"After such a big battle, they only come with this few people?"
Pan Dalei looked at the green crowd rushing towards them in the distance with a look of disgust on his face, and suddenly lost interest.
In order to support Old Man Tang, their group of captains mobilized troops and mobilized a large number of people.
Basically everyone brought more than a hundred young men from the village, and those from Xixujiagou and the Dachi family even brought out all the young men. Together, the total number was almost three thousand.
And what about the other side?
There are only about 200 people.
This is not just about using a cannon to attack mosquitoes, it is overkill!
At this moment, there was no telling how many people were waiting to 'greet' them. The group of people from the Peng Lai Security Section were still rushing on their way.
Qiao Yong, who had a tooth knocked out by a slap from Cen Hao in the middle of the night last night, rushed to the front with half of Lao Gao's swollen face in his eyes. His slender eyes were full of anger that almost destroyed his reason.
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The humiliation I suffered last night is still vivid in my mind.
Every time he thought of Old Man Tang's arrogance yesterday, Chu Heng's indifferent eyes, and Cen Hao's teasing smile, he wanted to tear these people apart!
Seeing the distance getting closer, Qiao Yong's smile gradually began to turn ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.
"Wait!"
"You bastards, look at you... old..."
He will never grow old...
Qiao Yong, who had just turned a corner, suddenly squeezed the brakes with a look of shock and stared blankly in front of them.
In front of them, about a hundred meters away from them, there was a huge crowd of people, almost all over the mountains and plains, and everyone was carrying something in their hands and looking at them with unkind eyes.
"what happened?"
A sturdy young man next to Qiao Yong slowly frowned and stared at the members of the Daxin store in front of him, who were far more numerous than them. There was no fear on his face, only a cold look on his face.
This man's name is Shi Long, he is the leader of these people, and he is not a good person.
"They are members of the Daxin Store. I have seen some of the people there." Qiao Yong approached him with a sullen face and said with a fearful look on his face: "Brother Long, I think they are here specifically to block us!"
"Daxindian is so courageous!" Shi Long snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved gently: "Let's go over and have a look!"
The group of people continued to move forward, facing the dark group of people. Except for some weaklings who came to join in the fun, most of them showed no fear. Apart from disdain on their expressions, they were perverse that they had developed during this period.
Not long after.
They came to the members of Daxindian.
Sitting astride the car, Shi Long glanced at the crowd blocking the front, raised his chin, and asked in an awesome and cold voice: "What do you mean?"
He still doesn't think the people in Daxindian dare to do anything to them.
After all, he is not a little guy like Qiao Yong. With his status, no one dares to touch him even in Penglai, not to mention in this Daxin store!
But what Shi Long never expected was that the strong self-confidence in his heart would be crushed in just a few seconds!
"Hit me!"
Old man Tang didn't speak much, and he also knew the principle of striking first. He didn't even give Shi Long a chance to talk. He stood on the top of the mountain and waved his hand, and thousands of people were like a black tide. The group of people rushed toward the security department.
This touch of green that they were usually proud of was like a lonely leaf, instantly overturned by the tide!
And the awesome Shi Long was not only touched on his hair, but also on his mouth...
…
In the winery.
After Chu Heng finished explaining to Lu Yansong, he went out to inquire again, wandered to Qian Jiefang's dormitory, and found Qian Jiaming who had just arrived from Mulangou.
This old man was sitting and eating breakfast with Qian Jiefang, talking and laughing.
He stood at the door and glanced at the two uncles and nephews who were almost identical. The fire of gossip was burning in his heart. He felt as if hundreds of cats were scratching his heart, almost itching him to death. !
However, after considering the issue of personal safety, he wisely chose to shut up and did not dare to ask the question that could easily lead to murder.
"Eating, Uncle Qian." Chu Heng smiled and walked in. He had pretty features and decent clothes, just like a human being.
"Hey, have you eaten?" Qian Jiaming greeted quickly.
"just ate."
Chu Heng strode to the table, sat down on the seat Che Xiaobao made for him, then reached out to take the cigarette from Qian Jiefang, put it in his mouth, and then said: "Uncle Qian, there is something I need to tell you. Let me tell you, the people from Daxindian may not be able to come today, so the people in your engineering team will take the day off to rest."
"not coming?"
Unexpectedly, Qian Jiaming was not happy because of the holiday. Instead, he was anxious: "No, why aren't you here when this is so good? We all have missions here. After finishing your work, what else can we do?" We have to hurry up and get to the next one, we can’t afford to delay.”
Tsk tsk!
Look at this realization!
A truly progressive element!
Chu Heng looked deeply at this old man, admiring him from the bottom of his heart, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it won't delay the progress of the project. I'll look for Daxin Store later and ask them to send more If some people come over and grab the progress, won’t it be over?”
Only then did Qian Jiaming feel relieved, and then he happily went to ask the people in the house about the interesting places nearby, and planned to take the team members to experience the local customs and customs later.
Who doesn’t love the holidays?
He is just afraid of being criticized for slowing down the progress.
After Chu Heng chatted with them in this room for a while, he came out with a cigarette in his mouth, planning to find braids and put an end to this last trouble.
But unexpectedly, before he could find the braid, someone took the initiative to find him.
"Comrade Chu Heng."
I was left as a polished commander with braided hair like a ghost. He suddenly jumped out of a room, stopped in front of Chu Heng, looked at him directly, and asked: "Comrade Chu Heng, I have some problems." I have something to tell you."
"What's the matter?" Chu Heng asked confused.
"Those people like Lu Junmin, all have problems, right?" She stretched out her white little finger and pointed at Lu Junmin and other professors who were inspecting the planting of grape vines in the mountains in the distance.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Chu Heng was speechless. Now that you have betrayed all your relatives, why do you still care about such nonsense?
The braided man frowned upon hearing this, his mouth was like a machine gun, and Ba Ba asked: "Then why are they treated better than the comrades in the winery? Why don't they have to do manual labor? Why do they..."
"Stop it!"
Chu Heng interrupted her impatiently, pointed at a group of gray-haired old men and old ladies, and said patiently: "Look carefully, only this group of old Moka can run on the mountain. It’s already very difficult to do a few laps, but you still want them to do manual labor? Do you believe that half of them will be exhausted within a few months?”
"Let's compare our feelings. If your elders were asked to do this, would you be able to tolerate it?"
Twist Braid didn't listen at all, and still said stubbornly: "This is different, how can they compare with my elders..."
