Take the Job: the Hero Starts from Being the Most Fierce

After Wang Ting promised Boss Wang to collect the bills for him, he went back directly.

Sitting in front of the office, Wang Ting's mouth curled into an excited smile. A cigarette was burning in Miaomiao's mouth, and bursts of smoke spit out from Wang Ting's mouth and nose.

The door of the office opened, and Ah Xiang, who was wearing this fancy suit, walked in from the outside and nodded to Wang Ting:

"Brother Ting, what do you have to do with me?"

Wang Ting pointed to the sofa in front of him and motioned for Ah Xiang to sit down, took out the cigarette case, picked out a cigarette, threw it into Ah Xiang's hand, and said to him with a smile:

"I took the order business and helped a boss recover his bad debts. I think this business is quite profitable. In the future, in addition to watching this scene, let's take over these businesses."

"But you can't just talk about this kind of business, Ah Xiang, you go to register a financial company, let's call it Leiting Financial Company. Those collections in the past were really unstandardized, and it was easy to leave black materials. ."

"In the future, we will help people collect their bills, and all of them will go to the financial company's account. In this way, we can conduct enterprise management and adjustment analysis. The most important thing is that when something happens, we can file a lawsuit in the name of the company."

Ah Xiang is not a fool either. After hearing what Wang Ting said, he immediately understood the benefits. A look of excitement appeared on his face, and he nodded to Wang Ting:

"Brother Ting, you really deserve to come out of college, you can think of doing it like this!"

"I'm going to register the company now!"

And just when Ah Xiang was about to turn around and leave, Wang Ting stopped him aloud:

"Wait a minute, when you go out, call [-] or so younger brothers, and prepare a business van. I will run the business of Boss Wang myself. Ah Xiang nodded after hearing Wang Ting's order. :

"Okay, I'll do it right away!"

A quarter of an hour passed, and more than 20 young men outside the door were already ready. They were all wearing simple black shirts, sunglasses on their faces, and metal baseball bats around their waists. , all respectfully shouted:

"Brother Ting!"

After Wang Ting glanced around at these younger brothers, he couldn't help but nodded. The more than 20 younger brothers that Ah Xiang found for him were indeed all good players:

"set off!"

Following Wang Ting's order, more than 20 younger brothers and him, all got into the business van and headed towards Zuodun West Street.

On Zuodun West Street, it was daytime at this time, and people came and went on the street, most of them were white-collar workers rushing to work.

There were constant calls from various restaurants and hawker stalls. Wang Ting drove a business van to the front of a mahjong parlor on Zuodun West Street. This was Bai Lao's territory.

The vehicle stopped, and more than 20 boys got out of the car one after another. The metal baseball bats in their hands were shining brightly in the sun, and they rushed into the mahjong hall with great momentum.

Wang Ting wore a pair of sunglasses on his face, and walked into the mahjong hall leisurely. Even in the daytime, the mahjong hall was still very lively. Almost every table was full, and he came to play mahjong. guests.

"Who are you?"

A younger brother who watched the scene was also bold. Seeing more than 20 people rushing in aggressively, he was also happy and unafraid. He strode up to Wang Ting and questioned him.

Wang Ting took off the sunglasses on his face and looked at the younger brother who was watching the field:

"I'm here to find Bai Lao, and I have something to talk to him about."

The younger brother looked at Wang Ting up and down, his eyes full of disdain:

"who are you……"

Before the arrogant words of the younger brother were finished, he suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen, and finally the whole person was kicked upside down and flew out.

Wang Ting glanced at the younger brother who was kicked by him, then raised his hand and made a gesture to the younger brothers beside him:

"Clearance!"

"I don't want to be disturbed when I talk about things!"

"Bang, bang, bang..."

"Brother Hengzi Mammoth is doing business, all go!"

......

Following Wang Ting's order, more than 20 boys holding metal baseball bats erupted and smashed up in the mahjong hall. In an instant, all the tables and chairs in the mahjong hall were smashed to pieces. The guests screamed and ran in all directions.

The mahjong parlor, which was originally very lively, suddenly became deserted.

"Who is making trouble?!"

At this moment, an angry roar sounded from upstairs. Wang Ting looked at it at the beginning and saw a middle-aged man with a sturdy stature, a face full of flesh, and a fierce face. Dude, people have gray hair in middle age.

Behind the white man were also more than 20 strong young men, holding knives and sticks in their hands. The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became extremely dignified.

Bai Lao's brows were furrowed. He had already recognized Wang Ting at this time, and there was anger in his voice:

"What do you mean?"

"You people with prefix Heng, what do you want to do when you come to our territory of prefix Shuifang?"

PS: Ask for a wave of flowers, ask for a wave of monthly tickets, ask for a wave of evaluation tickets, and ask for various data in an infinite loop.......... ...................................................... ...................................................... ...................................................... ............

Chapter 13 All Killers

Wang Ting pushed away the two younger brothers in front of him, and looked up at the white man on the stairs. "Bai guy, your younger brother is not very sensible. I came to talk to you about things. Can he be your master?"

Speaking, Wang Ting pointed to the little brother who fell to the ground.

Bai Lao frowned, his eyes were fierce, but he was still angry.

"I can't tell the person who ran to my place to mess with me. Is it a matter of the two prefixes, or is it a matter of you and me?"

Wang Ting smiled with a relaxed expression on his face.

"You don't need to be so big, Bai, find a quieter place, let's talk about things, you don't want the younger brothers to watch monkeys play, right?"

Bai Lao snorted and waved his hand, and the younger brothers behind him suddenly spread out.

Wang Ting stepped forward, and A Xiang next to him grabbed his shoulder: "Brother Ting, we..."

Wang Ting smiled and patted his hand and shook his head.

"I can do it myself, you wait here."

After all, Wang Ting walked upstairs with the white man, and when he passed by the 20 or so younger brothers under the white man, his eyelids didn't even twitch!

When he came to Bai Lao's office, Bai Lao did not let other younger brothers in, only two henchmen followed.

"What do you want to talk about, talk about it!"

Bai Lao sat on the boss chair with a drum and slammed his legs on the table, very arrogant.

After Wang Ting sat down, he took out a cigarette and lit one, and only spoke when he raised his head.

"What else can I do? It's a debt collection! Boss Wang Bo asked me to give you a message. You must pay back the money you owe Wang Bo. Do you understand, Bai?"

While talking, Wang Ting played with the delicate ashtray on the table, as if this gadget interested him.

Hearing Wang Ting's words, Bai Lao's face instantly turned gloomy, he flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, and stood up abruptly!

"Zhuo, what do you mean? You can ask in West Street, when did I owe money to others?"

Wang Ting was not angry when he saw that the white guy didn't admit it, he just asked with a dangerous smile. "White man, are you just denying it?"

Bai Lao sneered and looked at Wang Ting condescendingly.

"It's none of your business whether I accept the account or not. When will it be your turn to take care of the person with the prefix of Shuifang? Are you full?"

Wang Ting smiled, shook his head gently, leaned back on the chair, and looked up at the white guy, but his face turned a lot colder.

"It's a matter of course and right to pay off debts. I advise you to take out the money quickly, otherwise it will be a bad rule to talk about!"

The white guy sneered, and with a wink, the two younger brothers stepped forward and stood behind Wang Ting, staring at him!

"Boy, don't think that you are qualified to be arrogant if you have a little reputation at the beginning of Heng, when my white guy came out to mix, you didn't know where to call your mother with a bare drum! Tell me the rules? Go on the street!

Don't you even look where this place is? "

Bai Lao's disdain made the two younger brothers laugh, as if they didn't look down on Wang Ting at all.

Wang Ting was also laughing, shook his head gently, and then took a heavy puff of cigarette.

The next second, he was holding the hand that was playing with the ashtray, grabbed the heavy ashtray suddenly, turned around and smashed it at the heads of the two younger brothers!

No one could have imagined that Wang Ting, who was sitting originally, suddenly burst into flames, not to mention that his speed was so fast that he moved like a thunderbolt!

boom!boom!

After two consecutive beeps, the two younger brothers were smashed to the ground, screaming and falling to the ground!

On the other hand, Wang Ting followed the direction he turned and turned to Bai Lao again. The ashtray in his hand slapped Bai Lao on the face!

Decade bursts of energy!

"Oh!"

Smashed three people's heads in a row!

The originally heavy ashtray actually burst open!

Several of the broken glass slag stabbed into the face and neck of the white guy, and his head was covered in blood!

Wang Ting's movements did not stop!

After the ashtray in his hand shattered, he grabbed Bai Lao's hand, pressed it on the table, raised one foot, and stepped on the table with one foot!

"what!"

Until this time, the white guy screamed out!

It's really that Wang Ting's action is too fast, Bai Lao has not reacted until now!

"Ah my face! My hands! The grass..."

Wang Ting smiled coldly, leaned forward slightly, and exerted a little force on his feet.

"Stop barking, hey, don't bark!"

Snapped!

With that said, Wang Ting slapped the white guy neatly!

Bai Lao finally came back to his senses, looked at Wang Ting in horror, and did not dare to call again.

"Do you want hands or money?"

"I want... I want a hand! I'll give the money..."

After Bai Lao said these words, his body went limp, his face was full of fear!