Siheyuan: I Have a Beast System

Damn!

What are you thinking?

Thinking of the embarrassing scene just now, Ding Qiunan blushed even more.

Fortunately, Hu Chunlan didn't think too much about it, otherwise, he would have to break the casserole and ask the bottom line.

the other side.

Coming out of the infirmary, Jia Zhengyi went directly to the construction site.

Workers have been busy for noon, and they are waiting in a long line with lunch boxes.

Lunch is very simple, lard cabbage vermicelli, white flour steamed buns, tomato and egg soup.

But in the eyes of the workers, this is already very rich, in time for the New Year's Eve dinner.

The key is that the price of meals is also very cheap.

Restricted to eating.

If you want to take an extra meal home, it is not the price.

Even so, there are many people who bring meals home.

Because, food money can be deducted from salary.

In a year of famine, feeding the family is the top priority.

In other construction sites, you can't even eat enough to eat, but here, you can not only eat enough, but also eat well.

Flour, pork, eggs, luxury.

The most critical.

In this famine year, there is only an iron rice bowl, and after feeding the family, I can still save one or two dollars a month.

But now, they can also feed their families, save a dollar or two, and have a private rice bowl, which is just an illusion.

Unexpectedly, it came true here today.

With such remuneration and benefits, the workers are not only in high spirits, but also work harder one by one.

Because no one wants to give up such an opportunity.

Jia Zhengyi, who stopped in his tracks, felt a sense of accomplishment when he saw the smiling workers.

Perhaps, this is the ego superiority of businessmen.

It's no wonder that the business leaders interviewed always said that making money is not the purpose, but the purpose is to benefit the society.

I thought it was ridiculous before, but now, I feel that way.

It's a bit ironic.

Even though he was just starting out, Jia Zhengyi knew that his goal was to make money, and everything else was bullshit.

"Brother Jia?"

"Brother Jia..."

Just when he was in a daze, Jia Zhengyi's thoughts were brought back to reality by shouts.

At the gate, Ma Xuejun led a group of spirited guys, waving at him.

The thugs came.

There were not many people, only a dozen of them, but each of them looked dangerous.

In particular, the young man standing beside Ma Xuejun, wearing a colonel's overcoat and a plush military cap tilted, looked foolish, but gave Jia Zhengyi the illusion of a wolf.

A tough character.

"Student army."

"Brother Jia?"

Seeing Jia Zhengyi approaching, Ma Xuejun hurriedly took a step forward, pointing to the young man beside him: "Let me introduce you, this is Wei Jun. I'm a young boy, active in the first generation of the passenger station, just released last year..."

"Really?"

Jia Zhengyi became curious, and stretched out his hand towards Wei Jun: "Jia Zhengyi, brother, please tell me, what did you do to get in?"

"There's nothing I can't say, I stabbed a few scumbags, and I studied for three years..."

Further study?

Real Nima can chat, feelings are such a thing, and stains are regarded as gold-plated.

but……

From what he said, Jia Zhengyi could also tell that the guard's background was not simple.

Hooliganism is likely to be shot, let alone stabbed a few people.

"I heard from Xuejun that you are good at fighting?"

After an introduction, Wei Jun changed the subject and stared at Jia Zhengyi excitedly: "How about two moves? If you can hit me, from now on, Wei Jun and the rest of the brothers behind me will recognize you as the eldest brother."

"What's your way?"

When he was about to fight, Jia Zhengyi was speechless: "Xuejun? Is the person you are looking for reliable?"

"Hehe~"

Ma Xuejun was embarrassed, and scratched his head: "Junzi has such a virtue, and I was quick to say that you have been on the battlefield and killed foreign devils."

"Are you the second generation of the army?"

After listening to Ma Xuejun's explanation, Jia Zhengyi seemed to know that Wei Jun had some details.

Only military families are keen on the battlefield.

"Calculated, it's the third generation of the army, the old man retired, and I put him in the border defense..."

After speaking, Wei Jun became a little impatient, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Are you going to fight or not?"

"Let me give you one hand, lest you say that I bully you as a child."

This is not sarcasm, Wei Jun looks only seventeen or eighteen, it is not known if he is a baby face.

"broken!"

Hearing the child, Ma Xuejun yelled inwardly that he was not good, and just about to remind him, he saw Wei Jun roaring and pounced on him.

Raising his hand to chop, his arm was like a steel whip, rushing to hit Jia Zhengyi's head.

Tongbei fist?

Accepting the inheritance of a martial arts master, Jia Zhengyi has a certain understanding of some boxing techniques, palm techniques, and leg techniques.

As soon as Wei Jun made a move, Jia Zhengyi could tell that he was a trainer.

It's not about embroidering fists and legs, but real kung fu that has been practiced hard for several years.

"I hate it the most. People call me a child. I get injured. I pay for the medical expenses..."

"Let's talk when you meet me."

Jia Zhengyi slipped his footsteps and avoided the attack of the guards. Before he could wave his hand, he strode forward and pushed his shoulder slightly.

Pedal~!

It took only [-]% of his strength, and the guard who was hit on the chest by a shoulder retreated five or six times before stopping.

"Bump to the top of the mountain!"

"You practice Bajiquan?"

Wei Jun's eyes widened, staring at Jia Zhengyi with disbelief on his face.

"Blind practice."

Jia Zhengyi retracted his stance and raised his chin pretendingly: "You made a mistake in practicing your back fist. You only have the momentum of opening and closing, but your lower body is loose, and your strength has been reduced by at least half."

"Do you know Tongbei?"

Wei Jun's eyes lit up instantly, and then they were covered up again. Unconvinced, he raised his eyebrows: "I was careless just now, I didn't expect you to be a Lianjiazi, let's compare."

"Let's get down to business."

Having no time to play with him, Jia Zhengyi turned to look at Ma Xuejun: "How did you get here? Where is the Rongwei City Construction Team?"

"The guard found a bus, and the guy is also on the bus, how do you want to call?"

Finally able to get back to the field, Ma Xuejun was instantly excited.

"We are civilized people who speak the law, and fighting is not the purpose."

Fighting is to be fought, but how it will end after the fight is a technical task: "You go first, I will pick up a few people, and then I will do it when I arrive."

Chapter 117 Do You Really Talk About Martial Arts?

"Academician?"

"You didn't lie to me, did you? Why do I feel that Jia Zhengyi is a little timid."

The one who left was called a quickie, and the guards are very suspicious now that Jia Zhengyi was not discharged from the army due to injury, but became a deserter.

"Times have changed."

Ma Xuejun knew Jia Zhengyi well, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be cowardly. He explained with a smile: "Purely relying on fighting and killing will not work anymore. You have such a big background, and the old man has used many connections. Why don't you just squat for three years."

"You mean, Jia Zhengyi wants to play tricks?"

Wei Jun is not stupid, he immediately understood what Ma Xuejun meant.

"Soldiers are deceitful, you should have heard this a lot, right?"

Ma Xuejun smiled and waved at everyone: "Everyone get in the car, no one is allowed to show up without my order, play by ear..."

Hearing this, all the younger brothers looked at Wei Jun.

"Listen to Xuejun, get in the car and get in the car."