In the courtyard of the beer warehouse, as Huang Shuo's group of children began to sign the order, a group of stevedores who were hired also began to load wine on the trolley, pushing it outside one by one, and the young people who pulled the wine also began to load wine into the car they hired.

At the registration desk, after signing the contract, a young man took the bill of lading given by Huang Shuo, leaned forward, and said in a low voice: "Dude, I have a relative in my family, who is from the industrial and commercial office in the town, and he has already helped me say hello to several supermarkets and restaurants over there, you can only pull fifty cases of beer this time, I can't send it when I go back, be accommodating, let me pull a hundred boxes and go!"

"No, my brother said, a person can only pull a maximum of fifty boxes, we have to control the cost and risk, only those who get the first few times to get back quickly, next time you can get more goods! Huang Shuo replied selflessly.

", we've been buddies for many years, you still can't trust me? So, I'm here with my friend today, and I'll use his ID card to pull another fifty boxes, okay?" ”

"Tsk!"

When Huang Shuo heard this, he immediately clicked his lips: "What's the quality?"

"Let me tell you, that girl is so energetic, she pretends to be purer than mineral water, screams louder than an ambulance, and sprays more than a fire truck!

"What's the girl's name?" Huang Shuo asked with a fluttering heart when he heard this.

"Zhang Wenjuan!"

"Who?!" Huang Shuo was stunned when he heard this.

"Zhang Wenjuan, the famous big broken shoes in the city, it's easy to contact. The friend continued.

"Get out of your father's basket! Get out of here! Get out of here! There's not a box!" Huang Shuo scolded in a sad tone after hearing Zhang Wenjuan's name.

"What's wrong? I remember that you weren't like this before, why are you still learning so seriously now?" The friend didn't know about the matter between Huang Shuo and Zhang Wenjuan at all, blinked his eyes, and asked in a confused way.

"Serious uncle, don't you fucking know what my relationship with Zhang Wenjuan is?!" Huang Shuo was directly anxious.

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At the same time, Er Biao had already squeezed to the outermost part of the crowd, and after hearing Huang Shuo's roar, he clenched the circlip knife wrapped in his chest, and was about to squeeze inside.

"Er Biao! I'm here!" At the same time, the friend who called Er Biao over also saw him, reached out and patted his arm, and then grinned: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, why don't you come over and say hello to me?"

"Stay away from me. Er Biao saw his friend greeting him, and stretched out his hand to push the other party.

"Oh, don't make trouble, hurry up and queue up, there are a lot of people here today, if we don't hurry up and queue up, maybe when we can load the car, I just borrowed a pickup truck from a friend, let's pull 30 cases of beer first, go out to try the water, if it is easy to sell, come again in the afternoon, pull away a hundred boxes." Erbiao's friend is a very pragmatic person, standing next to him and explaining seriously.

"I'll tell you to stay away from me, can't you hear?" Er Biao saw his friend standing beside him chattering, and glared at the other party again, he said this because he was afraid that he would do something in a while, and it would affect this friend, but he really wouldn't have anything to say.

"What do you mean? Er Biao? I took you to make money, and I made a mistake? Are you trying to get rid of me?" Er Biao's friend was scolded twice, and he was also a little angry.

"Stay away from me, save the blood on your body!" Er Biao finished speaking with his neck strained and squeezed directly into the crowd.

"Hey, line up behind you, don't pull the calf!" Huang Shuo, who was sitting behind the registration desk, vaguely heard the quarrel behind him, shouted at the top of his voice, and after handing the bill of lading that had just been opened to a young man, he pulled out a contract again: "Who should be next?"

"Me!" A young man who had been queuing for a long time heard this and walked forward quickly: "Where can I sign it?"

"Fill in the number of wines you want to pull, up to fifty cases, and then in the following place, fill in your ID information and contact information. Huang Shuo pointed to the content of the contract and introduced it to the young man seriously.

"Bang!"

At the moment when the young man lowered his head and picked up the pen, Er Biao in the back pressed the young man's head with his left hand, and directly pulled him aside, and his right hand directly pulled out the fruit knife, and pierced Huang Shuo's neck, during the whole process, Er Biao didn't say a word, and he shot to kill people, whether he had the courage to kill, no one knew this, but at this time, he had definitely slipped away, plus he had been holding back the fire for a day, and there were signs of mental illness, so his thinking was completely out of control of his mind.

"Holy!" At the same time as Er Biao pulled out the knife, Zhang Ao next to Huang Shuo was the first to react, and in a hurry, he also pressed Huang Shuo's brain and pushed him out.

"Bang dang!"

Huang Shuo was caught off guard, and even the person and the chair were pushed down together.

"Poof!"

Er Biao's knife came suddenly, pierced directly into Zhang Ao's arm, and began to bleed.

"Hulala!"

When the crowd gathered around the registration desk saw this scene, they dispersed to prevent themselves from being injured by mistake.

"Little B cub, do you still know me!" Er Biao saw that he didn't stab Huang Shuo with a knife, and overturned the registration table like a mad dog, and stabbed Huang Shuo again before he could get up.

"!"

Huang Shuo fell to the ground, and saw Er Biao running towards him with a knife, rolling around on the ground, trying to dodge, but his movements were still a little slower, and while resisting, the back of his hand was also scratched.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ao then kicked on Er Biao's shoulder and kicked him back more than two meters away.

"Damn, B! With your physique, why are you still playing with me to go to the meeting?!" Huang Shuo jumped up from the ground, carried a chair, and smashed it directly on Er Biao's head.

"Bang!"

Er Biao dodged sideways, was smashed on the shoulder by a chair, and stumbled.

"Xiao Shuo, don't be!" Yang Dong on the other side saw that Huang Shuo was fighting with someone, and immediately waved his hand at Lin Tianchi and Luo Han: "Pull people away, hurry up!"

"Xiao Shuo, what's wrong?" At the same time, Ma Siyan, who was directing the workers to load wine into the car he brought from the warehouse, saw the commotion on Huang Shuo's side, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"I'm friends with Huang Shuo!him for me!" Huang Shuo got up from the ground with bloody hands, pointed at Er Biao and shouted.

"Hulala!"

Huang Shuo's words, like a deep water **, set off a boiling in the crowd, and the people who came to pull the wine today are basically all Huang Shuo's friends, even if they don't know Huang Shuo, they are all brought by Huang Shuo's friends, so after everyone reacted to what was going on, they surrounded Er Biao in an instant.

"Fuck your mother! Get out of here! Whoever touches me will be killed by you!" Er Biao hadn't slept all night, and he hadn't eaten the day before, and his body was extremely weak at the moment, and he had just moved a few times, and his head was already covered with sweat, but his eyes were extremely hideous.

"Fuck you! There are dozens of us, can we still scare you as a fool!" Ma Siyan in the crowd was carrying a wine bottle in his hand, and in the roar, the wine bottle in his hand was rounded, and he slammed it on Er Biao's head.

"Bang!

The debris splashed, and there was blood on Er Biao's head, and then more than 20 young people in the surrounding society, after Ma Siyan fired a cannon, hula surrounded him, and began to surround Er Biao with flying feet, almost instantly engulfing him.

"Okay! don't fight!" Yang Dong looked at the group of excited people, ran over quickly, and began to drag people out, but Huang Shuo's friends were originally little bastards on the street, and fights were commonplace, once they started, they all ran up like little wolf dogs, although Yang Dong and Luo Han and Lin Tianchi kept fighting, but they couldn't stop the chaos at all.

"Fuck your mother!" In the crowd, Er Biao was kicked by everyone, like a shuttlecock floating in the air, constantly swaying from side to side, and soon became anxious, and stabbed angrily at the chest of a young man in front of him.

"Poof!"

The fruit knife in Er Biao's hand slammed into the young man's chest, and immediately pierced the other party's skin, and after the tip of the knife touched the bone, it was bent to one side, and a young man next to him stood on the other side, and he didn't see Er Biao's knife bent at all, and thought that he was piercing the person in front of him with a knife, and immediately stepped back quickly, and at the same time his voice changed his voice and howled: "Murder!!"

"Hulala!"

As the penetrating voice of the young man spread in the crowd, many young people around him who were helping the boxer were stunned and began to dodge backwards, and Er Biao also seized the opportunity, rushed out of the crowd, and ran outside.

"Fuck your uncle, bring a knife, you are so good?!" Ma Siyan saw that Er Biao was about to run, and ran to the side of a friend's private car in a few steps, and after pulling out a steel knife under the seat, he rushed up and stabbed Er Biao's back, and Er Biao had just been beaten, and he was a lot more sober at the moment, so he didn't fight back at all, but buried his head in teasing.

"Block him! Don't let him run!" Huang Shuo saw that Er Biao was about to run, and he also picked up a crowbar on the ground and chased after him, and the little guys who were close to him were all carrying guys in their hands, chasing after Er Biao and beating him violently, and when Er Biao ran to the gate of the factory, there was already a long list of shocking blood stains on the ground behind him.

Er Biao because he has been smoking things in recent days, so the weakness of his body, his physical strength is similar to a vegetative person who has just recovered, just a fight, coupled with the dozens of meters of fast running, has made his physical fitness completely reach the limit, when he ran to the factory gate, his legs have been like pouring lead, he can't take a step at all, he can only hold on to the wall next to the factory gate, his chest rises and falls violently, the lung tube is hot and painful, and his hand has been bent into "L" The shaped fruit knife stared at the crowd chasing after him: "Fuck you! Don't fucking chase me! Which of you is getting close to me! I'll fucking kill you!"

"Fuck your uncle, run to our door and dance with me with a knife and a gun, you are a JB!" Huang Shuo was not used to Er Biao at all, he held a pointed crowbar in his hand, and stabbed at Er Biao.

"Poof!"

Er Biao instinctively raised his hand to block, and a piece of meat was directly shoveled off his arm.