"I won't call you Xiao Zhang from now on." Lao Hang's voice gave Lao Zhang a serious look, then took away the hand that detected the patrol's snort, and broke his head to look at the wound.

Such a large piece of red slab was broken into pieces, and the blood flow was absolute. The skin was split very long, and it opened to reveal a little white, which was flesh.

The hands are cruel enough.

"Can't die, don't worry!" Zhang Xuelong's voice was extremely determined, and it was a bit too exaggerated to be so nervous about Lao Hang. He raised his leg again and kicked the patrol on the ground, as if he was not worried about the life or death of this person at all. .

"I'm a veteran of fighting, and I know how serious it is." Zhang Xuelong said as he lifted his hand, there was a shallow scar on his arm: "Fighting, as long as it's not a real underworld, it's not really life-threatening. I usually use the back of a knife. It looks scary, but it's just like that. You see, my scar is cut from the back of a knife. It doesn't bleed but leaves a mark. It hurts right now. If you cut it with the back of a knife, you can't hold things immediately. Combat effectiveness."

As he said, he stretched out his other hand again, without seeing any scars on his arm: "I have been injured in this hand, the man is a master, he used the tap water pipe to hit the labor and capital, and there is still the lock on the tap water pipe. Good guy, the bone broke as soon as I hit it. It didn't hurt at the time. If it hurts, I won't feel the pain anymore, but afterwards it hurts so much that you can't cry! It hurt me for seven or eight days!"

Zhang Xuelong squatted down as he talked and began to uncover the shoelaces for the patrol: "This kind of red brick is easy to break. I am not the smashed Heavenly Spirit Cap. I can't die. I just fainted. But Brother Hang, what do you mean? Call me Xiao Zhang?"

He did not die, but fainted, so fainted.

The hand is accurate enough.

Not only did he not die, but the technique of knocking down was also clever, neither light nor heavy, just right. When you look at the wound, you know the same thing about fighting. Lao Hao also came here, and the **** guy also had experience in fighting. During the years when he was a driver in Xingsheng, he did not rarely fight on the construction site.

This kid's style is very similar to that of him back then, but he is less restrained and steady than Lao Diao by a few years, and he is young in the end.

But a little more arrogant, young in the end.

Lao Diao watched him untie the man's shoelace, looked around, his eyes fell on a sewer manhole cover not far away, the corner of his mouth was raised slightly without stopping, just staring at Zhang Xuelong.

"Why are you looking at me? Come, help, drag over there, there is a sewer over there, and there is no water in it over there." Zhang Xuelong did not lift his head, untying the shoelace for the man before giving him his pants The zipper was pulled down, then grabbed his foot and dragged it toward the sewer.

"What are you doing?"

The old hanger obviously knew what he was going to do, and his smile grew a little bit thicker, but he asked.

"You are going to do something big, and you asked me where there is no camera. Then there will be movement. They found that this person was stunned. We are easily exposed and difficult to run." Zhang Xuelong pointed to the sewer not far away. "There is no water in the sewer. We removed the manhole cover and put it in his head upside down. When people see the shoelaces open and the pants open, they will think that he is going to pee, but he didn't see the inside of it, and his head was bleeding."

Zhang Xuelong poked his nose: "When he wakes up tomorrow, if you are still afraid of leaking this matter, I will threaten him. Such people are most afraid of threats."

Lao Hang looked around, no one was around, so he reached out and raised his hand to grab the other foot of the man and dragged it to the sewer: "From now on, I will not call you Xiao Zhang, I will call you Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang is not old. But old-fashioned."

Zhang Xuelong's eyes lit up when he heard that, he grabbed Lao Hang's arm: "Brother, just point it, what do you mean?"

The old man took out his phone and checked the time. It was almost ten o'clock: "It means a grasshopper on a vine."

"Like!" Zhang Xuelong couldn't help but lost the man's leg, jumped up, and waved his hand in the air with a low growl: "Unannounced visit, I know you must be an unannounced visit! Great! I can also participate. Great! I want to make an unannounced visit! Be a hero!"

I was so happy, I was still a little childish.

Old Hang couldn't help laughing, and patted him on the shoulder: "Be a hero?"

"Yes! Be a hero, be a hero who exposes all illegitimate companies and unfair things! Hanging brother, you can accept me as an apprentice!" Zhang Xuelong's eyes are like the starry sky at night, and there are many hot-blooded men. Want the brilliance.

"Hero? Haha." Lao Hang couldn't help but lower his voice and laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm also a low-level worker, hero? Let's do tonight's work first, I can't do this. Lord, besides, keep your voice down and steady."

Zhang Xuelong immediately shut up and nodded.

It took the two of them less than a few minutes to get the patrol into the sewer and set the position. Lao Diao was naturally much more stable than Lao Zhang, and he went down to the sewer to check it out, so as not to drown people when there was water.

I also work part-time, but I just hit him.

"What the **** is going on for a while?" Zhang Xuelong couldn't wait to look in the direction of the construction, "Gouzi, they are going to withdraw."

"I can't tell you what's the matter." Lao Hang put on a cigarette and handed it to Zhang Xuelong. Since he has already tied a vine, he can only fight with him tonight. But I can’t say anything about it.

"Okay, then what do you want me to do." Zhang Xuelong didn't ask much, his hands trembling with excitement, he took a breath and threw it on the ground, rubbing his hands.

"Have you brought a fire?" the old man asked.

"Take it."

"Are you running fast?"

"A man like the wind."

Lao Diao nodded, stretched out his hand and squeezed his arm. The guy who came out of the rough work was not the college student who occasionally played basketball. The muscles are as strong as iron, and the physical strength is no problem.

"Then wait." Old Diao pointed to the place where the map was drawn: "It needs to be cleaned up over there."

Zhang Xuelong ran over without saying a word. He pulled out his pants and took out his weapon.

Urinated against the wind.

Wait.

When Gouzi they all withdrew, there were only two of them.

Waiting for Gao Leng to send a text message, and then it started.

Occasionally one or two trucks drove in not far from the main warehouse, but there was little movement. But there are many voices on patrol. They are all concentrated in the south direction. They are off the beaten track here.

It seems that the southern area is most likely to contain rotten flesh.

"How many warehouses are there in the south area?" Old Diao asked.

"The details of this are not clear." Zhang Xuelong closed his eyes and thought for a moment: "To say nothing, there are three hundred small warehouses."

Among the three hundred small warehouses, find out the warehouses containing or about to hide rotten meat, such as finding a needle in a haystack.

The phone vibrated for a while, and the old man picked it up and clicked on the text message: Start.

Gao Leng's order is here, start the gong.

Lao Hao turned the phone to mute and put it in his pocket. Upon seeing this, Zhang Xuelong quickly turned his phone to mute, his face became more and more excited.

"It's started? What am I going to do? How to do it?" Zhang Xuelong asked excitedly.

"Fighting, do you know?" The old hanger looked at him with a smile.

"Fight. I know...I...I still...what." Zhang Xuelong's face flushed slightly, and he stretched out his hand and scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I haven't touched a lady yet." Rubbing his hands subconsciously.

Lao Diao reached into his trouser pocket, took out something from it, and handed it to Zhang Xuelong.

Zhang Xuelong's face suddenly became very strange. He looked at Lao Hang, then at the things in his hands, and opened his mouth slightly: "This...this..."