Invincible playboy

Zhao Fanchen shot very fast, he jumped up and punched and kicked, the short winter melon bastard was kicked out several times, his body was covered in cement, his checkered shirt couldn't be seen anymore, he kicked the little bastard away, Those social hooligans and bastards behind him were all dumbfounded on the spot. This shit is too fierce. Without saying a word, he came up and beat him hard. Seeing that the boss was beaten like a dead pig, he rolled all over the ground. , There is no power to fight back, and the troublemaker behind him is stunned, no one dares to move.

"Fuck!" The little bastard confidantes among the hooligans who immediately reacted cursed, rushed over, raised their feet and kicked, the little bastard flew up with the iron pick that fell on the ground and hit the three hooligans. In the chest, they were knocked over immediately, rushed up in two steps, reached out to take the iron pick, turned the pick, the handle of the pick in his hand seemed to be alive, waving it, and slapped the gang of migrant workers who were mostly street hooligans. In the queue, there was a sudden cry of misery, and the young man who opened the tower crane saw such a spectacular scene from above. A young man wearing an old shirt stained with cement on the white surface and stepping on Jiefang brand rubber shoes was waving With an iron pick, he chased more than 30 street bastards, caught up with one and stabbed another, and in the blink of an eye, all the street bastards who were about to collapse fell on the sand pile, clutching their stomachs, rolling around, with facial expressions It seems to be very painful.

The migrant workers on Zhang Youcai's side suddenly cheered loudly. Everyone was full of enthusiasm and energy, and their eyes were full of admiration for Zhao Fanchen who came back after throwing the pickaxe on the ground.

"Brother Xiaofan, you were amazing just now. You are even better at fighting than the lunatic Zhang in my hometown." Gouwa looked at Zhao Fanchen with a look of admiration on his face, and I knew that Brother Xiaofan was the best. Look, the little guy was beaming with excitement.

"Xiaofan, we have grown our ambition just now, let's see who dares to treat us as soft persimmons in the future..."

"Yes, these bastards should show some color and let them suffer. Our men in Hetang don't cause trouble, and they are not afraid of trouble if something happens."

The migrant workers in the old mine in Hetang were furious. These 20-year-old decorators were the masters who had no fear of the sky and the earth in the old mine. Swallow your breath, endure as much as you can, there is no way, who will let me earn the stinky money of others, in this world, I can’t do anything without money, and I can’t move an inch. These guys are waiting to earn money to pay tuition or save money Marry a wife!

Touching the sweat on his forehead, Zhang Youcai sighed bitterly, "Xiao Fan, it's okay if you don't do it, but once you do it, our business of contracting the interior decoration project of the building will definitely be gone."

That's right, he has always been kind to everyone, and he doesn't want to offend anyone. It's just that there are such a group of young men waiting to make money. No. [-] person is an unaffordable expense for food expenses for three meals a day. It is difficult to do something these days!

"Uncle Cai, I'm the one who has an accident, I guarantee you that this project is definitely ours"

Seeing that Zhao Fanchen was full of confidence and sure to win, Zhang Youcai hesitated to say anything, he couldn't say anything, he could only take one step at a time, he thought Xiaofan was too young, he hit the little bastard , just won the three-guarantee strategy, and fell into the mouth of the population. The half-finished project is definitely gone. How can I get the project money?The place where these dozens of people live tonight has not yet been found.

Seeing Zhang Youcai's worried face, Zhao Fanchen didn't say much. As a foreman, he had his difficulties. He wanted to make everyone rich and ensure that nothing happened. He took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhang Youcai, and then took out A few packs of cigarettes, asked Zhang Shengli to distribute them to everyone, and turned to the remaining migrant workers who followed the little bastard. He smoked a cigarette and raised his voice: "It's not easy for anyone to come out to work and earn money. Every family has hard-to-read scriptures. If you are willing to go to other construction sites to find work, I will not stop you. If you are willing to stay with us Those who do decoration projects are also welcome?"

Before Zhao Fanchen finished speaking, he was interrupted by a fat black man in a white shirt, white pants, and wearing a red helmet with an angry face: "Who is so loud! When is this here?" You have the final say." Behind him followed two high-priced thugs, and glanced at the little bastard lying on the ground, his face became even darker, like charred charcoal.

"Brother Huang, look at what happened today. The young men under him are getting angry. We are halfway done. What about this project?" Zhang Youcai hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face. go up.

"Old Zhang, you fucking don't want to work in this business anymore. The engineering business is useless. The person who brought you will get out of here immediately, leave the beating person to me, and take 20 yuan for medical expenses, otherwise No one wants to leave today." The black fat man Huang Erkui shoved Zhang Youcai and staggered, cursing, baring out a mouthful of yellow teeth that made people sick to the stomach. Huang Shiren was even more arrogant.

"Brother Huang, you can't say that. You are the one who didn't let us do the project. If we don't do this project, we will pay for it. We will also pay for the medical expenses. You paid us half of the decoration project of 50 yuan first. Let's end it." Zhang Youcai was not angry, but smiled more honestly, swallowing his anger and still leaning forward with his smiling face to make peace, hoping to win some back.

"Fuck! I want your project money from Mahler Gobi. You beat me up like this. You still want the project money. For the fucking work you did, you are kind enough to ask me for the project money. If you don't pay 20 today! Ten thousand medical expenses, don't fuck anyone, whoever touches me will kill someone, you think I, Huang Erkui, are a dry-cooked, grass-mud horse, a bunch of country bumpkins... Don't be shameless..." Zhang Youcai's swallowing became even more serious. It fueled Huang Erkui's arrogance. Like Huang Erkui, the more you speak good things, the more he will treat you as a soft persimmon and bully you. If you die, he will punish you vigorously. On the contrary, it will make him feel unscrupulous and arrogant.

With a slap, the fat black man Huang Erkui slapped Zhang Youcai directly. He was dozens of years old, and he was slapped in the face in front of so many people. To expose the shortcomings, Huang Erkui is bullying others.

Zhang Shengli and Gou Wa supported Zhang Youcai who staggered out, and shouted angrily, "Huang Erkui, why the hell are you beating someone?"

A strong murderous intent rose from the bottom of Zhao Fanchen's heart at an unstoppable speed, and rushed straight to his forehead, but nothing could be seen on his face.

"Why beat people? I'm fucking beating you, just because I'm three guarantees for the project. I won't give you money if I don't give you money. If I don't let you do the project, you gangsters will have to get fucked. If you don't accept it, who dares to touch my finger?" The veins on Huang Erkui's temples were twitching, and he was bullied by an incomparably fat face, yelling like a mad dog.

As soon as Huang Erkui's voice fell, he was slapped and sent flying by Zhao Fanchen with a slap. Hitting on several bundles of steel bars, the two thugs who had reacted saw that the customer had been beaten, and immediately rushed forward. Zhao Fanchen raised his foot and kicked, and with a click, the leg bones of the thugs in suits were kicked off. He was elbowed by Zhao Fanchen, his jaw was dislocated, and he stumbled out with his head tilted. The other one was directly swept by a kick, and fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

Striding over, Zhao Fanchen pinched the black fat man Huang Erkui by the neck, picked him up, dragged him aside, and lit a cigarette for himself: "Erkui, right? Who made you so arrogant and domineering? Do you want to discuss something?"

The black fat man Huang Erkui was stunned by Zhao Fanchen's sudden violence at that time. Several teeth were knocked out. There was a piercing pain in his lower abdomen. He almost spat out the hot pot he ate in the morning. He was terrified Looking at the smiling Zhao Fanchen: "Brother, what do you say, brother, I will definitely do it. You can continue to work on the project, and I will prepare for the project payment for you tomorrow, can't you?"

"I'm not talking about engineering. I mean should you take off your arm or your leg? You choose!" Taking a puff of cigarette and spraying it on the fat face of the black fat man Huang Erkui, Zhao Fanchen stepped on it. on his chest.

"Brother! My dear brother! You can do whatever you want to do the project. I guarantee that the project payment will only be more than a little bit. I was wrong just now. I am a beast. Tonight in Chuanxiangju, my brother will serve you wine to scare you. Will the wages of the brothers rise to [-] lines? Please forgive me."

Fatty Hei was cowardly on the spot, crying like a bastard, with snot and tears, where was the arrogance of gaining power just now.

"Then you know what to say!" Zhao Fanchen let go of Huang Erkui and let him stand up. The fellow touched the blood and snot from the corner of his mouth, and limped towards Zhang Youcai and the migrant workers: "Brother Zhang, You and your brothers continue to work on the project, and the wages are covered by the younger brother. Here is [-] yuan. If you take it and treat the brothers to a barbecue at night, it will be the younger brother who apologizes to the brothers. If you don’t Then, I just don’t forgive my brother.”

Huang Erkui took out a stack of brand-new hundred-yuan bills from his shirt and stuffed them into Zhang Youcai's hands. He almost knelt down to everyone on the spot. Zhang Youcai and the others turned their heads to look at Zhao Fanchen. Zhao Fanchen shrugged harmlessly. , which means it has nothing to do with me.

Holding on to the 1 yuan in his hand, Zhang Youcai didn't do anything and believed that today's incident was true. Even Huang Erkui, a black and fat man, would definitely lead others to settle accounts after a while. If he took the money, he would cause big trouble , the three brothers Huang Erkui are the top three on the construction site, no one dares to provoke them, he hurriedly said: "Brother Huang said, I can't take this money, you can save it to buy cigarettes!"

"I don't want to give the money, take it, what are you afraid of!" Zhao Fanchen took the money and weighed it in his hand. The fat black man next to him, Huang Erkui, had a flattering smile, but a stern look flashed in his small eyes.