As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

As for whether there is sympathy or not, to put it bluntly, we are all donkeys in the production team. It is hard to say whether it will be a relief or pain when we die. There is nothing to sympathize with.

"I'll talk to the manager and see what to do." The foreman looked helpless. Why are there so many things going on these days?

The bald manager lived in a luxurious single room, where he was drinking and playing cards with a few security guards. When Foreman Zhang, Peng Yong and Cai Ronggang walked to the door, they heard noisy sounds from afar.

"Go, get some more beer, Damn. We can't go anywhere on this rainy day, so we can only drink."

The door slammed open, and a drunken security guard came out. He was startled by the three dark-looking men standing at the door. After seeing who they were, he said angrily, "Didn't I tell you to take a shower before coming to the office?"

"Look, look, the floor is dirty." The young security guard said with disgust.

In the mine, the miners are the ones who suffer the most and have the lowest status, but these vampires who parasitize on them are always high and mighty.

Even though he is just a small security guard, he used to look down on foremen like Lao Zhang.

But this time he hit a wall.

"Someone's dead, why do you care whether it's dirty or not?" Peng Yong glared at the security guard, pulled him away, and rushed in.

In the room, the bald man turned on the heater, wore an autumn shirt and was drinking happily. When he saw a miner breaking in, he immediately got angry. Damn, when did a miner dare to ride on his neck?

He was just about to stand up and teach the three of them a lesson, but unexpectedly Peng Yong was even more fierce. He strode forward, grabbed the dining table and lifted it up. Everyone screamed and quickly moved away.

With a loud crackling sound, all the food on the table fell to the ground, and the best wine and meat were wasted.

"Are you fucking crazy? You don't want your wages, right?" The bald man pointed at Peng Yong and cursed.

"Wages? Haha, all you know is eating and drinking. People are dying."

"Still eating?"

Peng Yong yelled and glared at the bald man fiercely, scaring the bald man so much that he trembled all over and felt like he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

"Someone died?" His tone softened. He didn't dare to look at Peng Yong, but looked at Lao Zhang.

Old Zhang put on a stern face and nodded.

The bald man's face suddenly turned dark, and he thought to himself: Why am I so unlucky?

"Who died? How did they die?" he demanded.

"It's our fellow villager Ye Lin." Peng Yong said loudly, "As for how he died, haha."

He pointed at the bald man and started to curse, "You asked us to go down the mine in this weather, and you guys were just eating and drinking here. How do you think he died? The ground was so slippery, and he fell into the mine and died. It was all caused by you scum."

Foreman Zhang who was standing nearby was very surprised when he heard this. It was clearly Ye Lin who got lost by himself, so how could it be that he fell in because the road was slippery due to the rain?

The mine is primarily responsible for the accident that occurred underground during the rain, but if Ye Lin got lost on his own, then the mine has little to do with it.

He was about to remind him when Cai Rong approached him and said softly, "Boss, we also want to get the pension for Ye Lin. Please help us."

Lao Zhang thought about it and thought that these two people were righteous people who also wanted to help others. Well, he might as well do them a favor.

Lao Zhang closed his mouth silently.

Peng Yong’s fierce eyes scared the bald man. He looked at the security guards around him for help, indicating that it was their turn to go up.

In fact, several security guards were also shocked by Peng Yong's momentum. Only after they recovered did they realize that something was wrong.

Damn, with buddies around, when will it be your turn as a little miner to overturn the table?

"Why are you yelling? Don't you have any manners?" A bald security guard picked up a beer bottle and pointed at Peng Yong, his face full of flesh and a fierce look.

Judging from his aura, it's obvious that he's a former operative, and has absolutely nothing to do with being a security guard.

When the other security guards saw that someone had taken the lead, they also picked up their weapons, pointed at Peng Yong and the other two, and told them to behave themselves.

The bald man smiled proudly. A few coal miners wanted to play with him. I have plenty of people.

Peng Yong took a step back, sneered, and stretched out his right hand.

Cai Rong directly handed over an iron pipe and he also had one in his hand.

Old Zhang looked confused. When did these two people bring the things in? Why didn’t he notice them?

"You dare to pick up weapons, you want to rebel, right? Do you think I'm easy to bully? Beat them up, it's my responsibility if you hurt me." The bald man saw that the two men brought weapons with them, and knew that they had bad intentions, so what were he waiting for? He would beat them up.

"Fuck them!" the bald man shouted excitedly.

Several security guards rushed over and the situation escalated rapidly.

Peng Yong and Cai Rong were not panicked at all. Instead, they licked their lips, their eyes filled with desire for blood.

They are more exciting than bald guys.

"Fuck!" The bald security guard was also a ruthless man. Relying on his thick skin and flesh, he picked up a beer bottle and smashed it hard on Peng Yong's head.

In terms of physique, he is indeed bigger than Peng Yong, but in terms of ferocity and fighting experience, he is far behind.

Ordinary people would hide when encountering such a big guy, but Peng Yong was not like that. He just growled, his eyes flashed with a gleam, and he swung the iron pipe and hit the bald security guard's beer bottle.

Bang!

The iron pipe and the beer bottle collided suddenly in the air, and the beer bottle exploded directly.

The bald security guard never expected that he would burst the beer bottle. He was caught off guard and was stabbed in the face by the shattered glass.

what--

The bald security guard bent over and screamed in pain, his face covered in blood and tiny glass shards.

The pain of distance made him even more violent, and he wanted revenge.

He suddenly raised his head and rushed over with the half-broken sharp beer bottle in his hand.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past.

Peng Yong's iron pipe arrived again and hit him on the bald head.

"Bang!" There was a dull thud, which stunned the bald man and made him spin around in his place.

Peng Yong's face twisted, and he picked up the iron pipe and hit the confused bald head three times in a row.

Boom boom boom!

The bald man was knocked down directly, with a big bloody hole on his head and blood gushing out.

Old Zhang was dumbfounded. How could these two people be so fierce and they were both deadly? They didn't seem like ordinary people.

On the other side, Cai Rong, who looked more gentle, was not idle either. He took the iron pipe and swung it with all his might, not caring whether it would kill anyone or not. He just hit the head.

A young security guard was frightened by him and didn't dare to go forward. He picked up a beer bottle and flew over.

It hit Cai Rong's head with a bang, instantly breaking a hole that started bleeding madly.