C5 Trash Transition Station

At that moment, the sound of a mobile tricycle engine came and stopped behind them. Li Er could look back and see a group of sanitation workers wearing safety hats running over. A little fatty with a beer belly shouted at the two of them, "Picking up trash. Why is it you again? You even brought help this time?"

Uncle Dian hurriedly put away the button and took out a pack of soft clouds from his pocket. Snatch it! Standing in front of the little fatty, he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Station Chief Yan, he is my old watch. He just came today. Don't worry, we will finish this before five o'clock. We will definitely not delay your business! "

The little fatty took the cigarette and stuffed Uncle Dian into Li Er's hand. Uncle Dian gave Li Er a lighter, indicating that he should light the cigarette for Station Chief Yan.

Li Er clumsily lit the cigarette for Station Head Yan and stood stiffly by the side.

Yan's stand spat out a ring of smoke and slowly said to Uncle Dian, "Old man, nod. There are people who have their eyes on this piece as well."

Uncle Dian hurriedly stuffed the remaining half packet of cigarettes into the other party's pocket and said, "Station Head Yan, I came first!"

"It's true that you came first, but yellow-haired people have more people than me, and they are willing to spend money. I am in a dilemma!"

Uncle Dian hurriedly took out another pack of smoke from his bag and stuffed it into the other party's hands. He said, "I will never forget that Station Head Yan treats me well. I will treat you to a drink some other day. No! I will treat you to a sauna! "

Station Head Yan narrowed his eyes and replied," I'm still very assured of you, but you also know that yellow-haired man. He won't dare to do anything to me, but I can't guarantee that he will do anything to you! "

Second Uncle Li and Uncle Dian had stupefied expressions. Station Head Yan turned around and said to the sanitation worker following behind him," Send the trash over earlier. Ask Old Man to hurry up and finish the work. "

These sanitation workers responded. Stationmaster Yan sighed as he walked towards the mobile tricycle. "There are also people who fight for this garbage. Where is this person!?"

"Erneng, don't just stand there. Let's get to work quickly. Don't let Blondie snatch our jobs!" Uncle Dian urged.

Li Er quickly responded. Uncle Dian also lit a cigarette for himself and instructed, "You'll be in charge of categorizing the garbage and putting it in the sack. I'll pick it up!"

Uncle Dian took out three burlap bags, opened them, and lined them up in a row.

He smoked all the cigarettes in his mouth, stepped on the cigarette butt, and put out the manure fork. He picked up the manure fork and burrowed it into the garbage heap. Soon, the packaging, cans, and plastic bottles flew towards Li Er.

"The metal bag is on the left, the plastic bag is in the middle, the waste paper is in the right burlap bag, your hands and feet must be fast, and your eyesight must be accurate!"

Li Er could quickly respond. As he packed the garbage, he asked, "Uncle Dian, who is that blondie? Will he come and snatch the garbage from us?"

Uncle Dian introduced the man as he worked. "The yellow-haired man also came from the West Huai Village. However, his uncle collects old goods. What is it worth? It can be seen with a glance. He has the name Fiery Golden Eyes, but the blondie doesn't learn well. He did not learn much from his uncle either. After his uncle returned to the West... He had been living in society and could not live anymore recently. So, he came with a bunch of scoundrels to pick up trash and snatch food from us! "

"Then why didn't he go to work?" Li Er could ask.

Uncle Dian replied, "Yellow hair is used to idling around and can't bear the hardship. How could he pick up trash for money!?"

This garbage station was already located in the outskirts of the city. After the deep night, there were only the two of them left busy. Shrill animal cries could be heard nearby, causing Li Er to shiver.

These cries were like the cries of a baby, but also like the miserable laughter of a woman. Li Er felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard them.

Uncle Dian also noticed his fear, so he explained, "You don't have to be afraid. This is just the cry of an owl and Nightingale. Although this place is full of garbage, there is nothing unclean here."

Li Er could respond. He continued to work, busy enough to forget his fear.

Uncle Dian had already rummaged through the hill-like garbage. When he saw Li Ereng's figure, he frowned and said to him, "You first categorize these garbage into bags. I'll go and relieve myself. I'll be back soon!"

Li Er responded conveniently. Uncle Dian walked towards the wall of the garbage station.

A pitch-black bird landed in the night sky and crawled into the garbage heap, looking for food. Li Er stretched his waist and yawned. He was attracted by the black bird and thought it was a black plastic bag. He walked over and kicked it.

The black bird suddenly made a "wow" sound, scaring Li Erneng so much that he sat on the garbage heap. The black bird flapped its wings and pounced in front of him. It glared at him with its black eyes and flew towards the night sky.

Uncle Dian rushed back in a hurry and asked, "Erneng, what's wrong with you? Why are you sitting in the garbage heap?"

"There was a black bird just now. It gave me a scare!"

"Don't be afraid. Drink some water to calm yourself down. It might just be a crow!"

Uncle Dian handed a bottle of mineral water to Li Er. He quickly sorted the rest of the garbage into a sack and began to fill his mouth.

Li Erneng could recover from his shock and also began to help Uncle Dian work. The sound of motorcycles came from outside the gate of the garbage station. The two of them quickly looked towards the gate. A light shone in and three motorcycles stopped in front of them.

Blondie led a group of punks in with gunny sacks on their backs and shouted, "Hey! Old Man nodded and you even called for help. Your hands and feet are fast enough, they have already been arranged! "

Li Er hurriedly stood in front of the three pouches that were muttering.

Uncle Dian hurriedly took out a pack of white sand from his pocket and gave the other party a cigarette. He said, "Goldie, these garbage are dirty and smelly, why do you need to touch them?"

Yellow Hair took the cigarette and put it between his ears. He replied in an overbearing manner, "Uncle Dian, I won't do it. You feed me. Give me money to spend!"

The gangsters he brought also whistled and joined in the jeering.

The blondie grabbed Uncle Dian's collar and said, "I, the blondie, want something that I like. I must get it. Whoever dares to snatch it from me, I'll f * cking cripple them! Thank you for packing up these things, saving us a lot of trouble! "

As he said that, he was about to take the jute bags. Li Er was able to block the yellow-haired man and said with a flushed face, "These are our things. Why should we let you take them away?"

"What did you say? Louder!" The yellow hair asked, and the group of punks also surrounded him.

Li Er mustered up his courage and said, "This is our stuff, you can't take it away!"

The yellow-haired guy sneered and looked at Uncle Dian. Then, he waved at the henchmen he brought, and the group of delinquents pounced on Li Ereng.

Uncle Dian hurriedly said, "This is all yours. Stop hitting me!"

The yellow-haired man gestured for the hooligans to stop. Li Erneng's face was scratched a few times. His clothes were also torn. When he saw the thugs arrogantly picking up the sacks and preparing to leave, he shouted, "F * ck you, I'm going to kill you all!"

He rammed his head into Blondie, knocking him onto the ground.

Uncle Dian wanted to stop him, but he couldn't.

The thugs threw away the sack in their hands, turned around, and surrounded Li Er, starting to punch and kick him.

"Stop hitting him. He just came. He's not sensible!" Uncle Dian was on the side begging for forgiveness from Yellow Hair, but he was pushed to the ground by Yellow Hair.

Li Er could curl up his body, but the punches and kicks of these hooligans did not hurt or itch when they landed on his body. It was just that his clothes and pants were torn apart and torn into rags.

These gangsters were tired of fighting, and all of them were gasping for air. One of them even spat on Li Er for being able to breathe.

Li Er let out a roar and got up from the ground. He clenched his fist and launched a counterattack at these hooligans.

Li Ereng roared.