The drunk white man found that Iva Beard ignored him and shook hands with a yellow man, and he became angry and shouted:
"Iva Beard, you bastard, are you tired of living? How dare you ignore my existence?
And this damn yellow monkey, how did you get into our factory? Where is the security guard? Damn bastard, kick him out. "
As early as when he came out, the guards around had already noticed this drunkard. Seeing him walking towards Fang Lang with a bad tone, the guards would not sit idly by and surrounded him.
Unfortunately, this guy was obviously drunk and didn't pay any attention to the situation around him. He just walked straight towards Iva Beard and Fang Lang.
It turned out that the guards were just on guard to prevent the drunk from hurting the boss, but when this guy made racist remarks, one of the guards pulled out his pistol without hesitation and shot the strong man in the knee.
The opponent's right knee was smashed directly. The drunk who lost the support of his right leg fell heavily to the ground with a bang. He did not cry out in pain at the first time, but shook his head, as if he did not understand why he fell.
He tried to get up from the ground with his hands, and he didn't know if it was because he touched his broken knee that he felt the pain in his knee.
Suddenly, a cry similar to that of a wounded wild beast was heard!
...
...
"ah!……"
His reaction, which had been somewhat slow due to drunkenness, finally recovered a little, but only slightly, and he was still roaring:
"Ah! Bastard, you're dead! I'm going to kill you."
He howled and raised his head with his hands, trying to see clearly who dared to hurt him like this. But as soon as he raised his head, his eyes turned red, not sure whether it was because of drunkenness or pain, and he saw a huge shoe sole coming straight towards him.
With a "bang", his fat face came into contact with the sole of the shoe at a negative distance. He clearly felt the sound of his nose bone breaking, and then two streams of warm air spurted out of his nostrils.
At the same time, the whole body of the person was kicked from a prone position to the ground on his back, and the back of his head came into close contact with the solid concrete floor.
Then the drunk white man felt a black screen before his eyes and completely lost consciousness.
The sudden sound of gunfire startled everyone in the factory. Everyone's eyes involuntarily looked over here. Three security guards in uniforms holding pistols ran out of the guard room near the side door.
But before the other party could get close, several guards stepped forward and stated their identities. After confirming the identities of the guards, the security guards retracted their weapons and retreated back to the guard room under the escort of the guards.
Considering that there were weapons in the security room, two guards went directly into the guard room and temporarily controlled the security guards in the guard room.
Most people panicked and began to hide away from the gunshots, or closed their doors and hid in a safe place.
In particular, most of the German technicians who came from Germany, probably because they had experienced the war, began to look for shelters very consciously and hid themselves in places they thought were safe.
This obvious lack of security made many local Brazilians sneer, they obviously could not understand the fear of gunfire of these people who had experienced real war.
There were even more Brazilian workers who were ignorant of the situation and actually wanted to come over to see the excitement. Even after being driven away by the guards standing guard on all sides, they were still reluctant to leave and hid in the distance, watching from afar.
Iva Beard, who was shaking hands and talking with Fang Lang, was frightened by the sudden gunshot and trembled all over. Fortunately, Fang Lang, who was shaking hands with him, patted the back of his right hand calmly and said:
“Don’t be nervous, my guards may have overreacted.
Can you find a place to sit down and have a cup of tea?"
Upon hearing this, Iva Beard glanced at Fang Lang in shock, and soon his eyes glanced at the drunk white man who was being kicked to the ground by a tall guard.
He saw the other party lying on his back in a very awkward posture, with his legs bent and pressed under his fat body. The knee of one of his legs was already a bloody mess, with blood gushing out, and the whole ground had been dyed red.
The white drunk had already fallen into a coma.
Two strong men in suits picked up the unconscious drunk and dragged him away from the scene like a sack.
A long trail of blood was left on the ground, and the scene made Iva Beard swallow hard.
This sturdy white man is his fellow villager, a guy who came here from Germany with him. Because he relied on Homero Wenger, he was appointed as the warehouse supervisor some time ago. When he was still the workshop director, he often drank with him.
But ever since he was kicked by Homero Wenger to work as a warehouse keeper, he didn't know if it was because of Homero Wenger's instructions, but he always found ways to torture himself every day and completely forgot about the friendship between his compatriots.
Although I hate him very much, but seeing him like this, I feel complicated, a little happy and a little sad.
When he looked at his young boss who was still smiling at him, Iva Beard swallowed hard and said:
"Boss, I'm always available!"
Seeing that the other party seemed to be frightened by this scene, Fang Lang stepped forward and patted the other party on the shoulder and said:
"Don't be nervous, my guards are not thugs, they are elite soldiers who have received rigorous training, and they treated this guy like this because of his racist remarks.
I am a very reasonable person. I will definitely respect those who respect me in the same way.
Anyone who looks down on me will pay the price, and I think this gentleman must have deeply experienced the price of looking down on me.
And those who are my enemies..."
At this point, Fang Lang seemed a little hesitant, unsure of how he should express himself. After thinking carefully, he finally gave up helplessly and said:
"Well! Those who are my enemies don't live long."
Iva Beard was choked by Fang Lang's words and didn't know how to respond for a moment. But he also realized from Fang Lang's attitude towards him that Fang Lang didn't seem to have any ill will towards him.
Although he didn't understand how the other party knew his name or why he wanted to see him, he still forced himself to calm down and looked again with a little trepidation in the direction where the drunk white man was dragged away.
Somewhat nervously,
"I hope he's okay!"
Fang Lang looked at Iva Beard in front of him with some surprise, thinking that this guy wouldn't be a saint! However, he would not let go of the person who made racist remarks to him just because the guy in front of him couldn't bear it.
So I said nonchalantly:
"Don't worry! He'll be fine!
My people will take him to see God! I hope God can forgive his sins. "
Iva Beard had seemed to relax a little after hearing the previous words, but the following words grabbed his heart and almost made him lose his breath.
Looking at the calm young man in front of me, I broke out in a cold sweat for no reason, as if the person in front of me was no longer my boss, but a devil.
Fang Lang was not originally so violent, but what happened at the Porsche factory today had indeed accumulated enough anger in his heart. If he could not vent it, he was worried that it would be difficult for him to sleep peacefully tonight.
Unfortunately, the sturdy man bumped into Fang Lang's gun.
Fang Lang just wanted to use this guy to establish his authority, so that the Germans in the factory would recognize their position and stop having any inappropriate thoughts.
As for Homero Wenger's actions, it just gave Fang Lang the opportunity to swallow up Porsche's German capital. After all, the other party's behavior can be regarded as the Germans tearing up the agreement.
In addition, Porsche secretly took the Tiger tank research and development data from Germany and smuggled it out of Germany in the joint venture data. As a member of the Allies, Brazil can make its own punishment.
Fang Lang believed that this behavior must have been supported by Porsche of Germany. He had the leverage over Porsche of Germany in his hand, so he was not worried that the other party would not comply.
When the time comes, if I execute Homero Wenger and others, not only will the German side not protest, they may even be grateful to me for helping them silence them.
Of course, before silencing these people, Fang Lang must ensure that Porsche Germany will take the initiative to transfer the other party's shares to him. In this way, the Porsche factory in Sao Paulo will completely become a wholly-owned enterprise of Fangyuan Group.
Iva Beard obviously couldn't understand Fang Lang's inner thoughts. He just felt a little cold all over and didn't know how to continue communicating with Fang Lang. He could only keep drawing a cross in front of himself and praying.
Seeing this, Fang Lang smiled and shook his head, patted the other person on the shoulder and said:
"Let's go talk somewhere else."
After saying that, he turned around and left. Iva Beard glanced at Fang Lang's back, then looked at the bloodstains on the ground that had not yet dried, and made the sign of the cross in front of him again.
He didn't catch up until Fang Lang had walked more than ten meters away.
Fang Lang heard the hurried footsteps coming from behind, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he continued walking forward without looking back.
When he arrived at the factory's office building, he found that there were several more cars parked downstairs. It was obvious that the people from the investigation department had arrived. He didn't say much, but just walked upstairs to the office building.
Iva Beard, who was following behind him, also followed closely behind Fang Lang. It was Fang Lang's first time to come to the Porsche office building in São Paulo, and he didn't know which office to find. He took a look at the situation in the office building and it was obvious that everyone else was very busy.
He could only look back at Iva Beard behind him and said:
"Do you know where the general manager's office is?"
Iva Beard, who was somewhat confused by the loud noise in the office building, was stunned when he heard this. He looked at his boss in surprise. After making sure that the other party really didn't know where the general manager's office was, he nodded numbly.
Fang Lang didn't bother to care about the other party's thoughts and said directly:
"Then you lead the way for me!"
Seeing the other party standing there looking around, he couldn't help but urge him:
"What are you looking at? Lead the way!"
To be honest, it was not Iva Beard's fault that he looked around nervously. After all, the office building was full of armed guards who were accompanying another group of unfamiliar people in searching everywhere.
This left Iva Beard a little overwhelmed and he didn't understand what was going on.
Hearing Fang Lang's urging, he hurriedly came to his senses and nodded:
"Okay! Okay!"
Then he walked to Fang Lang's side with a little nervousness, spread his arm and pointed in the direction of the stairs, motioning Fang Lang to go upstairs. Fang Lang was no longer polite and strode upstairs.
As soon as he turned to the second floor, he saw Homero Wenger and others being escorted by two investigation department personnel at the corner of the stairs. When the investigation department personnel and guards saw Fang Lang, they all stood at attention and saluted.
Homero Wenger also took the opportunity to look up, and saw Iva Bird who was accompanying Fang Lang at a glance, which made his eyes instantly flash with a cold light.
If looks could kill, Ivar Beard would have been shot to death by thousands of arrows.
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