Ding Shuigen snorted, with a look of disgust on his face, and continued to eat.
A few yellow guys sat down and started bragging as if no one was watching. One said that he had beheaded someone when he was fourteen, and the other said that he had bloomed for the class flower at the age of twelve.
Zhang Jun quickly finished the food while listening to the story. Just as he was about to walk away, a young man with yellow hair suddenly slapped the table and yelled: "Fuck you, mother! Why is there a fly on the stew?"
After saying that, he reached out and pinched out a dead fly from the stewed meat, with an annoyed look on his face.
Zhang Jun and others were sitting across from each other. They clearly saw that the yellow-haired young man grabbed a fly from the table, then crushed it to death before throwing it on the brine. It was obvious that these four yellow-haired young men were deliberately looking for trouble.
It's to blackmail the street stall owner.
The boss's face changed. He stepped forward, took a look, and said quickly: "No, I caught the brine with my own hands. It was very clean when I brought it in, and there were no flies."
"Fuck! Are you saying that we are lying?" The young man stood up, raised his hand and slapped the boss.
This poor old man, who was over sixty years old, was so dizzy after being slapped that he sat on the ground, his mouth full of blood, looking angry and humiliated.
"You dare to let us eat flies, you are seeking death!" Another young man stood up and yelled viciously. He kicked the food cart arrogantly a few times, knocked off the food on the cart, and threw it on the ground.
"What are you doing?" Ding Shuigan stood up suddenly and rushed to the beating Huang Mao with a look of justice.
The four yellow men all stood up at once, and immediately surrounded Ding Shuigen. The one who hit the person said sullenly: "Hey, whose crotch is not sewn well, and your hair is leaking out? Do you want to meddle in our business?"
Ding Shuigan opened his eyes and said, "You obviously put the flies in, why did you hit me?"
"boom!"
One Huang Mao raised his foot and kicked Ding Genshui to the ground. The four people picked up the bench on the ground and started beating him. Ding Genshui didn't react and was beaten to a bloody head in an instant, losing the ability to fight back.
Seeing this scene, his two companions turned pale. They wanted to help, but they did not dare to offend these people, so they could only lower their heads in fear.
Zhang Jun didn't even look at the scene. He slowly ate the last piece of braised pork, then stood up and said impatiently: "Hey, if you hit him again, he will be killed." After saying this, he walked over to several people.
Seeing that there was another one emerging, one of them sneered and walked towards Zhang Jun, hit him on the head with a wooden stool with all his strength, and uttered obscene words.
Zhang Jun moved like lightning, grabbing the stool that fell in mid-air, and then smashed it back.
"collapse!"
Huangmao's arm bones were broken by the impact, and then he was hit on the forehead. He fell to the ground unconscious with a stream of blood. It was a serious concussion at least.
The other three were alerted. When they saw their companions being knocked down, they all rushed over with roars. How could these gangsters be Zhang Jun's opponents? They were knocked to the ground with a few punches, with broken bones and tendons, and howled in agony.
After repairing a few scoundrels, Zhang Jun stepped forward to help Ding Shuigen and said with a smile: "Brother, you are good enough, but when it comes to redressing injustices, you have to do what you can, and don't risk your life."
Ding Shuigen and others were stunned for a long time. He was helped up by Zhang Jun and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Fugui, you... you are so powerful, a martial arts master!"
Zhang Jun rolled his eyes: "I'm not much of a master, I just know the Three-legged Cat Kung Fu." Then he glanced at the screaming people on the ground and asked, "What are you going to do with them?"
Ding Shuigen wiped his face, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and said: "Mom, if you dare to hit me, I will kill you!"
After saying that, regardless of the pain on his body, he picked up the stool and walked over and punched several people, breaking all the arms and legs of several Huangmao people, and then stepped on them a few more times to relieve his anger.
When Zhang Jun saw that he had finished the fight, he gave him a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Brother, you have courage."
Ding Shuigan smiled "haha" and said: "Brother, if it weren't for you, I would have been beaten to a disability today. Come on, let's change places, and I'll treat you to a drink."
Zhang Jun waved his hand: "Stop drinking, deal with these people first, otherwise they will definitely cause trouble to the stall owner when they come back to their senses."
"How to deal with it?" Ding Shuigen obviously had no experience in this kind of thing, so he asked Zhang Jun for advice.
Zhang Jun said: "Easy." Then he walked over and tapped each of the four people's heads. In fact, he secretly used a golden needle to penetrate the acupuncture point on the opponent's brain. Once this acupuncture point is damaged, memory will be lost, causing severe amnesia.
disease patients.
At first glance, these people were not good people, so Zhang Jun turned them into amnesia patients, so that they would not cause trouble to the old man running the stall again, and he also punished them.
After finishing the work, he asked Ding Shuigen to pile all four people into the Japanese car, and then the two of them got into the car. Ding Shuigen glanced at the two companions who were stunned and said: "You go back first, I will go back to the repair shop tomorrow.
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The old man had already stood up and said to Ding Shuigan and Zhang Jun with great gratitude: "Thank you, young man!"
Zhang Jun smiled and waved his hand: "Old man, I will come to eat your braised pork another day. I will give you a discount next time."
The old man smiled and said, "I'll treat you to food next time."
The car drove away, and when they entered a busy area of the city, the two of them left the car on the street and found a hotel to rest temporarily. Zhang Jun didn't have an ID card, but Ding Shuigen did, so they didn't encounter any trouble when checking in.
Zhang Jun took a hot bath, and when he came out, he found that Ding Shuigan had bought a large bag of snacks and drinks, and had a cigarette sitting there waiting for him to come out.
"Brother Fugui, can you teach me kung fu?" He suddenly said this when he saw Zhang Jun. It turned out that Zhang Jun's previous skills were too sharp, which shocked Ding Shuigen. He was looking forward to becoming like Zhang Jun.
A master who can't wait to learn from his master.
Zhang Jun was amused and said, "Okay, I can teach you, but I'm afraid you won't be able to endure the hardship."
"I'm not afraid of hardship!" Ding Shuigan straightened his neck, his expression was the same as when facing Huang Mao, very serious.
Zhang Jun nodded. Although it is a little late to learn martial arts at the age of twenty, it is not impossible to learn.
While chatting, Zhang Jun asked about Ding Shuigen's work situation. He works in an auto repair shop and earns three to four thousand yuan a month. His sister is studying at Xijiang University and visits him every weekend.
Zhang Jun asked: "Shui Gen, is the auto repair shop still recruiting workers?"
Ding Shuigen was overjoyed when he heard this: "Brother Fugui, can you also repair cars?"
Zhang Jun doesn't know how to repair cars, but his Buddha's eyes can see through everything and he can tell where there is something wrong with the car at a glance. He is better than the best car repairman. With a little training, he will become the best in the world.
Repair mechanic.
"I know a little bit," Zhang Jun said, "Can I come over?"
"Of course you can!" Ding Shuigan said with a smile, "The factory is not big, there are only three of us workers, and the boss is preparing to recruit people. It is a good time for you to go. However, the salary is not high in the first few months, a little more than two thousand."
Zhang Jun said: "Two thousand is a lot, you can do it."
Ding Shuigen was very happy and said with a smile: "Brother Fugui, from now on I can repair the car and learn kung fu from you at the same time?"
Zhang Jun said calmly: "Okay, as long as you are willing to endure hardship, I can teach you at any time."
The next day, Ding Shuigen took a taxi and took Zhang Jun back to the auto repair shop. The auto repair shop was not far from the barbecue stall and was located in a two-story building on the roadside. The boss was a fat man in his forties who spoke
Very kind.
Because of Ding Shuigan's guarantee, he simply asked about the situation and left Zhang Jun with a tentative salary of two thousand a month.
After negotiating a salary, the boss asked Ding Genshui to help him get familiar with the environment, and his people left.
There used to be only three workers in the factory. Apart from Ding Shuigen, the other two were Xiao Zhao and Xiao Liu, both of whom were very skilled. Perhaps because of what happened yesterday, Xiao Zhao and Xiao Liu were embarrassed when they saw Ding Shuigen and didn't say much.
Ding Shuigen ignored them and took Zhang Jun to visit the factory.
The ground floor of the small building is a maintenance shop, and there is a small yard of more than 200 square meters behind for storing cars. The second floor is a resting place for several maintenance workers. The maintenance shop is open 24 hours a day and must be ready to receive customers at any time.
Must stay here.
Ding Shuigen quickly helped Zhang Jun prepare beds and daily necessities, and also introduced to him in detail the operation of Shizi and the commission algorithm for repairs.
Throughout the morning, Zhang Jun carefully watched three people repairing cars. He found that most of the people who came here for repairs were forklifts, pickup trucks, large and medium-sized vans, and a small number of private cars.
Whenever he repairs a car, he will analyze the structure and working principle of the car through perspective. Basically, he can understand it at a glance and feels that repairing the car is not difficult.
By the afternoon, he had already begun instructing several people to repair cars.
At this time, a private car that always stalled was brought in for maintenance. Zhang Jun took a look and said to Ding Shuigen: "Shuigen, listen to the sound, the high-voltage coil of the distributor in this car is broken. Go and replace it."
Ding Shuigen was stunned and said: "Brother Fugui, can you really hear it?"
A skilled car repairman can determine what is wrong based on the sound of the engine, but this requires long-term practice and countless repair experiences. Ding Shuigen does not believe that Zhang Jun has reached this level.
Xiao Zhao and Xiao Liu looked at each other, both disbelieving. Xiao Zhao said, "You'll know after you open it and take a look."
Ding Shuigen also wanted to know whether Zhang Jun's judgment was accurate, so he started working together and quickly disassembled the engine. Upon inspection, he found that the fault was caused by a dent in the power-off point of the high-voltage coil.
The three people immediately admired Zhang Jun immensely and regarded him as a top expert in the industry.
Next, no matter whether it is a forklift, a van or a pickup truck, Zhang Jun can spot the problem at a glance. His guidance greatly improves the maintenance efficiency, and one can often be repaired in a few minutes.
You know, usually they have to find out where the car's faults are through careful inspection. How can they be so quick as Zhang Jun and know where the faults are at a glance?