Heavenly War God Returns To City

Zhou Ahbao had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. He clenched his fists so hard that cracking sounds could be heard. He slowly walked forward with a hideous smile on his face.    

    

"What do you want? Do you still want to fight? Try touching me?"    

    

Scarface was not afraid at all. He even took the initiative to extend his face and provoked, "Come, come, come. Hit me here. Brothers, take a picture on your phone. Someone is bullying a migrant worker."    

    

In the past, there was a saying that was taking advantage of your seniority to show off. But now, there was a saying that said I am weak and I am reasonable. Too many people treated other people's kindness as a bargaining chip.    

    

Previously, the company had sent people over several times. Every time, they were pushed back by Scarface's method. Nowadays, regardless of right or wrong, as long as there was a conflict between the weak and the strong. On the Internet, there would definitely be indiscriminate verbal abuse against the strong.    

    

No one was willing to provoke this bad luck. Scarface was precisely aware of this mentality and did not take Zhou Ahbao, who was slowly approaching, seriously. He thought that it was just a bluff.    

    

However, he made a mistake this time. He was not facing an ordinary person, but a gangster, and a super gangster.    

    

Bang!    

    

Before Scarface could finish his sentence, he was punched in the nose by Zhou Ahbao. Even the bridge of his nose caved in, and he was sent flying a few meters back. With a loud bang, he fell heavily onto the ground.    

    

Ah! Ah! Ah!    

    

Scarface covered his nose and screamed on the ground. He did not forget to shout loudly, "Someone hit me! Someone bullied a migrant worker!"    

    

How could the group of people in the shed miss this iconic end? They all aimed their cameras at Scarface. Then they aimed at Zhou Ahbao and said with righteous indignation, "Everyone, look, it's this person who bullied a migrant worker. Now, these people... Relying on their own money, they can bully the weak as they wish. Invite the majority of the netizens..."    

    

"F * ck you on the Internet!"    

    

A subordinate beside Zhou Ahbao kicked him, and the rest of them followed suit. Like a tornado, they instantly knocked down the dozens of workers in the shed.    

    

"They hit people! They hit people! Someone is bullying migrant workers!"    

    

At first, these people were still shouting and yelling at the top of their lungs.    

    

But soon, it became a painful scream.    

    

Then, it turned into begging, "Don't... Don't hit me anymore. Ah, please don't hit me anymore!"    

    

At this moment, they realized that these people did not seem to be afraid of making things worse. Moreover, their attacks were especially vicious. A few of their bones had been broken. If they continued to fight, they would definitely kill people.    

    

"Listen, if you want to expose me or sue me, you can do it at any time!"    

    

Zhou Ahbao shouted angrily. After he finished speaking, he added, "By the way, if you want the money for the soup, you can come to Longquan Moun to find me at any time. My name is Zhou Ahbao!"    

    

What!?    

    

Longquan Moun? Zhou Ahbao?    

    

When they heard these words, the group of people trembled in fear.    

    

"Leopard... Leopard, Leopard, Panther, Brother Bao..."    

    

Scarface couldn't even speak properly. Although they didn't mix in the martial arts world, as long as it was a piece of land like Nanjiang, who hadn't heard of Zhou Ahbao's name before?    

    

Regret, they were regretting it to death now!    

    

If they knew this person was Zhou Ahbao, even if they had a hundred guts, they wouldn't dare to do that!    

    

"Hehe, can you start working now?"    

    

Yang Xuan looked at the scene in front of him with interest and said faintly. He thought that it was right to bring Zhou Ahbao here this time, which saved him a lot of trouble.    

    

"We... We really can't work now..."    

    

Scarface had a sullen face. Not to mention working, even standing up required a lot of effort. He had to go to the hospital and lie down for at least ten days or eight days.    

    

"I don't care about that. That's your business."    

    

Yang Xuan sneered, "Since you have received your salary, you have to work. This is a matter of course. I don't care if you crawl to the construction site or find someone to come over. Anyway, within an hour, I want to see the construction site continue to work. "    

    

"Of course, you can choose to report us or expose us online. This is up to you. Do as you see fit!"    

    

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the shed without looking back.    

    

When Zhou Ahbao left, he even smiled and turned his head towards the group of people and made a throat-slitting gesture. It scared Scarface and the others quite a bit.    

    

"Boss, what do we do now?" A worker said with a sullen face.    

    

Scarface's face didn't look any better, "What else can we do? Call someone over immediately."    

    

"But who will pay them if they call someone over?"    

    

"We can only give them our salaries. Hurry up and call them. Is money more important or is life more important?"    

    

"Sigh, if I had known earlier, we wouldn't have accepted the money back then. Now, all the money has been lost."    

    

"Shh, lower your f * cking voice. If Zhang Yang were to go out, we would all be done with this!"    

    

After settling the workers' matter, Yang Xuan went to the project manager's office again.    

    

The project manager was about 50 years old, and his skin was dark. One look and you could tell that he had been exposed to the wind and rain for a long time. He was sitting on a chair and sighing.    

    

Yang Xuan looked at the name tag on the table and greeted him with a smile. "Manager Cao, what's wrong with you? Why are you sighing?"    

    

Manager Cao looked up and said, "May I ask who you are?"    

    

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "My surname is Yang. I am the supervisor that Manager Su Nan sent over. I heard that you had some conflict with the technical director."    

    

"It's Engineer Yang. Hello, hello. You can't blame me for this. When the project first started, Old Du and I were still getting along well. But recently, for some reason, he seems to have changed into a different person."    

    

"Not only has his temper become irritable, but he has also become lazy. He sleeps until noon every day and keeps dragging on with the technical plans. If this continues, he will not be able to hand in the project on time!"    

    

Su Nan had previously mentioned this project manager with the surname Cao to Yang Xuan. She said that this person was not only experienced, but also very honest and conscientious. It seemed that it was true.    

    

"He suddenly changed into a different person?"    

    

Yang Xuan stroked his chin for a moment and asked Manager Cao to explain the entire matter in detail. He instantly confirmed his previous guess.    

    

It was impossible for a person's temperament to suddenly change too much. From Manager Cao's narration just now, this Old Du was basically two people from the beginning until now.    

    

Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that there must be something fishy going on here.    

    

"You're the project manager. Can't you control him?" Yang Xuan asked.    

    

Manager Cao shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Although I am the project manager, in terms of rank, the technical manager is on par with me. I am in charge of coordinating and coordinating. He is in charge of the technical level."    

    

"Although in name, I have the right to restrict him, but if he insists on not listening to me... I can't do anything about it. After all, not everyone knows about technology. He always talks about technology, but later on, he talks about this problem. As for that problem, I can't do anything about it either. "    

    

Yang Xuan rubbed his chin and thought for a while. "Where is he now?"