Immediately, they shamelessly rushed towards Jiang Yimei.

Hitting him is fine, but hitting his woman is practically suicide.

Lin Congzhi clenched his fists tightly, channeled power into his feet, and felt an unprecedented surge of strength throughout his body.

This was provoked; it was this group of people who forced him to act. Don't blame him for being ruthless.

He rushed forward, blocking the four men in black, and suddenly raised his huge fist and threw a punch.

With a loud bang, a sea of ​​blood gushed from the chest of the leading man in black, causing him to stagger backward in pain.

Then he raised another leg and kicked it out.

Although the man in black reacted quickly, he was still hit and sent flying backward.

The remaining two men in black rushed over without hesitation, trying to tackle him to the ground, lock his limbs, and brutally beat him.

Lin Congzhi prevented their plot from succeeding, so he stepped back and created distance.

After dodging one of the men in black, he immediately raised his foot, spun 360 degrees, and kicked another man in black who was pouncing from the side in the face.

"Waaah!"

The man in black grunted, his face nearly twisted from the kick, and he spat out a mouthful of saliva before quickly collapsing to the side.

Lin Congzhi pulled back his foot and attacked the man in black who had missed him earlier.

The lone man in black was no match for the powerful Lin Congzhi and was severely beaten.

After the second wave of attacks, the men in black were almost completely out of fighting strength.

Guo Shuya stared at this scene in disbelief, speechless.

The next moment, her heart began to pound, and she felt uneasy.

If you can't kill your enemy, your enemy will kill you.

It's a perfectly normal natural phenomenon; she wanted to run away.

She took a step and walked towards the door with a look of panic on her face.

Did I tell you to leave?

As Lin Congzhi straightened his clothes, he asked indifferently, his eyes revealing a sharp killing intent.

A chill ran down Guo Shuya's spine; she knew this was coming. She immediately stopped and used her father's name to pressure Lin Congzhi, hoping he would let her go: "What do you want? Let me tell you, I'm the chairman's daughter!"

Lin Congzhi hated threats more than anything in his life.

"Even if your father were here today, I would still dare to hit him, let alone a little brat like you?"

His tone was disdainful, and he was extremely angry, like a powder keg about to explode.

Guo Shuya never expected that even her own father couldn't control Lin Congzhi in her own company.

Now she panicked: "If you dare to lay a hand on me, I'll call the police."

"Call the police? Who started it?" Lin Congzhi raised his icy eyes, which were like thorns as he stared at the terrified Guo Shuya, his eyes blazing with fury. "Even if I beat you into a pig's head right here, it would be self-defense!"

Guo Shuya took a few steps back in fright.

It was terrifying; that look in his eyes was as if he wanted to tear her to pieces or nail her to the wall.

Is this a demon? Why is it so ferocious?

Her legs went weak and her body trembled. She could no longer muster her courage and begged for mercy in a low voice, tears streaming down her face: "Please, please let me go. I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong!"

Lin Congzhi turned to look at Jiang Yimei, who was hiding in the corner, looking terrified and pitiful, his eyes full of affection: "Yimei, go over there and slap her twice!"

This low, hoarse gasp made Jiang Yimei, whose emotions were still not calm, tremble.

Lin Congzhi usually called her "General Manager Jiang", "Jiang Yimei", or "Little Girl". The name "Yimei" was used very rarely.