Ding Shuigen snorted, with a disgusted expression on his face, and continued to bury his head in eating.

A few yellow hairs sat down and began to brag as if no one was around, this one said that he had cut people at the age of fourteen, and the other said that he had budded the class flowers at the age of twelve.

Zhang Jun listened to the story while quickly solving the food, and he was about to walk away, when a yellow-haired young man suddenly slapped the table and scolded: "Dry. ! How can there be a fly on the halo?"

After saying that, he reached out and pinched out a dead fly from the braised meat, with an angry face.

Zhang Jun and the others sat opposite, and clearly saw that the yellow-haired young man caught a fly from the table, and then pinched it to death before throwing it on the halo. Obviously, these four yellow hairs are deliberately finding fault, probably to blackmail the stall owner.

The boss's face changed, he stepped forward to take a look, and hurriedly said, "No, I caught the brine with my own hands, and it was very clean when I brought it, and there were no flies."

"! Are you saying we're lying?" The young man stood up and slapped the boss with his hand.

Poor old man is over sixty years old, dizzy from being instigated by a palm, sitting on the ground with one buttocks, his mouth full of blood, and his expression is both angry and humiliated.

"Dare us eat flies and be dead old ghosts!" Another young man stood up and yelled viciously, kicked the food truck several times in a very arrogant manner, and threw the ingredients off the food truck and threw them on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Ding Shuigen stood up suddenly, and rushed to the beating Huang Mao in a daze, looking righteous and awe-inspiring.

The four yellow hairs all stood up at once, instantly surrounded Ding Shuigen in the middle, and said sadly: "Yo, whose crotch is not sewn well, do you have this hair?" You want to mind our business?"

Ding Shuigen opened his eyes and said, "The flies were obviously put in by you, why did you hit the old man?"

"Bang!"

A yellow hairer raised his foot and kicked Ding Genshui to the ground, and the four people picked up the bench on the ground and hit their heads, but Ding Genshui didn't react, and he was instantly beaten to the point that his head was bleeding and he lost the ability to fight back.

Seeing this scene, his two companions turned pale, and they wanted to help, but they didn't dare to offend this group of people, so they could only bow their heads in cringe.

Zhang Jun didn't look at the scene, he slowly ate the last piece of braised pork, and then got up and said impatiently: "Hey, if you fight again, you will kill someone." After speaking, he walked over to a few people.

Sihuangmao saw that there was another one who was coming, and one of them sneered and walked towards Zhang Jun, carrying a wooden stool and smashing it on his head with all his might, and spitting foul language in his mouth.

Zhang Jun acted like electricity, grabbed the stool that fell in mid-air, and then smashed it back in reverse.

"Collapse!"

Huang Mao's arm bone was broken by a blow, and then his head was then hit, and he fell to the ground in a coma with a long stream of blood, which was a severe concussion.

The other three were alarmed, and when they saw their companions being put down, they all rushed over with a roar of rage. How could these Xu Gang be Zhang Jun's opponents, he was knocked to the ground in a few punches, his bones were broken, and he howled miserably.

After repairing a few little ruffians, Zhang Jun stepped forward to help Ding Shuigen and said with a smile: "Brother, you are enough to plant, but you have to do what you can to fight unevenly, don't put your life on the line."

Ding Shuigen and the others were already stunned, he was helped up by Zhang Jun, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Fugui, you ...... You're amazing, martial arts master! ”

Zhang Jun rolled his eyes: "I'm a fart master, I can just order three-legged cat kung fu." Then he glanced at the screaming people on the ground and asked, "What are you going to do with them?"

Ding Shuigen wiped his face, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and said, "Mom, dare to beat Lao Tzu, I'll do it. Death to you! ”

After speaking, he ignored the pain on his body, picked up a stool and walked over and smashed it against several people, breaking all the arms, legs and legs of several yellow hairs, and then stepped on it a few times before relieving his anger.

Zhang Jun saw that he was done, gave him a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "Brother, you have courage."

Ding Shuigen smiled "hehe" and said, "Big brother, if it weren't for you, I would definitely be crippled today." Let's go, let's change places, brother, please drink. ”

Zhang Jun waved his hand: "Don't drink the wine, deal with these people first, otherwise they will come back to their senses and will definitely find trouble with the stall master."

"How?" Ding Shuigen obviously had no experience in this kind of thing, so he asked Zhang Jun for advice.

Zhang Jun said: "It's easy." Then he walked over and tapped on each of the four heads. In fact, he secretly used a golden needle to penetrate the acupuncture points on the opponent's brain, and once this acupuncture point is damaged, his memory will be lost, making him a strict amnesiac patient.

These people are not good goods at first glance, Zhang Jun turned them into amnesiac patients, so that he would no longer trouble the stall boss, and punished them by the way.

After doing his tricks, he beckoned Ding Shuigen to pile all four people into the Japanese car, and then the two of them got into the car. Ding Shuigen glanced at the two companions who were stunned, and said, "You go back first, and I'll go back to the repair shop tomorrow."

The old man had already stood up and said to Ding Shuigen and Zhang Jun very gratefully: "Drunkard, thank you!"

Zhang Jun smiled and waved his hand: "Uncle, I'll come to eat your braised pork another day, and I'll get a discount next time."

The old man smiled and said, "Next time, the old man will invite you to eat."

The car went away, and when they entered the downtown area, the two directly abandoned the car on the street, and then found a hotel to rest temporarily. Zhang Jun didn't have an ID card, but Dante Shuigen did, so he didn't have trouble checking in.

Zhang Jun took a hot bath, and when he came out, he found that Ding Shuigen had bought a large bag of snacks and drinks, and a cigarette was sitting there waiting for him to come out.

"Brother Fugui, can you teach me kung fu?" As soon as he saw Zhang Jun, he suddenly said such a sentence. It turned out that Zhang Jun's previous skills were too sharp, which shocked Ding Shuigen very much, he was looking forward to becoming a master like Zhang Jun, and he couldn't wait to learn from him.

Zhang Junyi was happy when he heard it, and said: "Okay, I can teach you, I'm afraid you won't be able to endure hardship."

"I'm not afraid of hardship!" Ding Shuigen straightened his neck, and his expression was the same as when facing Huang Mao, very strict and serious.

Zhang Jun nodded, although it was a bit late to practice martial arts at the age of twenty, it was not impossible to learn.

During the chat, Zhang Jun asked about Ding Shuigen's work. He works in an auto repair shop and earns three to four thousand yuan a month, and his sister is studying at Sogang University and comes to see him every weekend.

Zhang Jun asked: "Shuigen, is the auto repair factory still recruiting?"

Ding Shuigen was overjoyed when he heard this: "Brother Fugui, you can also repair cars?"

Where can Zhang Jun repair a car, but his Buddha's eyes can see through a qiē, and he can see at a glance where something is wrong with the car, which is better than the best car repairer. With a little training, you will become the highest level of repairer in the world.

"A little." Zhang Jundao, "Can I go?"

"Of course you can!" Ding Shuigen said with a smile, "The factory is not big, there are only three of us workers, the boss is preparing to recruit people, you go now." However, in the first few months, the salary was not high, a little more than 2,000. ”

Zhang Jundao: "Two thousand is a lot, you can do it."

Ding Shuigen was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Brother Fugui, in the future, I can learn kung fu from you while repairing the car?"

Zhang Jun said lightly: "Okay, as long as you are willing to endure hardships, I can teach you at any time."

The next day, Ding Shuigen took a taxi to take Zhang Jun back to the auto repair shop. The garage is not far from the barbecue stall, in a small two-storey building on the side of the road. The owner is a fat man in his forties who speaks very kindly.

Because of Ding Shuigen's guarantee, he simply inquired about the situation, and left Zhang Jun behind, and his salary was tentatively set at 2,000 a month.

After negotiating a salary, the boss asked Ding Genshui to help him get acquainted with the environment, and his people left.

There used to be only three workers in the factory, except for Ding Shuigen, the other two were Xiao Zhao and Xiao Liu, and their skills were good. Perhaps because of yesterday's incident, Xiao Zhao and Xiao Liu were very embarrassed to see Ding Shuigen and didn't talk much. Ding Shuigen didn't pay attention to them, and took Zhang Jun to visit the factory on his own.

The ground floor of the small building is a maintenance shop, and there is a small yard of more than 200 square meters behind it for storing cars. On the second floor, there are several places for maintenance workers to rest. The repair shop is open 24 hours a day, and to be ready to receive customers at any time, they must live here.

Ding Shuigen quickly helped Zhang Jun prepare the bed and daily necessities, and also introduced to him in detail the operation of the stone and the commission algorithm for maintenance.

Throughout the morning, Zhang Jun carefully watched the three people repair the car. He found that most of the repairs that came here were forklifts, pickup trucks, medium and large vans, and a small number of private cars.

Whenever he repairs a car, he will analyze the structure and working principle of the car from perspective, and basically look at it, and he feels that it is not difficult to repair the car.

By the afternoon, he had already begun to instruct a few people to repair the car.

At this time, a private car that always turned off was sent for maintenance, Zhang Jun glanced at it, and said to Ding Shuigen: "Shuigen, listen to the sound, this car should be the high-voltage coil of the distributor is broken, you go and change it."

Ding Shuigen was stunned for a moment and said, "Brother Fugui, can you really hear it?"

A clever car repairman can judge what is wrong according to the sound of the engine, but this requires a long time of practice and countless maintenance experiences to be possible, and Ding Shuigen does not believe that Zhang Jun has reached this level.

Xiao Zhao and Xiao Liu glanced at each other, also disbelieving, Xiao Zhao said: "Just open it and take a look."

Ding Shuigen also wanted to know whether Zhang Jun's judgment was accurate, so he worked together and quickly disassembled the engine. After an inspection, it was found that there was a dent at the power off point of the high-voltage coil.

The three of them immediately admired Zhang Jun and regarded him as the top master in the industry.

Next, whether it is a forklift, a van or a pickup truck, Zhang Jun can see the problem at a glance. His guidance has greatly improved the efficiency of maintenance, and it is often possible to complete a car in a few minutes.

You know, in normal times, they have to carefully check to find out where the fault of the car is, how can they be as fast as Zhang Jun, and know where the fault is with a sweep of their eyes?

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