The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Lin Zhiyuan followed Wu Xiaoqing to her home.

Wu Xiaoqing opened the door.

Wu Xiaotian was still lying on the sofa, motionless. If his body hadn't been rising and falling regularly with his breathing, Lin Zhiyuan would have doubted whether he was dead.

On the coffee table, the bowl of noodles remained untouched and was completely cold.

"Xiaotian, are the noodles not delicious? I will cook whatever you want," Wu Xiaoqing approached his younger brother, but Wu Xiaotian closed his eyes tightly and remained silent.

Taking advantage of this time, Lin Zhiyuan took a look at the one-bedroom apartment.

Obviously, this was the wedding room of Wu Xiaoqing and Pan Guofu. There were wedding photos of the two hanging on the bedside, and the curtains were also bright red.

Logically speaking, there should be joy in this house, but at this moment, there is a strange blood color.

Wu Xiaoqing talked to her brother for a long time, and Wu Xiaotian ignored him. Wu Xiaoqing turned around and wanted Lin Zhiyuan to help her persuade.But she saw Lin Zhiyuan looking at the wedding photos, and Wu Xiaoqing's face suddenly became hot. She ran over, jumped on the bed, took off the wedding photos, and said to Lin Zhiyuan and herself, "It's over." We got divorced in [-], and we can’t live this life anymore.”

Wu Xiaoqing took the wedding photos to the balcony, and when she came back, she looked at Lin Zhiyuan pleadingly. Lin Zhiyuan understood what she meant and nodded slightly.

Wu Xiaoqing returned to his brother again and said softly: "Xiaotian, there are guests at home, do you remember? The Lin Zhiyuan I always mentioned to you before is here."

Wu Xiaotian's body froze, obviously after hearing these words.

He still remembered that five years ago, when he was still in school, his sister mysteriously told her that she had a boyfriend, a college student named Lin Zhiyuan.

Wu Xiaotian will never forget the smile on his sister's face that was brighter than the sun.

Five years have passed, but Wu Xiaotian has never seen that kind of smile on his sister's face again.

Wu Xiaotian knew that her sister did not love her brother-in-law, she loved the man named Lin Zhiyuan, and she married Pan Guofu for herself.

When he thought of this, Wu Xiaotian's heart felt like a knife stabbing him, and the wounds on his body suddenly hurt a hundred times.

woo woo woo...

Wu Xiaotian burst into tears.He cried for himself as well as for his sister.

Why is it so difficult for people to live?

Wu Xiaoqing panicked when he saw his brother crying so miserably. He was about to give some advice, but was pulled away by Lin Zhiyuan, "Let him cry. It might make him feel better if he cries."

Wu Xiaotian cried like this for three or four minutes before he stopped crying.

Lin Zhiyuan moved a stool and sat in front of him, "Are you done crying? Sit up and let's talk. We are both men. I won't advise you, but I can tell you that I can help you get revenge."

With just this sentence, Wu Xiaotian immediately turned over and sat up, staring wide-eyed at Lin Zhiyuan, who had been famous for a long time but had never met before.

"Seriously, can you help me get revenge?"

Lin Zhiyuan nodded, "The premise is that you have to answer my question."

"what is the problem?"

"Your sister said that you work as a discharger in the slag factory and are responsible for counting the trucks every day, so you must know a lot of inside stories. Tell me everything you know, and I will help you get revenge. Whether it is Brother Tie or Pan Dongbao, they all Can't run away." This is the real purpose of Lin Zhiyuan coming here.

Wu Xiaotian's eyes shone with hatred. He looked at Lin Zhiyuan blankly, and after a while he said, "Then help me cut two people first."

"No problem." Lin Zhiyuan snapped his fingers easily.

******

At noon, Lin Zhiyuan's land patrol stopped across the road from Lao Liuxun Sauce Restaurant.

"Is it this hotel?" Lin Zhiyuan turned to ask Wu Xiaotian who was sitting in the cab.

Wu Xiaotian was a little looking forward to it, but also a little nervous, "Yes, this hotel is closest to the slag factory, and the bastards and old youtiao always come here to buy wine and meat."

"Okay, let's wait!" Lin Zhiyuan lowered the car window a crack, lit a softball, and prepared to watch the show with great interest.

Suddenly, the sound of a motorcycle came from far and near.

Er Laizi and Lao Youtiao rode a motorcycle together and arrived at the entrance of Lao Liuxun Sauce Restaurant.

They found the food in the canteen of the slag factory unpalatable and often went to this restaurant to buy cooked food.

Today was no exception. The two bought three chicken drumsticks, cut a plate of pig ears, and shot a pound of pork belly.

The two of them carried these things and walked out the door. On their way out, they bumped into three people who came in.

The old youtiao's hand failed to hold the wine bottle firmly. The bottle fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The wine was spilled all over the floor.

The douchebags and old fritters are used to running amok around the slag factory. When they saw the wine spilled, they stared and cursed, "Are you blind? Don't you have eyes to walk with?"

The second laizi even grabbed the collar of one of the shortest people and raised his hand to hit him.

These three people were also smart and immediately exited the hotel and ran to the road outside.

The Er Lai Zi and the Lao Youtiao were not willing to let them go and chased them out.

"Where are you going? If you don't pay for today, you three will be considered useless."

The two men were very aggressive, but who knew that when they got outside, the three men suddenly turned around and started to attack without saying a word.

The two tall ones faced each other respectively, and the shortest one stood aside, smiling and smoking.

After this move, Er Laizi and Lao Youtiao secretly complained in their hearts. These two tall men must have practiced before. They punched and kicked fast and fiercely. They were no match for them at all.

The two of them had the intention of retreating and wanted to escape, but it was already too late.

As soon as they turned around, they were dragged back by the two men like chickens.

Every punch hit their sore spots, causing the two men to scream and fall to the ground begging for mercy.

"Dude, stop fighting, I know I was wrong."

"Brother, no, uncle, please let me go!"

No matter how hard the Er Laizi and Lao Youtiao begged, the two people who beat them never spoke, and just focused on the force and angle of each blow to their bodies.

Er Laizi and Lao Youtiao only felt that the fists of these two men were like electric drills, hitting their bodies with painful pain.

The wailing sound echoed throughout the road, attracting countless people eating melons.

Wu Xiaotian, who was sitting in the Land Cruiser, opened his eyes wide and refused to let go of every scene.

Seeing the two people who had beaten him yesterday, now kneeling down like dogs and begging for mercy, Wu Xiaotian found it extremely enjoyable, and the sullenness that had been pent up in his heart finally dissipated a lot.

The one-sided beating lasted for 10 minutes.

The Er Laizi and the Lao Youtiao were like two puddles of mud lying limply on the cold ground. The shortest man smoked a cigarette and walked over slowly, "Go back and tell Chen Dayan and let him think carefully about who is the best in the slag factory." He is the one who keeps his word, otherwise he will be beaten next.”

The three men walked away in a swagger, and no one in the crowd dared to stop them.

Er Laizi and Lao Youtiao lay on the ground for a full five or six minutes. Maybe it was too cold on the ground and they couldn't bear the cold anymore. They helped each other stand up, shivered, got on the motorcycle, and returned. Slag plant.