"You, you dare to hit someone for scolding me." Gong Baofa was suddenly punched in the lower abdomen by Liu Jun. He groaned and squatted on the ground, clutching his stomach. The pain was so heartbreaking that he broke into cold sweat all over his body.
After a month of heavy physical lifting like a prison, Liu Jun's strength was not the same as when he was a student in Jiuzhou No. 1 Middle School. Lifting up the foreman Gong Baofa was like lifting a large barrel of raw materials weighing 100 kilograms.
That doesn't take much effort, and all this strength comes from the foreman's harsh revenge.
"Hitting you is considered light. Do you believe that I will kill you?" Liu Jun clenched his fist and said to the mute, "Ali, help me bring a chair."
The mute excitedly bent over and moved the wicker chair where the foreman had been sitting, and placed it respectfully next to Liu Jun's buttocks. His eyes were shining. Brother Jun, who had been holding back for a month, finally broke out. This was what the mute wanted, and they started fighting.
He was not afraid, he was just afraid that his savior Liu Jun would live a miserable life.
The adoptive father who died at the age of 100 and spanned two centuries and lived for a hundred years stroked the mute's head before he died and told the mute not to forget his roots. The old man asked the mute to practice kung fu in secret. Then he followed Liu Jun out of the mountain village.
In Wutong Township, Liu Jun is the only one who is the best among people. Only by following Liu Jun can you make a future.
Liu Jun sat down on the wicker chair and imitated the way the foreman had crossed his legs to see how powerful Gong Baofa could be after being knocked down. He thought happily, if there was a cigarette hanging from his mouth at this moment, it seemed like he would be able to do it.
The foreman's tune has been adjusted.
Just now Gong Baofa was talking about why his work clothes were worn out and could not be replaced. If he did not renew his probationary period, he would not be fully qualified. As soon as Liu Jun heard this, he knew that he was going to deduct wages and act like a rogue. There is no reason for such a person. Migrant workers rely solely on themselves to get paid.
It was unreliable to petition the government to defend his rights. Only Iron Fist told him that the working people who earned their hard-earned money by relying on their physical strength should not be insulted.
"Do you want to call someone? Just call." Liu Jun shook his legs. He was not afraid of things getting serious. Now the state is very strict about migrant workers' wages. As long as there is a big problem, the wages will not be paid.
The employer will also be fined, which Liu Jun knows.
Several warehouses were noisy, with the sound of truck motors and the roar of shovels. Gong Baofa's ouch was masked by the noisy and chaotic sounds in the warehouse. Even if a few porters who were far away saw it, no one dared to go up.
Take care of this beforehand.
The honest peasant porter was used to being bullied by the foreman. Who would come forward to help the foreman? Besides, the two young men who dared to beat the foreman were not easy to deal with. Anyway, the foreman covered his head.
I squatted on the ground with a stomachache, but no one came forward to help me.
"You, you have the guts to hit me, you are tired of living." Gong Baofa looked at the walkie-talkie on the table, struggled for a while, clutching his stomach but still couldn't stand up.
"Shout, many people have answered." Liu Jun picked up the walkie-talkie and smashed it into Gong Baofa's face.
Gong Baofa touched his sore face. The pain in his stomach made him break into a cold sweat. He picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly: "Security Department, Security Department, I am Gong Baofa, the supervisor of Warehouse No. 5. I was beaten by two migrant workers in Warehouse No. 5."
Yes, send someone to arrest them quickly, and send all the security guards on duty over."
The mute stepped forward, touched Liu Jun, and gestured, "The foreman is going to call someone, should the two brothers run away first?"
"Ali, you can't hide. Our family still needs to wait for wages to buy rice." Liu Jun shook his head, stood up from the wicker chair, and said, "Drag him up, let's go to the Finance Department."
Liu Jun must do the same thing, just like Jiuzhou Farmers Market dealt with Scarface, first seize a hostage. No matter how many security guards come, the more security guards come, the more miserable Gong Baofa will be.
Puff, puff, puff, the mute stepped forward and grabbed Gong Baofa's arm with his left hand, lifted it up, and hit Gong Baofa's lower abdomen with his right hand, imitating Liu Jun's example of three punches. The strength of the mute was much stronger than that of Liu Jun, and he directly punched Gong Baofa.
I was vomiting yellow water from the beating, and I was snorting and unable to make any sound.
The mute is not just a good citizen. If he doesn't punch the foreman when there is no one around, he won't be able to do anything when there are too many people. Who wants Gong Baofa to rely on the wages of his two brothers?
Liu Jun grabbed the bag with his work badge and blue work clothes on the table and strode towards the finance department of the factory. The mute grabbed Gong Baofa's arm and dragged Gong Baofa out of the warehouse like a dead pig.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the factory building, I saw a group of young security guards in gray security uniforms rushing over with murderous intent, holding rubber batons or ruthless sticks with steel spikes. I roughly estimated there were about thirty people. This posture,
Liu Jun couldn't eat anymore and walked away.
"Catch him." Dozens of security guards rushed forward and immediately surrounded Liu Jun and the mute. One of the security captains with a savage face stepped forward to snatch Gong Baofa, but was kicked by the mute until half of his bones were broken.
He knelt on the ground and looked at the surrounding security guards dumbfounded.
These two porters were ruthless without even saying a word. They dared to hold the foreman hostage and beat up the security captain. Who are they so awesome?
"Hit them two to death." The security captain roared in a hoarse voice and became completely angry.
The security guards were about to move. Liu Jun shouted loudly, circled the crowd with his fists, and said word by word: "Brothers, you have also seen that I came here to work hard as a porter, and I just want to get my share of wages back.
But the foreman unscrupulously deducted half of my salary, which was my hard-earned money. If I didn't agree, I asked him to come to the Finance Department to testify and withdraw the money. I'm taking care of this matter. You also get a salary. Think about it.
What does it feel like to do something without getting paid? You'd better not make things difficult for me. Anyone who stands in my way will suffer this fate. If you think you are better than the foreman and the security captain, then come here and try."
Liu Jun bowed first and then attacked, which really stunned the security guards. Yes, both the foreman and the security captain met a terrible end. If one of their minions stepped forward to stop them, wouldn't they be killed?
"Hurry up and arrest me, mother. If you guys don't do anything, you won't get paid." The security captain was furious when he saw that Liu Jun's words had confused the security guards.
Bang bang bang, there was a fight. The security guards fought with the mute. After eating the security guards' food, they had to do the security work. The security guards were threatened by the captain. What if they don't pay the security guards' wages? They are all young and energetic people.
Without much provocation, more than thirty security guards started fighting with Liu Jun and the mute.
There had been no fight for more than a month, and the anger that had been held in for more than a month finally had a way to vent. Liu Jun and the mute let go and started fighting with the security guard. The mute even grabbed Gong Baofa's arms and used them as weapons.
Immediately, Gong Baofa was hit several times with brutal dental sticks on his legs, arms and back, causing blood to flow freely.
"Stop it, stop it." The security captain urgently ordered a cessation. Seeing Liu Jun knocking down several security guards in succession, the mute beat Gong Baofa to the wind, and Gong Baofa had been beaten to pieces by the security guard's ruthless stick.
Translation, this is going to cost people's lives.
"Ali, throw it away." Liu Jun clapped his hands and started fighting, shouting that he was very happy, sweeping away the gloom of January and feeling extremely happy.
With a thud, Gong Baofa was thrown heavily to the ground by the mute, and the security captain hurriedly stumbled forward to ask questions.
"You fucking want to kill me." Gong Baofa was frightened and his face turned pale. The mute had almost killed him when he was used as a stick just now. "Hurry up and call the boss and ask Mr. Gong to deal with him. Now
These two bastards are destined to die."
"Yes, yes, yes." The security captain said nothing, picked up his cell phone and reported directly to the boss. The boss Gong Baofa mentioned was the second son of the village chief Gong Mingshui, Gong Baohu, the vice president of the pharmaceutical factory in charge of finance and security.
Liu Jun was stopped by the security guard and was in a stalemate, so he simply stood with his arms folded, looking around coldly, showing off his domineering attitude, with a domineering attitude that no one dared to look down upon.
The mute guarded Liu Jun's distance of five steps vigilantly, but the mute, who could not explain advanced martial arts theory, relied on his sixth sense to know that the distance of five steps was the safest and most dangerous distance.
When a strong man kills, blood will be splattered in five steps. This has been said for many years, but the mute doesn't understand. Liu Jun has heard about it and read it in books. It seems that having a mute by your side is a God-given handsome man's personal bodyguard.
Gong Baohu walked slowly from the packaging workshop to the factory office building, surrounded by several thug-like human beings. Several new pretty and lovely country girls entered the packaging workshop, which was enough to keep Gong Baohu busy for a while. You know
, Gong Baohu, by virtue of his status as the vice president of a pharmaceutical factory and his hard work, no less than twenty rural girls who were not involved in the matter voluntarily fell into Mr. Gong's arms like a revolving door.
The subordinates reported what happened to Gong Baohu as they walked. When Gong Baohu arrived at the factory office building, the security guards automatically made way for him and greeted Mr. Gong.
Gong Baohu didn't believe it at first that two young people from the countryside dared to cause trouble in a pharmaceutical factory. When he saw his cousin Gong Baofa's blood soaked through his clothes, the security captain's leg was broken in half, and some security guards were injured, Gong Baohu had to take it seriously.
Take a closer look at these two country people.
Liu Jun is a fair-faced second master who is 1.82 meters tall, but he is tall and strong, with sharp eyes, domineering, and a faintly powerful aura. Next to him, a dark-skinned and shorter young man also looks inviolable.
He looked like a slave, but he didn't expect that this young master would bring bodyguards with him. This countryman was so prosperous.
"Baofa, what's going on?" Gong Baohu was disturbed, his tone was not very good, he was completely out of state, and his mind was filled with the impression of the innocent girl in the packaging workshop.
"Brother Hu, these two migrant workers were causing trouble, and I was almost killed by them." Gong Baofa saw that Gong Baohu looked ugly, so he tried his best to be respectful.
Gong Baohu hummed and was not in a hurry to express his position. He hid his anger, turned around, raised his hand slightly, revealing the white tiger tattoo on his arm, and faced Liu Jun, a bit deliberately showing the tattoo to Liu Jun. He was a gangster.
, you kid is in trouble.
"Boy, are you here to cause trouble? Don't you want to see where this place is?" Gong Baofa's voice was very cold, which sounded terrifying to others, but Liu Jun was not afraid. He took advantage of his own rights and traveled all over the world.
, this is a world of violence, are you still afraid of being unreasonable?
"What place is this? Ask me? You don't know, this is China, and you and I are both upright and upright Chinese." Liu Jun responded to Gong Baohu's question in one breath. The meaning was obvious, upright and upright.
Chinese people, please don't do anything dishonest with me.