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Chapter 62

Early the next morning.

The night is dark and windy.

In the early morning of November, there was a cool breeze, which felt very comfortable on my body.

At this time, a truck drove into the construction site of the Oriental Venice Project and came to the warehouse.

"Brothers, you're finally here. It's already four o'clock now. You should hurry up and get things done quickly."

A dozen men in black jumped out of the car neatly and moved all the materials in the car into the warehouse.

Half an hour later, the group of people slowly reached the bottom of the erected wall.

I started to pry the corner of the wall. I originally thought it was a very simple thing, but I didn't expect that ten grown men spent a lot of effort and couldn't even knock down a single wall.

Several people were instantly furious.

"Damn it, this is not a shoddy project. It is simply a castle-level project. Is that person kidding us?"

"That's right, you can't push it down with bare hands! You have to use tools!"

"No, if you borrow a tool, it's easy for others to hear the sound, and the traces of active push down and passive collapse are very obvious, and they will be found out immediately."

It is difficult for a few men in black to make decisions, so they can only wait for the opinion of the leader.

"Try other walls and try to find ones that can be solved by hand, otherwise it will be very dangerous, and there is not much time. If this continues, it will be dark."

"good!"

About half an hour later, all the gangsters in black came back, shook their heads and sighed, saying that they were helpless with their bare hands.

However, what should I do if the things assigned by the employer must be completed?

A few gangsters came over and found iron rods, steel pipes and other materials from nowhere.

Everyone picked up the guy and started working hard.

The mission this time is simple, you can get a lot, and you don’t have to use your hands and feet to shout and kill.

"How's it going?" the leader shouted.

"Damn it, this wall is too strong. After working on it for so long, it's finally shaking!"

"Ha ha!"

Suddenly a yawning sound came from the west.

The man's eyes were hazy and half-lidded. He drank too much wine at night and was holding it tight, so he had to come out and let it go!

When everyone panicked, they immediately held their breath and concentrated, covering their mouths, not daring to make a sound, for fear that the breath they exhaled would act on the wall, causing it to collapse and attract other people's attention.

If they were really discovered, things would be a big deal.

"Buzz buzz!"

A fly flew over and landed on a certain bastard's nose.

"Hoo! Hoo!" The bastard exhaled from his mouth, trying to drive away the flies, but the flies didn't buy it and continued to take a leisurely walk in his nose!

Get out of here!

That’s not true!

The bastard was cursing in his heart, and suddenly felt his nose itching. He couldn't help but sneeze, and his head hit the wall directly.

The wall is on the verge of falling apart when the force is applied!

The leader yelled, "Idiot."

Things that you don't want to happen happen just by chance, by chance, and without bias. This is a typical Murphy's law.

Boom!

The wall collapsed!

The worker was so frightened that his soul floated away. He was halfway through peeing when he suddenly stopped.

"What's going on? Why did the walls fall down? These walls are made of the best materials. They can't fall down for no reason!"

He quickly picked up his pants and rushed over!

"Quick! Quick! Leave quickly!" The gangster in black here wants to sneak away while there are few people around!

It was very obvious when the dozen or so people moved.

The worker realized something was wrong and shouted in a loud voice, "Hey! Who are you? What are you doing here? Why do you want to knock down the wall?"

A loud sound spread throughout the area, and some workers rushed out immediately when they heard the sound.

These workers are working on the construction site. If the construction site is damaged and they are unable to work, they will not receive wages, which is tantamount to depriving people and money.

The gangsters in black hurried on as fast as they could, but unfortunately they were not familiar with the construction site and it was still dark before dawn, so they couldn't escape quickly.

Suddenly!

Ten people were surrounded by workers!

"Who are you and why do you come here to cause destruction?" asked a worker.

The leading gangster in black forced out a smile and said reluctantly: "Dear workers, I misunderstood, we are not saboteurs, we are good people!"

He had just sent a message to ask people from outside to come and respond. What he had to do now was to delay. Once his people arrived, these workers would be unable to do anything to him.

"Good people? Bah! Good people will come to our construction site secretly and cause damage. I will call our team leader right now."

The team leader was very angry when he heard about this. He was a little surprised when he heard on the phone that there were ten men in black!

Put down the phone and come as soon as possible!

As expected, it was them!

Terrified!


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