District 9

Due to the harsh weather conditions, if heavy snow accumulates on the road and is compacted, it will form an ice layer at the bottom, making subsequent cleanup very difficult. So after Xiaohu received the call from Guan Guan, he immediately urged Liu Zhixiong to organize workers and rush to Pingdao District.

The business projects of Liu Zhixiong's company are completely different from Qingxue's. Most of his employees sit in the office and discuss business, so he was very worried about taking this job. On the one hand, he was bedridden and could only control the phone by phone; on the other hand, he had to bear the sadness of his son turning into a vegetative state and wipe Xiaohu's butt. In addition, his leader Zhan Wei was also fucked and admitted to the hospital, so he was really exhausted physically and mentally. After making a phone call, he sat on the bed, looking like a dumb man, with blank and helpless eyes. help.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, one of Liu Zhixiong's brothers, Lin Peng, organized hundreds of idle workers in Kaiyuan District, temporarily borrowed ten forklifts and hundreds of snow-clearing tools from the district's snow-clearing company, and led the team. Entering the flat road in a mighty manner.

This group of people are all "social idlers" who hang out on the ground. They have never done such hard work, so people are confused when they enter Pingdao District. He didn't know how to divide the area or how to avoid the main driving roads properly. He just saw where there was snow, so he drove ten forklifts in and started tinkering blindly.

The people in Pingdao District were stunned. They stood on the roadside and watched these stupid men, grinning in the cold, swearing, and forming a long row like black-eyed bees to shovel snow. They felt a little funny inexplicably.

In the center of the crowd, Lin Peng, who had a shaved head, pulled his neck and shouted: "Don't get together, let you clear the snow. Why are you all gathering together? Fall in love?! Please spread out, don't get tired of being together."

"Damn, this job is boring." A big red-faced man turned around and shouted: "Pengzi, you should go to the butcher shop and hire a hundred girls to stand on the roadside and cheer us on. It will make us more energetic. .”

"I want to find it for your mother. There is so much nonsense. Get it done quickly." Lin Peng frowned and cursed.

They worked for more than an hour and took a break, but they didn't even clean up the snow on half the street. Moreover, the forklift did not have a dedicated snow clearing driver, and it inadvertently knocked down two power poles.

Lin Peng hid in the car, smoking a cigarette and muttering: "I figured it out, I can do this job for a day, and we can still call some people. But if it lasts for three days, everyone who knows me will probably have to shut down their phones." .”

While the two were chatting, a large crowd of people began to gather at the fork in the main road ahead. In the blink of an eye, seventy or eighty people had gathered.

Lin Peng looked at the crowd and was stunned, then pushed the door open and got out of the car: "Whose people are hanging around there? Dabao, are you calling someone again?"

"Shout!" A middle-aged man curled his lips and said, "As soon as Kaiyuan heard that we came out to clear the snow, I called my dad just now, but he didn't answer the call."

"Whose person is that?" Lin Peng took two steps forward curiously.

At the entrance of the street, Liu Zishu and Zhang Liang's company's second-in-command, together with No. 70 and 80 people, walked towards the snow-clearing brigade.

When the Qingxue Brigade saw someone coming towards them, they all stopped what they were doing and observed the other person with a very bad premonition.

"Come on, let the leader come up and talk." Zhang Liang's brother shouted with his hands on his hips.

Lin Peng hesitated for a moment, then stepped towards him: "I'm the manager, what's wrong?"

"People from Kaiyuan are here to clear the snow? Why, are you trying to steal a job?" Zhang Liang's brother asked with a smile.

Lin Peng was stunned for a moment and immediately understood what was going on: "Then if you don't do it, why don't you let others do it?"

"Get out of here, Ma Liu," Zhang Liang's brother shouted expressionlessly, "or I'll bury them all here."

"What are you bragging about? We were called by the City Health Department and there are formal procedures." Lin Peng said in a rare and reasonable manner.

"What's the need for the City Health Department?!" Zhang Liang's brother yelled, scratching his neck: "I've made it clear that if I don't do it, no one can touch this business."

"I just touched it, what can you do?" Lin Peng was also anxious: "You are too...!"

"Bang!"

Zhang Liang's brother went up and kicked the other person in the chest, stared at him and shouted: "Fuck me."

"Hooraa!"

People No. 70 and 80 instantly raised their snow shovels and ice pliers, and smashed them into the crowd.

Yes, Uncle Liu Zi, the chicken thief, told Zhang Liang's brother before he came that this matter could not be done with guns and knives, as it would be easy to prove the truth, so this group of people in Pingdao District all had Qingxue in their hands. tool.

If someone lights up the cannon, someone will dare to take action.

People in the 70s and 80s, who were well prepared, rushed into the crowd and started smashing and beating them. For a while, the streets were filled with chickens and dogs, and the screams were deafening.

Lin Peng became anxious after being hit with two snow shovels on his head. He leaned back against the car door, stared at his eyes and shouted: "MLGB, if you don't know how to sweep snow, can you also kill people? Fight back?!"

With a roar, the crowd boiled again, and the group of social idlers from Kaiyuan District immediately fought with each other.

Just a minute or two later, more than a hundred people came out from the intersection of the street on the left again, all dressed in Zhang Liang's company workers' vests.

"Damn it, they came to Pingdao to steal jobs. Fuck them for me!"

"Don't control it, we have to be on the news today." Zhang Liang's brother dragged a person and beat him while shouting loudly.

The newcomer quickly joined the battle group, instantly dispersing Lin Peng's formation from the left side of the ribs, then raised his weapon and hit him hard on the head and face.

…

at the same time.

Songjiang City's two largest grain and ingredient trading markets in Jiangnan District announced at the same time that they would be closed for a week.

In the market, a man about 1.7 meters tall, with parted hair, a straight suit, and shiny leather shoes stood at the door of the large warehouse. He bowed very politely to the wholesaler, and then said in a slightly stiff accent. : "I'm sorry, colleagues. I'm not resisting the market, I just want to speak out for my own interests. Starting today, the two major warehouses under our company will no longer ship goods to show my attitude."

After Zhang Liang fired the first shot, the Japanese in Jiangnan District also immediately expressed their attitude.

In the Bai family, Lao Baitou was sitting on the sofa, holding a teacup, and said excitedly: "Haha, don't tell me, Qin Yu and the new gang of kids in each district are really bloody! This counterattack is a bit satisfying. Now, that’s how we have to deal with those young men in the city.”

"What about our side?" the middle-aged man asked standing aside.

"Ask the media to stir things up and help me." Lao Bai responded with a gloomy look: "Last time, they gave me a few rounds of bombs. I have to return the favor!"

"Understood." The middle-aged man nodded and left.

…

In the car outside Xile Palace, Ye Lin turned to look at the figure in the back seat and said, "Now Xiaohu has made things bigger."

"Qin Yu's interest bundling is working," the figure replied with a faint smile: "He really gave me a surprise. Well, I can let my people find opportunities to get in touch with him."