My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 631

Everyone hastily rescued the receptionists and shut the door to the office area. The office was separated from the reception area with a glass wall, so everyone could currently see the landlord furiously trashing everything and splashing paint outside. The receptionists’ sobs kept echoing in everyone’s heads.

The two receptionists were very upset and scared as they wept, having been splashed with paint. Everyone grew even more frightened as they watched what unfurled in the office. Sophia would probably have yet another stack of resignation letters on her desk tomorrow; who would want to work in a place where their safety couldn’t be guaranteed?

Soon, the landlord began to smash the glass wall ferociously; everyone could see every bit of dementedness in his face. They huddled in a group as their fear reached a fever peak, afraid that the landlord would smash the glass door at any moment and charge in to kill them.

Sophia had a cold gaze as she glanced at the terrifying landlord and his bunch of goons. A cold smile revealed itself on her face.

The landlord had only been smashing away for a few minutes when a huge group of people in black suddenly charged into the space. They were all dressed in black suits and sunglasses as they came surging in like a flood, forming line after line by the door. Dozens of blank faces stared at the landlord and men as they smashed their surroundings.

The landlord and his goons were dumbstruck by this. They had no idea where all these men in black popped up from, but they could tell with a glance that they weren’t any ordinary people.

The sudden arrival of protection made everyone’s eyes lit up. They wiped their tears and looked at these cold men in black.

The landlord and the goons he brought certainly didn’t dare to continue their destruction with this many imposing people around. The landlord forced himself to pretend to be calm and recalled the words that the person had said to him; if he was going to smash things up, he should go all in. In fact, he shouldn’t be afraid if he brought others to help. Sophia and her employees wouldn’t dare to lay a finger on him. If they did, someone would naturally sue them on his behalf and bankrupt Stanley’s company.

Remembering that he had a strong backer, the landlord puffed himself up and questioned the people in black. “Who are you?” he yelled in a shrill voice.

The leader of those men took a step forward and brandished the pistol by his hip. “We’re part of the underworld,” he said coldly.

 

out the window and saw many cars parked at the foot of the building. He hastily pulled out his phone to call the police. “Hello, police? Save me! I’m being surrounded by some underworld guys. They have guns! Please hurry over, and here’s the address… Please come

as he pointed at Sophia before pointing at the group of

to him; even if Sophia did suffer a lot, there was no escaping

her company was simply awaiting

words ‘underworld’ and ‘done for’, they felt their vision

been working hard for so long, but their work had been stolen just as they were about to see the fruits of their labor. To

stood there basking in his jubilation. As long as he

a standstill; the employees peered out through the glass wall, while the men from the underworld blocked off the door. Meanwhile, the landlord and his goons stood there in a puddle of paint. The entire lobby was in disarray, and everything that could be broken was already smashed on the ground. The landlord waited for the men in black to run with their tails between their legs, and he would be able to continue shattering everything by then. To his surprise, the men remained there, unmoving and silent. They

his chest, and he instinctively tightened his grip on his stick. Those without bats or sticks of their own tightened their holds on their paint buckets so that they could be used as weapons in a pinch. Everyone shrank back into a corner, creating some distance between

were mobsters around, and they soon squeezed their way past the

This company

at the landlord and his goons, who all had sticks or paint buckets in

company, and he has constantly terrorized our employees. Every time we made a report, he would flee. I had no choice but to hire a group of actors to pretend to

gun and pulled the trigger. A jet of water blasted out of it, hitting the landlord square in the

onto his feet. “Officer, they were the ones who

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