Monster Factory

Behind the back makes the trippy little man the most hateful. Such a man always dares to hide only in the shadows, stare at the target like a snake, and bite at all times while people are not paying attention.

Ye Qing was very angry. He put his products on the Internet for sale. He didn't fight against people's prices. Second, he didn't disparage his peers to raise himself. It was only because of the hard quality that he achieved today's hot sales.

Blackmailed for no reason, who wouldn't be angry?

If you can't find someone else, let it go. If you can find it, Ye Qing will have to set up a fight anyway. Compare it with the door opposite his door.

Like a flexible fish, Lagunda goes beyond cars to the highways of Zhongyun and Shanghai City.

A linear, slowly spinning giant metal sculpture, slowly exhibited in front of Ye Qing's eyes.

This is Zhongyun's landmark building [Wind Tower], and it is also a huge atmospheric building that foreigners can see at the first sight of Zhongyun.

Metal sculptures, some like artfully processed hemp and some like thin clouds, can't be associated with the wind, no matter what you think.

It is more than fifty meters tall, all-over milk white, and the surface is sublimated to prevent reflection from hurting the driver's eyes when the sun is intense.

Ye Qing walked past this [wind tower] while several trucks were surrounding the cloud tower to do the cleaning work.

Ye Qing had no time to watch. After passing the toll station, he roared in the direction of Shanghai at the upper speed limit of 140 yards.

The final destination has been set for automatic navigation by Ye Qing. Ye Qing's face was stretched all the way. Two hours later, he drove seven turns and eight turns to near Huating to find a quiet place to park and summon two giant laborers to the back seat of Lagunda.

This time, Ye Qing did not intend to rely solely on verbal education. If this guy dared to blow his beard and stare at himself, two people who weighed more than 300 pounds and worked hard, he would show him what real fear means...

The shipping address is rather blurry, Huating makes number 32. Ye Qing parked his car for half a day in this vintage residential area and didn't find a door number.

This is a suburb where you can't see a few people until you get off work.

At the end of the day, Ye Qing politely asked the old man who was in the sun at his door if he knew where the 32nd was.

Ye Qing doesn't understand the local language spoken by the old man. Although he has the contact number of the guy in his hand, Ye Qing is a foreign number, and he doesn't speak local language. It is almost impossible for this bony eye to deceive him out.

Of course, there is still a way. Ye Qing first walked to a snack shop across the street, packed a fried rice, and then walked to a takeout shop. There is also a sign of Shentong Express Delivery Point.

Ye Qing took off his watch and walked into the commissary as if he was anxious: “Master, do you know where the number 32 in the hall is behind you? ”

“I was delivering food. The customer on the 32nd ordered a fried rice, but I couldn't find where the 32nd was for half a day. He didn't answer his calls. ”

The shop owner is a chubby middle-aged man who is watching the Korean drama on his laptop. He heard Ye Qing ask and looked at the takeout box lane on Ye Qing's hand: “Go into the alley left and right, and start counting yourself from the first door. ”

Ye Qing smiled and said thank you Master!

Five minutes later, Ye Qing came to an old square entrance with a small courtyard. After another five minutes, the two men dressed in blue work clothes worked hard and walked into the alley with their arms shaking.

Ye Qing banged on the door.

“Who is it?” Soon there was an impatient voice coming in.

“Hi, I'm an after-sales waiter for the LG fully automatic washing machine and would like to take a moment to do an after-sales survey and we will give you an extra two years warranty. ”

Ye Qing looked at his last issue of Weibo, which was to dismantle the LG fully automatic washing machine. Whether he bought it online or in the store, he used it as a front.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qing thought it might take the boss a lot of work to open the door. After all, this guy is cunning and even uses a fake name for buying products.

I didn't expect them to ask, so I opened the door directly.

The mystery soon unraveled, and the door was opened by a fierce man in a tight black t-shirt, strong in shape and with a large area of tattoo on his arm.

Two sandbags were also placed in a small courtyard, and two equally dressed men were hitting sandbags with boxing techniques.

No wonder I opened the door confidently without even asking.

Three sweeps swept over with an unfavourable look, which stunned Ye Qing.

The three men didn't look like senior mechanical engineers, so it could only be the next three indiscriminate bodyguards hired by the Lu Tianjun.

The man was also stunned because Ye Qing had a box of rice in his hand, but said it was the after-sales of the washing machine.

Ye Qing looked in the courtyard, and the corners were piled with familiar packaging boxes, making Ye Qing change his face immediately.

“Get lost, you piece of shit.” Ye Qing said to him very seriously.

“What did you say?” The man stared widly and suspected that his ears had been misheard.

“Trash, go, go, go! ”

The tattooed man was furious and a straight right hand punched him and smashed him against Ye Qing-faced door.

Instead of hitting the target, his fist was caught out of sight, with a large casserole palm stretched out on either side of the door, wrapping his fist around it.

The palm of this hand was strong, like Transformers, and the eyes of the tattooed man almost glared out as he walked out of the side.

A strong man with a tower close to two meters tall, full of muscle explosions, cloudy eyes and a fierce look even he felt scared of...

With a chuckle of hard work, he began to increase the power in his hands.

The tattooed man instantly rubbed all five officers together, a staggering pain that made his mouth pour cooling air fast to become a blower.

Without waiting for him to say goodbye, Giant Labor gently gave him a fist.

The man flew out upside down and, after landing, struggled as hard as a gunshot geese, rolling back and forth.

The other two practicing tigers, not awake from the immense consternation, were instantly rushed into the courtyard to work hard and kicked into a stuffy gourd.

Ye Qing walked into the small courtyard without making too much noise, he smashed the three of them on the ground and couldn't even shout out the words of forgiveness.

The door in the yard was closed, Ye Qing continued knocking on the door.

No inquiry was made. A man in his thirties, Hulillah, with a slightly offensive eye appeared in front of Ye Qing.

Apparently he didn't hear any movement in the yard, or was comfortable with the three people in the yard, even if he heard something.

He stood behind Ye Qing, and Ye Qing measured him with a serious look: “Are you Lu Tianjun? ”

The three people lying in the courtyard and the two strong towers standing behind Ye Qing were horrified by Lu Tianjun, and a ghost screamed to close the door.

It was already late, Ye Qing lived in his head hair. He carried the box of rice with his left hand. The shell hit Lu Tianjun's head like a bullet.

“I'll give you a box of rice. ”

All over the sky, the fried rice fireworks splashed, Lu Tianjun's face full of ghost expression.

Painful howling, before running to his throat, Ye Qing kicked him back.

Ye Qing could clean up this bastard hiding behind his back without having to work hard to help at all.