This group of workers, who is willing to let him go.

Curator Liu shouted angrily:

"You don't want to do it, do you? The funeral home is expanding, the next step is to recruit new people, if any of you dare to stop me, I will let him go.

As soon as Director Liu's words came out, it was obviously effected, and the crowd was not as excited as just now.

Wang Feixiang roared loudly:

"Workers, our hard-earned money of more than 30,000 yuan a year is just for nothing! It's the New Year, and a big family opens their mouths to eat, are we forced by Director Liu's obscenity, swallowing his breath and knocking out his teeth, and swallowing it in his stomach? If you don't give this money this year, what about next year and the year after? Don't worry, I'm Wang Feixiang, I'm going to quit, I have to have this money, because it's our hard-earned money for a year.

Under Wang Feixiang's impassioned persuasion, the group of workers once again surrounded Director Liu.

At this time, three people got out of a car coldly, and the leader was Liu Yutian, the son of Director Liu, who was tall and thin with a steel pipe in his hand, and kept the steel pipe behind him, and walked straight towards Wang Feixiang.

As soon as I saw that the situation was not right, I hurriedly ran over, and on the day of the tmd, I stepped on the frozen water, fell headlong, and slid on the ice for several meters.

I lay on the ground, watching Wang Feixiang, who was knocked on the head by Yutian, Wang Feixiang was obviously defenseless, and then was besieged by two men who followed behind.

Uncle Cai went up to pull it, and was also waved a few steel pipes by Yutian, Uncle Cai covered his right arm, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to step forward again.

The group of workers had never seen this meeting, one by one howling and retreating, only daring to shout loudly to stop fighting, but no one dared to step forward to stop it.

Director Liu said proudly: "It's better than that, I think which one dares to coax, Yutian will beat me to death."

A female worker persuaded Curator Liu to say a few words, and Curator Liu raised his hand and slapped her, saying:

"Aren't you cattle, a group of workers who don't know whether they are alive or dead, I want to see who can give you today.

I didn't care about the snow on my body, rushed over and grabbed the back of Yutian's head, strangled him over, smashed his fist in the face, and opened the bow left and right, without any hesitation and a trace of softness.

He fell to the ground, and everyone looked at me in a daze.

I squeezed my shoulder, and I might have fallen on my shoulder just now, and it hurt a little.

I picked up the steel pipe on the ground and stared at the two young men who were beating Wang Feixiang.

The two men were suddenly stunned, and ran away.

I'm cāo you! You two can run away today, I make a pair of pants for the monkey, those two people are obviously not from the funeral home, they are not familiar with the terrain of the funeral home, I chased them a few times in the square with a steel pipe, I was so tired that I was sweating, the more I couldn't catch up, the more annoyed I was.

I thought to myself, if you two are caught by me, Lao Tzu will pick your skin, and when I catch up with those two people, they will turn a corner and start running towards the back area.

I laughed, you dare to go to the back area of the funeral parlor with black lights, in the narrow corridor, those two people were at most more than ten meters away from me, and they suddenly stopped as if they had seen something.

Turning around in fear, I ran back and saw me rushing up with a steel pipe, and the two of them looked at each other, looking at me timidly, timidly.

I stopped, and in this narrow corridor, I knocked the steel pipe against the tiled wall, and the sound was crisp, and the sound seemed to remind them that you are going to die today.

One of the young men put his hands on his chest and said, "Brother, be merciful, let's talk about it if you have something to say."

I nodded, and the man thought I wouldn't move, so he walked over slowly, and at a distance of a meter from me, I visually measured the distance of the steel pipe, just enough to stop him.

I pursed my lips and smiled, and silently swung the steel pipe and smashed it on the man's leg, and the man screamed, and I squatted on the ground with my leg in my arms and howled wolf.

The other was obviously frightened, and he threw himself on the ground and knelt down, "Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong.

I didn't care about him so much, grabbed his head by the hair, punched him in the face, and dragged him out of the hallway.

When the funeral parlor worker saw me, he pulled the man out and said, "Bingbing is good, what about that one, I pointed to the man behind me, holding his legs and rolling, and said, there."

Then the funeral home worker walked in and pulled the man out.

I handed the person to Wang Feixiang and said, "Uncle Wang, the person will be handed over to you."

Wang Feixiang covered the bleeding wound on his head, and dragged the young man with his other hand and said, "Good boy, uncle didn't hurt you in vain."

Curator Liu was dragged by Lao Cai's arm and refused to let him go, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out.

Yutian sat next to Director Liu, shook his head and didn't seem to be sober, he wiped the blood on his nose, and scolded: "Which one of the people behind me sneaked up on me, and your mother will stand up for Lao Tzu."

This ** was obviously stunned by me, and I didn't see the shape.

I walked over and kicked him in the back and said, "It's me."

Yutian bared his teeth: "Han Bing, you are looking for death, you dare to beat Lao Tzu?"

I slapped him in the face and lifted him up.

Just as I was about to make a move, Director Liu grabbed my arm and said, "Han Bing, I have a relationship with my grandfather, your grandfather, and your parents, don't be impulsive."

I said, "Director Liu, you still have the face to mention my grandfather, it's not you who can retire early." Curator Liu's frightened face turned pale.

He said, "You, you are what I grew up watching from a young age."

As we spoke, Tamada suddenly punched me in the face.

I twisted my face and stared at Yutian coldly, pulling the hair on Yutian's forehead, lifting his face up, exposing his whole face to my attack, I slowly twisted my waist, and let the huge psoas muscle force drive the shoulder circumference, and the two points in one concentrated the power on the right fist, I felt a breath of stuffiness in my chest, squeezing in my chest, as if it was about to burst and squirt, just at the moment when I punched.

My mother shouted, "Han Bing, stop."

I gritted my teeth and looked at my mother.

She and her father, as well as the rich and the rich, ran over.

My mom raised her hand and slapped me, and I was stunned.

Growing up, whenever I fought with others, she would hit me first, regardless of whether it was indiscriminate. I looked at her inexplicably.

My mother said, "Director Liu, I'm sorry, my son is not sensible, don't be angry."

Director Liu suddenly came to the bottom and said: "Hmph, I said Ai Bing, you see what you are used to your son, your son has just been released!" It's not enough to sit in this prison! I can see that if you don't discipline and discipline well, you may still be reformed through labor one day!

My father rushed over and yelled, "Say it again.

My mother hurriedly hugged my father with a smiling face and said:

"Director Liu, don't be angry, this father and son drank too much today! Don't be angry, Director Liu, you don't remember villains, don't be like their father and son.

Director Liu looked at my father with a sneer: "Yo, yo, yo, I said Jianguo, what are you pretending to be in front of me!" You're a stuffy donkey, and you're still energetic.

My mother and Uncle Cao hugged my father. My father gritted his teeth with hatred.

I rushed over and punched Director Liu in the face, and he staggered back a few steps and sat on the ground with his glasses flying far away. When Yutian saw his father being beaten, he was about to fight back, but I grabbed him by the neck and threw him to the ground.

What I didn't expect was that the group of employees of the funeral home rushed up with Wang Feixiang and surrounded Director Liu and his son Yutian in the middle, punching and kicking.

Even Uncle Cai squeezed up and kicked a few times.

My mom and dad were stunned. My mom tried to pull them up, but my dad dragged them back.

After the group of workers beat up, they stood aside and waited for Director Liu to issue the year-end bonus.

Director Liu obviously lost his former majesty, his shiny and shiny combed hairstyle was messy, his right eye was swollen, his shiny leather shoes were stained with mud, and his body was covered with footprints, he covered his face and cried.

The group of workers apparently did not want to let him go, and began to ask him for the year-end bonus.

Curator Liu seemed to be scared, and his hand on the phone to Accountant Qi was shaking.

The two young men brought by Yutian knelt straight, and from time to time a worker passed over and kicked his feet. Tamada covered his face and glanced at his father, staring at me viciously.