"Stop! What do you think you're doing?"
Two security guards, seeing the one at the gate had been knocked unconscious, blocked their path.
"Which floor is your president, Yang Xinyi, on?" Jiang Yu asked arrogantly.
"Who are you people? Get out of here right now, or we're calling the police," one of the guards shouted.
"Ade, get them."
Ade stepped forward. As the two security guards charged, he struck out left and right. With two loud THUDS, the guards collapsed to the ground, limp and unconscious.
"Ade, you're being too gentle. How is that supposed to have a threatening effect?"
Jiang Yu kicked aside the two unconscious guards blocking his path and strode inside. More security guards surged out from the building, but they were all beaten to the ground.
"We're here to make a statement, not to pick a fight. But if anyone isn't afraid to die, feel free to step up!" Jiang Yu bellowed to the crowd.
