C552 Someone Backed out

That was tough enough to make Zhao Xiaoming, who had been very aggressive lately, look around and think he saw the wrong person.

Unexpectedly, "Little Eyes" looked back and said:

"The logistics personnel are also here. They are all looking for you to settle accounts. Come out, come out. "

Finished, the more this fellow spoke, the more serious he became. He was not polite at all.

Zhao Xiaoming looked at the large broom beside the door. He glanced at Xiao Qiangbing and said fiercely, "Are you looking for trouble? Huang learned martial arts from me. Sharpshooter, you want to challenge him too?"

When he said "Sharpshooter," he looked at his stomach in an arrogant manner. Does that mean you dare?

However, Xiao Qiangbing understood. Zhao Xiaoming had asked him to go just now. Should he go or not?

As for him looking at the broom and bragging, this was a typical lack of confidence.

"Go ahead, do whatever you want. " Xiao Qianbing was holding the cup of water. He did not even look at the person behind him. He drank some water and casually said.

Zhao Xiaoming took a few steps and went out. He stood at the door and looked outside. If he found that there was a fight outside, he definitely couldn't go out.

As expected, there were a few people standing outside, and there were a few squatting next to them.

These guys were actually here to withdraw.

Xiao Qianbing and the others did not know that Meng Fei had called Wu Dalong and Song Bo over tonight. First, they talked about work, and then reminded them to focus on work. They could not afford to make small mistakes in their minds. Then, they complained about the resources that they were currently using. Soon, they casually said that they did not have the funds to buy reinforced concrete.

After the two of them came out, they thought about it for a while and immediately understood. Vice Captain Meng was a warning. Chef didn't study cooking and instead went to build houses all day. It was obvious that he was exporting his energy.

Old Meng was the leader in charge of logistics. Before they left, he patted their shoulders and encouraged them a few times.

So, the two of them also came. They squatted on the ground and prepared to tell Xiao Qiangbing and the others that they wouldn't be attending tomorrow.

"Little Eye!" The few of them had agreed with Zhao Xiaoming today. Although they didn't have any proof of allegiance, they still patted their chests and said that they would work after morning exercise tomorrow morning.

After returning, Chen Xing had his eyes on them. They talked and taught each other a lesson. At the crucial moment, Little Eye and the others started to think of retreating.

"They are smart and flexible. Now that the teams are paying attention to this matter, they will definitely not be able to do it. If they really offend the teams, they will be finished in the future. Xiao Qiangbing is always in trouble. Even the teams do not want him anymore. "

They bluntly shared these views with Zhao Xiaoming. After all, they felt that Xiao Qiangbing had done a few big jobs with the support of the National Peak. He might not be able to do anything in the future. The teams would still be able to work steadily.

"Ah, this matter, then let's go back. If I had known earlier, I would have agreed to it. I would have wasted more than ten grams of spittle. Little Eyes, you will be able to do things quickly in the future. Don't be a woman. " Zhao Xiaoming pretended to be calm and said. He waved his hand as if he was sending them away.

Little Eye seemed to have been prepared for a long time. The two of them walked over a few steps and held Zhao Xiaoming's arm. Someone covered his arm. His two hands started to feel around his mouth and body.

Zhao Xiaoming's wallet was taken away. He heard the small eyes of the black shadow opposite him say coldly, "Fatty, the thing you asked for from us was probably fed to the dogs. This is your compensation. "

When these guys got the thing, they turned around and ran. With a flash of their shadow, they quickly disappeared behind the house.

This kind of playful thing that happened often happened. Zhao Xiaoming cursed softly and did not dare to chase after them at all. "Bastard, bastard. Other than the useless credit card, there's only tissues and chewing gum in my labor wallet. "

He didn't dare to be too impudent. Wu Dalong and Song Bo were also beside him.

These two fellows just stood by and watched. They did not say a word, but their expressions were not friendly at all.

At this moment, Little Ming looked at the two of them once again. He secretly cursed in his heart.

One of them was on the table, while the other was cooking. He had a medium build and his arms were obviously much thicker. It was obvious that his physical strength was superior. In addition, they had been building houses all this while, so they had trained with great strength.

He didn't need to look to understand. He was still five or six meters away from the door. The two of them were right next to each other, and they had already made a move. Before he ran back, he would at least take a few punches.

When he thought of his tender skin, his throat felt dry. He pretended to be brave and said, "Sigh, what do you mean?"

It had to be said that Little Fatty was a little anxious today. Everyone had come to withdraw, so who wouldn't be angry?

There was nothing in his wallet. Wu Dalong and Wu Dalong didn't know. They thought Lil' Fatty had given in.

Only then did Wu Dalong realize that they were not the only ones who had come to withdraw. Even Little Eye and the others had come. He immediately became more confident. When he remembered that Lil' Fatty usually pulled their things, he immediately became anxious and said fiercely:

"Fatty, it looks like you are not only tricking us to work for you, but you are also tricking us to work for you. Kid, Team Three. . . "

Before he could finish his words, Song Bo had already walked to Zhao Xiaoming's side and blocked his way out. He threatened in a low voice:

"When we work, you will bend your lips. Dalong, do him. "

When they thought of Zhao Xiaoming's usually sneaky behavior, the two brothers got angry and felt that it was not enough to quit. They had to teach this guy a good lesson.

"It's over, it's over. The matter is not even. We still have to get beaten up. Qiang Zi and the others know about it. How embarrassing. " Zhao Xiaoming secretly complained in his heart. He expressionlessly thought about how he was going to negotiate a settlement. If it didn't work out, he would treat them to some food.

"Cut him. . . " The more Wu Dalong looked at Zhao Xiaoming, the angrier he got. How many bad things had this guy done in a day? Eating this and eating that, his heart had grown.

He had already raised his fist.

Song Bo easily stretched his arms. The butler made an ear-piercing and frightening sound.

Zhao Xiaoming saw that he couldn't hide anymore. With such a posture, it would probably be difficult to negotiate and negotiate. He immediately thought of a problem. "Hug your head. It's easy to get beaten up. Ask Cui to apply some medicine. "

Thinking about it, to be able to force Xiaoming, this crafty person, to such an extent, the two of them were ready to kill him.

But at that moment, Wu Dalong cried out in a voice that made him anxious.

This fellow only felt a weak spot at the crucial point and almost fell to his knees.

Just as he was about to continue cursing, he saw Song Bo raise his hands and make a begging gesture. He said, "Class monitor, class monitor, we. . . "

This person was Li Meng.

This guy was busy in the kitchen just now. When he heard that these two guys wanted to remove the ladder, he directly picked up the rolling pin and came over without reporting it.

With the rolling pin in his hand, Li Meng had an angry look on his face. He shook the rolling pin and said word by word, "Little bastard, I - I have worked for so many years and have a lot of experience.

I work like steamed buns. I don't work hard. Definitely not. If the alkali is not big, then the fire is small. He couldn't tell who would be able to do it. Go back and recite the battle slogan a hundred thousand times. "

The two of them left dejectedly. Li Meng came over apologetically and lit a cigarette for Little Ming. He begged," Lil 'Fatty, I'm sorry to go in. Please tell Qiangzi. I said. . . Successful people are always a minority. The logistics class is determined and will follow you. "