Before participating in the training, these 30 people were street thugs. They had no organizational discipline, and they didn't know anything about tactical cooperation. They just had a bit of brute force and ruthlessness. But after this period of special training, these 30 people became first-class security guards. Their bodies were stronger than before, their reactions were more agile, and their actions were uniform. Their spirit and willpower were also improved. If they continued to train, they could even be comparable to retired special forces soldiers in the future.
At this time, these 30 people were wearing the custom-made security uniform of Yuanping Security Company. This uniform was designed with reference to the special police uniform of a certain country, so it looked very powerful. In Luo Bin's plan, this was specifically mentioned — packaging!
Nowadays, any company and any product needed packaging. The security company's products were security guards, so these security guards also needed packaging. There was a classic sentence in the Hong Kong movie "East Evil, West Poison": The price difference between a swordsman with shoes and a swordsman without shoes is very big. This was the simplest packaging. Neat clothes and a mighty aura could give the employer more confidence.
"Damn it! This group of fellows looked really mighty! No, I also want to get a set to wear! "
Seeing that these brothers had changed from gangsters to mighty security guards, even Han Sanqiang felt it was incredible. The company's uniform design was really good, which made Han Sanqiang and Man Niu envious.
"Is there one for me?" Zhao Kan also asked.
"You are in management, so this is enough." Qin Lang said with a smile, "Not to mention that you are so fat, how can it be stuffed in? Qiang, get ready, let's go and flip Zhang Xiangliang's nest!"
"Brother Qin, we are ready. What kind of 'equipment' will we use tonight? Will we bring a knife? "Man Niu asked in a low voice.
"Why would you bring a knife? Didn't the instructor teach you to use a stick? And electric batons? "Qin Lang asked.
"Yes." Man Niu nodded. In fact, he just missed the "anesthetic" given by Qin Lang. After rubbing it on the wound of the knife, he just needed to make a slight cut, and the opponent would soon lose the ability to move.
"That's it. Don't bring any knives. Just bring anti-riot batons, electric batons, and the like!" Qin Lang said confidently, "Even if we don't use knives, we can easily flatten Zhang Xiangliang and his gang!"
"Okay!" Barbarian Bull replied, then led his people to choose equipment.
At this time, Qin Lang smiled at an instructor and said, "Instructor Xu, shall we go together?"
Instructor Xu, whose name was Xu Zhengwei, was the best among the group of instructors. He was Ma Zhenyong's comrade-in-arms, but due to his lack of education, he was discharged from the army and transferred to civilian work, while Ma Zhenyong was promoted.
"Mr Qin, didn't we agree before?" Xu Zhengwei said with some embarrassment.
"Please don't misunderstand, Instructor Xu." Qin Lang said with a smile, "I just want you to take a look at the performance of these students and examine the results of your labor these past few days. Also, see if there are any shortcomings in them. Don't worry, I guarantee that you won't have to do it yourself! "
"Okay, if that's the case, I'll go take a look." In fact, Xu Zhengwei also had a violent streak in him. Even if he couldn't do it himself, he still wanted to see the "big battle" tonight, and at the same time, see the results of these days of teaching.
This group of people was indeed well-trained. It only took them fifteen minutes to finish all the preparations, then they got into the company's four new nine-seater Golden Cup Sea Lion vans.
Then, the vans drove directly to the west of the city, Three Yuan Street.
Three Yuan Street in Summer Yang City was considered one of the few places with good Feng Shui in Summer Yang City. In the eyes of the people in Summer Yang City, this place was even more profitable than the area around the train station. This was because it was the largest wholesale market in Summer Yang City, Three Yuan Wholesale Market. Here, from small items like lighters to large items like furniture and household appliances, everything could be wholesale.
Where there was profit, there would naturally be "oil rats". Zhang Xiangliang was the local tyrant of Three Yuan Street. Needless to say, this guy's name was really "famous." There was no one in Three Yuan Big Market who didn't know Zhang Xiangliang's name. There was even a rumor that many of the stalls and shops in this market actually belonged to Zhang Xiangliang.
Five vans drove into the wholesale market, but they attracted too much attention. Since it was a wholesale market, it was naturally bustling with traffic and people coming and going. Even at night, it was still very lively. However, when Qin Lang and Han Sanqiang walked out of the vans, the situation changed.
Han Sanqiang was a popular figure in the Summer Yang City, so naturally, many people recognized him. Most importantly, Zhang Xiangliang's underlings definitely recognized him. This was Zhang Xiangliang's territory, and Han Sanqiang suddenly brought people to cross the border. This meant that this matter was not simple.
Sure enough, when Han Sanqiang and Qin Lang just got out of the car, a few people who looked like gangsters surrounded them. The leader of the group had a black mole the size of a soybean on his left cheek. He smiled apologetically at Han Sanqiang and said, "Brother Qiang, what brings you here?"
"Black Pig, don't talk nonsense! Ask Zhang Xiangliang to come out! "Han Sanqiang snorted coldly." You have no right to talk to me! "
"Brother Qiang, Brother Liang is not here right now." The guy called "Black Pig" was obviously playing along. In fact, "Black Pig" was called Zhu Erhei. Because of the black mole on his face, he got the nickname "Black Pig."
Han Sanqiang suddenly stepped forward and kicked Zhu Erhei to the ground. Then, he said coldly, "Motherf * cker, why aren't you calling Zhang Xiangliang over!"
Although Zhu Erhei was full of anger, he didn't dare to directly challenge Han Sanqiang. He immediately called Zhang Xiangliang.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Xiangliang rushed over with his people. Some of the merchants who were moving goods saw that the situation was not right, so they quickly closed their doors or hid in their houses and locked the iron doors.
After all, this was Zhang Xiangliang's territory. So, in ten minutes, seventy to eighty people gathered, and there were still people coming.
Qin Lang looked at Zhang Xiangliang, this guy was a middle-aged man in his thirties, he was very fat, his head was bald, and he was also wearing a suit, his attire was actually somewhat similar to Zhao Kan, the difference was that Zhang Xiangliang was wearing a silver-gray suit, leather shoes, and a pair of sunglasses. There were actually six gold rings on his ten fingers, making him look like a ferocious nouveau riche.
"Brother Qiang, what are you doing?" Zhang Xiangliang asked in a neither servile nor overbearing manner. Although he knew that Han Sanqiang's strength couldn't be underestimated, this was his territory after all. He had the advantage in numbers, so there was no need to be afraid.
"Of course I have something to talk to you about. Zhang Xiangliang, remember this. You can't go to the four shops at the east entrance of this wholesale market to collect 'management fees'. Also, spit out the money you took before! "
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