Wen Shuo, who had a blue face, was very abrupt, but it made people feel that it was normal to show a simple and embarrassing smile.

Most people, when this happens, will be like this.

Because first of all, he was angry, and then he found that the other party's strength was stronger than his own, or was it on the other party's territory, and the time and place were favorable...... In this world, there are too few people who dare to be extremely strong in such a situation.

And among the very few people, more than half of them have become jokes in other people's mouths after being beaten and humiliated.

The rest of those who can successfully show off their power can be described as rare.

Of course, these words of analysis from the outside, basically few people think about it, and they don't bother to think about it.

However, most people's mental activities in this situation are nothing more than that.

For example, these young people in the current North-South Logistics, who have experienced similar conflicts in the past, can be described as experienced, so when they saw the change in Wen Shuo's expression, they couldn't help but show more and more sarcastic and contemptuous expressions, and looked at each other and smiled.

Wen Shuo patted his cousin on the shoulder to signal him not to move, then looked slightly hesitant, and then walked towards the people with his scalp on his head.

Li Bin, who was comforting his wife, quickly broke away from his wife's hand and followed.

He knew what kind of temper his nephew was.

Chen Minfeng didn't know Wen Shuo, so he didn't rush to follow, but took out his mobile phone with a displeased face, and made a call to urge the general manager of Huafeng Logistics Park to come over quickly-this matter, since the master solemnly explained, he must properly help Wen Shuo deal with this matter, and Chen Minfeng must handle this matter more beautifully.

Based on his understanding of the current situation of the logistics industry in Beijing, this matter is really not a big deal, and the instruments and equipment worth 20,000 or 30,000 yuan require compensation of 500,000 yuan......

It's normal.

You must know that the current logistics and transportation industry across the country is still in a chaotic period.

Many logistics and freight intermediary companies, and carriers, especially some private freight vehicle owners, often have contradictions, for foreign drivers, car owners, seize the opportunity to slaughter, bullying the phenomenon, is very common.

Because there are too many loopholes in this.

Therefore, Chen Minfeng thinks that as long as he finds someone who can speak to this matter, at best, he will compensate for the repair costs of the damaged machinery and equipment, and even this does not need to be compensated - the ghost knows what kind of machinery and equipment it is, and whether it is really damaged.

Several young people from Nanbeitong Logistics Company saw Wen Shuo's expression of walking over with a stiff scalp, and their hearts were even more determined.

Experienced people have already guessed the identity of this young white fat man.

Well, it should be a relative of the owner Li Bin and Feng Chunmei in the capital, and he came over to help when something happened and asked.

And the fat man, who is a relative, always has to come over to help because of his feelings.

Since you're here, you're going to come out.

Even, this guy bragged in front of his relatives before he came, right?

Therefore, several young people all showed playful smiles, and the closer they looked, their expressions became more and more embarrassed, and they even showed a trace of timidity and a hint of flattering fat man.

The fat man finally walked in front of them.

"That ......" the fat man asked in a somewhat slurred tone, "Who are you in charge here?"

Several young men glanced at each other and sneered.

Facing the fat man, the thin and tall man standing in the middle, rolled up his sleeves to reveal the tattoos on his forearms, and the neckline was opened to reveal the tattoos, slightly taller than the fat man, he tilted his head and squinted at the fat man, and said, "I am, what do you mean?"

"Me, I just wanted to talk to the manager. The fat man hurriedly said.

"I'm the manager, what's wrong?" the young man looked hideous, deliberately scaring the fat man, who looked more and more cowardly.

"So, who beat you here just now?" asked the fat man, boldly.

The few people next to him were all happy.

The thin and tall tattooed young man rolled his tongue in his mouth a few times, leaned his head forward, stared at the fat man fiercely, nodded and said, "I, and these people, have all been beaten, what's wrong with the fat man? Are you here to vent your anger for them, or are you here to compensate for them?"

"You're all beating people?" the fat man looked at the person next to him in a bit of confusion.

"Oh, yes, all of them. ”

"Just a few of us. ”

"Where the are you getting all this?"

"There's something to say, there's a fart!"

......

A few young men were getting a little impatient - this fat man is insane, isn't he?

Wen Shuo showed a look of sudden realization, nodded and said, "Oh, okay then." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly erupted and slammed an uppercut into the chin of the tall, thin tattooed young man in front of him.

Bang!

Yes!

This punch actually knocked the thin and tall tattooed young man off the ground, and flew directly to the four-story stairs with his face tilted, and landed heavily on the cement platform with a scream.

Before a few young people next to him could react, the fat man had already grabbed the long hair of a young man with his left hand, and grabbed the bald head of a young man next to him with his right hand, and then used his arms to slam the heads of the two together, and there was another muffled bang.

The two young men screamed and clutched their heads and rolled on the ground.

The three young men who instinctively retreated and dodged, only then did they react and rushed up, scolding in their mouths, and smashing their fists at the fat man, among them, a short and sturdy young man who was about one meter six or a little taller, very cleverly went around the back of the fat man, hugged the fat man's waist, turned sideways, leaned back, and tripped his right leg fiercely against the fat man's leg and bent out, trying to throw the fat man to the ground.

But the fat man reacted quickly, leaned forward slightly, and stood firmly under his feet.

At the same time, he swung his right arm to block the fist smashed by a person, and with a twist of his wrist, he grabbed this person's small arm, twisted and pulled, and slammed the person into a staggering rush to the left of the fat man.

The two slammed into each other, and both staggered to the ground.

The fat man's right hand was retracted, and his elbow was slammed back, hitting the door of the short young man's face, and he immediately screamed.

The stout young man had a nosebleed, tears flowed down his face, he staggered back a few steps, sat down on his buttocks, and then fell to the ground on his back.

It's almost a blink of an eye.

The fat man alone overturned six young men who were extremely fierce and brave in the past.

When the fat man walked towards them before, several stevedores and several staff members who were loading and unloading goods on the other side of the warehouse were all working for a long time, while looking at the fat man and Li Bin with a smile and disdain.

When the fat man suddenly broke out, several people in the warehouse immediately put down their work and prepared to rush over to help the fight.

But......

In just a few seconds, the fat man put a few people to the ground, and then didn't look at them at all, and followed the people who fell to the ground and kicked and beaten, the first to be smashed by a punch, fell on the concrete floor and almost fainted, swaying and just got up, the brain was still in a state of confusion The thin and tall tattooed young man was even more rushed up by the fat man and grabbed his arm, and he was pulled down from the cement platform of sixty or seventy centimeters, and fell heavily on the ground, and was kicked twice.

And Li Bin saw that his nephew was furious, and when he came back to his senses, several young people on the other side had already fallen to the ground, and immediately rushed up, beating without saying anything.

Li Congwen also rushed forward, his blood was boiling and he burst into tears: "My cousin is mighty, my cousin is domineering, I can finally fight with my cousin!"

Screaming and screaming!

Several stevedores and several other staff members did not dare to go forward.

That's it for group fights.

These stevedores are not from the North-South Logistics Company, they belong to a loading and unloading team, but they have cooperated more with the North-South Logistics Company in the past, and the relationship is good, so if they can win, they are naturally willing to step forward and take a hand, and they can also get some cheap.

But the situation is not good, and of course they will not come forward and ask for trouble.

In fact, with the physical strength of these stevedores, if they really stepped forward to fight, no matter how Wen Shuo could fight, it would be difficult to take advantage in the end.

After all, no matter how majestic and domineering he was before, and his martial arts were strong, in addition to his personal combat strength being much stronger than ordinary people, he also took advantage of the suddenness of the preemptive strike. It's really a mess of melee, and if you can't use it, you can't do it.

However, these cases ......

It really wasn't in the scope of the fat man's consideration before.

He has always been cautious and small-winged, taking precautions and not fighting uncertain battles.

It's only when I encounter a situation like this just now, I don't think about it so much at all - fuck it, fight first!

As the so-called art masters are bold!

The fat man is still a little confident in his combat effectiveness.

"What are you doing?"

"......"

"Dare to beat someone in our company?"

"Kill them!"

......

With a few angry shouts and curses, four more men rushed out of the small office building on the second floor, one of them was about forty years old, with a flat hairstyle, wearing a large gold chain and a large gold watch, and the other was holding a machete, in his thirties, with a sturdy and tall body, and a fierce expression. The other two were one with glasses, and the other looked panicked.

In just a few tens of seconds, the six young men in front of them had been beaten to the ground and couldn't get up.

Li Congwen took out a crowbar from the trunk of his truck at some point, held it in his hand, and followed his cousin menacingly.

Li Bin was also carrying a broken wooden chair in his hand.

Wen Shuo held the collar of the tall, thin tattooed young man in his left hand, and stood at the foot of the steps of the main entrance like a dead dog, staring at the people rushing out of the office building without the slightest fear, especially the fierce young man with a machete.

The young man in his thirties didn't talk too much nonsense at all, and rushed down with a slash and slashed.

"Stop!"

A burst of applause.

The young man with the knife was stunned, and the raised knife stopped in mid-air.

The fat man ignored this, let go of the dead dog with his left hand, bent slightly, and with a whirlwind kick, his right leg slammed into the waist of the fierce young man on the two steps like a speeding train.

Boom!

The knife-wielding young man was swept by the iron legs, involuntarily rose into the air, and slammed into the pillar under the rain eaves of the warehouse a few meters away.

In the sound of banging, he screamed and fell to the ground, struggling to get up, but after being kicked and hit in the waist, the severe pain made him almost faint, and he was almost suffocated to death with all his breath, where could he stand up?