Two days later at noon.

In the construction site of Sanxin Company, the army sat in the foreman's shed to eat, and said with a sigh: "The salary has been given, right?"

"Given, given. A foreman on the left immediately replied, "I'll go to the finance and I'll spend it." ”

"Sanxin is not short of this money, and he will definitely not owe Huang. The army bit the garlic clove and said, "But I'm ...... now It feels like I'm on the wrong side...... The relationship between Lao Jia and Jiajun is very bad, and I am not very comfortable staying there...... So let's finish this job quickly, and if I can't get it right, I'll be a flash. ”

"Okay, it's no problem. Another contractor softly agreed: "Anyway, our group is with you, if you want to leave, our team will leave." ”

"Hmm. Dajun ate the noodles, lowered his head and continued: "After eating in a while, I will give you 30,000 yuan, and your ingredients from yesterday are also over." ”

These people under the army are all small items, and they are all contractors and materials, and they need to advance funds, so he himself also has a share, and the remaining few contractors also have shares.

"Are you short on money?" asked the foreman.

"Fuck, I thought I could make some money from the things I put on the show two days ago, but who knew that I didn't understand it, and I offended Lao Jia. Dajun replied in an irritated tone.

"What do you mean?" asked the fat man on the left, frowning.

"He asked me to lead people to Zhou Canhui, so can I go? What kind of physique do I have, and what kind of physique does the Zhou Group have? I'm going to move the prince of the family, and I don't know when Lao Jia will be transferred back to the headquarters...... Then I'm still in Da L?" Dajun sighed and said, "I didn't go, he may be angry...... I didn't settle the money for the show, and I'm working with Sanxin here now, so I don't care about him, otherwise he will card me with the project money, won't we be in more trouble?"

"No, then he didn't pay for it, how did the people under you get rid of it? What about the children?" asked the foreman, puzzled.

"Then how do you send it, if you don't have any money, you won't give it! It's all a bunch of little B cubs, and it's useless to use it in vain. The army didn't take it seriously and responded: "If Lao Jia settles this money later, I can be lenient." But if he doesn't tie it now, you two will help me with a little cushion...... When the big project is paid, I won't send you. ”

"That's fine," the fat man replied, nodding his head, "I'll settle the money for the materials in the evening." ”

Several people chatted and ate at the same time, and the time soon came to about one o'clock.

Outside the door of the foreman's shed.

Yang Long, Wei Huzi, and Xiao Zhou, with shaved heads and thin leather jackets, dragged the door into the shed.

"Hehe,, the girl you found in the Honghu bath last time called me yesterday......" Dajun sat on the chair, wiped his mouth, and was still bragging to the foremen.

"Brother Jun!" Wei Huzi touched the frost flower on his bald head and shouted softly.

When the army heard this, he turned around, and when he saw the three of them, he was stunned for a long time before saying, "Why the fuck are you here again?"

"Come and ask for money. Yang Long replied briefly.

"Alas, me!" the army frowned and scolded, bowed his head and nodded to the King of Hibiscus, turned his head and asked, "Are you injured and healed?"

"It's not good, but it has to ask for money. Wei Huzi stood at the door and said expressionlessly: "Big brother, you can do well, give this money, otherwise we won't be able to live the New Year." ”

"Then you're dead. Dajun frowned and scolded: "Mix outside, earn money with your ability, Q Si was shot by someone when he was engaged in demolition and relocation (didn't give money), what are you doing?"

Wei Huzi pondered for a long time: "Today, I will take the money according to my ability." ”

Dajun scratched his scalp, lowered his head and picked up the crocodile handbag, squinted his eyes and directly pulled out 30,000 yuan from it and threw it on the table: "There are 30,000 here, I see how you can take it with your ability?!"

"Huh. The fat foreman brushed the enamel jar for the rice, and when he turned around, he laughed at the three of them: "The hair has not grown, so come out to mix with the society? How can the society be so easy to mix? Hurry up and roll the calves, don't talk here." ”

The heat rises inside the house, and the cold wind howls outside.

Wei Huzi stared at the 30,000 yuan on the table, hesitated for a long time, gritted his teeth and walked forward.

The army crossed Erlang's legs, smoked a cigarette, didn't look at Wei Huzi at all, turned his head and asked the fat man, "Does that girl have a husband?"

Wei Huzi glanced at the army, stepped to the table, and reached out and picked up 30,000 yuan.

"Smack!"

Dajun sat on the chair, waved his arm and slapped Wei Huzi in the face, and scolded with a smile: "Fuck your mother, put down the money." ”

Wei Huzi not only didn't put it down, but looked at the army with red and swollen cheeks and said, "You still have more than 40,000 yuan to me, and you can give 40,000 yuan." ”

"What are you talking about?" the army asked with a smile.

"You give me another forty thousand. ”

"Smack!" Dajun waved his hand and slapped Wei Huzi in the mouth again: "You say it again, I didn't hear it clearly!"

Wei Huzi was stunned for three seconds, then suddenly pulled out the kitchen knife from his arms, raised his hand, and the knife fell.

"Poof!"

The army's face blossomed, his nose was instantly turned over by the cut flesh, and he instantly covered the wound with both hands: "I'll fuck your mother!"

"You still dare to use a knife?"

The fat man reached out and grabbed Wei Huzi's arm.

"Bang dang!"

The door was pushed open, and another foreman pulled his neck and shouted, "The one who wants the account is here, and he has a knife,"

As soon as the throat went down, four or five young men in charge led seven or eight workers who were eating next to them and rushed into the house.

"Who?

"Fuck you, what are you doing?

“……！”

A few young men in charge, as well as five big and three thick workers, carrying iron rods, wooden squares, and machetes, instantly surrounded the three relatively thin stunned young people.

Wei Huzi looked at the middle-aged man who was much older than himself, first swallowed his saliva, and then roared: "What did you say when you came?!"

Yang Long and Xiao Zhou were stunned for a moment, then they pulled out the kitchen knife from their arms with neat movements, and shouted in unison: "Whoever runs is the son!"

"Fuck you!"

Wei Huzi closed his eyes and jumped up with a kitchen knife to slash.

The three fledgling wastelands, in the case of being cornered, holding and being beaten again, or even being cut down, burst out with their last energy.

This is completely different from a few little cubs drinking some wine, kneeling on the ground and bowing, and then fighting with others, a dozen or a dozen fights, or a group of people fighting a few, and finally winning, they feel that the whole world is their kind of thing......

Wei Huzi, Yang Long, and Xiao Zhou are real adults in society, fighting more with less, and with the mentality of taking away the money for everything they say today, they want to knock with the army.

……

Two or three minutes later, Wei Huzi felt that he couldn't cut anyone, so he opened his eyes, grabbed the kitchen knife and shouted, "Fuck your mother, come on!"

The workers, the steward, and the foreman, stood in the already overturned shed with the murder weapon, all two or three meters away from Wei Huzi, Yang Long, Xiaozhou and others.

Wei Huzi's sideburns were bleeding, and he stared at the army with beads in his eyes and yelled: "Fuck you, you don't dare to touch Niu B's characters, and you don't dare to enter the house with a gun, you will bully us who kneel to earn money." How do you know I'm beaten and don't dare fight back?!"

"Chop him!" Yang Long roared, raising his arm and slashing at the army.