"Yes." The younger brother nodded, then walked quickly into the rain, and ran towards the supervisor who was holding a whip and wearing a raincoat in the distance, shouting at the workers who were carrying the goods.

"Look further, if even the people from the Poison Fang Organization can't do anything to that scary woman, then... how scary that woman must be!

What’s even more frightening is that if someone from the Venomous Fang organization stumbles into trouble, they will definitely continue to take revenge on that woman, and by then, I might be implicated again.”

Liu De looked at the back of his departing brother with a worried look on his face. However, he should be fine for the next period of time and his life is not in danger. This can be regarded as a blessing among misfortunes!

"Lao Wang." The younger brother came to the dock and shouted to the supervisor who was scolding the workers.

"What's the matter?" Lao Wang looked back and asked the younger brother who was coming.

"The gang leader asked me to come over and give you a message."

"Ah? Gang leader, what orders does he have?"

"The gang leader asked you to urge the workers to speed up the transportation of the last cargo."

"Oh, okay, no problem."

The supervisor, Lao Wang, nodded, then swung the whip in his hand.

"Snapped."

The cowhide whip made a loud crack in the rain, causing all the workers who were carrying goods in the distance to look at the supervisor waving the whip.

"Everyone, please go faster. The gang leader has spoken. Your current speed is too slow. Hurry up. Go faster." After seeing the eyes of the workers falling on him, the supervisor shouted loudly.

.

"Supervisor Wang, we are already fast enough! If we go any faster, there is really nothing we can do."

The middle-aged man who had negotiated to take a break and take shelter from the rain heard the supervisor's urging to speed up and immediately replied.

Hearing the middle-aged man's response, the unhappy expression on the supervisor's face showed again, and he cursed at the middle-aged man who responded.

"Shut up, you guy, and don't talk casually in the future.

This is the gang leader's order. Now I ask you to speed up. You must speed up for me, otherwise, you will stop doing this job and go home."

"..." The workers were very angry after hearing the supervisor's curse, but they had to lower their heads under the eaves, and they silently accelerated the speed of carrying the goods.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, you are dragging your feet, have you not had dinner?

Everyone is so slow, what's the use of you? If you want to make money, please help me with your hands and feet. If you continue like this, you won't have to come here to work tomorrow."

The supervisor's cursing voice sounded over and over again on the dock. The workers working in the rain numbly unloaded box after box of goods from the cargo ship, and then transported them to the warehouse on the dock.
Chapter completed!