Bao Guowei rushed up to sneak attack from behind, and the small worker with an inch head who hugged Hu Xiaoshan didn't have time to remind him, and he spun a whirlwind leg on the leg of the horse coat worker who beat Hu Xiaoshan.

The little worker in the horse coat was caught off guard and fell to the ground, and his back hurt.

"Guowei! It's you! Well played! Oh yes, don't kill you! ”

When Hu Xiaoshan saw someone coming to help, his fat face looked a little excited, and he didn't forget to remind Bao Guowei not to kill him.

The horse coat worker was still a little confused, and just about to get up, Bao Guowei kicked him on the back shoulder and kicked him to the ground.

The man reacted, and he turned over and wanted to roll to the side, but Bao Guowei relied on his brain overload to easily see his movements, and reacted very quickly to lift his feet over.

According to the plot expected by Bao Guowei, it should be that the horse coat worker sat up, but found that his feet had been placed next to his face, and his eyes widened in fright and could not move again.

However, before the worker could get up, he suddenly curled up like a cooked shrimp.

"Ouch, my waist is twisted!"

The young man in the horse coat yelled as he watched to see if anyone had beaten him.

He saw that his boss was obviously suppressed by that four or five, and the other party had one more person, and he couldn't win if he continued to fight, so he had no advantage.

He didn't want to continue, so he had to pretend that his waist was twisted to show that he was forced to leave, not unjust.

This kind of small group fighting for a living is unreliable, it is just pretending to be a posture, and winning or losing depends on the two bosses fighting each other or who has more.

"Guowei! There you are! Hurry up and open up the little deflated three behind you. I'm going to have to beat him up! ”

Another inch-headed young man holding Hu Xiaoshan was helpless in his heart, and he glanced at the boss who was still struggling under Zhang Siwu, and immediately let go of Hu Xiaoshan, raised his hands and slowly stepped back.

"Wrong brother, everyone will eat together, if you don't fight, you won't fight, you go and beat other people, I won't rob this job." If you can't get angry, I'll let you beat you twice later. ”

Although Hu Xiaoshan was not beaten ruthlessly, his hands, feet and shoulders were still quite painful, and he held his breath. I wanted to teach this little worker who didn't talk about martial arts a lesson immediately, but I had to give up when I heard this.

"Guowei, follow me!"

Almost none of the people present were fully engaged in the fight, and the changes in the situation in the arena were clearly visible.

The boss hammered people on the ground, and their noses were dry and bleeding, and the numerical advantage was gone, so let's vote.

"No fight, no fight."

"I'm not going to fight anymore, and I'll give you this job today."

"I'm the same."

"Ouch! I'm this waist! ”

Bao Guowei was also ready to continue to familiarize himself with using brain overload to fight, but he didn't expect these people to surrender so simply, which is quite a legacy of the late Song Dynasty.

For example, in this kind of fight between small groups, the boss himself is a hard-working friend, except for the little foreman who started the real fire, everyone is very restrained.

Zhang Siwu was still pressing the little foreman to the ground and beating him, the little worker boss twisted his body back and forth and couldn't shake off the person riding on him, and the two arms that were a little thin in Bao Guowei were almost beaten unconscious.

His dark face was very determined, several tendons on his head were bulging, and his writhing body wanted to throw Zhang Siwu off his body.

It wasn't until Zhang Siwu's people surrounded him and his younger brothers persuaded him not to insist that he stopped writhing, panted and tilted his head to the side, sucked the blood flowing from his nose and said.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I don't have you to be fierce, we won't do the work."

"Don't you dare to rob it anymore! I've let you do all the work these days, and now I'm spitting out all the money on my body! ”

"No, this is for my mother's treatment, if it weren't for my mother's illness...... My father worked in Guangdong, and let people go to prison, my mother was sick in a hurry, couldn't get up, and had no money to treat, so she was looking to ...... Otherwise, I can't be unruly and steal your job. ”

The little foreman immediately tightened his heart, and explained the reason for his robbery, hoping to be forgiven.

Everyone knows that Guangdong is at war, and his father is in prison again, so I'm afraid it's ...... at this moment

"Your mother is sick, can your mother be robbed when she is sick? Who is comfortable in these years? Can you bully others if your family is miserable? ”

Zhang Siwu stood up after speaking, and was silent for a while, and no one at the scene spoke, and they all had some sympathy for the dead fox.

"I don't want your money today, I'm ...... There is still half a dollar, you can take it to your mother to treat her illness. ”

Zhang Siwu stretched out his hand and pulled the little foreman lying on the ground to sit up, took out half a dollar and stretched it out.

The little foreman looked at the half-opened silver dollar on Zhang Siwu's palm, and was a little stunned. I looked up at Zhang Siwu again.

The psychological defense line of the little foreman who felt goodwill seemed to have been completely defeated, and the little foreman who had not been defeated for so long had been pressed under him by beating Zhang four or five, but at this moment he lowered his head.

He reached out and took the half of the ocean.

"Disperse, disperse. Hu Xiaoshan, take everyone to find a steward to start work. ”

Zhang Siwu greeted a few times, regardless of Hu Xiaoshan.

The little foreman's younger brothers remembered their previous love and wanted to come over and support him.

The little foreman shook off the outstretched arms of the little brothers, covered his elbows, and walked out himself. Gradually disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

He walked dejectedly, walked for a long time, and came to a narrow alley where no one was around, he squatted down, took out the broken money in his pocket and counted it, a total of two yuan and seven cents.

But the next dose of medicine prescribed by the clinic costs seven yuan, and all the valuable things at home have been pawned, and the house was treated with 20 usury credits, and now I can't even pay interest......

Where do I find some money, where do I find it, where do I find it......

The mother is so sick that she can't even get out of bed, but her son can only let her die.

The little foreman seemed to have a sick face in front of his eyes, and he remembered what his mother, who was often in a trance, said to himself a few days ago when she forced herself to get up in bed:

"Soda toad, I know my body, I don't have long to live. My old woman's body is useless, don't treat me anymore. ”

"I haven't believed it after fighting for so long, I think your father has already met with an accident. Pawn everything in the house, sell the house when you really don't have any money, and don't do anything for me. It's my mother who is sorry for you. Take this money and live well......"

The toad pawned everything, the house was also on credit, changed a few pills, and lied to his mother that it was very cheap.

Now the money is gone, and my mother's illness is not cured. The usury has to collect principal and interest every month, and the day is approaching.

The toad wiped the blood oozing out from under his nose with his hand, and there was a tingling sensation in his arm.

He looked up at the small, gloomy sky blocked by the walls in front of and behind him.

He felt that his life was like this piece of heaven, with no hope and no future in sight.

What happened to his father, what happened to his mother, like two walls with spikes, were slowly pushing towards him, trying to tear him to pieces.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... I'm sorry mother. Dad, baby, please come back, the mother is gone, the baby wants to save her, the baby has no money. Soo Toad begs you to come back, the baby doesn't want to be alone in the future......"

Sobbing as if in despair, he crossed his legs and buried his head deep in his knees, tears dripping from his chin and soaking the dry and hard soil.

A grain of sand in the times, pressed on the heads of ordinary people, is a big mountain.