Working in a slaughterhouse? The major is right, but that can make a few dollars, as a person who wants to make a fortune, how can he not resist this temptation?

Wu Xiaoyu pretended to be modest and said: "It's just a small skill of carving insects, where can I rely on this to eat?"

When the few butchers around him heard this, they didn't have a good feeling in their hearts, they didn't have such superb skills, and they were still eating in the slaughterhouse.

And this young man's ability to slaughter cattle can be said to be miraculous, but he said that he can't rely on this to eat, so aren't his own people even more unworthy of working in the slaughterhouse?

A few people were slightly embarrassed for a while, and someone asked: "Young man, where did you learn such a skill? Even those of us who kill pigs and cattle all year round are ashamed of ourselves!"

Wu Xiaoyu retrieved the medicine basket, carried it on his body, and said: "This craft is passed down from the ancestors, and there are rules on the ancestors that only pass on to children and grandchildren, not to outsiders!"

A few people became more and more embarrassed when they heard this, and they were still angry with their own people? They also blamed themselves for not knowing Taishan, and said so many contemptuous and ridiculous words.

When Wu Xiaoyu was just about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of sirens whistling, and in an instant, two police cars stopped in front of him.

Five or six people in police uniforms got out of the car, and there was a big-bellied, fierce bald head, and as soon as the bald head got out of the car, these butchers around him surrounded him.

The surrounding vendors who cleaned up their stalls also got up one after another, staring at the bald head with straight eyes, and the bald head glanced at the dead cow on the ground, and said to the police next to him with a smile: "Director Liu, you see that this cow has been killed by the workers of our slaughterhouse, is it really troublesome for you to run away in vain?"

Director Liu didn't care, and said with a smile: "It's good to kill it! If there are any serious casualties, you and I will be responsible!" After speaking, he asked a few policemen around him to inquire about the situation.

Several butchers who gathered around him said with shame on their faces: "Director Wang, that ...... We didn't kill that mad cow, it was the young man who shot the mad cow!"

Director Wang looked in the direction pointed by the butchers and was shocked to see a young man carrying a medicine basket and two bloody knives in his hands. Can such a thin young man kill a mad cow?

Surrounded by many butchers, Director Wang walked over and said to Wu Xiaoyu, "Boy, what's your name?"

Wu Xiaoyu was already unhappy when she heard him say this, after all, the two of them had never known each other in their lives, and when they met for the first time, they called themselves bratts, and they didn't take themselves too seriously.

With a 'bang', Wu Xiaoyu stabbed two knives into the board of the stall next to him, and said, "Bald, what's your name?"

Director Wang, as a figure with a head and a face in Longhe Town, even the leaders of the Zhenzheng Mansion, no one dares to call him bald, such a big child, in front of the public and in full view, is not to provoke his authority?

"You bastard, how can you talk to Lao Tzu? Ma De! Lao Tzu also said that he wanted to reward you for eating, and now it seems that you might as well feed the dogs!" said Director Wang.

If it weren't for Director Liu, this guy would have done it directly, and several butchers around him saw that their factory director was already angry, and they all kept their mouths shut and didn't dare to speak, but they couldn't help but worry about Wu Xiaoyu in their hearts.

Wu Xiaoyu was already furious when he heard him scolding himself as a 'king eight lambs', and he could bear it just by scolding himself.

But such a sentence is even related to his parents, how can a young man with strong blood endure it?

"Who the fuck are you?" Wu Xiaoyu said.

Director Wang didn't hear such a language trap, and scolded him with his question: "I scolded you! What's wrong? You little, you still want to turn the sky upside down!"

The vendor in the stall next to him was a young man under the age of thirty, so he naturally knew such a stalk, and when he heard the bald factory director, he recognized his godfather defenselessly, and he also forced himself to laugh.

Wu Xiaoyu stretched out her hand and patted Director Wang's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Your mother is mine? You said that you are so old, what should your mother be old......?

The bald factory director has already understood that he is scolding himself in a roundabout way, as a person who has been in the 'top position' all the year round, a person who has been flattered by countless people, and a person who can shake three times with a single stomp, how can he tolerate others taking advantage of himself.

I saw that his eyes were red, the green tendons on his neck were bursting out, and he stretched out a fist as big as a casserole and smashed it towards Wu Xiaoyu's face, and the onlookers widened their eyes, frightened for Wu Xiaoyu.

However, something unexpected happened, Wu Xiaoyu stretched out his palm quite casually, and blocked the fist of the bald factory director, everyone was stunned, and it was hard to believe what was happening in front of them, and some people even began to rub their eyes.

The bald factory director is burly, fat and strong, a real strong man, but the fist he hit was stopped so easily?

Even he himself couldn't help but wonder if it was because he had been overindulged in the past few days and had no strength in his fists? He tried to retract his fist, but found that his fist had been clenched so hard that he couldn't pull it out.

At this time, I knew that I was kicking the iron plate, this young man was by no means an ordinary person, he must be a practitioner, the crazy cows were planted in his hands, and he had to do it himself, didn't he hit the stone with an egg?

Wu Xiaoyu spoke again at this time: "How is it? Bald factory director, are you still here? If it's okay, I'll leave first, okay?"

The bald head Wang factory director, at this time, was controlled by others, he knew that if he said the word 'no', this wrist would definitely be broken, and hurriedly said: "Not coming...... If you don't come, you can go!"

Wu Xiaoyu helped them get rid of the mad cow today, and it was okay not to be thanked, and he was also subjected to unwarranted abuse, and now it is also appropriate to let this guy suffer a little, so he secretly used more strength to twist his wrist out of place.

As soon as the bald factory director's hand was released, he felt a piercing pain coming, but fortunately, he was also an old bastard who had been on the battlefield for a long time, and he could bear this pain, so he said to the butcher next to him: "What are you doing with him? Kill him for Lao Tzu!"

Although these butchers work in the slaughterhouse, they are not the little brothers who follow the bald factory director all the year round.

"What's the matter? My Wang Baishan's words don't work?" shouted the bald factory director viciously.

Hearing this name, Wu Xiaoyu's chest suddenly burned with rage, wasn't it because of this guy that his father was fired and injured in the first place? Hasn't he already been transferred? Why is he still working as a factory director in the slaughterhouse?

Before he could make a move, the police officers came over again, and the leading Director Liu said to the bald head: "Director Wang, we learned that there were no casualties at the scene, and the person who killed the mad cow seems to be this young man, right? If he hadn't killed the mad cow, this matter would have been a big problem!"