Yu Jianghai’s mobile phone is a Motorola L2000, and its ringtone is very distinctive: noisy.
Since it was night and the surroundings were extremely quiet, the characteristics of the ringtone were amplified several times. In addition, he was standing in the recess of the door, and there was a slight echo immediately, making it extremely noisy.
Yu Jianghai quickly hung up without thinking. At this moment, he heard the sound of walking coming from far and near from the door, and he could also vaguely hear the voice of a man cursing.
He was stunned and immediately realized that someone was coming out. He quickly jumped down the three steps with his cell phone, and in a few jumps he reached the other side of the road. His movements were quite flexible and there was no sign of injury at all.
Before he could completely hide his body in the darkness, the door opened. Fortunately, the light at the door was brighter than across the road, so the person who opened the door did not see Yu Jianghai immediately.
The advantage of Yu Jianghai's smaller body suddenly became apparent, and a second later he was completely in darkness.
The person who opened the door stared at the dark place on the other side of the road for more than ten seconds, looked around again, cursed a few times in a loud voice, closed the door and stepped back.
The surroundings were silent again, with the occasional barking of a dog or two in the distance.
Yu Jianghai's heart was beating fast when he was almost seen by the other party, but he was an old fox who was proficient in this skill after all, so he quickly calmed down. While adjusting his breathing, he carefully observed the short man's living room.
About ten seconds later, I saw the short man sitting back on the sofa lazily, lazily picking up a can of beer, casually placing his feet on the coffee table, drinking and watching the football game.
Yu Jianghai calmed down and called Lu Wei back.
"What did you want from me just now?" Yu Jianghai asked bluntly.
"I just sent the thesis outline to your email. Please take a look." Lu Wei's tone was tactful, much better than his attitude a week ago.
"Okay." Yu Jianghai didn't expect Lu Wei to be so efficient. He lowered his voice and said, "I'll take a look when I get back."
"Are you still outside?" Lu Wei sounded a little surprised.
Yu Jianghai directly pressed down the phone, and then turned around to see the short man still drinking beer and watching TV leisurely, looking like an otaku.
Yu Jianghai just wanted to make a prank-like surprise attack to scare the short man, but was disturbed by Lu Wei's call. He hesitated and gave up the idea.
He quickly assessed the short man's residence and then quietly walked toward the station, slowly thinking about how to get revenge on the short man. He didn't plan to attack hastily, he wanted to torture the other party, settle old and new grudges together.
At this moment, the short man was still enjoying the game with great interest, shouting the names of the stars twice from time to time, completely unaware of what had just happened outside the window.
As soon as the opponent pushed him, Li Junfeng knew immediately that he was not as strong as the opponent. But Li Junfeng and Yu Jianghai are different. Yu Jianghai is an escape type player. If he can't run away, he would rather be beaten than fight back. He will call the police after the other person has left.
And Li Junfeng is the kind of person who will be polite to you if you are polite to him, but if you want to recruit him, he will definitely fight with you. That is what everyone often calls stupid.
But Yu Jianghai was rude to Li Junfeng, but Li Junfeng didn't think so. This was not because he was afraid of Yu Jianghai, but mainly because he wanted something from Yu Jianghai, so he readily accepted Yu Jianghai's order.
Originally, he wanted to spend a quiet and peaceful night shift, but a lunatic appeared out of nowhere and overturned his parcel truck, pretending that nothing was wrong.
As soon as his mind became hot and his blood surged upward, Li Junfeng took action first.
As the saying goes, the poor are afraid of the rough, the rough are afraid of the dumb, and the dumb are afraid of losing their lives.
Li Junfeng was poor first, and stunned secondly. On impulse, he didn't consider whether the other party was desperate for his life, and rushed forward directly.
The bald man originally thought that if he punched the thin young man in front of him, the thin young man in front of him would cower and hide in a corner to cry like the people he had bullied before. He didn't expect that the other person would immediately turn red-eyed. Desperate mode.
He was half a beat too slow to react before he was kicked in the knee by Li Junfeng.
Li Junfeng was stunned but not stupid. He knew that the strength and speed of untrained ordinary people's legs far exceeded that of human fists, so those who threw their fists during a fight were most likely to be fooled.
The force of this kick was really strong. All the bald man's attention was on guarding against his punch attack, and he didn't even expect that the opponent would not follow the routine.
Win by surprise.
The bald man covered his knees with one hand, and tears flowed out instantly from the pain. He reluctantly raised his arm and waved it in an attempt to scare the opponent away, but Li Junfeng did not flinch, but held his head high and shook his right leg quickly.
The bald man thought he was going to kick him again, so he quickly lowered his arms to protect his lower body.
In just one second, Li Junfeng's fist struck with the sound of wind.
"Ah!" The bald man fell down in response, covering his head with both hands, and screamed.
When Li Junfeng stepped forward and was about to hit him again, the bald man quickly shouted: "Don't fight. Don't fight."
What is surprising is that no one in the surrounding row of workers stepped forward to stop the conflict. Even the supervisor did not know where he had gone.
The bald man lay on the ground for a few minutes before slowly sitting up, leaning on the machine next to him and breathing heavily. The packages on his conveyor belt fell to the ground one by one. He raised his arms dejectedly and turned off the conveyor belt.
Li Junfeng took another step forward. The bald man thought he was going to strike again. He struggled to stand up, but his legs gave out and he sat down on the package on the ground next to him. He waved his arms and begged: "Stop hitting me, okay?" ?”
Li Junfeng raised his eyebrows and pointed at his parcel truck.
The bald man stood up supporting the machine, limped towards Li Junfeng's parcel truck, and dejectedly picked up the parcels one by one from the ground, neatly coded them one by one, and then staggered Walk back to your work station.
Li Junfeng stared at his movements, but the bald man no longer dared to look at him.
During the entire process, no one stopped, no one intervened, and no one spoke. Others turned a blind eye to the dispute between the two, as if both of them were wearing invisibility cloaks.
Li Junfeng has also worked in many factories, but he has never encountered such a situation. He couldn't help but murmured: It's incredible.
The first work break came soon, and the bald man staggered towards the rest area. Li Junfeng's kick seemed to be on point, and the bald man looked like he was going to take it easy for a while.
While Li Junfeng was sitting in the lounge area watching TV, several figures passed by him. He accidentally glanced at the workers passing by, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.
He seemed to see a familiar person.
