Almost while Tang Guoming mobilized before the battle in the dormitory area, the black young men who were guarding the construction site were facing it as if they had received some instigation, and the shouting became louder and louder. Some black young men even grabbed some stones and threw them hard at the workers who lined up to guard the construction site.

Although all the workers had already put on safety helmets on their heads, many of the workers were dizzy when the whistling stones were still hit. Several workers could not dodge and were even hit by the stones on their shoulders, screaming in pain. The lines that were originally arranged tightly were suddenly scattered.

Seeing the scattered lineup of workers guarding the construction site, the black young men gathered around the construction site became more and more excited. Not only did they shout and scold them louder, but some even began to force the Chinese workers in the lineup and waved the sticks in their hands to attack.

He waved two pickaxes left and right to block the sticks that were attacking him and his companions. Luo Badao's eyes roared in flames: "Wei Yue, what kind of regulations are there tonight? It's you who are calling you, and it's you who tell us not to do it. Do you have eggs or no eggs? If you are afraid of taking responsibility, then I will make the decision tonight!"

He pushed away a steel pipe that stabbed in front of him, and Wei Yue also roared and agreed, "It's not time yet! Luo Badao, don't do anything randomly! He will definitely fight tonight, and he has to fight tonight!"

Waving his pickaxe again, he knocked away a stone that was attacking in the air. Luo Badao shouted loudly: "How long will it take to wait?!"

Before Wei Yue could answer, a worker holding a walkie-talkie rushed to Wei Yue who was blocking the front line: "Old Wei, do it! News comes from the dormitory, let's do it and follow the agreed method!"

With a angrily laugh, Wei Yue shouted loudly: "Everyone retreats slowly! Let them enter the construction site!"

As soon as Wei Yue heard the thunderous roar, they were lined up in a row, blocking the young black workers and immediately retreated to the construction site behind them. Some particularly strong workers waved the pickaxe handles in their hands, trying to stop the black young men who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity and rush into the construction site. However, in just a few minutes, the workers who were responsible for the cover task had been cut and surrounded by the black young men who were swarming in. On their side, more black young men holding steel pipes or wooden sticks had already rushed into the construction site with a strange cry, and rushed straight to the construction machinery parked neatly in the construction site.

Waving the pickaxe handle in his hand, Luo Badao bluffed and looked panicked like a fight of trapped beasts, but he secretly observed the distance between the black young men who rushed into the construction site and the construction machinery. When some black young men who rushed to the front were only twenty or thirty meters away from the construction machinery, Luo Badao waved the pickaxe handle in his hand and knocked the black young men around him to the ground in a few seconds, and shouted sternly: "Old Wei!"

As soon as the roar started, Wei Yue slid suddenly, and his right hand swung a punch like lightning, simply knocking down a black young man who had not had time to dodge to the ground. Before the other black young men surrounding Wei Yue came to their senses, Wei Yue had already stepped on a flexibly jumping step, waving his fists left and right, knocking down all the black young men who surrounded him to the ground in just a few seconds!

Without any breath, Wei Yue took a big step, rushed towards a besieged worker closest to him, and shouted loudly: "Do it!"

Accompanied by Wei Yue's thunderous roar, the dozen construction machinery that had been parked neatly suddenly rang out the roar of the engine, and the sharp headlights flashed at the same time, making the black men who rushed into the construction site unable to open their eyes at all. At the same time, all the workers who were originally showing signs of fleeing in a hurry also returned. Several of the workers, who were obviously stronger than their companions, even shouted: "The plasterer approached me!"

"Reinforcement worker! Reinforcement worker comes to me!"

"Follow me from the maintenance department!"

Amid the roar, all the workers gathered to the roaring companions according to their respective types of work. Some of them, who obviously had military life experience, held the pickaxe handle in their hands slightly unfamiliarly, and set off a standard riot-relieving formation next to their companions who shouted.

The roaring construction machinery almost ran towards the black youths who rushed into the construction site while the workers were lined up, and effortlessly separated the black youths who rushed into the construction site.

Without any hesitation, the workers who had finished lined up waved the pickaxe in their hands and rushed towards the separated black youth. It was like a hot sharp knife stabbing butter, and easily knocked the black youth who was blocking the riot formation to the ground.

The sound of the collision between the pickaxe handle and the steel water pipe, the blunt sound of the pickaxe handle hitting the human body, and the unstoppable screams of the black young men gathered into a killing sonata filled with blood in just one or two minutes. Relying on the rigorous training that he had received, each group of forward assault personnel in the storm formation regained the feeling of the past in just a few dozen seconds.

Every time there were some black youths gathered to recognise the map and counterattack. Several strong assault personnel immediately rushed forward regardless of the situation and waved pickaxes to spread the black youths who gathered the map. Some of the black youths at the forefront of the riot formation were naturally wrapped in the riot formation that was constantly moving forward steadily. Before the black youths could make any counterattack, the workers in the middle of the riot formation had already waved the pickaxes in their hands from different directions, and slashed and hit the surrounded black youths.

Facing the pickaxe handle that was coming like a storm, even the black young man who had a certain physical advantage could not resist such a fierce attack. After a few short screams, one or two black young man who had lie on the ground, twitched, or struggled to lose his combat ability...

Seeing that the Chinese workers who had always maintained restraint on weekdays suddenly counterattacked, and their counterattacking was extremely fierce, the black young men who rushed into the construction site were in a mess. Some black young men who rushed a little slowed down involuntarily retreated out of the construction site. But before the black young men took a few steps back, a series of fierce shouts suddenly came from the darkness...
Chapter completed!