The World: Tu Ziqiang's Counterattack

"Team leader, I really let you talk." The little follower wiped his sweat and said with admiration on his face, "Ji Chun and his group have no revolutionary enthusiasm at all, and their faces are full of perfunctory and procrastination..."

Chi Ganchao stared at the factory gate expressionlessly.

"Follow the normal procedure, I guess it won't be half a month..." The little follower grumbled, "Why don't we ask the family for help?"

"Why do you ask for help? Can't the family send troops here?" Another little follower grumbled, "Looking at this posture, it must be useless if you don't send troops!"

"Then what to do, the work is not completed? Is your belief so unstable?" A follower began to walk on the outline and on the line.

"Okay," Chi Chanchao frowned and turned to look at the followers, "Aren't there still a group of people with firm beliefs in Jichun City?"

"Team leader, you mean the little pinks of the so-and-so faction?" A follower responded quickly, "That's right! Those foolish kids are just right! They must think that the ones in the Northeast are bigger than Jichun's, and they are more correct than Jichun's! The group Grow taller!"

"Okay, let's contact each other separately..." Chi Chanchao frowned, took out a piece of paper and handed it to the little follower, and waved his hand, "I'll be watching here."

"You're so fucking bald and honest, and you still like to show off your wit..." Chi Ganchao muttered to the back of the attendant who was scrambling to talk about his wit just now, "You can't take this number next time!"

Chi Chaochao still overestimated the quality of the followers he brought.

But it's not entirely his fault. Those who believe in their ways are either not clear-headed or full of selfishness.

In the words of later generations, either stupid or bad...

Let's put it this way, he brought these four people this time, and they have both.

That's stupid and bad...

The four people from Shengjing, who wanted to find a certain little pink in Jichun City with only one line of address, were basically daydreaming.

But there is a clever follower here who has a way...

Watching his three companions scatter like headless chickens, the kid laughed badly, and swayed towards a target he had been eyeing for a long time at the entrance of the alley.

A sneaky big horse face, with a crooked hat and squinting eyes, leaning against the wall in a nonchalant manner...

"Blind flow?" The little follower bluffed with a cold face and practiced, "Thief? I've been eyeing you for a long time, come on, come with me!"

"Who are you bluffing with your Shengjing dialect, you servant girl?" Da Ma's face became happy, showing his big white teeth, "I think your servant girl is blind!"

"Oh, I'm Cao..." The little follower squinted, brushed the pocket on his chest with one hand, and wrapped his arms around the hem of the clothes with the other hand unconsciously, revealing the gleaming silver bracelet.

The big horse's sneer remained on his face, and he quietly stepped back.

"Stop the fuck!" The little follower rolled his eyes, "Run? Dare to run back and put you on the toilet!"

"Brother, hey, don't run, don't run..." Da Ma put on a smile that was uglier than crying, "Comrade, I didn't do anything..."

"It's so damn close! It's not up to you to decide what to do or not to do!" The little follower waved his hand imposingly.

"Comrade, it sounds like your accent is from Shengjing?" Da Ma made two steps with a smile on his face, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"You're a clever boy," the little follower showed a contemptuous smile, holding a piece of paper between his two fingers, "Come on, do you know this place well, how do you go?"

"Familiar, how can you not be familiar!" Da Ma turned his face, "Follow me!"

"Hmm..." The little follower murmured like a leader, and followed Da Malian into the small alley.

The big horse face led the little follower around, and the little follower got caught up in circles within a few turns.

The most annoying thing is that this big horse face is still a chatterbox, chattering along the way, the bottom of the little follower was soon found out enough...

"I said, do you really know Dao?" The little follower frowned.

"We took the shortcut," Da Ma smiled brightly with his big white teeth bared, "See that alley in front of you? Just turn a corner and you'll arrive at the stop."

"Yeah? See if you dare to bully me..." The little follower grinned and stretched his head to look.

"How dare I scare you, the leader from Shengjing..." Da Ma said loudly with a pointed face.

"Huh?" The little follower has a lot of fighting experience after all, and he keenly sensed that something was wrong, and turned his head to look at Da Ma's face, "You..."

Hula, eyes went dark, and a big sack was put on the little follower's head.

Immediately afterwards, he was punched and kicked, countless big feet kicked on him...

If it weren't for his rich experience in fighting, he would lie on the ground and curl up in an instant...

Einstein once said that time flies when you are with a beautiful woman, but the opposite is true when you are sitting by a fire...

Being beaten is also...

When the little follower endured the beating and tore off the sack covering his head, he felt that a long time had passed.

The note has been snatched away long ago, and Da Malian and those who served him have disappeared...

There are no chickens or dogs in the small alley, only two pickets in blue uniforms standing at the entrance of the alley with half-smiles.

"Where is the person who beat me just now?" The little follower with a bruised nose, swollen face and dusty face asked angrily.

"What?" One picket picked out his ear, and the other picket was lost in thought.

"Where's the guy who hit me just now!" the arrogant little follower repeated, holding back his anger.

"What the hell?" The picket became impatient, "You look like you have a chicken in your mouth, who the hell can understand!"

"Me!" The little follower was angry.

"I, you paralyze me, spit it out and force the car!" The picket raised his eyes and rolled up his sleeves, and he was about to make a move.

"Forget it, forget it, what are you doing with his common knowledge." Another picket woke up and persuaded his colleagues.

"Me!" The little follower was furious.

"Let's go, let's go! How about cutting you..." The other picket spoke earnestly to you, acting as if he was doing your best.

"I..." The little follower was crying, "I'm lost, ask me, how are you going to the Red Star Factory?"

It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when the little follower returned to the gate of the Red Star Factory with his head down.

He looked at the jeep from a distance, and his eyes lit up.

It turned out that I was not the worst, and the other three colleagues were not much better than myself.

All of them had bruised noses, swollen faces, and disheveled clothes, and the worst one even had a big hole in his long johns, and his buttocks were blue from freezing in the cold wind...

Cao, fortunately, thanks to his peers...

The little follower took a deep breath, tried his best to restrain his gloating smile, and ran towards the jeep with a serious expression on his face.

"You also asked a local to lead the way, and then you were put in a sack?" Chi Ganchao's face was livid, and he spoke before the little follower could speak.

"I..." The little follower wanted to say that he did not succumb to the evil forces, but the enemy was too cunning.

"The address was also taken away?" Chi Zhichao raised his hand, interrupting his explanation.

The little follower slowly lowered his head and hummed lightly.

"Get in the car and go to the post office." Chi Zhichao nodded slightly, turned around and got into the car.

"Team leader, the store sells maps, so you don't need to go to the post office..." the little follower reminded cleverly.

"Damn it, I didn't know the store had a map?" Chi Zhichao couldn't hold back his anger anymore, "The address has been robbed, why don't you have to call Shengjing to ask!"

The jeep drove away with black smoke. Tu Ziqiang in the concierge turned his mouth slightly, and behind him stood Luo Shibin and Shui Ziliu.

"He's a smart master, he knows how to skip places to fool children..." Tu Ziqiang ordered with a smile, "Shuizi, call the aunts and aunts in the community, they will all come to help tomorrow..."

"Hmm..." Shui Ziliu nodded expressionlessly.

"Qiangzi, why don't we talk about you, what a shame!" Luo Shibin picked up Thumb with a suppressed smile.

"Biao Zi, Er Gou Zi," Tu Ziqiang ignored Luo Shibin, turned his head and ordered, "Tomorrow there will definitely be those who will not stop their parents from persuading them."

"Brother Qiang, don't worry, nothing serious will happen!" Biaozi patted his chest.

"No, I mean, explain it clearly to the brothers." Tu Ziqiang showed a warm smile, "Our own safety comes first, and we will talk about other things later. Just don't kill those who don't know what to do! "

"Hey!" All the officers nodded desperately.