Chapter 173 A Big Short's Prisoner

• When Leonard and Taylor walked to the first floor, they saw the entire hall was chaotic and noisy. Many employees of the Boundless Group were gathered there. “What is the specific situation?” Taylor asked the staff who stopped Leonard before. Apparently, she didn’t know much about the specific situation. Taylor had a high status in the Boundless Group. The female staff immediately showed some respect and said, “He is a vicious guy. As soon as he came in, he said he wanted to see Mr. Davis. “I told him that Mr. Davis was not here, but he didn’t believe that and wanted to force his way in, so he clashed with several security guards of our company and started fighting. “That guy was powerful. He kicked our security guards to the wall. In less than two minutes, all the dozen security guards were knocked to the ground.
• “Seeing the situation was not right, I immediately called Vincent. Vincent called all the experts left in the Dragon, Tiger, and Leopard Department, but they were still no match for him. “Now, the people in the three departments are about to be beaten to the ground. Mr. Davis is not here, and the three managers of the Dragon, Tiger, and Leopard Department have also left. What should we do?” Taylor couldn’t help but frown. Leonard stood calmly beside her. He probably understood what happened. He thought, “That man wants to see Michael, which means he knows about Michael’s power. He may have an awesome background since he dares to fight directly in Boundless Group.” At that time, the sound of beat and kick was heard from the front. A figure flew directly out of the crowd and rolled to Leonard’s feet. The hall where they were fighting was over 65 feet away from here. Kicking a person so far showed how powerful that man was. “Let’s go over and have a look.”
• Leonard immediately stepped forward and walked towards the crowd. Taylor had no choice but to follow. Seeing Taylor, many people took the initiative to get out of the way. A tall man with a shaven head was standing in the crowd. He looked like a savage. He was a muscular man with plump pectoral muscles and a thick neck. To judge a person’s strength, there was no need to look at how strong his muscles were but look at his neck. The so–called power and energy were closely linked. A thick neck meant that such a person was born with great power. Upon closer observation, it could be found that all the statues of ancient warriors had thick necks. At that moment, that man kicked a bodyguard of the Boundless Group aside and shouted, “It is said that Michael has many masters, but it turns out that they are all rubbish and do not live up to their reputation. It seems Michael himself is not very good either, which disappoints me.”