Siheyuan: One hundred thousand dead soldiers at the beginning, the beast is numb

"Master Yang!"

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

"good!"

He didn't recognize 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, get in front of me-"

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

"No, there aren’t many people anyway, so I’ll just wait in line."

He refused directly.

The man didn't agree. He just gave up his seat and went to the back to line up.

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

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

"I also gave it to Master Yang."

Seeing this, everyone else gave up their seats one by one and ran to the back to queue up.

When Yang Ping saw this scene, he smiled bitterly.

He had no choice but to stand up.

He knew that if he was in the back, those people would also be in line. In the back, going around like this would be more troublesome and cause chaos, so why not just agree to let everyone forget it.

In a blink of an eye, he was third in line.

Seeing that the figure in front did not move out of the way, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing at the familiar middle-aged man with a crew cut in front of him, he saw that it was Yi Zhonghai, and he understood why he didn't get out of the way.

Not to mention, Yi Zhonghai was very active in getting his salary, and he even moved to second place.

Looking over again, he saw the same row of people. The second Jia Dongxu, who is not a senior fitter, is at another window.

The two of them are indeed masters and apprentices, and they are both paid second place.

Yang Ping stood and continued to wait.

"Master Yang, come here, I’ll give you this position!"

After standing for a while, the person in front of Yi Zhonghai gave up his seat.

"No, I'll just stand here."

Yang Ping waved his hands quickly.

Unexpectedly, the man came directly and pulled Yang Ping up, while he ran behind.

He smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect to be ranked first.

At this time, the people in the Finance Department were still preparing. Wages haven't been paid yet, so he needs to wait for a while.

He glanced at Jia Dongxu, who was full of jealousy, with a smile on his face. He didn't need to guess, but Yi Zhonghai behind him had a gloomy face and felt extremely unhappy.

Yang Ping guessed right.

Yi Zhonghai His face was indeed ugly.

He was also very unhappy about everyone giving up his seat. He had never received such treatment, even if he became an eighth-level fitter.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ping, a young boy, got everyone after just a few years in the factory. respect.

Some people give up their seats in the queue for meals, some people give up their seats when going to the toilet, and now even when wages are being paid, some people give up their seats.

He gets angry when he thinks about this.

Isn’t it because he has a better teaching ability? Yi Zhonghai will not take action, otherwise it will be the same , Easily can teach everyone to advance, not to mention becoming a seventh-level fitter, there is no problem for an eighth-level fitter.

Of course, Yi Zhonghai is just complaining.

It is impossible for him to teach people to advance to an eighth-level fitter. It will be detrimental to his status. The impact is too great. You can't do things that harm your own interests.

"Master Yang, your salary is 332.5 yuan, and you also have 80 kilograms of food stamps. Can you take a look at it?"

The people from the finance department came over with their wages. The first person they saw was Yang Ping, and she spoke directly.

Yang Ping is well-known in the factory, and everyone knows him.

"That's right! Yang

Ping nodded.

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

There might not be that much next month.

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

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

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

"Who said he was Master Yang? He became a powerful master at a young age and taught three seventh-level fitters on his own."

"I think this reward is too little, and I should at least give it more."

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

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

He originally thought that the master's salary of 99 yuan was high enough, and no one could compare with it except those leaders. Unexpectedly, Yang Ping got more than the master.

Yi Zhonghai also had a stern look on his face.

He was the only eighth-level fitter in the workshop. Every time he received his salary, he would get everyone's exclamation and envy. Things have changed now, and Yang Ping has emerged. This monster's salary plus rewards are more than three times his, and he has taken away the glory that originally belonged to him.

"Everyone will succeed if they work hard."

Yang Ping put the money in his pocket, comforted everyone, and left. Before leaving, he caught a glimpse of the ugly faces of Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu, and his smile became brighter. It was the first time he received so much salary, and it felt really good. Not bad.

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

Soon, he returned to the workshop.

Soon after, Xie Cairen came back.

Although their level was six or seven A level fitter, but when he was graded, he was still a level 5 or 6 fitter, and his salary was basically fifty or sixty yuan. There was no way to compare it with Yang Ping.

Everyone was happy at first, but when they thought of Yang Ping’s terrifying salary, their faces changed. There is some frustration

"Everyone, work hard, and sooner or later, you will be able to earn a salary of more than 300 yuan."

Yang Ping encouraged everyone.

Others did not refute, but Xie Quancai did.

"Yang Ping, please stop trying to make us happy. See for yourself, who has the ability like you to earn more than 300 yuan a month?"

"hehe!"

Yang Ping smiled awkwardly.

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

At least no one in front of him can 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 level, you can still get a salary of 99 yuan, which is not a lot."

He said with a smile.

After hearing this, everyone's eyes shone and stared at Yang Ping, as if a shark smelled blood and wanted to rush towards Yang Ping.

Even Xie Quancai was no exception, they all had this expression

"Don't be so scary!"

Yang Ping smiled dryly.

"So, do you still want to work hard?" he asked again

"want!"

Everyone responded one after another.

This is something that is accessible. They naturally want to fight for it and get the same salary of 99 yuan as Yi Zhonghai.

A satisfied smile appeared on Yang Ping's face

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

He arranged

"Come on!"

Everyone agreed and went back to their seats to sit around.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to get off work.

Yang Ping walked towards the parking lot as usual.

Gao Yue was already waiting here.

"Gao Yue, we went to Fengze Garden for dinner in the evening. We haven’t been there for a long time."

Yang Ping came over and extended an invitation.

"don't want!"

Gao Yue refused without even thinking about it.

"real? Yang

Ping asked again

"That's right!"

Gao Yue's attitude was firm.

Yang Ping had no choice. He also wanted to have another headache, but unfortunately there was no chance.

He had no choice but to unlock the bicycle and send Gao Yue back. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

This This time, he did not go back directly to the compound, but turned his bicycle around and rode towards Qianmen Street.

He planned to go over to find Lou Xiao'e and eat at her place to save himself from going home to cook.

Soon, he I came to Lou Xiao'e's side.

Lou Xiao'e happened to be eating, and Yang Ping joined him with chopsticks.

"Why are you free to come here today?"[]

Lou Xiao'e couldn't help but ask

"It's a bit easier to get paid today, and since I don't want to go home to cook, I came here to eat."

Yang Ping answered truthfully and did not say any earthy love words.

"You can come here every day and I will wait for you to eat."

Lou Xiao'e's tone was firm and left no room for doubt.

Yang Ping was startled.

If this was the case, he would be restrained and quickly 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 this continues, your life will be 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 exaggeration to show off his concern for Lou Xiao'e.

"That’s okay!"

Lou Xiao'e relented and had to agree to Yang Ping not to wait.

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

Yang Ping started to talk nonsense, how could he be so affectionate?

"Um!"

Lou Xiao'e was so moved.

Seeing this, Yang Ping was about to have a headache and go to rest with Lou Xiao'e.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

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

When I saw that the aunt who took care of Lou Xiaoe was back, I had no choice but to give up.

Lou Xiaoe had already fallen in love with him, and the days were long, and there were many opportunities for headaches.

The aunt brought some peach cakes, it was Yao Fengze She was asked to deliver it. When she saw Yang Ping here, she didn't disturb him too much and went back to the next room. The touching feeling just now had been interrupted. If Yang Ping wanted to continue, he was afraid of being inappropriate, so he simply waited for the next opportunity..

He sat here for a while, chatted for a while, then said goodbye and left.

Yang Ping got on his bicycle, watched Lou Xiaoe close the door, and rode towards the compound.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a gunshot not far away.

He was startled, and he quickly got off the bicycle, leaned against the wall, and used his ears to identify the direction of the gunshot.

At any time, he cultivated his inner strength and speed. It was fast, but he felt that he had no way to dodge the bullet, so he had to be careful.

Soon, he found the direction. It was in the same courtyard as Lou Xiao'e. It was not too far away, and it was about the same distance to find Chen Xueru.

Chen Xueru!

Yang Ping couldn't help but condense when he thought of this name, and he stuck his head out to look over.

Isn't this the yard behind Chen Xueru.

Why are gunshots coming from here?

He gently locked the bicycle, then stepped towards it, Prepare to see what happens.

After all, Lou Xiao'e lives here, let's see if the danger can be eliminated 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 Slowly approach the yard

"Throw away the gun, and I will let you and your companions go, or I will kill your companions!"

A middle-aged man carrying a drawing board pointed a pistol at the male police officer holding his leg on the ground. He stared at the female police officer holding a gun not far away and threatened in a low voice. The male police officer's leg had been hit by a bullet. , his face turned white, a gun was pointed at his head, and he was extremely frightened.

The female police officer pointed the gun at the middle-aged man, with fear and hesitation on her face.

She didn’t know for a moment whether she should shoot or throw the gun to save her companion. She was young and did not have enough experience to face this situation.

"I count to three. If you don’t throw it away, I will shoot. At worst, we both die!"

The middle-aged man whispered

"three!"

"Snapped!"

The female police officer threw away the gun.

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

"hehe!"

Seeing that there was no danger, he smiled proudly and said

"Little girl, you are still too young. If you find out my secret, how can I let you leave alive?"

After saying that, he moved the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at the female police officer, preparing to beat him to death.

"rustle!"

Suddenly, there was a sound outside the door.

"who?"

The middle-aged man did not hesitate. He moved the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at the door of the courtyard.

"Buzz!"

A stone flew quickly and knocked the gun out of his hand.

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

The middle-aged man had a strong psychological quality and was not affected by the sand. He quickly reached out to grab the bag. pistol.

When he was about to take it out, another stone hit his hand holding the gun. It hurt him, and the gun fell to the ground.

He lowered his body to get the gun.

A figure appeared, directly He kicked away the grab, waved his fist at the same time, and punched the middle-aged man in the back of the head.

"Well!"

The middle-aged man couldn't bear it and fainted.

"call!"

Yang Ping breathed a sigh of relief. Facing such a battle for the first time, he was still under great psychological pressure.

He glanced at the female police officer and shouted

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Tie him up quickly!"

"good...good!"

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

Then she looked at Yang Ping and asked

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

"I happened to be shopping on Qianmen Street when I heard gunshots, so I came over to take a look. Yang

Ping responded.

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

He came here just now and when he saw Zhou Xiaobai, he also recognized that the middle-aged man was an enemy agent who seriously endangered the security of Xia State, so he decided to rescue him..

Of course, Lou Xiaoe lives nearby, and Zhou Xiaobai is Gao Yue’s friend, which is also a certain reason. In fact

, whether it is Zhou Xiaobai or not, as long as a police officer encounters such a situation and the murderer is an enemy agent, he will still take action and can contribute to the country. It is also necessary to contribute.

As for the previous conflict with Zhou Xiaobai, he did not keep it in mind.

"Thank you!"

Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help but thank her.

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

"You quickly treat your colleague's wounds, and I'll call the nearby police officers for you."

Yang Ping glanced at the male police officer on the side.

Zhou Xiaobai's expression changed, and he quickly ran over to check the male police officer's wounds. Then he quickly tore off the cloth strips, tied up his thighs, and performed emergency treatment.

Yang Ping did not stop. Walked out of the yard.

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

On the road, he met two police officers patrolling and informed them to help Zhou Xiaobai. Riding a bicycle back to the compound...