"No need to discuss it anymore, let's follow the rules!"
Chen Sisi didn't give Old Zhang a chance to play tricks. She crossed her arms and looked fearless.
"Since Boss Cheng has also taken a liking to your oil mill, how about we compete fairly based on the conditions you've set?"
As she spoke, she raised her arched eyebrows defiantly and stared directly at Cheng Biao.
Cheng Biao had been in the underworld for many years, and this was the first time someone had dared to challenge him without fear.
Moreover, the other party was a gentle and delicate woman.
He was immediately enraged, his competitive spirit about to ignite.
"Fine, do you think I'm afraid of losing to a woman like you?"
"That's not necessarily true..." Chen Sisi said, "Just now, I passed the old man's first test, and now I'm going to the second test. If you want to compete with me, you'll have to work harder."
As she spoke, she smiled and gestured to Old Zhang to "please".
Then he called to Dong Xiaojiang and pushed the cart to the oil pressing workshop at the back.
As soon as she entered, she smelled a strong odor of oil, and the tools inside were covered with a thick layer of grease.
The pendulum used for pressing oil was placed on the ground, on a large, square stone, with a broken rope hanging from it that seemed to be useless; it looked quite heavy.
He stood still for a few moments, looking around, trying to figure out which side would be easier to approach.
At this moment, Cheng Biao also squeezed in with his men. Seeing the giant swing, he said to Old Zhang, "Old Zhang, if I lift this stone, will you transfer the oil mill to me?"
Old Zhang paused, neither agreeing nor refusing, but took a deep drag on his water pipe: "Let's move it first! Let's make it clear that no one else can help us move it."
Cheng Biao spat twice into his palm, impatiently bumped into Chen Sisi's shoulder, and walked a few steps to the pendulum.
"Little girl, watch carefully..."
He shouted triumphantly, took a wide stance, mustered all his strength, and gripped the large rock tightly with both hands like two big pincers.
"One, two, three... Go!"
He roared, with a force that seemed to uproot mountains and rivers.
Because he used too much force, the veins on his face bulged out one by one, like old tree roots.
Seeing the stone in his hand move slightly, Chen Sisi unconsciously clenched his fist and stared intently ahead.
Dong Xiaojiang stood to the side, muttering like an old Taoist priest performing a ritual: "Can't get up, can't get up... I'll crush you, you bastard..."
Just when everyone thought Cheng Biao was about to succeed, a series of crisp bone-crackling sounds rang out.
Cheng Biao fell to the ground with a thud, his back aching.
"Ouch, it hurts so much... someone please help me up."
His two underlings hurriedly helped him up. He was in so much pain that his face turned blue and his lips turned purple. He had lost all face.
Dong Xiaojiang laughed heartily: "Uncle, you're almost fifty, with your old arms and legs, why are you trying to be strong? Aren't you ashamed..."
"You..." Cheng Biao cried out in pain, too weak to even curse, and his whole body was covered in cold sweat.
“If you’ve got the guts, go and move it…” Cheng Biao roared.
"Go ahead, watch carefully!" Dong Xiaojiang was about to step forward when Shen Sisi stopped him.
She turned to Old Zhang and said, "You only said that I couldn't let anyone help me move it, you didn't say that I couldn't use tools, right?"
Old Zhang nodded slowly and deliberately: "That makes sense."
Chen Sisi said "okay" softly, then pushed the cart forward a few steps to the largest gap between the stone and the ground.
Then, she aligned the metal plate on the front of the car with the crack in the stone, pushed it in with her foot, and inserted it.
After confirming that the iron plate was mostly inserted into the stone, Chen Sisi took a deep breath and gripped the handlebars tightly with both hands.
Seeing this, Cheng Biao ignored his pain and sneered, "Oh, so you can pull off this kind of trick? Even I hurt my back, so you can forget about it..."
"This rickety wooden cart, be careful it doesn't fall apart..."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a creaking sound of wood being pressed together came from inside the room.
Chen Sisi jumped up with all her might, then used gravity to sink down, and the stone actually lifted up!
This scene unfolded right before everyone's eyes, leaving them all stunned, as if they had seen a ghost.
After a moment of contemplation, she mustered all her strength and jumped again.
This time, she gave it her all, using every ounce of her strength.
The wooden cart had reached its limit, with the handlebars slightly bent.
If the wooden cart can't withstand that much force, it will fall apart the moment she falls, and then Shen Sisi will definitely fall hard and look terrible.
Although no one was optimistic, she was not worried at all. She believed in Gu Chengfeng's skills and believed that the car would definitely hold up!
Sure enough, the moment she landed, the car creaked several times, and the entire frame was severely deformed from the pressure.
Everyone was secretly sweating for Shen Sisi. Just as she landed successfully, almost at the same time, the pendulum fell into the car's belly.
God!
Everyone on the scene was dumbfounded, especially Cheng Biao, whose eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Chen Sisi was exhausted; her palms were red from pressing down, her heart was pounding wildly, and she was drenched in sweat.
"See? I did it!"
Old Zhang never expected that this little girl could lift the pendulum with a small wooden cart; it was quite an eye-opener for him.
He glanced at the car and instantly discerned its secrets.
It turns out that the lever principle was used.
This little girl isn't strong enough, so she's making up for it with her brains.
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