Wu Jun didn't have time to think about Zhao Guangtou's "invitation", and while working with Hou Yongping, he checked the images in the sea of knowledge and classified the hundreds of people who had just been deposited.

Which ones are supervising and managing the work for the tiger, which ones are really mentally ill, and which ones are not sick like Zhao Guangtou, but they were deceived into working.

The most important thing is which people were deceived in the first place, and in order to make their lives better, they acted as the boss's lackeys and became temporary supervisors.

Such people are the most hateful, they are victims themselves, but they still have to help the boss oppress other victims, so when they settle accounts tomorrow, Wu Jun will not let them go.

The other most important thing is to find the source of all this from Sister Zhang's image - the boss behind this black factory.

In this factory, Sister Zhang is the highest position, so she can get in touch with the boss.

I have to say that this Sister Zhang is really heavy-tasted, all kinds of pictures in the image are unsightly, and the eyes are even hotter than the child's urine that has been put for half a month, Wu Jun fast-forwarded all the way, and finally found some useful information.

There is only one real big boss, named Zhang Xinyuan, who is forty or fifty years old this year.

It can be seen from the image that this big middle-aged man, who looks a little similar to Sister Zhang, also has a lot of industries in the nearby urban area.

Sister Zhang is Zhang Xinyuan's cousin, so she was entrusted with the important task of helping him manage the factory.

And as Wu Jun expected, Zhang Xinyuan has not only this one factory, but five.

There are two smaller factories nearby, as well as a more formal factory, after all, so many goods and money circulation, it takes a façade to be reasonable.

In addition, there is a small coal mine, which is a bit far away, about dozens of kilometers away in the deep mountains, and the coal mined usually does not sell for export, so it is used by his four factories.

Wu Jun estimates that this Xinyuan can make a lot of money every year, and he has a strong background, otherwise he would not dare to make such a big stall and get people to work so unscrupulously.

It seems that tonight, I will find an opportunity to sneak out, take a look at Zhang Xinyuan, and pull out his background.

"It's time to eat!"

At this time, several workers walked in with a small cart, pushing a few baskets of steamed buns, a few pots of vegetables and soup, and began to serve vegetables on stainless steel plates, regardless of whether there was anyone or not.

A plate of roasted vegetables, a small spoonful of chili sauce, two steamed buns, plus a bowl of crystal clear, I don't know what kind of soup with some vegetable leaves cut.

After it was served, it was put on the dirty ground with a snap, and the workers who were not doing anything nearby came and took it away.

Wu Jun glanced at Hou Yongping and asked him to eat, he wouldn't eat anyway, and he couldn't starve him to death if he was hungry for half a year.

Hou Yongping wiped his hands on his clothes and walked over, and before he could bring the plate on the ground, a young man with a very strong appearance and bare shoulders suddenly kicked him from behind.

"Get out of here!"

Hou Yongping was caught off guard, was kicked and rolled on the ground, and then jumped up neatly, exposing the green tendons on his clenched fists.

"What do you see?" the sturdy young man glared at him with a hideous face, "Why are you still unconvinced?"

Wu Jun's eyes narrowed, and the golden card of this sturdy young man appeared in the sea of knowledge.

Name: Li Feiyun, male, Han nationality, 1992......

Note: None.

Wu Jun probably glanced at his recent image, this Li Yunfei was also deceived by someone, but in this foundry workshop, there are more than a dozen fellows.

They belong to a small group, and they are more united than others.

Originally, he was oppressed here, and his heart was on fire, so his temper was naturally short-tempered, like a powder keg, and he was arrogant and unreasonable among the workers.

Wu Jun didn't understand, he was also a victim, how good it was for you to scold those overseers if you had the ability.

There are still more than 100 mentally healthy people here, if you really want to unite and plan carefully, maybe you can put down these dozens of overseers.

But when he was a child, Wu Jun heard his grandfather say a word.

One person is a dragon, and three people are a worm.

When the devils came over, so many people died and so much land was lost, and this sea of blood and hatred was bigger than the sky, and there were still traitors.

People like Li Feiyun can't be said to be evil, but they are disgusting.

So he nodded slightly at Hou Yongping.

It's good to make a fuss, it's better to make a fuss so that production can be stopped today, he doesn't want to work all day for the black factory.

Hou Yongping got the signal, did not hesitate at all, quickly stepped forward a few steps, and hit Li Yunfei's throat with an elbow.

Even Wu Jun was a little surprised by this move, this was a fatal move, which showed that the anger in Hou Yongping's heart had burned to the extreme.

But he was still measured, Li Yunfei was beaten, as if someone was stuck in the neck, and he fell to the ground holding his throat and writhed uncomfortably, but he did not faint.

"Raised by a son of a bitch, dare to do it!"

As soon as Li Yunfei was beaten, more than a dozen of his fellow villagers rushed up in a swarm, and some people carried shovels.

Hou Yongping was not flustered at all, and used a set of boxing techniques that he didn't know what the name was, one punch at a time, and the punches were smashed on the opponent's face.

He now has at least three ordinary people's strength, exerting all his strength, and no one can withstand his punch.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight lay on the ground.

When the rest of the people saw that he was powerful, they did not dare to rush up and be beaten again, but they all held their shovels tightly and stared at him with red eyes.

"What are you doing?"

It was only then that a few overseers who were smoking next to him reacted.

Maybe this kind of fight is already very common, and there is nothing to do, so they didn't care about it at first.

As a result, more than a dozen people lay down in the blink of an eye, and they all looked unconscious, which was a bit of a big deal.

It's not that what happens when people are injured, it's that people are in a coma, who is going to work?

Recently, there have been a lot of orders, and the production tasks are tense, and they will be scolded for delaying production.

Seven or eight overseers, armed with leather whips and electric batons, rushed at them with a ferocious look.

"You want to die!"

"Get out, get out of the way!"

A leader kicked the people on the ground a few times with a cold face, and found that they were really unconscious, and couldn't help but curse a few times in his heart.

This group of people usually go sideways, and sometimes they don't even listen to their words, but today they were finally cleaned up.

But that's not something to be happy about.

He held the whip tightly, and coldly whipped it on Hou Yongping's body with his backhand.

The guy who can put down seven or eight people with his bare hands is not a good thing, and if he doesn't get him down now, he may have an accident at some point.

"Raised by a son of a bitch, she will cause trouble for Lao Tzu on the first day!"

The little leader said that he whipped it again, and Hou Yongping was on guard this time, so he reached out and grabbed the whip in his hand.

"Hey, you still dare to resist Lao Tzu!"

"Let it go!"

"Hurry up!"

Hou Yongping's eyes were cracked, and he grabbed the whip tightly and pulled it hard, where was the strength of the little leader as big as his.

In order to prevent the whip and stun baton from being snatched away, these things were fixed in the hands of the overseer, so even if he let go, it was useless, and he was dragged in front of Hou Yongping at once.

Bang bang bang –

This time, Hou Yongping did not hit his neck and temples, but aimed at his eye sockets, the bridge of his nose and chin, his movements were very fast, seven or eight times in a row, and the supervisors next to him reacted.

"Let go!"

"Fuck him!"

Crackling -

A few electric shock batons were about to slap Hou Yongping with dark blue electric sparks, but Hou Yongping turned a blind eye, and just used a fist the size of a sandbag to keep smashing the little leader's face.

The little leader was also sad, his whole face seemed to have been blown up by a string of firecrackers, and there was no good flesh and blood on his face.

The little leader was so hurt that his soul was out of his body, and he wanted to faint, but Hou Yongping was very measured, just not to knock him out.

Smack-

An electric shock baton smashed on Hou Yongping's back, and Hou Yongping and the little leader were both shocked.

However, Hou Yongping did not pass out immediately, and stepped on the wrist of the little leader and pulled it hard, and the thin iron chain on his wrist broke with a rattle.

The little leader's wrist was strangled and flesh rolled, but at this time, this little pain was no longer important to him.

Hou Yongping's backhand was a whip that was whipped on the person who beat him with an electric baton.

This time he didn't save effort, from the top of the person's head, forehead, nose to chin, and then down his chest, a bright red blood path, and the hair on the top of his head flew up a big ball.

It was very hot in the foundry, and most of the people were shirtless, and a few of the overseers were wearing only thin shirts.

With this whip, this guy was like being sawed in the Hades Palace, sawed in half and put together again.

The remaining overseers were so frightened that they retreated, this guy was so fierce that he hadn't fallen down after being hit with an electric baton.

And now that he has a leather whip in his hand, they don't see that they are opponents.

However, they were still not too afraid, and their faces showed a hideous look.

They have also seen ruthless people like Hou Yongping, but what is ruthless here, can they still be ruthless over the boss?

Those who dared to play tricks on them were all buried in the rocky ditch on the side of the coal mine, and there was not even grass for the grave.

"Dog, I really don't want to live anymore, call Brother Ming and they will kill this dog!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding workers retreated.

There have been deaths in this workshop, and quite a few deaths.

There are those who were scalded to death by molten iron, those who fought with each other and were killed, and those who were disobedient, and those who were beaten to death in front of everyone by the boss, this is the most.

Hou Yongping is a newcomer, and if he caused such a big incident today, most of them will not survive, and the boss will never allow this kind of thorn to exist.

The Zhao bald head who came to talk to Wu Jun before, as well as several other people, all showed unbearable expressions in their eyes.

"I knew it was so powerful, I should have gone and said a few words to him just now. Zhao Guangtou muttered quietly, "It's a pity that such a good general." ”

Hou Yongping stood there alone, glaring fiercely at the overseers, but he didn't care about their threat at all.

With Wu Jun here, what is he afraid of?

If it weren't for Wu Jun's explanation before, he wouldn't be able to fully start it until tomorrow, and he would have taken down all these bitches now.

Wu Jun didn't expect that the old man Hou Yongping, who usually doesn't say much at home, is so popular here.

However, although the few hits just now were really enjoyable, trouble also followed.

More than a dozen people ran over from the big workshop next door in a menacing manner, and several of them had guns in their hands.

Wu Jun just wanted to let these people have some "accidents", when he suddenly heard a shrill voice from the loudspeaker in the workshop: "Stop it for the old lady!"