"Fire fighting!"

"We must save things." In the raw material warehouse of a goods factory, a thick black smoke rose and a fierce flame sprang up. Uncle Jian takes water to wet his coat, covers his mouth and nose with his coat, and plans to rush to Wang's warehouse.

At present, the goods of a goods factory are not in demand, and the finished products will be sent to the store on the same day. The most valuable and important thing in the factory is leather raw materials.

The raw materials in this pile of warehouse have been put into storage for less than three days and are worth more than 300000. If they are burned out, the loss is huge. The key is that they will be out of stock for a period of time. As a worker, he didn't know how much he would lose if the goods were out of stock, but he was afraid that the factory would be gone and the brothers' right way would be broken.

For the current A-goods factory, 300000 is nothing, but it is very terrible to run out of goods, which may give other businessmen the opportunity to participate in the market. It can be said that "Yan Jiu" is very accurate in finding trouble. He can find a fatal place at once.

Several workers quickly grabbed uncle Jian and shouted, "Uncle Jian, it's too dangerous! No! "

"The roof is burned through! The fire is not saved! "

The fire-fighting facilities on Hong Kong Island are backward. The fire hydrants and fire extinguishers equipped in the factory can only put out the accidents in the embryonic stage. However, the fire house was deliberately set on fire. The fire jumped up very fiercely, and the warehouse was already a sea of fire. It is impossible to put out effectively.

The fire burned like this. Now even if the fire brigade arrived at the scene, they can only take partition measures and wait for the combustibles in the warehouse to be consumed.

Uncle Jian suddenly turned back under the pull of his workmates, stared at them and shouted, "Mr. Zhuang gives us a livelihood. We can't watch Mr. Zhuang suffer losses! What if Mr. Zhuang goes bankrupt without these leather raw materials? "

"Where are you going to find the next factory? Where is such a good treatment that you can stand up and be a man? "

"Loyalty! You talk about righteousness when you're in the wrong way, but you don't talk about righteousness when you're in the right way? " Uncle Jian was angry and broke away from the worker's arm: "it's about righteousness to come out! It's a man, just follow me! We can't put out the fire. At least we can save Mr. Zhuang's raw materials! "

Uncle Jian put down this sentence, covered his mouth and nose and rushed into the fire. The remaining seven or eight co-workers looked at each other, finally gritted their teeth and stamped their feet, and all rushed into the fire with Uncle Jian.

During this time, uncle Jian was promoted to "chief engineer" by boss Zhuang. He was only under the factory director and had a lot of voice. Factory director Li also knows that "Uncle Jian" is supported by the boss and respects uncle Jian very much at ordinary times.

So uncle Jian accepted more than a dozen released prisoners into the factory after observation and review. These released prisoners are people who have been in prison for a long time. When they are middle-aged, they have long wanted to quit the Jianghu.

Maybe there are their names in the Jianghu, but they have no place in the Jianghu. People like them have no future when they go to mass organizations, and it is difficult to find a job. In order to adapt to the society, they come to the A-goods factory as ordinary workers.

In terms of status, they are very different from Uncle Jian, but in terms of category, they are the same kind of people as Uncle Jian. Uncle Jian was their boss in prison and their benefactor when he came out. Uncle Jian's sentence completely aroused their blood and let them take out the hard work buried in the bottom of their heart!

In those days, the knife array faced hundreds of people rushed, and now what fire are you afraid of?

"Brothers, go!"

"Get the raw materials back!"

Rolls of leather were taken out of the warehouse, and other workers stood by, looking at them with different faces.

Factory gate.

A crown car parked on the side of the road and put its head on the side of the road.

More than a dozen horses stood by the car. Yan Jiu sat alone on the front of the car, stepping on the car cover with one foot and holding a beer bottle in his hand.

Aji leaned against the door and hid himself in the shade of the tree. He bowed his head and played with a butterfly knife.

Yan Jiu certainly won't set fire to the warehouse this time. He is just watching the play now, waiting for the Lord to come and say hello before leaving.

"Squeak!" A black car soon stopped next to it. Zhuang Shikai pushed open the door, got off and went to scar face, scolding: "Yan Jiu! You son of a bitch! You are bolder than I thought! "

Seeing the black smoke in the sky from a distance, he knew that the fire was hopeless. Simply don't rush in to check. Get off first and you'll do it. Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu won't give him a chance to catch people. He must have sent another wave of younger brothers to do it. However, he really hasn't seen Yan Jiu. He wants to see what his new opponent looks like.

Alas, if people are ordinary for a lifetime, how can there be enemies? Come out a little bit, all right, all right. One by one, they intend to step on your position and share the benefits.

Yan Jiu saw Zhuang Shikai coming towards him, shrugged his shoulders, drank a mouthful of beer, tilted his head and said, "ah! Officer! Don't wrong me! "

"I just came for a picnic with my men. Who knew your factory would burn so big?"

"Think about it for yourself... Have you offended anyone outside!"

He was not afraid of Zhuang Shikai's name, but Zhuang Shikai laughed after hearing it. He went to Yan Jiu, took out a cigarette box, pulled out a cigarette and threw it into his mouth: "come, brother nine, come and light a fire for me."

Yan Jiu leaned back quickly and looked at me warily, "you don't want to take the opportunity to fan me?"

"No, No." Zhuang Shikai smiled hypocritically: "who doesn't know that detective Yan is behind you..."

"I can't help calling the police now. How dare I slap you?"

He expected that Yan Jiu must have said hello to the new territories police station. Detective Lin Gang of the new territories police station, although he is from Luoge, usually has to sell face.

As a policeman, Zhuang Shikai is a factory owner. He didn't want to pull Yan Jiu to the police station, not to mention the people in other police stations?

After all, Zhuang Shikai was a weak man in front of "Yan Jiu". Under the bilateral competition, he lost the identity suppression of the police against the ancient confused boy. The battle on the road still needs to be solved by the way on the road.

"Just know my background!" Seeing that Zhuang Shikai was not as arrogant and domineering as the legend, Yan Jiu straightened up again and looked at the other party and made an offer: "300000! I want to buy your A-goods factory! "

"Otherwise, I'll burn you once a day!" Yan Jiu opened his mouth and showed his ferocious face decisively.

Zhuang Shikai took off his cigarette and threw it on the ground. Suddenly, he grabbed Yan Jiu's wrist, followed by a reverse buckle, and copied the glass bottle in Yan Jiu's hand: "bang!"

Yan Jiu was shot in the head by his glass bottle.

Zhuang Shikai looked at him and scolded with a smile: "home shovel! How clever you are! Three hundred thousand buy me a factory! "

"You think I can't slap you if you don't come? I don't just want to slap you! I'll blow your dog's head! "

"You dare to hit me!" Yan Jiu quickly pushed Zhuang Shikai away, but Zhuang Shikai stood still.

"Ah Ji! Kill him Yan Jiu roared, dressed in white, opened the butterfly knife, turned over, and inserted the blade into Zhuang Shikai's neck.

Zhuang Shikai quickly took out his gun, quickly put the muzzle of the gun against Yan Jiu's jaw and roared: "come on! Come on! "

"Lose your mother! Ah Ji, stop! " Yan Jiu opened his mouth and hurriedly persuaded him.

A reflection shone through Zhuang Shikai's eyes. This time, it was not the watch releasing the task, but the blade against his neck

Zhuang Shikai immediately bristled with sweat and shouted with a cold expression: "all spread out to Lao Tzu!"