Chapter 122 Catching a Thief

"Uncle Deng, you are quite comfortable. You just need to guard the warehouse every day and don't have to do anything. Unlike us who do hard labor, picking and carrying fruits every day, we are exhausted." The man said as he poured wine for old man Deng.

"Don't pour me wine. I still have to guard the warehouse at night and I don't want to get drunk." Old man Deng blocked the cup in front of him with his hand.

"Hey, Uncle Deng, just drink a little, it's okay. If you are really drunk and can't get out of here, I can help you." The man poured the wine into old man Deng's glass forcefully.

"Second brother, okay, okay, okay, it's too much." Old man Deng looked at the wine in front of him that was about to overflow, with a worried look on his face.

"Uncle Deng, drink up. It's okay. We won't go home until we're drunk today." Er Tiezi picked up his wine glass and clinked it against old man Deng's glass.

Old man Deng had no choice but to finish it all in one breath and told Er Tiezi to leave quickly.

But what old man Deng didn't expect was that he, who usually could drink a lot of wine, actually drank one glass today and started to see stars, and then he fell on the table and lost consciousness.

"Uncle Deng, Uncle Deng." Er Tiezi pushed old man Deng, but when he found no response, he tiptoed to open the back door of the factory and meowed twice.

The person at the back door heard the cat's meow and responded immediately.

Er Tiezi was delighted and quickly opened the back door, and Zhang Wei and Huzi walked in quietly.

"Second brother, have you dealt with Old Man Deng's dog?" Hu Zi whispered.

"Done. I've finished that pack. I should be able to sleep until tomorrow afternoon." Er Tiezi replied.

"Okay, let's hurry up and move the canned fruit to the oxcart." Zhang Wei glanced at Old Man Deng and nodded.

"놆!" The two replied in unison.

Then, Er Tiezi took a bunch of keys from Old Man Deng and prepared to open the warehouse door, but found that the key was not right. However, Er Tiezi did not care, thinking that he had taken the wrong key, and tried another one, but it was wrong again. He tried all the keys and none of them were right.

"What's going on?" Zhang Wei looked at Er Tiezi with a frown.

"Wei Ge, I don't know what's going on. Why won't the door open?" Er Tiezi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looking a little panicked.

"Aren't you most familiar with Old Man Deng? Don't you know which key Old Man Deng uses to open the door?" Hu Zi looked at Er Tiezi suspiciously.

"Old man Deng usually uses this key, but now I don't know why it won't open?"

After saying that, Er Tiezi pointed at the key with a rather peculiar shape, also with a confused look on his face.

"Are you sure you have this key?" Zhang Wei glanced at Er Tiezi, as if trying to find something unusual on his face.

"Brother Wei, I'm sure it's this one, I swear!" Seeing that Zhang Wei suspected him, Er Tiezi immediately swore to prove his innocence.

Zhang Wei saw that Er Tiezi's attitude was sincere and didn't seem fake, so where was the problem?

Suddenly, Zhang Wei saw that the fingers of old man Deng, who was lying on the table, moved slightly, and he thought to himself: Not good!

"Hurry up and leave! We've fallen into a trap!"

Ertiezi and Huzi's faces changed when they heard that, and they all ran towards the back. However, when they were still a few steps away, a few people appeared in front of them.

The leader among them was Huo Linyuan.

"Oh, you three are quite confident. You didn't even wear a mask when you stole things. Are you afraid that we don't recognize you? Ertiezi, Huzi, Zhang Wei." Lin Pao put a stick on his shoulder, his tone full of sarcasm.

"It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Director Huo, Brother Pao, Huzi, Zhang Wei and others were just passing by and came into the factory to use the toilet." Er Tiezi looked nervous and hurriedly explained.

"Using the warehouse key to the toilet?" Huo Linyuan narrowed his sharp eyes and sneered.

Er Tiezi then realized that he was still holding the warehouse key tightly in his hand. He was immediately startled and looked very flustered. He wanted to explain but didn't know where to start. "That...that..."

At this time, Old Man Deng limped over and said respectfully to Huo Linyuan: "Director Huo, they want to steal the canned fruit in the warehouse."

"Old man Deng, why aren't you drunk?" Er Tiezi exclaimed in surprise.

"Why should I get drunk?" Old man Deng looked at Er Tiezi with amusement.

"But... didn't you finish drinking it?" Er Tiezi didn't understand, he clearly saw that Old Man Deng finished drinking it.

"That was just a trick to deceive you. I didn't drink it at all. I poured it all into my sleeves." Old man Deng was wearing dark clothes today, so he actually poured all the wine into his sleeves, and it was dark, making it even harder to see.

Er Tiezi realized what was going on when he saw that one of Old Man Deng's sleeves was wet.

Zhang Wei saw that he couldn't argue with the matter, so he said to his second friend Hu Zi: "Don't be afraid, they are just one person, what are we afraid of? If we win, we can sell the canned fruits and go to Hong Kong to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks after we get the money!"

Among these people, Huo Linyuan is the most burly one, while the others are either pretty boys or as thin as bamboo poles. If Huo Linyuan is defeated, the rest will not be a problem!

When Er Tiezi heard Zhang Wei's words, he immediately became alert.

They have all heard about Hong Kong from others. Hong Kong is well developed, with bright lights and wine, and open-mindedness, so there are a lot of prostitutes there.

Thinking of this, the two were no longer panicked and afraid, and their expressions were fierce and ruthless!

If they want money, they are willing to do it even if it means becoming desperate criminals!

Holding the ideal of trying once, you will become rich.

The three men drew machetes from their waists.

Since the three of them came to steal things, of course they also brought weapons.

Seeing this, Shu Zhibai rolled up his sleeves gracefully and stretched his muscles: "Huo Linyuan, your hospitality is as impolite as ever. After this, you must treat me to a meal. I don't want to eat corn paste and sweet potatoes."

"Noisy." Huo Linyuan glanced at Shu Zhibai.

Seeing that Huo Linyuan didn't take them seriously at all, Zhang Wei's eyes flashed with anger, and he picked up the knife and slashed at Huo Linyuan.

Huo Linyuan dodged sideways, stretched out his strong bronze arm, grabbed Zhang Wei's wrist and broke it hard.

놙There was a "crack" and the sound of bones breaking.

Zhang Wei immediately let out a shrill scream like a pig being slaughtered, and the knife fell to the ground with a crisp "clang" sound.

Huo Linyuan took out the hemp rope he had prepared in advance, tied up Zhang Wei, and then looked in the direction of Shu Zhibai.

Shu Zhibai's best friend is as strong as an ox. Shu Zhibai is like a little chicken in front of him.

Shu Zhibai was a little nervous. He stared at the other person very vigilantly, his arm muscles tensed, tightly gripping the wooden stick.

Seeing that Shu Zhibai was a weakling, Er Tiezi sneered and walked up to Shu Zhibai with a mocking look on his face. He started to attack him.

Shu Zhibai was forced to retreat again and again.

Huo Linyuan frowned. So many years had passed, but Shu Zhibai still hadn't made any progress.

Huo Linyuan wanted to help, but with Huo Linyuan's joining, the two friends soon fell into the trap.

After a while, Ertiezi and Huzi were both tied up.

Except for Shu Zhibai who looked a little disheveled, everyone else's clothes weren't even wrinkled.

Shu Zhibai was a little out of breath. He had been taught to be modest and polite since he was a child, and to behave like a young master from an aristocratic family. How could he be like these people who rolled up their sleeves?

"Brother Shu, are you okay? Have you ever had a fight before?" Lin Pao just discovered that when Shu Zhibai was fighting with Er Tiezi, he had no rules and swung the wooden sticks around. If Huo Linyuan hadn't helped him, there would probably be blood.