"You guys are you, I'll keep an eye on the door!"

The two dilapidated iron doors that were barely falling off at the entrance of the factory made a sour sound, and Zhang Chao closed them from outside.

Xiong Chumo, who was standing next to Zhang Chao, shouted with concern: "Wang Lang, try not to cause trouble."

With Wang Xinlong's entry, Meng Shengle, He Jiawei, Li Xinyuan and Jiang Ming were instantly excited, and several people chased a group of young people in the society to run around the factory like chopping vegetables and melons.

It’s not that I’m boasting, except for the lack of combat effectiveness of Li Xinyuan and Jiang Ming, any of the remaining three of them can beat these guys up to no temper when they are alone. It feels like an NBA star playing referee, and there is no suspense at all.

Seeing that the battle situation became more and more intense, Chen Kai pulled my sleeves out of the motorcycle and tried to persuade me: "Brother Wang, don't beat them anymore. Injure them. We have to pay for the money. We are hurting us. It's our own thing."

For fear that they would fight indiscriminately, they would ruin the good wine that Chen Kai claimed to have been covered with for more than ten years. I hugged the wine jar and stepped aside, and asked Chen Kai: "Brother Kai, are you sure you notarized all the procedures of the factory for me, Brother Jie?"

"It's notarized. Apart from a few special procedures, the factory actually belongs to you now." Chen Kai said with a very honest heart: "Brother, listen to my advice and don't fight anymore. The people of Tianyu Group have different relationships with the leaders of Zengcheng District."

"Since the factory is already ours, I promise that nothing will happen. Even if they are beaten to death today, we will be responsible." I turned my neck twice and said in a deep voice: "Brother Kai, please call the police and say someone has entered the house and robbed him."

"Ah?" Chen Kai was a little confused for a moment, rubbed his palms and said, "Brother, I have used this method, but it has no effect. The speed of police dispatch is very slow. It usually takes half an hour to happen. When I come, I ask a few words of transcripts, and those sluts will still dare to come next time."

"Don't hesitate, fight." I smiled openly.

Chen Kai called the police before, but he didn't have to think about it and knew that it was definitely the people of Tianyu Group who took advantage of it and left swaggeringly, but today is different. As long as I don't nod, none of these basket balls claimed to be Tianyu Group's project development department could be out.

I asked Chen Kai to call the police, but in fact I just wanted to paralyze the other party. The person who asked Tianyu Group to sit behind the scenes mistakenly thought that we were suffering another loss. According to the normal psychology of people, the party who took advantage would never call the police.

As long as Tianyu Group takes it lightly, I will have enough time to make the group of ponies collapse. And even if the police come over afterwards, they will definitely not be able to pick up any words of reason. We have called the police and tried our best to seek help. They are the first to neglect their duties.

Yu Jiajie also whispered: "Blow on Old Chen, although Langdi is not old, his brain is much more flexible than us."

"I'll kill you!" Just as we agreed, a little pony snatched a handful of pieces and waved towards us with a ferocious expression.

"Bang!"

A long leg stretched out from my side. Old Hei Yang Jiefang, who had been squatting beside the bonfire all night, suddenly jumped over, clenched his fists across his chest like an ADHD patient, and his legs were trembling like epilepsy, squirting saliva and squirting, whimpering: "The old saying is right, chicken madman wants to lay eggs, and people madman wants to be fucked! When I hit my boss in front of me, how can I be tired of working?"

Before Yang Jiefang's lines were finished, a piece of wooden plaque directly hit his face with a "bang!"

Lao Hei was caught off guard and covered his face and stepped backwards. He didn't pay attention to the stones behind him. He was tripped and sat on the ground with his butt. Another young man rushed up with panting and slapped the wooden plaster and smashed Lao Hei twice.

"I'm so silly, hit my mount in front of me!" I grabbed a brick from the ground, grabbed the collar of the little pony boy who was attacking Yang Jiefang from behind, pulled him back, and then a brick was "splitting" on his face.

The young man's nose was instantly broken, and a few of his front teeth fell off. He fell to the ground with a "screaming" sound, rolling back and forth in pain.

I kicked him and raised my neck and shouted at the distance: "Dalong, Jiawei, you two are a little slow. If you really can't do it, just exchange Xiaochao in. They don't do it much, and they eat a lot!"

Wang Xinlong, who was swaying a young man, was splattering his big ears, looked up at me, and shouted immediately: "Boss, one minute, at most one minute, I'll let them kneel neatly in front of you!"

He Jiawei, who had always been unrighteous to speak, did not respond, but took off the belt, took out the neck of a pair of horsemen like a livestock, pressed it down hard, and kicked the other person's face with a "kick" on the upper, scolding and scolding: "Grass-mud horse, kneel down!"

The quietest part of the audience was Meng Shengle. He almost didn't make any noise, but he was really not idle in his hands. He held the big spring and stabbed him directly on his thigh when he caught someone. Among the unlucky guys lying on the ground, at least three of the five were fucked by him.

With a cigarette, the battle in the yard came to an end. There were glass stubbles and machetes everywhere. The size of fists was soaked in red blood everywhere like blooming plum blossoms. The scene was not as shocking, but it was particularly uncomfortable.

A few little pony boys with blood on their faces knelt in front of me in a row of groans.

With the jumping bonfire, I glanced at the few people, frowned and said, "Come on, listen to my order, take out all your phones."

In today's Internet era where machines are always on hand, even beggars know that they have a QR code on their necks, so I have no doubt that these young men in society don't have phone calls.

Hearing my words, the little ponyboys kneeling in the row looked at each other a few times, but no one moved.

Wang Xinlong kicked the young man who was leading the team and scolded him viciously: "You're not fucking me to scold me, right?"

"Talk too much!" Meng Shengle spat, grabbed a young man's collar with his left hand, pulled him up like a radish, and grabbed the slug in his right hand and poked it on his arm with a cold smile: "Don't use a cell phone, right? Then your arm is useless."

"Yes! Brother, I do!" The young man's facial features were distorted and he roared hysterically.

In less than half a minute, several social men took out their cell phones in a neat manner and looked at me in horror.

I secretly raised my thumbs to Meng Shengle with satisfaction, cleared my throat and said, "I'll give you two lines. I dare not give me the face of Tianyu Group. This is the end. Then turn on the video mode, you guys take pictures of each other, and after taking pictures, I'll post to my Moments. Do you understand?"

After saying that, I looked at the thin black young man who was leading the team again and hooked his finger at him: "Brother, come on, I'll talk to you a few private words."

The young man stood up tremblingly, covering his thigh that had been stabbed by Meng Shengle before, and kept panting and defending: "Brother, I don't know how to see Taishan. Please let me go. I'm just a younger brother who uses money to do things. I really don't know."

Yang Jiefang slapped him in the face and scolded him in a state of staring at the bull's eyes: "I'm so talking nonsense, have you asked?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." The young man nodded and bowed his head wildly.

I asked him: "Who can you contact the three brothers of the Guo family? Or who is your leader?"

The young man swallowed his mouth and explained quickly: "It's Brother Shu, the god of war in Tianyu Zheng Qingshu. I'm having dinner with Brother Shu. It's also the order given by Brother Shu tonight."

"Zheng Qingshu?" I turned my neck and looked at Yu Jiajie.

My understanding of Tianyu Group is limited to the three brothers of the Guo family. I don’t know anything about their ruthless people.

"Zheng Qingshu is a character." Yu Jiajie thought for a while and gave a concise comment.

After all, I was still in front of outsiders, so I couldn't let Yu Jiajie sit down and cross-legged to talk to me about the so-called Zheng Qingshu, so I didn't ask any further questions, and looked back at the young man and said, "Brother, please call your brother Shu's mobile phone number."

A few seconds later, the young man carefully dialed his phone.

A low and thick male voice came from the phone: "What's wrong with Xiao Wu?"
Chapter completed!