Chapter 290:!

As the old saying goes, people don't kiss, art kisses; Art is not pro, the knife handle is pro!

are all in the rivers and lakes, and it stands to reason that there should be three points of thin noodles.

But the reality doesn't seem to be like this, if you change to an ordinary person today, you may have to be beaten badly!

"The rabbit doesn't eat the grass next to the nest, you forgot how clean it is! I lost something in front of your door, and you have this attitude as a family member!"

"Okay." I nodded, "Aren't you a cargo station?" I still haven't picked anything up."

I looked back at the loudspeaker behind me, pulled it casually, put it to my mouth, and raised the volume.

"I want your plaque!"

As soon as these words came out, the noisy cargo station immediately became extremely quiet.

Since ancient times, the only bottom line that businessmen cannot trample on is the signboard above their heads.

This is the face of a businessman, I took the plaque, they don't have to mess around here anymore!

Originally, I didn't want to do anything wrong, but now they have ignored etiquette and lost morality.

Bulldozing them can be regarded as getting rid of a scourge, not a disgrace!

However, the group of people in front of me may be Ah Gui's old subordinates, and it is me who gives Ah Gui face if they don't hurt their lives!

"Bang!"

The men at the cargo station slammed the gates shut, and the stevedores showed their dark muscles.

I riveted my strength and pulled my neck and shouted, "Smash!"

Ji Canghai was not ambiguous, picked up the wooden pole next to him, and smashed it all over the ground.

I dodged and rushed into the crowd to act as Ji Canghai's deputy.

Ji Canghai jingled up, and I kept changing my body shape in the crowd, and from time to time I threw a few punches.

However, this group of people is killing hands everywhere, and if it weren't for my quick reaction, the rubber stick would have blossomed on me a long time ago!

I glanced around and saw a mountain-like cardboard box on the right.

I bobbed to the left, then quickly stopped, and flew towards the box on the right.

"Whoa!"

Countless cardboard boxes fell like an avalanche, crackling and falling down.

In an instant, half of the cargo station was already filled with cardboard boxes.

Ji Canghai copied the big stick, turning all the windows into pieces, and the crisp cracking sound was endless.

Suddenly, a thief wind slapped against the back of my head.

I ducked and looked up again, and a table the size of a millstone slammed straight against the wall.

I looked back and saw that it was Lao Sun who made a move!

When the number of people is not dominant, it is the best policy not to fall in love with the war.

"Futakai! Withdraw!"

Ji Canghai rose from the crowd, jumped on the wall like an ape, and then handed me his hand.

"Whoosh!"

A wave of strength came from Ji Canghai's arm, and I was immediately dragged up.

The head of this wall is at least three meters high, and this group of small fish and shrimp can't get up at all.

I stood on the wall and shouted, "I will get the plaque of the White Robe Society sooner or later!"

"Wait for me to take over!"

After saying that, I didn't give them any chance, jumped directly down the wall, turned around and quickly slipped away.

Ji Canghai rubbed the beads of sweat on his face, and asked rhetorically, "I obviously had a chance just now, why didn't I pick it up?"

"If you take this off, you won't be able to sing the rest of the play!"

As I spoke, my phone buzzed in my pocket.

I took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

I picked up the phone, and a voice came from the other end of the phone: "It's Chen Qi, right? I'm Gui."

"Uncle Gui?"

I don't know why he called me out of the blue, but I couldn't help but be a little confused.

"Did you just smash the white robe?"

My heart sank suddenly, didn't I want to ask my teacher for guilt.

I was hesitating to explain when his voice came back on the other end of the line: "Smash, smash."

Gui's voice was low, but there was a firmness in it.

At one point, I suspected that I had misheard, and tentatively asked, "You mean, let me keep smashing?"

"Hmm."

I looked at Ji Canghai, I had no idea in my heart, and asked into the phone again, "Can I hear the reason?"

Ah Gui asked rhetorically without any tone: "You haven't thought about it, I don't do a good second master, why should I serve the dishes?"

I was stunned for a moment, as if I understood.