Manager Hu’s eyes widened. On weekdays, he was the only one who called out numbers with others, but he didn’t expect to meet a tough guy today. How could a flyer distributor dare to yell at him?

This is really screwed!

"Okay, kid, don't leave if you have the guts!"

"I'm calling now!"

"Let me see if you dare to shout again later!"

Manager Hu took out his cell phone and opened the address book directly. There were a few big brothers who were doing well nearby. They often came to his place to eat and drink, and they had a good relationship with him. When they arrived later, they would probably be scared to pee their pants when they were handing out flyers.

The middle-aged man put out his cigarette and fell directly to Manager Hu's feet. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his tattooed arm.

"I'm waiting for you!"

"Let me see who is blind today!"

"How dare you mess with me!"

Manager Hu was shocked when he saw the tattoo on the man's arm, but after thinking about it, he snorted coldly. What's so great about having a tattoo?

A flyer handoutter who looks strong on the outside but is actually weak on the inside. I just showed him a tattoo in the hope that he would keep quiet!

He had to teach this kid a lesson, otherwise, did he really think that anyone could come and go as they pleased in MRT Logistics?

"Hey, Brother Donkey, I'm Lao Hu!"

"There's a blind man handing out flyers at the entrance of my cargo yard. Can you help me deal with him?"

"Money is not a problem. I will treat all of you brothers to dinner tonight!"

After Manager Hu finished his call, he sneered and looked at the middle-aged man: "Five minutes!"

The middle-aged man put the flyer aside and lit another cigarette nonchalantly. He and Wang Xin had been hanging out in the university town for so many years, did he really think he had been there for nothing?

In the nearby streets, inside and outside, everyone knows Huizi. He wants to see who will come to help this idiot today!

In less than five minutes, a few ruffian-looking young men, riding motorcycles, stopped outside the MRT logistics freight terminal.

Before parking the car, they stepped on the accelerator in a showy manner.

Manager Hu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the guys. These guys were really ruthless. With them here, the few bastards handing out flyers near the freight station today would probably be dealt with.

The yellow-haired leader lifted his bangs and walked in front of Manager Hu.

"Who is so blind as to offend you?"

Manager Hu quickly pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "He, that's him. This idiot dared to yell at me!"

"Not only did he hand out flyers here, but I scolded him and he actually had the guts to talk back?"

"Brothers, break his legs for me today. I'll pay for the medical expenses. I'll teach him a lesson!"

The yellow-haired man, along with a few of his brothers, looked at the middle-aged man arrogantly and were about to walk towards him with the car lock in their hands. But the moment the middle-aged man raised his head, they all froze in place.

Huang Mao was stunned and said subconsciously: "Hui...Brother Hui!"

Huizi stood up and glanced at him: "You are quite awesome, do you think you have grown strong enough to go out on your own?"

"I just followed Master Xin's instructions and handed out flyers here for a few days, and you came here to help me settle the matter?"

"Who gave you the courage?"

Huangmao fell to his knees in front of Huizi. He wanted to cry but had no tears. After listening to what Manager Hu said, he thought he was just a flyer distributor and could be dismissed. But who the hell knew that it was Huizi who was distributing flyers!

I'm really following Master Xin!

Compared to these low-class guys, he is much more ruthless.

How dare he offend Huizi...

"Brother Hui, I...I really didn't know it was you!"

"If I had known it was you, I wouldn't have dared to come over here!"

"I apologize to you, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

The yellow-haired man slapped himself in the face again and again!

Although it hurts a bit to slap yourself, the person in front of you is the kind of person who will chop people without blinking an eye. If it were Huizi, he would lose at least three teeth after one slap.

He can still tell which is more and which is less.

Huizi glanced at him, too lazy to pay attention to him, and walked straight to Manager Hu.

"Is this the person you called?"

Manager Hu swallowed his saliva and glanced at the cargo yard. He really wanted to shout and ask everyone in the cargo yard to come out. This would at least make him feel a little safer...

But looking behind Huizi, the few people who were handing out flyers nearby now all came over.

A group of people looked at the yellow-haired man kneeling on the ground and slapping himself, laughing so hard that they fell backwards. There was no fear at all.

Huizi raised his hand and slapped him in the face, catching Manager Hu off guard and causing him to fall to the ground.

"I'll ask you again!"

"I'm here with my brothers to distribute flyers. Is there any problem?"

Manager Hu covered his swollen face and shook it hurriedly: "No, no problem, no problem!"

"Brother Hui, I don't know the real man, my eyes are dim and I am bewitched!"

"You can send it however you want!"

Huizi continued: "You're not going to break my legs anymore?"

Manager Hu was about to cry. What kind of person is this? Su Yang alone is difficult enough for Susutong Logistics. He thought Su Yang just randomly found a few people to distribute flyers. Who knew that a flyer distributor would be so awesome?

He even broke someone's legs?

He felt like his legs were going to fall off.

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

"Brother Hui, please continue posting!"

"I really don't dare!"

Huizi took out a stack of flyers and threw them to Manager Hu.

"I'm tired of handing out flyers. I don't want to do that anymore. Just stand at the door and hand out a flyer to every person who comes out!"

“Keep sending until the end of the workday!”

"If I find out you sent one less, I'll give you a fucking slap!"

Manager Hu was stunned. As the manager of MRT Logistics, he was threatened to distribute flyers of competitors?

If Ao Guangxiao heard this, he would never be able to die no matter how many lives he had...

"Can...can you not send it?"

Huizi sneered: "It's okay if you don't send it!"

Manager Hu breathed a sigh of relief.

But I didn't expect Huizi to continue: "If you don't want to distribute them, just eat all of this stack of flyers for me. If you eat them all, you don't have to distribute them anymore!"

"Are you eating or making money?"

Manager Hu shrank his body and crawled up from the ground. Looking at the yellow-haired man who was still slapping himself on the ground, he felt like crying but had no tears. He ate all the flyers. It was really going to cost him his life!

Send it, a gentleman's revenge is never too late...

He picked up a stack of flyers and walked to the entrance of the MRT Logistics freight station.

Every time someone passed by, he handed them a flyer. Every time someone passed by, he handed them a flyer.

Many people were confused and thought that Manager Hu was taking the lead in distributing flyers for Jieyun Logistics and offering discounts and promotions. But when they looked more closely, they saw that the flyer actually said "Susutong Logistics".

Some employees who had been wronged by MRT Logistics went in and out repeatedly, asking Manager Hu to bow and scrape and hand them a flyer.

Manager Hu wanted to curse several times, but when he saw Huizi staring at him across the street, he lowered his head again. In this day and age, it was good enough to be alive.

The same scene was played out in almost all the outlets of Jiyun Logistics in Jiangcheng City...

Boss Hu and the brothers under Wang Xin are all well-known figures in the underworld. It would be fine if there was a conflict of interest, but who would be so blind as to offend someone who is just standing at the door handing out flyers?

On the contrary, those people handing out flyers outside the door of SuSuTong Logistics are in a bad situation...

As soon as Su Yang arrived at the cargo yard, he found a dozen people handing out flyers outside. He took a few, looked at them, and sneered.

He thought Ao Guangxiao would continue to hold on, but he didn't expect that the discounts and promotions would start so soon.

It's a pity that it's only 300 yuan per square. It's not strong enough...

He needs to add more fuel to the fire!

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