Li Junfeng and Zhang Peng obviously saw us too.

Li Junfeng walked over directly, swaying his arms, stretched out his hands and pulled my head twice.

Then he sneered and said: "You have forgotten what I told you at the gate of the fertilizer factory last time, right?"

Qian Long pushed Li Junfeng's hand away and growled with red eyes: "Who the hell are you? Try to touch my brother again!"

Li Junfeng grabbed Qian Long's neck and shouted: "You want to compete with me?"

I also reached out and grabbed Li Junfeng's clothes and shouted: "Grass Mu Ma, what do you want!"

To be honest, I am really afraid of Li Junfeng, but if he really dares to touch Qian Long, I will not let him watch. Besides, my father has paid off the money he owes Hou Laizi. If this guy doesn't stop making trouble, the worst he can do is give him a slap.

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Liu Yang, who was standing next to him, hurriedly came over to break up the fight: "Okay, crazy brother, we are all friends."

Not far away, Zhang Peng leaned in front of the BMW and said like a smiling Buddha: "Madman, brother asked us to calm things down instead of making trouble."

Li Junfeng pushed Qian Long away, pointed at my nose and threatened: "When I free up some time, let's make an appointment to have a nice chat."

Qian Long spat disdainfully and cursed: "I'm talking about the city gate building, and you're talking about the bad guy, we are on the same level, aren't we? If you really feel that you are awesome, you don't have to change your life, just here, you and I

, let’s do it one on one! The kind that calls you daddy if you lose, do you want to come?”

"Fuck me!" Li Junfeng raised his leg and kicked Qian Long in the stomach.

Qian Long dodged to the side, dodged deftly, rounded his arms, and hit Li Junfeng's nose with a "bang" fist. Li Junfeng took two steps back in pain, covered his nose with one hand, and picked up half of it from the ground.

brick.

Lu Popo and I also picked up an iron pipe not to be outdone.

"Stop it!" Zhang Peng came over, grabbed Li Junfeng's waist, pointed his other hand at us and frowned: "You guys should stop it too!"

Li Junfeng struggled and cursed: "Zhang Peng, let me go!"

Zhang Peng turned around and hit Li Junfeng in the chest with his elbow. Li Junfeng groaned and squatted on the ground for a long time, unable to stand up.

Then Zhang Peng grabbed Li Junfeng's collar and lifted it up, and said with a fierce expression: You don't know what you are here for, do you? How about I call my elder brother and you chat with him?

After saying that, Zhang Peng ran towards the entrance of the construction site with his hands in his pockets. Li Junfeng glared at a few of us viciously and followed him with his head hanging down.

Liu Yang looked at us with a grimace and said, "Lang Lang, Your Majesty, I'm not telling you..."

Qian Long frowned and interrupted directly: "Then don't say anything. When will you start working?"

Liu Yang sighed, raised his wrist, glanced at his watch and said, "Wait a minute, I'm going to get the guy's posture, and I'll call a bulldozer to follow us."

When Liu Yang walked away, I turned to look at Qian Long and asked, "Are you okay?"

Qian Long wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "He is a hammer. One-on-one, I can beat him to the point where he will kneel on the ground and call daddy."

Although Qian Long's words were somewhat bragging, it was not impossible.

This guy has been scared since he was a child. Even though he is short and small, he always has the energy to fight with others.

When he was in the first year of junior high school, he got into a fight with a third-year junior high student, and he was kicked all over his head. As a result, he went to the third-year junior high student's house and blocked the door for a week. In the end, he was so scared that the third-year junior high student transferred to another school.

A few minutes later, Liu Yang held a few pickaxe handles and a few helmets and gave them to us respectively, and then said with a dry smile: "My uncle thinks that I shout for too few people, so he is not willing to equip us with a bulldozer. Let's just wander around for a while."

Come on."

I smiled and said, "You are the boss and you have the final say."

After changing our outfits, we followed the large troops and sneaked into the construction site.

The other party's leaders were Li Junfeng and Zhang Peng, but Zhang Peng's identity should be much higher than Li Junfeng's. He did not lead the team from the front at all. Instead, he and Liu Yang, his uncle, and several middle-aged men with big bellies in white shirts came from the front.

They were chatting quietly behind the scenes.

The large force quickly advanced to the front of a two-story building that was to be demolished. There were no less than thirty or forty young men standing at the door and on the roof of the building, carrying pickaxe handles and iron pipes. One of them was standing on the roof.

Shouted: "If the money is not enough, even if you call Chen Huajiao over, it will still be in vain."

Only then did I understand why Liu Yang and his uncle hired people to demolish the house, and why the "nail house" also hired people.

There are actually two types of demolition, one is like ours, and the other is called the relocation team. What we make is the developer’s money. No matter what method is used, as long as the house is knocked down, it’s OK. The relocation team makes money as a nail-biter.

It is their responsibility not to demolish the money at all costs.

The "nail households" of the past few years may really be nail households, but it is hard to say in the past two years. House prices have been so high that many unscrupulous businessmen have seen the huge profits and deliberately purchased some houses to be demolished, and then

Random construction and false reporting of square meters are used to extort developers.

Interests involve conflicts, and the gray industry of demolition teams was born.

If you think about it from another angle, the reason why housing prices are rising higher and higher cannot be said to have anything to do with these evil-minded households.

While I was thinking about it randomly, Li Junfeng and Shou Qian's group had already started working.

Although I despise Li Junfeng as a person, I have to say that this guy is definitely a good material for the mixed society. He was the first to rush up and hit the head of a social young man blocking the door with a pickaxe handle, and then followed him

The young people from the demolition team behind him were like a rushing flood, shouting and rushing towards the small building.

Shouqian's group of people were obviously not vegetarians either, and they all started smashing with their weapons.

The sky was filled with loess, accompanied by shouts and screams. The construction site was filled with screams, and pickaxe handles hit the walls and wooden doors with a continuous "dong-dong" sound. From time to time, someone could be seen with their head broken and bleeding to the end. The scene was extremely tragic.

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However, Li Junfeng's men obviously outnumbered the other party several times, and he rushed into the small building without much effort. Following a burst of smashing and roaring, the people from the relocation team began to run out one after another. After a while,

Li Junfeng stood on the roof of the second floor and shouted: "Zhang Peng, let the bulldozers come over!"

Two bulldozers rolled over with a "rumbling" sound.

Li Junfeng ran down from the roof of the building, threw away the safety helmet on his head, and shouted to the people behind him: "Work harder and finish the work before dark. I will discuss with the boss and give each person an extra two hundred yuan."

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"Crazy brother is awesome!"

"Brother Madman is mighty!"

When they heard that "wages were to be raised," the demolition team, composed of about a hundred young people from society, started shouting.

Qian Long rolled his eyes and spat a mouthful of brown sticky phlegm on the clothes of a young man in front of us: "Bah, what a stinking chicken."

With ruthless people like Li Junfeng taking the lead, in less than a morning, more than half of the dozen or so nail-biting households were demolished. We were also happy and relaxed, following behind to chat when it was time to chat and crack melon seeds when it was time to do so.

If I had known that I could make money so easily, I should have called Yang Chen and Da Jun over to give them an extra thousand yuan.

At this moment, something unexpected happened ahead, and Li Junfeng, who had been fighting through obstacles all morning, was blocked in front of a bungalow.

Different from the previous "movement guards" hired, there are two people blocking the door of this bungalow, a middle-aged man in his fifties, sitting in a wheelchair, and a woman in her forties sitting half-sitting on the ground.

One leg was obviously disabled, and there were more than a dozen men and women standing on the roof, basically all old people and children.

The middle-aged man sat lazily in a wheelchair and said to the menacing Li Junfeng and his group: "Young man, please go back. My wife and I both have heart disease. The youngest of the old people upstairs is seventy years old. Do you want to touch us?"

You can’t afford to pay for your fingers.”

Li Junfeng glared and cursed, but he didn't move forward rashly.

When the demolition team and the relocation team met, they beat you to death and broke their heads. There was nothing wrong with that. After all, they were all paid to do things. But if they beat up the elderly or children, the boss would definitely not cause any trouble.

Use money to help with things.
Chapter completed!