them, curious to find out what was going on.
At this moment, in the lobby of Lingyun Group's ground floor, four security guards had already been beaten up and were lying on the ground, faces bruised and swollen, unable to even stand.
Zhao Rongsheng and the Liu Brothers were sitting brazenly on the sofas in the lounge area, legs propped up on the coffee table, acting overly arrogant as if the place was their own living room.
"Brother Liu, with your skill levels, there are likely very few people in all of China who could defeat the two of you."
"These are just ordinary people—teaching them a lesson doesn't give us any sense of accomplishment."
