Siheyuan: I Have a Beast System

"boss?"

"Boss? Someone is here to find fault..."

Seeing the group of people who came here, they copied the guys without saying a word, even a fool can see that the people who came here are not good.

Shouting, he didn't tease the boring worker, and rushed to Zhao Rongwei's room in a hurry.

"The door is coming!"

"Oh no……"

"What are you arguing about? Lost your soul!"

Cursing loudly, a middle-aged man wearing a coat and squeezing his trouser belt came out of the house cursing.

"Is he a student of the army?"

Zhao Rongwei and Jia Zhengyi don't know each other. If they get the wrong person, his carefully prepared drama will be in vain.

"It's this big bald donkey!"

When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous. Ma Xuejun did not forget that Zhao Rongwei beat him with a stick.

"Who is so crazy to run wild on Grandpa's territory?"

Zhao Rongwei was very arrogant, resisted a big bald head, and walked over with a group of subordinates.

"We also copy guys."

Seeing each other holding sticks one by one, Zhao Rongwei was not stupid, he took a steel pipe.

The people who were relying on him to eat saw that the boss had already spoken, so they had no choice but to pick up the guy and surround him.

"So it's you, you little brat."

Seeing Ma Xuejun, Zhao Rongwei grinned: "What's the matter? Grandpa hurt from the blow last night, so he didn't dare to come alone, so he came with a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals?"

"Zhao Rongwei, Brother Zhao, right?"

Before Ma Xuejun could speak, Jia Zhengyi walked up with a smile: "I am Xuejun's eldest brother, and I also snatched the project of the rolling mill. If you have any complaints, you can talk about it now."

"Which kind of onion are you..."

"I'm nothing, but I can cripple you."

As soon as the words fell, Jia Zhengyi raised his leg and kicked Zhao Rongwei's crotch.

"Fuck!"

"You don't talk about Wude..."

Unprepared, Zhao Rongwei screamed and knelt on the ground: "Fuck me! Fuck them to death..."

"I see who of you dares!"

With a loud roar, Jia Zhengyi frantically raised the stick in his hand, and hit Zhao Rongwei's bald head with just one blow.

"Ah~!"

The attack was too ruthless, Zhao Rongwei was directly opened, covered his lower abdomen with one hand, and stabbed his head with the bloody beard with the other, fell to the ground and rolled his eyes.

"Come up if you are not afraid of death!"

Jia Zhengyi lifted Zhao Rongwei's collar with one hand, and held up the wooden stick in his hand with the other: "If you don't roll for three seconds, this is the end. Listen, Xuejun, you will lead someone later, and beat me to death."

"understand!"

A little confused by Ma Xuejun, he instantly understood what Jia Zhengyi meant, winked at Wei Jun, and led people to approach Zhao Rongwei's men.

There are so many of them, and if they really want to fight, they really can't take advantage of it.

Putting Zhao Rongwei down twice is the best choice.

In particular, half of Zhao Rongwei's body was stained red with blood, and he looked really creepy.

Chapter 118 Too Tortured, Killing My Heart

"Don't listen to him!"

"Call me! If something goes wrong, it's mine..."

Seeing his subordinates being forced to retreat again and again, Zhao Rongwei became impatient, and shouted loudly: "One hundred rewards for defeating one, fifty rewards for defeating one..."

Use money ability.

Although it is very painful, Zhao Rongwei must find his way back, otherwise, he will not be able to gain a foothold.

"Save your energy."

Jia Zhengyi smiled coldly, pinched Zhao Rongwei's neck, and lifted him up with a little force.

"Cough cough~"

Zhao Rongwei, who had difficulty breathing, kicked his limbs like a bastard, coughing violently.

"Fuck!"

"This is too cruel..."

Stimulated by the banknote ability, he wanted to be a worker, and when he saw Jia Zhengyi lifting Zhao Rongwei, who weighed more than 200 kilograms, with one hand, he regained his sanity in an instant.

Money is a good thing, but you have to spend it with your life.

"I'm just a part-time worker, and this matter has nothing to do with me."

Whether it's smart or cowardly, if there is one person who loses his guy and retreats, there will be a second, third...

"It doesn't matter to me, you hit you."

"He was born with supernatural power, and he even gave a fart. No wonder Zhao Rongwei is so generous and wants us to die."

"Withdraw!"

"Slip away..."

After a while, Zhao Rongwei brought people, and they threw away the guys one after another, hiding far away, as if they were afraid of splashing their blood.

"Is this solved?"

Before the fight started, the opponent was scared, and Wei Jun suddenly realized that they were a bit redundant.

Not redundant.

Town and town, without them, relying on Jia Zhengyi alone, although not afraid, it would not be so easy.

The point is, Jia Zhengyi never thought of fighting these workers.

Because, in a few minutes, these people are most likely workers under his command.

That's right, Jia Zhengyi not only wants to bring down the Roewe Urban Construction Team, but also recruits the employees of the Roewe Construction Team.

"Ahem... trash... all the fuck is trash..."

In the blink of an eye, he became a commander-in-chief, and Zhao Rong trembled in awe.

"Brother Jia?"

Only Zhao Rongwei was left, and Ma Xuejun walked up excitedly: "What should we do next?"

"Didn't he hit you once, of course you have to return it."

Jia Zhengyi smiled evilly, and threw Zhao Rongwei to the ground: "Brothers are here, it's cold, you have to move around anyway."

"You...you...what do you want?"

Zhao Rongwei, whose eyes were filled with gold stars, panicked when he saw Jia Zhengyi's smile.

Laughing too Nima is evil.

"Why not, just play."

After saying that, Jia Zhengyi waved his hand, and Ma Xuejun raised his leg and kicked: "Brothers? Hit me!"

"Ouch!"

Zhao Rongwei just got up, covered his head with a scream, and the Wei Jun and others who surrounded him punched and kicked him.

"Ah..."

"Don't...don't fight...don't fight..."

"Wrong! I know it's wrong..."

"The rolling mill project, you guys do it, I won't grab it..."

"Ouch! Stop hitting..."

How could Zhao Rongwei still have the prestige before, it was a miserable situation.

However, Ma Xuejun, Weijun and others did not stop, and surrounded Zhao Rongwei, kicking and kicking as if they were fighting for a football.

"Be good!"

"This is the rhythm of killing people!"

"Zhao Rongwei is too miserable..."

"It doesn't matter whether it's miserable or not. All I care about now is whether he will blame us for not taking action."

"scare!"

"It's hard to say, if this is blamed, this month's salary will probably be deducted a lot..."

"Better kill him!"

"If someone dies, no one will deduct our wages. Anyway, they are the gang who beat us."

"Yep……"

"..."

While the workers of the Roewe city construction team were praying, five or six law enforcement officers in uniform walked in quickly.

Wei Ming.