"Damn it, this bastard took my money and now he's going to curse me, huh?!" Xu Guang gritted his teeth and slammed the car door shut.
"Hey, you actually believed him? That's their usual trick. First, they pretend to be profound and mysterious, just to lure you into their trap."
"Then when you press him for answers, he'll say he has a solution, and you just have to wait to pay up."
"That's how all con artists are." The engineer chuckled from the passenger seat. He was a staunch atheist and had seen and experienced everything over the years.
He never believed in this nonsense or metaphysics; it's all a scam to rip you off.
"Damn it," Xu Guang cursed under his breath, spat out the window, and drove into the city.
In the car, Wang Bing couldn't help but ask Li Er, "What kind of fate do you have? What are you talking about? You're being so mystical. Are you serious?"
Li Er glanced at him, closed his eyes, leaned back in his seat, and ignored him.
And so, Li Er never spoke again.
Upon arriving in the county town, Li Er got off the vehicle carrying his belongings and looked at the setting sun in the distance.
"We get to eat pig's head meat again today."
Although he said before he left that we could contact him again if we needed anything, he was no longer planning to work for them.
Earning a living on my own is no problem, but if I really get involved, I'm afraid I won't have a good outcome.
He touched his nose, which was starting to bleed, shook his head, and habitually stuffed a tissue into it.
Being an electrician is still an easier job; at least a 220-point electric current won't kill a 250-point electrician.
But fortune-telling can really kill you if you're not careful.
I only glanced at it, and didn't even dare to look closely, and it's already like this. If I had really looked closely, the consequences would probably have been far worse.
"Don't say I'm a man who takes money and doesn't do the job. I've said everything I can say. Believe it or not, it's up to you."
Li Er spoke softly and walked towards the delicatessen.
Chen Feng quickly received the news that the power had been restored.
"Tsk tsk tsk, looks like I'll have work to do tonight." Chen Feng stretched and sent a message on WeChat.
Soon, the team regrouped. Each of them wore a pair of gloves. When it got dark, they smashed open the lock that Xu Guangxian had changed. Zheng Ping instinctively went to smash it, but Chen Feng stopped him.
"What, stealing it today? Actually, I wanted to say this yesterday. It's such a waste to smash such good tools. It would be better to take them home and keep them." Zheng Ping grinned.
"Take what? Isn't it illegal to take it?"
"Come on, take them all and throw them onto the ground over there," Chen Feng said, picking up a stack of safety helmets.
"ah?"
They hadn't expected today's plan to be like this. Although they didn't quite understand, they still listened to Chen Feng and did as he said, each carrying a bunch of tools and following behind him.
After walking for about two miles, Chen Feng found a slightly sunken spot and threw the things on the ground.
"Throw it all here, and while you're at it, find some dry grass or something and throw it on top," Chen Feng said, waving his hand.
The group quickly found a pile of dry grass and placed it on top of the tools.
"Is this... really okay?" Yin Xing asked, somewhat uncertainly.
"Of course, it will definitely take them a long time to find it," Chen Feng said confidently.
"No, I mean, this isn't illegal?" Yin Xing asked, puzzled.
What's the difference between this and smashing it? They're all the same.
"Nonsense, stealing is illegal, but what law does playing pranks break? I was just kidding," Chen Feng said nonchalantly.
"A message came in from over there. The power has been cut off. Spring is coming, let's start cutting." Chen Feng sent a WeChat message.
"Is this considered a prank?" Yin Xing chuckled.
"Of course! We're such good friends, cutting his power line isn't unreasonable, right? He definitely won't be angry." Chen Feng said with an innocent smile, waving his hand dismissively, "That's it for today!"
The next day, when Wang Bing arrived, he saw the gate that had been hacked to pieces and the empty floor inside.
He paused for a moment, then took out his phone: "Brother Xu, if I'm not mistaken, it seems our tools are gone again."
"It got smashed again?!" Xu Guang suddenly sat up and said.
"Uh, I don't know." Wang Bing found it difficult to answer his question.
"If it's smashed, it's smashed; if it's not smashed, it's not smashed. What the hell does that mean?" Xu Guang's good mood from the morning was completely ruined by him.
"Because I didn't see the tool at all. There was some residue yesterday, but I didn't see any residue today."
"This ground is cleaner than my face..." Wang Bing sighed.
"Damn it, you wait, I'm going to call the police. Seven thousand yuan worth of stuff was stolen, I'm going to get him arrested today!"
Xu Guang immediately dialed the phone and informed Xiahou to call the police. Soon, Maozi arrived at the scene.
They first investigated a dozen or so hats, then dispersed to collect evidence, looking for any clues.
The workers who had already arrived stood at the door, staring at each other, and some even took out playing cards and sat down on the ground to play.
"To three..."
"I can't afford it..."
"Why can't they just arrest them?" Wang Bing was furious looking at the idle workers. It was all Chen Feng's doing that caused this situation, and his bonus was all gone!
He turned around angrily and asked about the hat.
"There's no evidence. Are you going to just arrest them?" Hat glanced at him and said.
Wang Bing was speechless after being rebuked, and could only sit sullenly on the ground, watching them play cards to pass the time.
In the afternoon, Hat sent a message.
"Your belongings have been found by the villagers. Go and claim them to see if they are yours."
Wang Bing held a deck of cards in his hand, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and a phone tucked between his shoulder and ear.
"Okay, okay, I understand. I'll go claim it right away."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Bing slammed down two cards.
"Royal Flush! Six dollars per person, pay up!"
"Damn, you're on a winning streak today! How much did you win?" Zhang Lin didn't like playing cards, so he had been watching videos the whole time.
He would only occasionally look up at them.
Seeing Wang Bing's enthusiasm, he couldn't help but ask.
"Hmm, let me calculate. Including the twelve we just won, we still have a total loss of one hundred and seventy." Wang Bing glanced upwards and calculated.
"You've won quite a few." Zhang Lin nodded encouragingly upon hearing this.
"Alright, go collect your tools. Let's go, let's fight again tomorrow!" Wang Bing said, still feeling unsatisfied, leading the workers to the place the hat had mentioned.
As soon as I arrived, I saw the tools piled on the ground. Do I even need to claim them?
Who else could it be but theirs?
When they returned to the mine with their tools, Wang Bing, as expected, had Zhang Lin turn on the power switch to test the machine first.
Zhang Lin turned on the power switch, but the machine did not respond at all.
"Great!" Wang Bing clapped his hands. He knew this would happen.
Classic, truly a classic.
It feels like I'm stuck in an infinite Tsukuyomi.
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