Song Zhengzai carefully returned to the outside of the diesel engine market with her hands in the mink. At this time, Liu Zhu was sitting sweating profusely on the stool that someone brought him to smoke, squinted his eyes and looked at Song Zheng walking in the distance.

Song Zheng looked at Liu Zhu and then reached out to hang the mink coat on the bracket again. Then he pointed to a shovel at Liu Zhu's feet and asked, "Are you rich to work for you?"

Liu Zhu didn't say anything, stood up with a cigarette in his mouth, took out a wallet from his coat, then pulled out the cash inside, and found out five hundred yuan and handed it to Song Zheng.

Liu Zhu turned his head and vomited the cigarette butt in his mouth and said to Songzheng, "I'm looking for Qingxue Team at this price. Tomorrow, the four doors in the entire market must be clean. Can you do it?"

Song Zheng looked at the money in Liu Zhu's hand and grabbed it, stuffed it into his pocket, then turned around and started to lower his head and fucked hard with a shovel.

Looking at Song Zheng, who was a little frigid but not at all active, Liu Zhu relaxedly picked up his mink coat and put it on, turned around and walked into the market!

Tan Li, who had been sitting in the management office for a while, saw Liu Zhu coming in and asked, "Let's go home?"

"Go back, go home to have some hot pot tonight. I just worked so I was frozen for the work. Everyone said warm winter, let's not warm!" After Liu Zhu said carelessly, hello to the people in the management office and then took Tan Li away.

When the two walked outside the market, Song Zheng was wearing a slightly torn sweater and lowered his head and carefully pushed the dirty things to the side of the road. Then he carefully smoothed them and turned around and came back to continue. It was such a boring and laborious job. In Liu Zhu's eyes, he saw the hard work and seriousness of this young man!

"Who is this? Where did you find it? Why is it himself?" Tan Li pointed at Song Zheng in confusion and asked.

"You care so much. He said he could do it well tomorrow. If he couldn't do it tomorrow, I would deal with him!" Liu Zhu said with a smile and then took Tan Li into his car and left!

Songzheng did not look up at Liu Zhu throughout the whole process. I don’t know if he didn’t look on purpose. In short, there was only a shovel in Songzheng’s eyes and the dirty snow that people frowned and wanted to avoid when they saw it!

Since winter is relatively early, the market is closed before 6 o'clock in the evening, the market is basically powered off and lights are turned off. At this time, Song Zheng was steaming all over with a shovel and was shoveling snow. He was half a bottle of frost-hungry soda on his feet, and two people were taking a few bites on his head.

Song Zheng threw down the shovel in his hand in a rough manner, looked at the clean market door in front of him and said to himself, "I'm so good at this job next time, I'll care about him having a hundred dollars! His pants are soaked. What if something goes wrong with the ice?" After muttering, Song Zheng slowly walked towards his cotton jacket, took out a pack of Yingchun cigarettes that were less than one yuan at that time and put them in his mouth. Then he took a hard breath and prepared to continue to pick up the shovel to work.

At this time, there were fewer pedestrians on the street, and any sound in the silence of everything would be infinitely amplified, such as the sound of cars passing by by chance, the ringing of bicycles in the distance, the occasional barking of dogs, and the sound of some messy but compact footsteps!

Song Zheng frowned and looked at the source of the sound. During the day, he chased back the thin man with a squid coat from him. He walked up to him with seven or eight men with a look of frown behind him. He was all put in his arms, and he shrank his neck and hugged his arms and walked towards him!

Song Zheng ignored them and continued to pick up a shovel and put a cigarette in his mouth to prepare for work.

"**Baby, are you still strong and calm?" The thin man walked towards Songzheng with his brothers support.

Song Zheng snorted inside his nose and looked at the thin man and asked, "What do you mean? Do you have something to do with me?"

"Can I be fine? Are you not arrogant during the day? Isn't you giving me any face to you? Come on, let's find a place to chat..."

Before the thin man could finish his words, Song Zheng suddenly exerted force with his hands holding the shovel. A shovel seemed to be lightning and swung it horizontally towards the thin man's calves...

"Bang..."

"Ao..."

The sound of hard objects hitting him, and the thin man jumped at least one meter high in place, and his voice was not like a wailing sound that people could make suddenly echoed around the open market!

After the people brought by the thin man looked like a monkey, the calves on his right leg bent strangely in an incredible direction, and the thin man lay on the ground without a sound and there was no movement.

Song Zheng glanced at the shovel in his hand expressionlessly. Because he had been working for too long, the shovel head had already flew out when he was swung up just now, otherwise he would definitely be able to directly break the thin man's calves.

"Damn, domestic things are really not good!" Song Zheng then took a stick that turned from a shovel to a pickaxe and rushed straight towards a group of men who were stunned!

"Hey?" A man who stood in front and became Song Zheng's first default target had a puzzled voice. Song Zheng raised his pickaxe and jumped up directly, and then smashed it hard at the man's sky spirit cover!

"Bang!"

The muffled sound of the same hard object hitting him was heard. The man's eyes turned upwards and his legs were weak and kneeling directly on the ground. Attentive people could see that a piece of heat came out of the man's crotch. Because the violent blow made him lose consciousness instantly, the man's urination and defecation were incontinence...

"Clean!" "Smart!" These two words are not an exaggeration to describe Song Zheng's actions just now, but the next one can only use "cruel", "bloody", "ruthless" and "violent" to barely describe it!

After Song Zheng fucked the man, the shovel handle in his hand was broken directly, but Song Zheng didn't care at all and walked towards the crowd again without stopping.

"Go to your mother, fuck him!" A man who looked at Song Zheng who had nothing in his hand looked at Song Zheng coming over, reached out and pushed his buddy around him. He asked his buddy to fuck him, but he didn't do it himself, but asked his buddy to do it.

From this we can see that these people actually don’t have the courage to do evil things, steal something and scare the people, but they really don’t care. Apart from hunching their heads and crying, these people basically have the only ones who wash their pants can follow!

The man who was pushed a little pulled his hand out of his arms, and a small iron hook shining in his hand swung towards Song Zheng.

This kind of hook is made of pig iron, half of which are used for butchers to hang meat or tools for tailors to hang cloth. Everyone should know the captains in European and American pirates who have an iron hook in their hands? It is basically similar, but they are thicker than those pirate dogs.

These thieves basically hold this kind of thing. From this tool, we can tell that they are not ordinary thieves. They are basically some flying thieves who specialize in the railway station platform or truck compartment.

This kind of thief uses this kind of hook to unload goods and steal large objects.

The thieves in the city are basically empty-handed. Only some professional high-end thieves who compare prices will carry the flying eagle blades that they have practiced their boy skills since childhood to steal or defend themselves. Therefore, from the guys they are with the thief, you can basically determine where these people are or which part of them are!

Song Zheng looked at the hook in front of him without dodging, until the hook pierced into his shoulders with a sharp end. He just stretched out his hand indifferently and punched the man hard on the bridge of his nose. Then he grabbed the man's shoulders with both hands while he was lowering his head and covering his face, and suddenly raised his knee and hit the man's face hard again!

After three or four consecutive times, the man fell to the ground again in a limp manner!

This was the third person who fell down after Song Zheng took action. The remaining few people turned around and ran away as if they were ghosts. Song Zheng reached out and pulled the iron hook carefully from his body. Then he carried the iron hook and let the blood on his shoulders flow down his arms, quickly chasing the men!

A man was caught up by Song Zheng from behind. Song Zheng violently swung the hook forward and instantly pierced the shoulder blade of the man in front. Then Song Zheng rushed backwards and pulled the man into his arms. Then he gave up the iron hook with both hands and hugged the man's face directly. He clasped his fingers hard to pull the man's face towards a small black alley and pulled it in...

"Oh my god, it's a ghost!"

"Brother, I'm wrong!"

"ah………"

A minute or two later, the alley was as quiet as stagnant water. Song Zheng looked a little pale, but he still walked out steadily. After looking around, he found that no one noticed the brief fight here before walking towards the market door!

Early the next morning, Liu Zhu drove his car to the market with his wife.

After arriving, Liu Zhu did not rush to get off the car, but pulled his wife to drive around the market deliberately. He found that the four doors were all clean and then parked the car and took his wife to get off and walked into the market.

As soon as Liu Zhu entered the market, he heard many people talking about the police today that the police found four seriously injured people, one of whom had a discounted calves, one of whom had a head opened, one of whom had a discounted nose, and one of whom had a wound on them. Now, after being taken away by the police, he seemed to be frightened and kept talking nonsense, saying "Ghost, help me" and other nonsense!

Tan Li is an ordinary Northeastern woman, so she started to talk nonsense with the old ladies and men in the market. What the hell is it?
Chapter completed!