Siheyuan: One Hundred Thousand Dead Men At The Beginning, The Beasts Are Paralyzed

"Master Yang!"

As soon as Yang Ping came over, someone greeted him immediately, and everyone was very enthusiastic.

"good!"

He didn't know most of them. After all, there were more than a thousand people in the whole workshop, so he had no choice but to nod in response.

"Come on, Master Yang, you stand in front of me.-"

Yang Ping came to the back of the line and stood there, queuing up according to the rules, but the people in front immediately quit and gave up their seats.

"No, there aren't many people anyway, so I'll be in the back."

He directly refused.

The man disagreed, so he stepped aside and queued up at the back.

"Master Yang, I will also give you this position."

"Master Yang, there are not many people in front of you anyway."

"I will also give it to Master Yang."

Seeing this, the others gave way one by one, and ran to the back to line up.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ping had a wry smile on his face.

He had no choice but to stand up.

He knew that he was in the back row, and those people must be in the back row. Going around like this would be more troublesome and cause confusion, so he might as well agree to everyone and forget it.

In a blink of an eye, he was ranked third in the team.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the figure in front of him didn't get out of the way.

Glancing at a familiar middle-aged man with a crew cut in front of him, he realized that it was Yi Zhonghai, and understood why he didn't step aside.

Not to mention, this Yi Zhonghai is very active in getting his salary, and he even ran to the second place.

Looking over again, there is Jia Dongxu who is also ranked second, he is not a senior fitter, and he is in another window.

The two are worthy of being mentors and apprentices, and they both ran second when they received their salaries.

Yang Ping stood still and continued to wait.

"Master Yang, come, I'll give you this seat!"

As a result, he didn't stand for a while, and the person in front of Yi Zhonghai gave up his position.

"No, I'll just stand here."

Yang Ping quickly waved his hands.

Who knew that the man came directly and pulled Yang Ping up, while he ran behind.

He smiled wryly, but he didn't expect to rank first in a row.

At this time, the people in the finance department are still preparing, and the salary has not yet started, so they need to wait for a while.

He caught a glimpse of Jia Dongxu, who was full of jealousy, with a smile on his face.

You don't need to guess, but Yi Zhonghai behind him has a gloomy expression and is extremely unhappy.

Yang Ping guessed right.

Yi Zhonghai's face was really ugly.

He was also very upset about everyone giving up his position. He had never had this kind of treatment, even if he became an eighth-level fitter.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ping, a brat, won the respect of everyone after only a few years in the factory.

Some people give up their seats in the line for cooking food, some people give up their seats when going to the toilet, and now even when paying wages, some people give up their seats.

He got angry at the thought.

Doesn't it mean that his teaching ability is better, Yi Zhonghai doesn't make a move, otherwise it is the same, he can easily teach everyone to advance, not to mention becoming a seventh-level fitter, and an eighth-level fitter is no problem.

Of course, Yi Zhonghai just complained.

It is really impossible for him to teach people to be promoted to the eighth rank of fitter. This will have too much impact on his status, and he cannot do things that harm his own interests.

"Master Yang, your salary is 332.5 yuan, and you still have 80 catties of food stamps, can you take a look?"

The person from the finance department came with the salary, and the first person she saw was Yang Ping, and she spoke directly.

Yang Ping is well-known in the factory, no one does not know him.

"That's right!"

Yang Ping nodded.

He did a rough calculation, and it was about the same amount of money, and the food was about the same.

Maybe not so much next month.

"Hiss, Master Yang, more than 300 yuan a month!"

"You're stupid, this is reward plus salary, otherwise it wouldn't be that high."

"There are 80 catties of food stamps, which is really good!"

"Whoever calls him Master Yang, he has become a powerful master at a young age, and he has taught three seventh-level fitters in his hands."

"I think this reward is less, at least some more should be given."

When everyone heard about Yang Ping's salary, they all talked about it and were very envious.

The jealous look on Jia Dongxu's face became even stronger.

He originally thought that 99 yuan was enough for the master, and no one could compare with it except those leaders. He didn't expect Yang Ping to get more than the master.

Yi Zhonghai also had a serious face.

He is the only level 8 fitter in the first workshop, and every time he gets paid, he will get everyone's exclamation and envy.

Now it has changed, there is Yang Ping, a monster, his salary plus reward is more than three times that of him, and the glory that originally belonged to him has been taken away.

"Everyone works hard, and there will be something."

Yang Ping put the money in his pocket, comforted everyone, and left.

Before leaving, seeing the ugly faces of Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu, his smile became brighter and brighter.

The first time I received so much salary, I felt really good.

You know, those ordinary workers are now 33 yuan, and his salary alone is equivalent to ten of them.

Soon, he returned to the workshop.

Not long after, Xie Quancai waited for others and came back.

Although they said they were level 6 or 7 fitters, they were still level 5 or 6 fitters when they were graded, and their wages were basically 50 or 60 yuan, so there was no way to compare with Yang Ping.

Everyone was happy at first, but thinking of Yang Ping's terrible salary, some frustration appeared on their faces.

"Everyone work hard, sooner or later, you too will be able to earn more than 300 yuan in wages.

Yang Ping would like to encourage everyone.

The others did not refute, but Xie Quancai did.

"Yang Ping, don't try to make us happy, and see for yourself, who has the ability like you and can earn more than 300 yuan a month?"

"hehe!"

Yang Ping smiled awkwardly.

Indeed, no one has this ability now, and it is not that simple to get so many rewards in one fell swoop.

At least there is no way for everyone in front of them to achieve it.

"Don't forget, I am now an eighth-level fitter. I will teach you to become an eighth-level fitter. After the next grade, you can still get 99 yuan as a salary, which is not a lot.

he said with a smile.

Hearing this, their eyes lit up and stared at Yang Ping, as if a shark smelled blood and wanted to rush towards Yang Ping.

Even Xie Quancai is no exception, he always has this kind of expression.

"Don't be so scary!"

Yang Ping laughed dryly.

"So, do you still want to work hard?"

he asked again.

Everyone responded one after another.

This was accessible, so they naturally wanted to fight for it, and wanted to get a salary of 99 yuan like Yi Zhonghai.

A satisfied smile appeared on Yang Ping's face.

"Okay, everyone, take a break and get ready to get off work."

he arranged.

"Come on!"

Everyone agreed to come down and go back to their seats to sit idle.

In a blink of an eye.

It's time to get off work.

Yang Ping walked towards the parking lot as usual.

Gao Ming has been waiting here.

"Gao Ming, let's go to Fengzeyuan for dinner at night, and we haven't been there for a long time."

Yang Ping came over and extended an invitation.

"don't want!"

Without even thinking about it, Gao Yue directly refused.

"real?"

Yang Ping asked again.

"That's right!"

Gao Ming has a firm attitude.

Yang Ping had no choice, he also wanted to have another headache, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance.

He had no choice but to unlock the bicycle and send Fuli back.

This time, he didn't go back directly to the compound, but turned his bike around and rode in the direction of Qianmen Street.

He was going to find Lou Xiao'e in the past, and stop by her for dinner, so as not to go home and cook by himself.

Soon, he came to Lou Xiaoe's side.

It just so happened that Lou Xiaoe was eating, and Yang Ping joined them with chopsticks.

"Why are you free to come here today?"

Lou Xiaoe couldn't help asking.

"It's easier to pay wages today, and I don't want to go home to cook, so I come here to eat."

Yang Ping answered truthfully, and didn't say anything earthy or romantic.

"You can come here every day in the future, and I'll wait for you to eat.

Lou Xiaoe's tone was firm and unquestionable.

Yang Ping was taken aback.

If so, he is restrained and hastily refused.

"Xiao'e, you can't wait for me. When I'm busy, I sometimes have to get off work at eight or nine o'clock. If you eat so late, your stomach will definitely feel uncomfortable. If you continue like this, you will die short-lived. I don't want this to happen."

His face was full of worry, and he looked like he was thinking about you.

Although Yang Ping never worked overtime until eight or nine o'clock, he had to use this exaggerated technique to reflect his concern for Lou Xiaowo.

"That's fine!"

Lou Xiaoe's heart softened, so she had to agree to Yang Ping not to wait.

"Xiao'e, don't worry, I will try my best to come over to eat with you in the future."

Yang Ping started talking nonsense, how affectionate he was.

"Um!"

Lou Xiaoe was very moved.

Seeing this, Yang Ping was about to suffer from a headache and went to rest with Lou Xiaoe.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

As a result, there was a knock on the door outside.

It seemed that the aunt who took care of Lou Xiao'e had returned, so she had no choice but to give up.

Lou Xiao'e has already fallen in love with him, and the future will be long, and there will be many opportunities to suffer from headaches.

Auntie brought some peach cakes over, and it was Yao Fengze who asked her to bring them over. Seeing that Yang Ping was here, she didn't bother too much, and went back to the next room on her own.

The emotion just now had been interrupted, Yang Ping wanted to continue fearing that it would be inappropriate, so he simply waited for the next opportunity to talk about it.

He sat here for a while, chatted for a while, then took his leave and left.

Yang Ping got on the bicycle, watched Lou Xiao'e close the door, and rode towards the compound.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a gunshot not far away.

He was taken aback, and quickly got off the bicycle, leaned against the wall, and judged the direction of the gunshots through his ears.

At any time, he has cultivated his inner strength and his speed is very fast, but he feels that he has no way to dodge the bullet, so he must be careful.

Soon, he found the location, which was in the same courtyard as Lou Xiaoe, not too far away, and the distance to Chen Xueru was about the same.

Chen Xueru!

Thinking of this name, Yang Ping's expression froze, and he poked his head out to look over.

Isn't this the yard behind Chen Xueru.

Why are there gunshots coming from here?

He lightly locked the bicycle, then strode closer to it, ready to see what happened.

After all, Lou Xiao'e lives here to see if she can eliminate the danger and avoid any accidents for her.

Yang Ping used his inner strength to make his body as light as nothing, and stepped on the ground without making any sound.

After that, he slowly approached the yard.

"Throw away the gun for me, and I'll let you and your companion go, or I'll kill your companion!"

A middle-aged man with a drawing board on his back pointed a pistol at the male police officer who was holding his legs on the ground, and stared at the female police officer with a gun not far away, threatening in a low voice.

The leg of the male policeman had already been hit by a bullet, his face was pale, and with a gun pointed at his head, he was extremely frightened.

The female police officer pointed a gun at the middle-aged man, her face full of fear and hesitation.

For a moment she didn't know whether to shoot or throw the gun to save her companions, the young

She doesn't have enough experience in this situation.

"I count to three, if I don't throw it, I will shoot, at worst, we will die together!"

The middle-aged man whispered.

"=!"

"Snapped!"

The policewoman dropped the gun anyway.

The middle-aged man quickly picked up the gun on the ground and stuffed it into his bag.

"hehe!"

Seeing that there was no danger, he smiled triumphantly and said.

"Little girl, you are still too young, you have discovered my secret, how could I let you leave alive.

After speaking, he moved his gun and aimed at the female police officer, ready to kill him.

"rustle!"

Suddenly, there was a sound outside the door.

"who?"

Without any hesitation, the middle-aged man moved his gun and pointed it at the gate of the yard

A stone flew towards him quickly and directly knocked out the gun in his hand.

The next moment, a piece of sand appeared and directly covered his eyes.

The middle-aged man's psychological quality is excellent, and he was not affected by the sand, so he quickly reached out to get the pistol in his bag.

Just as he was about to take it out, another stone hit his hand holding the gun, causing him pain, and the gun fell to the ground.

He bent down to reach the gun.

A figure appeared, kicked the gun directly, and at the same time swung his fist, punching the middle-aged man on the back of the head.

"Well!"

The middle-aged man couldn't bear it and passed out directly.

"call!"

Yang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, facing such a battle for the first time, his psychological pressure was still quite high.

He glanced at the policewoman and shouted.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and tie him up!"

"well!"

The female police officer quickly agreed and found a hemp rope in the yard to tie up the middle-aged man.

Then she looked at Yang Ping and asked.

"Yang Ping, you...how did you come here?"

"I happened to be shopping on Qianmen Street, and when I heard gunshots, I came over to have a look."

Yang Ping responded.

The female police officer in front of her was Zhou Xiaobai.

When he came over just now, when he saw Zhou Xiaobai, he also recognized the middle-aged man as an enemy agent who seriously endangered Xia's security, so he decided to rescue him.

Of course, Lou Xiao'e lives nearby, and Zhou Xiaobai is Gao Yue's friend, which is also a certain reason.

In fact, regardless of whether it is Zhou Xiaobai or not, as long as this happens to the policeman, whether the murderer is an enemy agent, he will still take action, and he should be able to contribute to the country.

of.

As for the previous conflict with Zhou Xiaobai, he didn't keep it in mind.

"Thank you!"

Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help thanking him.

If Yang Ping hadn't come, she would have been beaten to death just now, and Yang Ping is now her savior.

"Take care of your colleague's wound quickly, and I'll call the police nearby for you."

Yang Ping glanced at the male police officer beside him.

Zhou Xiaobai's expression changed, and he hurried over to check the male policeman's wound, then quickly tore off the cloth strips, tied up his thighs, and performed an emergency treatment.

Yang Ping did not stop and walked out of the yard.

He glanced at Lou Xiao'e's yard, saw that the lights had been turned off, and then walked in the direction of the bicycle.

On the main road, I met two police officers on patrol and told them to help Zhou Xiaobai, and then he rode his bicycle back to the compound to go to the factory. .