The World: Tu Ziqiang's Counterattack

Young people are always the group most easily exploited by incitement.

Of course, this does not mean that the elderly will not be instigated and exploited.

You are like an organization like a rat's nest in later generations, where the proportion of young people does not account for the vast majority.

But what you don’t know is that many people who participate in such an organization are not successfully brainwashed, but have a fluke mentality, thinking that they will definitely make money and others are the unlucky ones who take over.

In their eyes, family affection, friendship, sentiment, morality and even the law all stand aside, and heroes are only judged by making money.

There is also a famous saying in a certain province: You don't care whether I earn my money kneeling or standing, or how I earn it, as long as I earn it.

But this time is different, except for a very few speculators with ulterior motives, the vast majority of passionate young people are really fighting for their ideals and sentiments. They really think that they are fighting for the prosperity of the country and dedicating everything for the country. Even life.

Among these passionate young people with ideals and sentiments, there are some heartless people who have been completely brainwashed and denied by their relatives...

And the next morning, those who gathered in front of Chi Chaochao and his group were all these heartless...

"Team leader, only 120 and three people came..." the little follower reported with drooping eyebrows.

"What?" Even though he was mentally prepared, Chi Chanchao was shocked by the number and let go of the handkerchief covering the scratches on his face.

"And," said the little follower, lowering his head slowly, "and all the leaders didn't come!"

"Why!" Chi Chaochao patted the seat, "Didn't you say it was all right yesterday? The local people got the news and came to grab the shift?"

"No..." The little follower had a strange expression on his face.

"Fuck it!" Chi Ganchao stretched out his hand with a pestle.

"There were basically no shortage of people when we gathered in the morning," the little follower said with a look of shit on his face, "but on the way here, I was dragged away by a group of aunts."

"What aunt?" Chi Chaichao had a vague premonition.

"They're all from the hot-blooded youth's community or street," the little follower swallowed, "there are also some mothers and second uncles who are directly from the passionate youth..."

"What a mess!" Chi Chamchao muttered to himself.The fucking local grandkids are too crafty!Not bloody at all, okay?There is a kind of you singled out!

"There are only more than 200 people who are resolute..." The little follower paused, seeing that Chi Chaochao was going to do something again, so they didn't let it go. "Then they discouraged those who were not resolute."

"Go on..." Chi Ganchao let out a long sigh, and leaned softly on the backrest.

"Then there was internal strife..." The little follower showed a strange smile on his face, "To be able to come to these 120 people, it must be said that they were determined to take care of the overall situation and did not stay to take care of the wounded."

"Hey, yes, more than 80 people were damaged in the battle, and more than 80 people are left to take care of the wounded. We are not here to handle errands today, but to embarrass ourselves." Chi Chaochao waved his hand weakly, "Needless to say, their leader Are you looking for excuses to slip away?"

"It's just nonsense, shit!" The little follower spat fiercely, "Those bosses see that there are fewer people, and they still want to cancel the operation and bring them back!"

"Cao, don't you know what kind of virtues those maidservants have raised? Is this strange?" Chi Ganchao took a look at the little follower, wouldn't it be the same if it were us?Shouldn't we not do the stupid thing of not taking advantage and having to bear the loss?

"Come on, get out of the car..." Chi Ganchao got up with a groan, his whole body ached, maybe he had a cold.

"Team leader? Shall we still do it?" The little follower was a little hesitant.

This is not a mouth move like yesterday, this is a move guy!What if there is something wrong with the fight?I'm here to take advantage of it, not to risk my life!Do you really think I'm the three big idiots at 120 outside?

"Let's try it? Can we still disband directly?" Chi Ganchao glanced at the little follower.

The little follower is still hesitating.

"Don't just look at the number of people, but also look at the combat power!" Chi Chanchao forced himself to mobilize, "The 120 three passionate youths outside are all warriors who are not afraid of life and death and are willing to sacrifice!"

"That's enough..." The little follower shook his head like a rattle, "It's halfway there, and that's without counting their workers."

Chi Cunchao looked at the little follower with a dark face.

"Those workers are all carrying wood and doing heavy manual labor. If there is a fight..." The little follower's face was as white as paper.

"Look at how cowardly you are!" Chi Chanchao slapped his head and face.

"Team leader..." The little follower covered his face with tears streaming down his face, and he didn't get out of the car just like that.

"Fucking didn't let you rush forward, you idiot!" Chi Chanchao said in a low voice, holding back his anger, "You won't run if the situation is not good? Huh?"

"Ah..." The little follower grinned knowingly.

"We have a car, who can catch up with them? Huh?" Chi Ganchao continued to encourage him by patting him on the shoulder.

"Then I'll stay in the car, and the car won't turn off?" Another little attendant interrupted in time, and the other two shut their mouths sullenly.Fuck not as fast as him...

"Well, turn around, don't turn off the engine..." Chi Ganchao sighed helplessly, "Let's go, get out of the car! The hot-blooded young people will be finished after a while!"

More than 120 hot-blooded youths seemed a little tired after experiencing an infighting, but they were quite energetic.

They have been waiting for this day for three years.

In the past, we could only listen to the predecessors bragging about how brave they were back then, no, today we also have a chance!

Although they were only facing the security guards of the Red Star Factory, it was almost meaningless, but it took half a year for the hot-blooded youths in the city to abandon their prejudices, fight in unity, and defeat the Red Star Mutual Aid Club.

"Today..." Chi Ganchao coughed and looked at the mop poles, bricks, pick handles, and bricks in the hands of the hot-blooded young people, but he couldn't hold back a whole sentence for a long time.

The little pinks blinked their eyes and watched Chi Chaochao a little bit ashamed...

"Today is the day of reckoning! Comrades, follow me!" Chi Ganchao turned around suddenly, and waved his big hand in the direction of Red Star Factory...

Chi Chaochao led the charge with three young followers, followed by screaming passionate youths holding brick pickaxes...

He is not fighting alone, Senegao, da da da da...

The three of Chi Chaochao ran slower and slower, and were gradually overtaken by the messy little pinks with bloodshot eyes...

The battle situation turned white-hot in an instant...

The hot-blooded youths are here to kill the enemy, every time they rush to the deadly place.

But the officers have been instructed a long time ago, and those who don't listen to persuasion can cut them down, as long as no one is killed.

My eyes are really red...

In addition to not wanting to die, how can a passionate young man with all kinds of equipment for real fighting be the opponent of former gangsters and current officials who are professionally fighting with basswood sticks?

The restraint of the pickets on the little pinks made them overestimate their combat effectiveness.

Today, I met the officers of the security office who didn't hold back much...

Hot-blooded young people usually brag that they are one against one, but they can actually bully the pickets who dare not fight back. If they encounter those who dare to fight back...

The real outlaws and passionate young people are a minority after all, and most of them are fine if they don't pee their pants when they encounter headwinds...

So, the four of Chi Chaochao rushed forward without waiting, and suddenly found out how did they get to the front of the team?

A group of officers of the security office holding long basswood sticks looked at them maliciously...

"Run!" A small follower stopped suddenly, turned around and ran away.

It doesn't matter if he runs away, the rest of the passionate young people who are still persisting will not persist...

The army was defeated in an instant...

"Hey, I was thrown at grandma's house today..." Chi Ganchao sighed, but his subordinates didn't stop.A child with a punch, an old man with a kick, and several officials were brought down cleanly.

This kid really has two hands!

Chi Chanchao walked back unhurriedly, and while walking, he casually knocked down the officer who was chasing him.

He is not in a hurry, he has a car anyway!It's not too late to get in the car and run when you're tired.

however……

The jeep let out a sound of black smoke...

The followers didn't wait too late to catch up, and ran away fucking first!

Chi Chaochao said Cao Nima hadn't even yelled at him yet, and he was submerged by the forest of basswood sticks in just a moment of astonishment...

"Brother Qiangzi..." The third son looked at Tu Ziqiang pleadingly.

Tu Ziqiang stretched his waist, turned his head and walked slowly...

Ignore him!

"Stupid! Brother Qiang agreed!" Biaozi poked Gu Sanzi, and the latter suddenly realized.

"Use a stick! Don't use a stick!" Biaozi snatched the third son's stick and threw it far away, and gave him a short stick...