The smoking gangster used to step on a fruit farmer's chest and slapped the smoke-tooth fruit farmer's face with a knife, and said with great strength: "You scold me, you scold me."

Any ordinary farmer has seen this before, and he was so scared that he begged for mercy: "Good man, good man, you have something to say, and you have something to say."

"You can say that your mother is a good match. Do you believe it or not and I will slash you with one knife."

"I believe, I believe." The two fruit farmers were frightened and nodded and responded with garlic. At this time, a gangster next to him felt that it was not good to be in other people's fields, so he stood up to smooth things out: "We don't want to cause trouble. Two thousand kilograms of melons should load us with a truck, and we can't lose a penny of money." After that, he winked at his companion.

"The melon must be ripe. If one melon is raw, I will break your bones." The gangster took his feet off the fruit farmer and threatened.

The two fruit farmers agreed, and the smoky fruit farmer said to another fruit farmer: "Second, hurry up and call the four children to move the melons."

Bully: "Besides watermelon, what fruits do you have here?"

Fruit farmer: "Our family only planted watermelons, but the strawberries, citrus, pears that others in the village have..." The fruit farmer said seven or eight kinds in one breath.

The gangster: "I will give us two hundred kilograms, and we will all have the freshest and best ones."

Fruit farmers: "This..."

Bully: "What's wrong"

Fruit farmers: "The rest are easy to say, but this strawberry is not easy to deal with. Strawberries are picked now. If you need two hundred kilograms, you will have to pick them tomorrow."

The gangster thought about it and found something reasonable: "Pick it first, how much is counted. We didn't bring the car. You can send the things we want to Yuanfeng Fruit Canning Factory, and the receipt will be opened at twice the wholesale price."

"Twice" two fruit farmers thought that these people were so damn, and they easily earned 10,000 or 20,000 yuan.

Bully: "What, there is a problem"

Fruit farmers: "No...no problem. We'll go and arrange the goods that the bosses want."

In the next two hours, the two fruit farmers and their two sons were busy loading the trucks. The gangsters were comfortable, leaning on the lounge chair, eating watermelons, cream strawberries, fragrant pears leisurely, enjoying the bright sunshine and soft spring breeze.

When it was almost dark, except for the buttered strawberries, all other fruits were prepared. After calculating the price, so many fruits were 18,753.5 yuan in total. The fruit farmers gave several gangsters a receipt worth more than 37,000 yuan.

After paying 18,000 yuan, several gangsters happily jumped onto the large truck pulling fruits. Four young people responsible for unloading and driving also got on the large truck.

Within a few minutes, the truck arrived at the "Yuanfeng Canning Factory".

"You guys, unload the goods in the yard, quicker." The gangsters shouted and directed the four sturdy young men. The young men didn't say anything, and skillfully unloaded the fruits one by one. On the way to unload the goods, many people came to watch. After standing there for a while, they felt bored and left.

At this time, Li Xiaoqiang, the messenger of the golden skeleton, was dealing with some of the important tasks at hand. Just as he was concentrating on his office, a noisy sound suddenly broke into his headphones. Li Xiaoqiang put down the pen in his hand and dragged his body with more than 200 kilograms to the window. Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw four young men dressed in farmers fighting with a few disciples from the bottom of the Tiger Gang, and surrounded the people watching the fun. These people were not involved and looked at everything in front of him with interest.

Li Xiaoqiang frowned and shouted: "Come here."

As soon as he finished speaking, one of his confidants pushed the door and entered: "What are the instructions for the messenger in golden clothes?"

Li Xiaoqiang pointed to the window and ordered: "Go and see what happened?"

"As for orders," the confidant responded firmly, and then turned and went downstairs.

After my confidant went downstairs, before he could even get into the crowd, he heard the gang members making excitement and jokes. There were at least hundreds of people around here on the three floors outside and three floors.

"Come on, you're useless"

"That's right, it's really embarrassing for us to not even get rid of a few young boys."

"Beat him, beat him to death, hit him in the head, hit him in the head..."

“…”

The confidant frowned, and there was no discipline. He held his hands behind his back and shouted, "Are you okay to do it?"

The sound of the gong made everyone turn their heads. After seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, they all scattered like birds, fearing that they would find themselves. After they left, their confidants went forward. They saw several young men in charge of buying melons fighting with several young men who looked like farmers. The clothes on both sides were torn, mud and saliva were stuck all over their bodies. Nail scratches and teeth biting marks were everywhere, and they were all as embarrassed as native dogs.

Not only did they do it, they also started to fight. What kind of mother, father, and swear words broke out all the time.

"Stop it all"

Several gangsters wanted to stop, but the four young men refused to let go, and the fight did not end with his simple words.

"Didn't you hear it clearly? Stop it." A dissatisfied look appeared in my heart's eyes, and my voice became several times louder: "Come on, pull them away."

Several thugs who had not had time to escape quickly returned and forced them to pull them away. At this time, both sides had calmed down for a while.

The confidant first looked at the four young men, then looked at several subordinates, and asked sternly: "What happened?"

"Who are you?" a young man asked, wiping his nose bleeding.

The confidant didn't say anything, but a gangster snatched up: "Brother, it's the thing these little bastards chose first. Don't worry, we will handle it."

"You fart, it's obvious that you scolded us first, but we're the ones who made our hands." The young man with nosebleed continued. The three companions next to him nodded repeatedly and shouted randomly: "That's right, Amu is right, it's the thing you've chosen first."

"Don't toast or not to eat the punishment." The gangsters were not willing to be outdone, and they all stared at each other with their teeth bared.

Their confidant was so arguing that he was five big. He suddenly shook his hands: "Shut up, tell me what happened."

The gangster who was named paused, then pointed to the noses of the young men and cursed: "These turtles came to unload the goods. We saw that they were clumsy and smashed the only box of strawberries, so we said a few words. Unexpectedly, these turtles dared to argue with us. We were so angry that we taught them a lesson."

After hearing what he said, those young men naturally stopped doing it.

They spoke fiercely and retorted: "It's our fault for breaking strawberries, but we have promised to pay 30 kilograms, but your employees insist on extorting us 5,000 yuan and calling us stupid."

After hearing this, my confidant had already understood a rough idea. It was wrong for these farmers to break strawberries, but my brothers asked them to compensate 5,000 yuan, which was a bit too much. Since I was here for a while, don't be fussy. My confidant thought about it and said to the four young men: "You go back, you don't have to compensate strawberries anymore, just think that we apologize to you."

What I mean by my confidant is to take all the blame. The gangsters were worried about being punished and immediately explained: "Brother, we either really want them five thousand yuan, but we just want to scare them, but we didn't expect..."

"Shut up, don't you cause enough trouble for me?" The confidant glanced at the subordinates and said fiercely. Several gangsters noticed their confidant's eyes and shook their necks so scared that they shrank their necks and quickly closed their mouths.

They didn't pursue the matter, but the young men were still relentless: "Are your boss here? We have something to tell them."

The trusted man felt strange. Whatever they wanted to do. No matter what they wanted to do, the golden skeleton messenger could not see them as soon as they wanted to.

Several gangsters thought they wanted to say "false receipts" and quickly interrupted: "Don't be ignorant of politeness, we... The workshop director said that he would not pursue the matter, why don't you get out of here?"

My heart sternly eyes, and he shouted in a stern voice: "Have I asked you to speak?"

The gangsters were silent again, but their hearts were already in their throats. You should know that they were not 1,200 yuan in vain, and it would be easy to deal with if they were not pursued. If they were pursued, they would really not be able to take it.

"Our boss is not here, so I will tell you something."

"No, I must tell your boss, otherwise we won't say it."

"Since you don't want to say it, then you guys go."

"No, we must say that if we can't wait for your boss, we won't leave." "Yes, we won't leave." "Even if we wait until tomorrow morning, we will still wait."

This confidant has been with Li Xiaoqiang for five years. Although he is a little flattering, he is still smart. Logically speaking, the other party should not behave like a good person when he gets a bargain, but the other party is still relentless.

Nothing to do anything, either a traitor or a thief

Could it be...

Thinking of this, my confidant felt that a blue purple lightning suddenly passed by in his heart, and it was clear. Although it shone for only a moment and then turned into a chaotic darkness, it was enough.

A confidant's eyes flashed and he said to the four young men: "You guys are here to wait a moment, I'll call our boss over...you guys are here to wait too."

The following sentence was said by my confidant to the gangsters. After saying it, he hurriedly ran to the factory.

After he left, several gangsters threatened and tempted them, hoping that those people would not tell the false account. However, these four people seemed to be indifferent and indifferent...

The confidant soon returned to the room where Li Xiaoqiang was.

As soon as we met, Li Xiaoqiang, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, smiled and said, "You came here to tell me that there is something wrong with those four people."

The confidant was stunned, then smiled with a bent eyebrows: "Brother heard their conversation, huh, I think they may be the killers sent by Xie Wendong."

"Not possible", Li Xiaoqiang kicked his legs: "It's certain. They must be the killer sent by Xie Wendong."

"Why is the big brother so sure?" Although the confidant has already determined, he is still only on guessing and there is no definite evidence.

Li Xiaoqiang lit a cigar and calmly analyzed: "There are three points to prove it. First, those people claim to be melon farmers in this place, so they must be very familiar with this processing factory. Our brother just said that you are the workshop director of this canning factory, and those people did not doubt it."

Indeed, if they were really local villagers, it would be impossible for them to have no doubts about the workshop director here. This is unreasonable and it is also a big loophole.

"Second, so many of us gathered together to watch the fun. Even fools could tell. Those people were not ordinary workers, nor were they vendors who came here to buy fruits."

"Third, when they were fighting with our brothers, they seemed to be out of order, but in fact they had other secrets. The lower plate of the four people was very stable and they were definitely a trainer. Based on these three points, I can conclude that these four people must be bad at the visitor."

After hearing this, my confidant first clapped his palms and then raised two thumbs: "The messenger in the golden clothes is indeed the messenger in the golden clothes. The elder brother's analysis is reasonable and I admire him. I will let someone take them down and bring them to the elder brother."

"Don't worry first," Li Xiaoqiang changed his legs and raised his face: "I want to see what tricks they want to play."

“Brother means”

"Since they want to see me, then see me." Li Xiaoqiang said this, but he had no intention of leaving. After thinking for a moment, his confidant suddenly realized: "I understand."

"Hmph, a clumsy trick, Xie Wendong, you really disappointed me."

After almost a quarter of an hour, the "boss" came late. The confidant followed behind a fat body and said something from time to time. In addition to this confidant, there were also six or seven big men with big arms and round waists, who looked like the "boss" bodyguard.

The group came to the front of the people.

The confidant introduced to the four young people: "This is our boss...oh, no, our boss."

The four young men looked up and down at the big belly "boss" and asked in a narrow voice: "You are the boss here, why haven't I seen you before?"

The "boss" is very polite, playing with a string of small-leafed red sandalwood wood in his hand: "The original factory manager sold me this factory. I heard that you have something to see me. I'm here now, let's talk."

When several gangsters who made fake accounts heard that the "boss" had arrived, they were almost scared to pee their pants. But when the boss really came over, they were not so scared.

Although the Golden Clothing Messenger was mysterious on weekdays, they still had the chance to see the messenger. They were sure that this was not the real "big brother". The few of them looked at each other and were about to ask questions. At this time, they noticed that the confidant next to the Golden Clothing Messenger was constantly winking at them and signaling them not to speak more.

Although the gangsters didn't know what the reason was, they still kept their mouths honestly.

Let’s talk about the four young people.

After carefully looking at the "boss" in front of them, they realized the "leader" temperament that was emitting from him.

"This person should be the person we are looking for." The four of them made a brief exchange with their eyes and prepared to start.

Seeing that they hadn't spoken, the "boss" looked a little impatient: "Are you okay? I'm very busy and don't have time to waste on some unrelated things."

Finally, the older four middle-aged man spoke. He pointed to a gangster angrily and said righteously: "They made a fake account and only gave us 18,000 yuan in the car, but asked my father and uncle to issue a receipt of 37,000 yuan."
Chapter completed!