Chapter 691

I said, "are you looking for something?"

The little boss gnashed his teeth and sent out the last pass: "I'll say it again, either you take the car away or just do what I say!"

My fist clenched and cackled. I really want to teach the bandit boss the principles and principles of business with my fist, but I still can't help it. My anxiety has evolved into endless anger. At the moment when it's about to break out, I pinched my nose and cleaned up my clothes, which may help me disperse and weaken my violent thoughts.

But the words "eliminate harm for the people" are still floating in my mind.

But the little boss was still confident when he saw that I was angry. He glanced at his powerful "accomplices" and urged me again: "make a decision quickly and don't have much time to wait on you. You've delayed my business. "

I turned around in the same place, then turned around quietly, faced the little boss, and asked him a question almost calmly: "so, you're going to be irresponsible, aren't you?"

"You can't say that," said the little boss. It's not that we are irresponsible, it's that we want to be responsible, and you don't give opportunities. " After that, he also picked up his arm and looked at me with a commanding look, which seemed to be ready to start at any time.

My fist clenched and loosened again and again. Now this society is crazy. The forest is big. There are all kinds of birds. It's a shame for a harmonious society that such profiteers can stand on the ground in the society!

I thought about it, waved to the little boss and whispered, "OK, come here, I'll give you a chance."

The little boss was stunned for a moment. When he was sure that my words were gunpowder, he didn't have the slightest timidity. Instead, he took a big step forward and looked at me with his arms. "How can I give it?" he said

I grabbed my boss's collar and said, "I tell you, you've been delaying me for a long time, my patience is limited!"

those young and strong 'accomplices' saw this situation, and immediately began to abuse a few words, and then several people surrounded me, and even two people quickly ran into the house to find the iron bar.

What is the state of drama in this dramatic scene?

In this world, how many scoundrels, like the boss of this small fueling workshop, repeat this shameful act of cheating customers?

I tried to control my eagerness and said to myself in my heart: even if I went to see Youmeng a little later, I would do harm to the people. First, I would teach this ignorant and unreasonable person a lesson!

A scuffle is inevitable again, I can't help but smile a few times in my heart: it seems that if you want to survive in this mixed society, you can't be too kind. The more kind you are, the more others want to ride on your neck and shit.

Take today's black workshop for example. What the little boss has done is amazing to me. How can I think that there are people in the world who make trouble to such an extent?

I let go of the little boss's collar, or pretended to say calmly, "is this necessary?"

The little boss slapped his collar with his hand. He was like a leader with outstanding achievements. He had a great spirit and a good command. He was quite a leader and said: "make trouble in my place, hum, there is no good fruit to eat."

How dare a small black workshop owner claim to be his own place?

What's so hilarious about these words coming out of his mouth?

However, I didn't have time to amuse this kind of joke. Seeing the little boss waving his hand, several strong men, like a gang of robbers, came to me waving their hands.

I stood calmly in place, until they approached, until they waved a 'weapon' and brushed it at me.

I spread my fists and feet a little, and it was very easy to resolve the siege. I kicked two iron bars in the hands of "accomplices" one by one, and another "accomplice" in the chin, shaking two teeth.

The little boss was surprised to see this. But they are still pressing against each other step by step depending on the number of people. I have dealt with them for two or three rounds with ease. I don't want to entangle myself with them too much. So I just stepped on lightly and grabbed an iron bar with thick fingers and stomach from an "accomplice". With a wave of momentum, the young people of several years dare not come forward, just try to look for opportunities at two or three meters in front of me.

I put the iron bars away and sneered at them. "Fight, not to mention you, but another ten or eight. That's nothing." After that, I pulled the iron bar in my hand, which was suddenly turned into an oval iron ring by my strong arm.

Several accomplices, as well as the little boss, were shocked at once!

I took the opportunity to lay the iron ring aside, frowned at the little boss, and severely frightened him: "now, I'll say again: give you ten minutes, get the car ready, or I'll smash your black shop!"

I'm afraid this little boss is really a tough guy. He can't help fighting a few cold wars when he sees me so fierce. Then he looks at me gingerly, hesitates for a moment, and says, "OK, I'll help you do it, just do it, wait, wait."

I was stunned for a while, but I didn't expect this little boss would be so spineless. When he saw that he had a large number of people, he couldn't subdue me, so he just pushed the boat along the water and made a direct compromise.

This kind of person! When he sees the wind, he is afraid of the soft and the hard, and he is opportunistic -- almost all the derogatory words are tailored for him.

Those "accomplices" lost their morale when they saw the little boss, and they all broke up. Very quickly, they were like a group of flies who wanted to sting but were found running with a fly swatter. Within three or two minutes, they were all gone without sound or trace.

I have to admit that many times, the means to deal with problems must be through violence.

Like today's matter, if I keep soft and can't stand this opportunistic black hearted boss, I'll find some way to beat me and blackmail me.

But at present, the time has been more than an hour since I left Tianlong building. That is to say, I've wasted more than an hour because of this series of embarrassments.

How can one not be so anxious?

I even suspect that God is testing me on purpose, just like the original monk of Tang Dynasty who took scriptures from the West. After a lot of difficulties, he got the true Scripture.

In order to meet my sweetheart, I was embarrassed. First, I met a yong sent by Fu Shikun at Fu Shengbing's house. Fortunately, he saved me by self mutilation. Otherwise, a cruel fight would be inevitable. Later, I met a car running out of gas on the way, so I asked a helper to push it to the gas station. As a result, someone else was killed In what kind of "boycott Japanese goods" activity, I didn't provide Japanese car service; then, I had to move to this gas station called "black workshop", which turned out to be more cruel. The careless gas man even added diesel. It's enough to add the wrong oil. The negligent boss refused to take the responsibility in a roundabout way, even took a bite back and tried to use violence to solve the problem

In a short period of more than an hour, I have encountered so many embarrassments one after another. It's more than the disaster that the monk of Tang Dynasty encountered when he was learning scriptures from the West.

However, looking at the unreasonable boss just now, I am obediently letting go of the diesel in the oil tank, which was wrongly filled. My heart is a little gratified. I prayed silently in my heart: I hope there will be no more branches along the way.

Just thinking about it, my cell phone suddenly rings.

Take it out and have a look, I immediately opened my eyes: it was actually from a dream!

to be exact, my mood at this moment is both excited and nervous. Although I have only a few days to lose contact with Yumeng temporarily, I feel like I have been separated by several years.

My tears rolled in my eyes, and my hands trembled as I watched the words "from dream" on the screen of my mobile phone.

Dear people, she finally showed up!

however, just as I was in a complicated mood and was in a hurry to press the "answer" button, the bell suddenly stopped!

My heart suddenly mentioned my voice. I quickly called back, but to my disappointment, there was a systematic female voice over there: the phone you dialed is off, please call again later --

What's the matter? Is it because dream's cell phone suddenly ran out of power?

It's not going to happen that way, is it?

I don't care about the danger warning that the gas station can't answer the call again and again. I call back the call from dream again and again. Then, like last time, all I got was in vain. There was a system prompt to shut down.

At this moment, I am anxious and resentful. I don't know what the girl Youmeng is doing. Why did she ring a bell and turn off the machine suddenly? If there is no electricity, how can it be so coincidental?

So what's going on?

I have made all kinds of conjectures in my mind, even terrible conjectures: is not dream kidnapped?

In a word, I have thought of all kinds of guesses. I can't refuse the entanglement and uneasiness in my heart. I hold the phone tremblingly. I take a look at the boss who is focusing on changing the gasoline for Honda. I urge him fiercely: "hurry up, hurry up! Changing the oil is so abrasive!" I can't wait to get close to him, and see that the boss's face is full of oil, and he pushes With a smile on his forehead, he said: "don't rush me. It's useless to rush me again. This kind of thing is not a light job. You have to do it a little bit. Otherwise, you'll turn off the fire halfway. Who can I go to? "

I thought so, so I didn't urge him. But in fact, I was already in a state of great anxiety.

I even kicked a foot in the back of the Honda and scolded angrily, "shit, Japanese car, it can't be fucking relied on! Aren't diesel and gasoline the same? Why so picky?"?

I can't help but smile when I scold like this.

I anxiously walked around holding my cell phone, and kept glancing at the Honda.