The two looked at each other and shook their heads, not understanding.
"Take one step at a time, and then work first."
Ma Erbao responded, and the two of them walked back to the operating table and looked at the sacks stacked in the corner. They were the same as when they went out, with no changes.
The two of them first weighed the sacks and sealed them, then dragged the wooden boards and transported the stick noodles to their stacking place, looking at the sacks that had been piled up in three layers.
Ma Erbao asked: "This is wrong, we haven't piled it up yet."
"Someone must have thought our place was easy, so they put it here."
Ma Erbao thought for a moment and already had a guess in his mind.
"It should be Brother Li, he is the only one who can do this!"
Following the direction of Ma Erbao's finger, Zhou Wenzhong looked over. A man in his 20s, about 1.75 meters tall and weighing more than 130 kilograms, was nodding in response to the two of them.
Zhou Wenzhong walked towards Brother Li, took out the "Pegasus" cigarettes from his arms, patted the cigarette case, took out one and handed it over.
"Brother Li, have a cigarette."
Brother Li glanced at the cigarette case and patted Zhou Wenzhong's hand as he handed the cigarette. The cigarette fell to the ground. At the same time, everyone who was busy stopped what they were doing and came over to watch the fun.
"I can't get used to your good cigarettes."
Zhou Wenzhong laughed, bent down to pick up the cigarette, stuffed it back into the cigarette case, and put it back into his arms.
Ma Erbao ran over, pulled Zhou Wenzhong's sleeve, then frowned and shook his head. Zhou Wenzhong patted his hand.
"Brother Li, did you put your sack in the wrong place? I know you didn't do it on purpose. Can my brother help you carry it back?"
Brother Li said disdainfully: "That's right, I just wanted to put it there. Didn't you two change your profession to beg for food? Why are you back?"
Everyone laughed out loud when they heard the word "begging for food".
"Brother Li, we don't need to be like this, right? Look at our small bodies. The leader of the grain depot took care of us and gave us a flat ground so that we could lift the sacks. You can't help but feel sorry for your brother."
"Hey! You are very sharp-tongued. You two should go out and beg for food quickly. Stop hanging around here. It's embarrassing!"
"Brother Li, the two of us helped Madman Bai make food for his mouth. This is a good deed in itself. You laughed and laughed, and you saw the excitement. Leave a way for your brother. Let's stop this matter.
Put them where they should. If you continue to pile them up, we brothers won't be able to move them up. Even if you feel sorry for your two brothers, do you think that's okay?"
Brother Li is definitely a person who is used to bullying and dominating the market. He opened his mouth and said: "What do you think you are doing? Do you deserve to say this to me?"
"Brother Li, is this really difficult to deal with?"
"Isn't this nonsense you asked? Breakfast is such an easy job! I see that you two are doing a good job, just follow the white madman, why are you back here with us?"
"That's it."
Zhou Wenzhong nodded and stopped talking nonsense. He said, "I'll see Zhen Zhang." He walked to the door of the grain depot in two steps and waved to Brother Li.
"If we can't explain it inside, let's talk outside."
Brother Li walked out with arms spread wide, and everyone around him realized something was wrong. They felt that Zhou Wenzhong would definitely be beaten to the ground and suffer a big loss. Some kind-hearted people were already running towards the gate, probably to call the grain station.
People, some people are trying to persuade Brother Li to stop.
Ma Erbao also plucked up the courage to walk up to Zhou Wenzhong.
"Just go up and watch, I don't need you."
"I'd better come with you. In the worst case, we'll get beaten together."
"It's really not necessary. Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. I gave him my face just now, but he insists on not taking it. If we withdraw once today, we will have to withdraw a second time tomorrow. This matter cannot be tolerated."
He pushed Ma Erbao aside and waved to Brother Li again.
"Hurry up and don't take it for granted. Don't be too crazy. Being too crazy will cause trouble."
"Grandma! I see you haven't been beaten before."
After Brother Li finished speaking, he strode towards Zhou Wenzhong while making a fist with his right hand until Zhou Wenzhong came to face him.
Zhou Wenzhong shook his head after seeing this. He has so much brute strength that he is not even as good as a farmer. Don't you know that my master is Niujie Shen Yousan?
Zhou Wenzhong also opened his posture, slightly bent his knees, made a diving posture, raised his hands, and spread his fingers.
Although the onlookers couldn't understand Zhou Wenzhong's appearance, some of them had walked over the overpass! Isn't this a stance that he likes to use in wrestling?
Seeing Brother Li running toward him, Zhou Wenzhong knew in his heart that he couldn't fight because the power disparity was too big, so he could only rely on his short height to gain strength.
Brother Li's fist had already come over. Zhou Wenzhong quickly turned his hips, grabbed Brother Li's left sleeve with his right hand, bent his legs and dived down, then used his left hand to grab the crotch of Brother Li's right leg, which is the inner side of his right thigh. He moved to the side.
The direction was provocative, driving Brother Li's center of gravity, his feet were connected to his legs, his legs were connected to his legs, and his waist was violently pushed. Brother Li was knocked to the ground by Zhou Wenzhong as if he was doing a cartwheel.
Professional term: sleight of hand.
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in surprise. Before they could start cheering, they saw Brother Li getting up from the ground and rushing over again with curses on his lips.
This time, Zhou Wenzhong leaned forward and hugged Brother Li's waist with both hands. His back was hit hard by Brother Li twice. He must have worn thick clothes, so it didn't hurt much. He released his hands from his waist and then
He hugged Brother Li's right leg and lifted it up hard. Brother Li grabbed the back of Zhou Wenzhong's cotton-padded jacket. Zhou Wenzhong gritted his teeth and used all his strength to lift up. He lifted Brother Li from the ground and used all his strength to do so.
It hit the ground beside it with so much force.
Professional term: leg-hugging throw.
"boom………"
There was dust on the ground, and Brother Li struggled to get up. Just as he stood up, he fell down in pain again before he could stand firmly. It was obvious how hard he fell this time, and luckily the ground was sandy.
If it were a cement floor, Brother Li would most likely suffer internal injuries in addition to fractures.
At this time, Brother Li couldn't care less about cursing. He put his hand under his waist. He must have fallen down. His mouth was so painful that he couldn't speak and kept humming.
At this point, the battle was over, and everyone began to whisper and comment among each other.
"This...this kid won? Damn it!"
"Xiao Li can't do it either! It's all for nothing. Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
"Eh... Such a shameful thing. I thought it was so awesome, but it just took two blows and it's lying there!"
"Li Daqiang! Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
"It's far behind. Didn't you see the clue? I felt something was wrong from the beginning. We are not on the same level at all. Xiao Li's loss was not unjust."
"Huh? Why didn't you say this just now, and now you're doing it as a hindsight?"
"Hey, let me tell you. Didn't I mention it just now? Did any of you listen? Let's start now..."
Ma Erbao jumped up on the spot, waved his hands and shouted: "Brother Zhong has won! Brother Zhong must teach me when he comes back! Just teach me the move just now."
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Zhou Wenzhong twisted his waist and walked to Li Daqiang. Li Daqiang turned his head to the side. This time he was embarrassed! Looking at the situation, was he planning to hit himself again?
Zhou Wenzhong faced Li Daqiang who was lying on the ground, stretched out his hands to grab his cotton-padded jacket, pulled him up from the ground, and patted his clothes several times.
He turned around and said to everyone: "Brother Li made a joke with me just now. We've all finished watching the excitement. Just go and do whatever you need to do. You can't delay the production tasks at the grain station."
"Okay, now that we've finished watching the fun, I'd better continue my fight against the big bag."
Seeing someone leaving first, everyone turned around and walked towards the grain depot.
Shaking his head at Ma Erbao, the two of them returned to their operating stations, leaving Li Daqiang standing alone. Li Daqiang, who was in his 20s, was blushing with shame at this time. Should he go back to the grain depot or go back?
Jia? was beaten up by a young man, and his previous face was completely lost today. When Li Daqiang was hesitant, someone made a decision for him.
Zhang Xiufang, Director Zhang, and the people who went to the grain station to report the news came from the direction of the gate. Just now, Zhang Xiufang was about to shout twice to stop the fight, but she was shocked speechless by Zhou Wenzhong's result. The two were fighting.
The three of them saw the scene clearly.
Stationmaster Zhang has already learned the whole story from the person who reported the news.
They are just doing part-time jobs. If they really start to cause trouble, at worst, they will all be kicked out.
"Li Daqiang, is there something wrong with you? Can you still move?"
Li Daqiang glanced at Director Zhang, turned his face to the side, and replied: "It's okay. It hurt just now, but it doesn't hurt anymore."
"If it doesn't hurt, go to work quickly! What are you doing here? Do you want to deduct your salary?"
"No, no. I was just getting ready to go back to work when you came."
"What are you talking about? Why don't you go back quickly!"
"knew."
Li Daqiang walked towards the grain depot feeling a little disappointed, and the messenger followed closely and returned to the grain depot.
Zhang Xiufang took Stationmaster Zhang's arm and said in a somewhat excited tone: "Dad! Just now, Zhou Wenzhong, this idiot, did this first, and then again, and finally Li Daqiang was lying on the ground. Dad! Did he stretch his legs to fight Li Daqiang just now? You
Did you see clearly?"
Zhang Xiufang talked and gestured excitedly, preparing to reenact the fight with Station Master Zhang.
"Go, go, what does it look like?"
"Dad! Can you beat this fool Zhou Wenzhong?"
Stationmaster Zhang said angrily: "He is not a fool. How can a fool say what he just said? How can a fool fool a large group of people into paying for money at noon? How can a fool take out a cigarette first and then give in? He will do it inside and out."
Are you trying to save Li Daqiang’s face? You are far from this fool."
"Hey...I'm going back."
"Go back quickly and keep an eye on them. Don't let them cause any more trouble."
Zhang Xiufang didn't take more than two steps toward the grain depot, then turned around and asked, "Dad, can you beat him?"
"Go, go, go, it doesn't look like a girl's home at all. It's outrageous."
Stationmaster Zhang turned around and left with his hands behind his back. Zhang Xiufang was still thinking about whether her father could beat Zhou Wenzhong.