Brother Guang's Ambition

Brother Biao and others were pulled away by the ambulance, but his three cars were actually left in Zhicheng Garden, but they were not blocked at the door, but were brought into the underground garage of the community by Liu Ziguang and locked with a stake lock . If Brother Hui Biao didn't take out one hundred and eighty thousand, these three cars would never be taken back.

When doing these things, the security guards were very active and surrounded Liu Ziguang like soldiers surrounded by a marshal. Captain Bai was jealous and bored. He stood alone at the door and pondered for a while before walking into the property manager's office. .

"It won't work like this. If this continues, what will happen to our community? It's like a hooligan den..." Captain Bai cried to Manager Gao with tears in his eyes.

To put it bluntly, the security guards of the property company are watchdogs, and they are good at guarding against thieves. If they are too strong, they will fight with gangsters in the society all day long, which will definitely affect the reputation of the company and the community . The manager also frowned.

"Well, you call him and I'll talk to him." Manager Gao said after careful consideration.

"Okay!" Captain Bai blithely went out.

Liu Ziguang was sitting in the garden of the community talking to some security guards. The young men surrounded him excitedly with Zhonghua issued by Brother Liu in their mouths. Captain Bai came over and coughed dryly: "Liu Ziguang, Manager Gao has something to do with you. "

Liu Ziguang agreed, took off his cigarette butt and went to straighten his clothes. Several security guards stood up in embarrassment. Captain Bai glanced at them majesticly: "Have they all grown up? Don't you know what your last name is? Fifty push-ups, immediately!"

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In the property office, Liu Ziguang stood calmly in front of Manager Gao's desk, listening patiently to him talking about the glorious history of Zhicheng Property and the construction of spiritual civilization in the community.

Manager Gao detoured for a long time, his mouth was dry, then he picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said unbearably: "Xiao Liu, after discussions with the leaders of our various departments, it is agreed that you are not suitable for the cultural atmosphere of our company. , not suitable for the position of property security guard, but don't worry, although you only worked for two days, we still calculate it according to one month, and pay you the full salary. You are already what I can get for you The biggest benefit, you see..."

After Liu Ziguang heard this, he left without saying a word. Manager Gao was confused, so he opened the door again and came in again, slamming two kitchen knives on the table.

"Manager Gao, you also know the situation of my family. My father was a security guard in our company. He was laid off because he was injured on duty. I was dismissed with silly reasons. My father was afraid that he would have a cerebral hemorrhage all his life. If something happened to his old man, I would not want to live anymore. How about it, manager, here are two kitchen knives, or you will hack me to death. Otherwise, I'll hack you to death, and we'll have nothing to worry about."

It was a lot of nonsense and heresy, but Liu Ziguang said it in a serious manner, which made Manager Gao angry and scared. Just as he was about to speak, the door of the office was pushed open, and Xiao Huang, a customer service employee from the property company, came in.

"Oh my god, the gate of the community is so scary. There are puddles of blood. I heard it was us..." The little girl was halfway through speaking, and then she noticed Liu Ziguang standing in the room and the two kitchen knives on the table. With an exclamation, he slammed the door and ran away.

Cold sweat came down Manager Gao's head, and secretly scolded Captain Bai for being a villain. He just said that Liu Ziguang had a dispute with the owner, but he kept the most important thing aside. Needless to say , the puddles of blood outside were all From his handwriting, who would dare to provoke such a fierce god?

"Ahem, what, I forgot about this, Lao Liu is an excellent employee of our company, special circumstances must be taken care of, how about this, you continue to work, the guards are too tired, and you are assigned to the patrol team, what do you think Sample."

Liu Ziguang nodded: "Okay, thank you, Manager Gao." After speaking, he turned around and left.

Manager Gao wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and suddenly saw two kitchen knives on the table, stood up quickly and shouted: "Xiao Liu, your knife~~"

Liu Ziguang's answer came from the corridor: "I got it from the cafeteria, please send it back for me."

Manager Gao sat back on his chair, wishing he could bang his head against the wall. At this moment, he was full of self-blame and regret.

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In the company's small cafeteria, a group of young security guards were gathering around Liu Ziguang, listening to his arrangements.

The food in everyone's lunch boxes was not touched at all, but the cigarette butts were thrown all over the floor. After such a big incident, who can eat with peace of mind? The security guards of Zhicheng Garden are notoriously cowardly. This is not because the boys are bloodless, but It's because the company's rules are strict, and Captain Bai is a soft bone.

Being insulted and beaten by the owner is commonplace, and no one dares to fight back, because it is stipulated that three complaints will result in layoffs. Usually, if the management is stricter, it will arouse the impatience of the owners, and if the management is looser, they will be complained. Duty, this is still light, sometimes outsiders will break into the community and beat the security guards, with Captain Bai as a worthless person, the security guards can only be beaten.

Now someone suddenly stood up to support everyone and avenge Wang Zhijun. How can everyone love and admire him from the bottom of their hearts?

Liu Ziguang dispatched troops and commanded well: "Xiao Zhang, you take two people to guard the garage and guard the three cars. If there is anything to do, call the walkie-talkie."

"Xiao Li, you take two people to the hospital to accompany Zhijun. If you have 3,000 yuan here, take it first, and if you don't have enough, ask me for it."

"Xiao Wang, you find a tricycle, go to the tool store to buy 30 picks, 10 fire axes, and then go to the hardware and plumbing store to buy 30 meters of water pipes. You need that old-fashioned galvanized steel pipe and let them cut it. One meter and fifty one."

There was a spark of eagerness in the eyes of the boys, and someone asked, "Brother Liu, are you going to fight?"

Liu Ziguang sneered, picked up a cigarette, and someone beside him brought a lighter.

After taking a deep breath, he said, "We don't bully others, and we won't let others bully us. I don't believe it. Dozens of good guys are still afraid of these bastards."

"Brother Liu, we all listen to you. You can do whatever you want!" The boys clenched their fists, full of ambition.

"Okay, let's eat the food first. People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat, you won't have the strength to fight them." Liu Ziguang snuffed out the cigarette butt, picked up the lunch box and started to gobble it up.

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The whole afternoon was safe and sound, and at six o'clock, Bei Xiaoshuai, who was sent by Liu Ziguang to inquire about the news, came back, and happily told Liu Ziguang that Brother Biao's team consisted of only a dozen people, and now they were all lying in the hospital, wanting revenge It is temporarily impossible.

Liu Ziguang said: "Tell him, bring money to redeem the car after leaving the hospital, 100,000 for a car without bargaining, if you dare to show your hair, I'll go to the hospital and pick him up."

Bei Xiaoshuai looked excited: "Brother, you are so awesome, chasing dozens of people and hacking by yourself, and now the Taoism is supernatural, saying that you are living Guan Gong."

Liu Ziguang smiled and didn't speak, but he felt very useful in his heart. "Brother, you can teach me two tricks, is it like in the movie that you need to be ruthless enough to show loyalty." Liu Ziguang said: "It's not enough to rely on ruthlessness alone. If you kill someone, you will stop working. Don't look at it. " Today, I hacked to pieces that were bloody, and I greeted the meaty places like the back and butt, looking scary and not killing anyone, I have a sense of proportion."

Bei Xiaoshuai nodded ignorantly: "Oh, I remember."

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In the evening, there are food stalls in the night market, authentic mutton skewers.

The place was crowded with people and the place was full of enthusiasm. Liu Ziguang had already reserved the place. The meat skewers were opened up. The two sheep on the shelves had been picked to the bone, the stock in the freezer was empty, and the beer was about to run out.

The boss was sweating profusely, holding his mobile phone and yelling: "Hey, quickly send me fifty cases of beer, be quick!"

The twelve or thirteen-year-old guy squatted on the bench with a cigarette in his mouth and said with emotion: "There are so many people, I'm afraid we need two more sheep."

The boss gave him a slap across the head: "Two? At least five! Theirs is like a pack of wolves. Hurry up and cut up the meat, little bastard!"

The boy stuck out his tongue and ran away. After the boss called the mutton supply, he squinted his eyes and looked at the crowds of people on the stall. He seemed to think of something. After a long while, he sighed and reached out for a cigarette, but the cigarette case was empty. of.

Suddenly a cigarette was handed over, the boss was taken aback, seeing that it was Liu Ziguang who was handing the cigarette, he took the cigarette and picked up a piece of fiery red charcoal with iron tongs and lit it.

"Boss, what's your name?" Liu Ziguang asked.

"Li Jianguo, just call me Lao Li." The boss replied indifferently, and continued to fan the fire in the stove with a cardboard.

Liu Ziguang patted his arm: "Old Li, I'm tired." Li Jianguo nodded: " Business is my job."

Liu Ziguang also nodded and went back to drink.

The night of drinking and drinking was very dark. Due to the large number of people, there were not enough out-of- the-box tables and chairs. They borrowed more than a dozen chairs from Malatang next door.

Liu Ziguang sat at a table with several backbones, drank a lot, ate a lot of meat, and talked freely about his life ideals.

"Xiao Bei, do you have any plans?" Liu Ziguang asked.

"Yes!" Bei Xiaoshuai drank too much, his face flushed, and he even pointed fingers when talking about plans: " I want to take over all the nearby elementary and middle schools, and then open a big Internet cafe. I want the kind of upstairs and downstairs, hundreds of people. machine."

Liu Ziguang sneered: "You can make some money by opening an Internet cafe, but the only way to get big is to do real estate. "

A security colleague's eyes widened: "The real estate business is too big, we can't afford it."

Liu Ziguang laughed and said, "I can't afford to play with the big ones, let's play with the small ones first, starting with pulling sand and earthworks, isn't that what Brother Biao is doing."

"It's all business taken over by the underworld. How could we win it?" The colleague's eyes widened.

But Xiao Bei strongly agreed: "Brother, your vision is too poisonous, why didn't I think of it, let's do this business, who the hell dare not accept it, and knock it down with one brick!"

Liu Ziguang patted Xiao Bei's shoulder appreciatively: "Okay, you are courageous." He said and looked at his watch: "I should go to the night shift."

The colleague hurriedly said: "Brother Liu, keep drinking, we will help you if you need anything."

Liu Ziguang waved his hand, and took out a wad of money to Xiao Bei: "That's no good, I promised the old man, I have to do it right away, you guys drink, I'll go first, turn around and Xiao Bei pays the bill."

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Back at the company, changed into uniforms, took flashlights and rubber sticks, and Liu Ziguang and two colleagues started night patrolling.

There are hundreds of buildings in Zhicheng Garden, plus the road garage green belt and many corners that cannot be covered by cameras, the patrol task is not easy. The two colleagues are still immersed in the excitement of the day, chatting while walking, completely unaware To the man coming across.

It was already one o'clock in the middle of the night. This young man was dressed in black, wearing sneakers, and his eyes flickered. When he saw the patrolling security guards, he subconsciously stopped for half a step, and then walked over as if nothing had happened.

Liu Ziguang saw all this little trick, stopped immediately, raised the flashlight to shine on the man's face and shouted: "Stop, what are you doing?"

The man blocked the glare of the flashlight with his hand, and said angrily: "What kind of light is it! I live here! Go downstairs and take a stroll."

"Which building do you live in? Is it the owner of No. 13?" Liu Ziguang moved the flashlight down slightly, and the red handle of the screwdriver in the man's pocket could be seen.

"It's Building 13! What's wrong! Are you not allowed to exercise at night?" The man was still full of anger, plausible.

Liu Ziguang smiled contemptuously: "There is no building number Thirteen at all, come on guys, get it for me!"

The two security guards, who had been eager to try for a long time, rushed forward immediately. Unexpectedly, the boy was very clever, so he ran away, faster than a rabbit.

The kid ran for several hundred meters without looking back, and stopped when he heard the footsteps behind him fading away. When he looked up, he found Liu Ziguang standing in front of him like a ghost.

"Let you run again." Liu Ziguang kicked him all over the place. At this time, two colleagues also arrived panting, and swung rubber sticks like rain: " Kill you thief!"

Five minutes later, the 110 police car drove into Zhicheng Garden with flashing red and blue lights, and the police officers Lao Wang and Xiao Hu got out of the car.

"I'm wronged, I just came in and wandered around for nothing, and they beat me like this." The thief with a bruised nose and a swollen face cried to the two policemen.

Policewoman Xiao Hu cast her fierce eyes on Liu Ziguang: "Why did you hit someone?"

"He's a thief and he's still running away, so why can't he be beaten?" Liu Ziguang wondered.

"Even thieves have human rights, and even thieves are dealt with by the public security organs according to law. It is illegal for you to beat others privately." Xiao Hu said righteously.

"It's a thief, what about his tools and stolen goods?" Old Wang asked suddenly.

Now the security guards were speechless, nothing was found from the boy, and there was no physical evidence to prove that he was a thief.

"Okay, all follow me back to the office." Lao Wang waved his hand impatiently.