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Chapter 31 Burning the Factory

Fire!

We must rescue the things. A thick black smoke rose from the raw material warehouse of the A-cargo factory, and a violent flame shot out. Uncle Jian wet his coat with water, covered his mouth and nose with the coat, and rushed to Wang's warehouse.

At present, the A-cargo factory is in short supply, and the finished products will be delivered to the store on the same day. The most valuable and most important thing in the factory is leather raw materials.

The raw materials in this pile of warehouses have been in storage for less than three days, and are worth more than 300,000 yuan. If they are burned out, the loss will be huge, and the most important thing is that they will be out of stock for a while. And as a worker, he didn't know how much loss would be caused by running out of stock, but he was afraid that if the factory was gone, the way for the brothers to walk the right path would be cut off.

For the current A-cargo factory, 300,000 yuan is nothing, but out of stock is very scary, and it may give other merchants an opportunity to enter the market. It can be said that Yan Jiu was very accurate in finding trouble, and found the deadly place in one go.

Several workers quickly grabbed Uncle Jian and shouted: Uncle Jian, it's too dangerous! You can't go up!

The roof is burnt through! This fire can't be saved!

Hong Kong Island's current fire protection facilities are backward, and the fire hydrants and fire extinguishers equipped in factories can only extinguish accidents in their infancy. But this house fire was deliberately set on fire, and the fire was so fierce that the warehouse was already a sea of ​​flames. It is impossible to effectively extinguish it at all.

The fire has burned like this, and even if the fire brigade arrives at the scene, they can only take isolation measures and wait for the combustible materials in the warehouse to be consumed.

Uncle Jian suddenly turned around under the pull of his workers, stared at them and shouted loudly: Mr. Zhuang gave 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 there such a good treatment, where you can stand up and be a man?

Loyalty! You talk about loyalty when you are in the sidewalk, but you don't talk about loyalty when you are in the right business? Uncle Jian was a little angry, and broke away from the arm of the worker: When you go out, you need to talk about loyalty! If you are a man, follow me! Fire us If it can’t be extinguished, it can at least save Mr. Zhuang’s raw materials!”

Uncle Jian put down these words, covered his mouth and nose, and rushed into the fire scene. The remaining seven or eight workers looked at each other in blank dismay, finally gritted their teeth and stomped their feet, and all followed Uncle Jian into the fire.

During this period of time, Uncle Jian was promoted by Boss Zhuang to be the Chief Engineer, and his status was only below that of the factory director, so he had a lot of power to speak. Director Li also knows that Uncle Jian is supported by the boss, and he usually respects Uncle Jian very much.

So after observing and reviewing, Uncle Jian accepted more than a dozen released prisoners into the factory. These people who have been released after serving their sentences are all people who have been in prison for a long time, are middle-aged, and have long wanted to quit the arena.

Maybe their names still exist in the Jianghu, but they have no place in the Jianghu. People like them have no future in social groups, and it's hard to find a job. In order to adapt to society, they came to A goods factory as ordinary workers.

In terms of status, they are far from Uncle Jian, but in terms of category, they are the same kind of people as Uncle Jian. Back then, Uncle Jian was their boss when he was in prison, and he was their benefactor when he came out. Uncle Jian's words completely aroused their blood, and made them take out the hard work buried in their hearts!

Back then, he rushed against a knife formation of hundreds of people, so why are he afraid of fire now?

Come on, brothers!

Bring back the ingredients!

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

Plant entrance.

A Crown car parked sideways on the side of the road, sticking its head to the side of the road.

A dozen horsemen stood beside the car, and Yan Jiu sat alone on the front of the car, with one foot on the hood of the car, holding a beer bottle in his hand.

A Ji leaned against the car door, hiding in the shade of a tree alone, playing with a butterfly knife with his head down.

Of course, Yan Jiu would not do it himself by setting fire to the warehouse this time. He is just watching a play right now, waiting for the Lord to come over and say hello before leaving.

Squeak! A black car stopped quickly, Zhuang Shikai pushed the door open, got out of the car, walked towards Scarface and scolded: Yan Jiu! You shovel! You are more courageous than I imagined!

When he saw the black smoke in the sky from a distance, he knew that the fire was hopeless. Simply don't rush in to check it out, get out of the car first, Yan Jiu, who knows how to do things.

Yan Jiu wouldn't give him a chance to arrest him, he must have sent another group of younger brothers to do it. However, speaking of it, he had never met Yan Jiu, and wanted to see what his new opponent looked like.

Alas, if ordinary people live through life, how can we talk about having enemies? But as long as you show your head, good guy, all kinds of ghosts and snakes will come out. One by one, they plan to step on you and share the benefits.

Seeing Zhuang Shikai walking towards him, Yan Jiu shrugged his shoulders, took a sip of beer, tilted his head and said, Hey! Officer! Don't wrong me!

I just came over for a picnic with my men, who knew your factory would be on fire?

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, walked up to Yan Jiu, took out the cigarette case, took out a cigarette, and threw it into his mouth: Come on, Brother Jiu, come here and give it to me. Light a fire.

Yan Jiu leaned back quickly, sized up her eyes vigilantly, and said, You don't want to take this opportunity to slap me, do you?

No, no. Zhuang Shikai smiled hypocritically: Who doesn't know that Detective Yan is behind you...

I can't do anything about you even if I call the police, so how dare I slap you?

He expected that Yan Jiu must have greeted the New Territories Police Station. Inspector Lin Gang of the New Territories Police Station, although he is from Luoge, he usually has to show off the same face.

As the factory owner, Zhuang Shikai is a policeman himself. He didn't even want to drag Yan Jiu to the police station, let alone people from other police stations?

After all, Zhuang Shikai was weak in front of Yan Jiu, and due to bilateral competition, he lost the identity of the police to suppress young and Dangerous boys. The struggle on the road still has to be resolved with the method on the road.

It's good to know my background! Seeing that Zhuang Shikai is not as arrogant and domineering as in the legend, Yan Jiu straightened up again, looked at the other party and offered a condition: 300,000! I want to buy your A factory!

Otherwise, I'll burn your warehouse once a day! Yan Jiu cracked the corner of his mouth, revealing his ferocious face decisively.

Zhuang Shikai took off his cigarette and threw it on the ground, and suddenly grabbed Yan Jiu's wrist, then buckled back, and picked up the glass bottle in Yan Jiu's hand: Hey!

Yan Jiu was headshot by her glass bottle.

Zhuang Shikai looked at him, and cursed with a half-smile: Shovel! You are so smart! Buy me a factory for 300,000 yuan!

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

You fucking hit me! Yan Jiu quickly pushed Zhuang Shikai away, but Zhuang Shikai stood firmly on the spot without moving.

Ah Ji! Kill him! Yan Jiu roared, and a figure in white opened the butterfly knife, turned around and attacked, and thrust the blade into Zhuang Shikai's neck.

Zhuang Shikai quickly drew his gun, put the muzzle of the gun against Yan Jiu's chin and roared angrily: Come on! Come on!

Throw away your old mother! Ah Ji, stop! Yan Jiu opened his mouth wide and hurriedly persuaded him.

A reflection shone through Zhuang Shikai's eyes, this time it wasn't the watch that was announcing the mission, but the blade on his neck...

Zhuang Shikai's hairs stood on end immediately, and he shouted with a cold expression: Scatter them all!