Even Yang Ming, who was watching all this from the side, couldn't help but laugh. He looked at the young man in front of him and asked, "You mean, you are very powerful?"
"Of course!" The young man replied proudly, "For example, I can beat three or four of you by myself!"
When this was said, both Bao Sanli and Hou Zhenhan widened their eyes. No way? This guy really doesn't need to pay taxes for bragging. He dares to say anything! He can beat three or four of Yang Ming? Hou Zhenhan didn't dare to say that he could beat Yang Ming with three or four of him, let alone one against three or four!
"Hehe, is that so?" Yang Ming looked at the young man in front of him. His heart moved and he asked, "What were you originally doing?"
"We all graduated from martial arts schools. We were thinking of killing the rich to help the poor. We didn't expect it to be so difficult to find a job!" When the young man said this, his face suddenly had some bitterness.
"Killing the rich to help the poor?" Yang Ming said with a smile, "You want to apply for a security guard, so first of all, there is a problem with your thinking. What is killing the rich to help the poor? This is not the old society! Those who hire bodyguards are all rich people. If you kill them and rob them, who will dare to hire you in the future? "
"Ugh …" The young man was immediately embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, "I just said it casually … It means that our skills aren't weak, but we can't find a suitable job … To tell you the truth, we have more than thirty people. We are all waiting for a meal …"
"More than thirty people?" Yang Ming took a deep breath. "How come there are so many of you?"
"There are more than a hundred of us who graduated from the martial arts school this year. None of us were assigned jobs. We are all from the same hometown in the northeast, so we came back together. Except for a few who found jobs as guards in government agencies and institutions, we are all unemployed at home …" The young man explained.
"Let me see your letters of recommendation and graduation certificates." Yang Ming hesitated and said.
"You … Can you keep your words? Can you represent this company … "The young man asked carefully.
"Brother Yang asked you to take it out. Hurry up and take it out. Don't miss the opportunity!" Hou Zhenhan glanced at the young man and said.
"Okay, okay!" When the young man saw that the manager of the company had said so, it seemed that there was a way. He quickly reached out and opened the briefcase of a person behind him. He took out a large stack of certificates and handed them to Yang Ming.
Yang Ming flipped through it casually. These people were indeed graduates of the same martial arts school, and they also had employment recommendations issued by the subdistrict office. There shouldn't be any problems with his identity.
"You said your skills are not bad?" Yang Ming returned the materials to the young man and asked.
"That's right, I already said, I'm very strong!" The young man patted his chest and said.
"Well, you compete with him. Let me see your Kung Fu!" Yang Ming pointed at Hou Zhenhan and said.
"Ah?" The young man was stunned and opened his mouth wide. "This … is not very good. He is the manager of the company. If I hurt him, can he still arrange a job for me …"
"Here, I have the final say." Yang Ming said faintly, "I let you compete. You show me your real skills. Otherwise, leave immediately! The opportunity is in front of you. Whether you can seize it or not, it depends on your own performance! "
"Well, for the brothers, I will go all out!" The young man clenched his teeth and said, "But I have a request. Even if I hurt him, if you want to retaliate against me, you can leave me. But for my brothers, you … you have to at least solve the job problems of three … no, five people!"
"Okay, I promise you!" Yang Ming smiled. This guy isn't as honest as he looks. He is still a bit scheming. Not bad. If he really has the ability, he will become a good sword by my side after some training.
"Come on!" The young man walked to the center of the company hall and said to Hou Zhenhan.
Hou Zhenhan didn't move. He turned to look at Yang Ming.
Yang Ming said with some helplessness, "I say, you can't stand at the door of our company if you want to compete. Let's go. Take him to a training room!"
After listening to Yang Ming's words, Hou Zhenhan and Bao Sanli took the young man, a total of five people, to find an empty training room. After closing the door, Yang Ming nodded to Hou Zhenhan and said, "You go. Don't be merciful."
"Okay." Hou Zhenhan turned and greeted the young man.
Although the young man said that he hurt Hou Zhenhan, he had already been merciful. After all, he was asking others to find a job for them to make a living. If he really hurt Hou Zhenhan, it wouldn't be good for anyone.
However, when Hou Zhenhan made a move, the young man's brows immediately frowned, and his expression became much more serious. He had already felt the pressure. Hou Zhenhan wasn't simple!
The young man originally thought that the company's boss wouldn't know any Kung Fu. He didn't expect that Hou Zhenhan not only knew Kung Fu, but also wasn't weak! The young man had to take it seriously. Originally, he intended to be perfunctory, but now it became a real competition.
Hou Zhenhan was instructed by Yang Ming. He was merciless and fierce, which made the young man, who was unprepared, somewhat unprepared. However, gradually, the young man could actually counter Hou Zhenhan's attacks!
"Hey?" Yang Ming was stunned. He knew what kind of skills Hou Zhenhan had. Although he wasn't as good as himself, he was also one of the best among normal people! This young man could actually resist Hou Zhenhan's fierce attack!
Moreover, what made Yang Ming more and more surprised was that this young man could not only defend, but after gradually understanding Hou Zhenhan's moves, he also began to tentatively attack!
Good! Yang Ming cheered in his heart, but there was no expression on his face. However, Yang Ming's heart was quickly calculating some things.
Since Hou Zhenhan and Bao Sanli were attacked by assassins, Yang Ming felt that he was somewhat powerless. Although his skills could be said to be very bad * ss, it was only him alone!
For many things, Yang Ming couldn't do everything respectfully. For example, Guo Jinbiao's matter. Yang Ming was so busy recently that he didn't have the mind to go to Jidun City to find trouble with Guo Jinbiao.
But if he had people under him, this kind of small matter could be handed over to them. Of course, the so-called people under him didn't refer to Hou Zhenhan and Bao Sanli. They were his own forces on the surface, and the direction of development was also based on their career.
What Yang Ming was thinking was, Can I have more talents similar to assassins under my command? Even if they weren't as good as me, at least they can be independent after my training.
This was the so-called dark forces. Many things that were inconvenient for Hou Zhenhan and the others to do could be handed over to the dark forces. Therefore, when Yang Ming saw the young man and the others, he immediately had the idea of recruiting them for his own use.
However, whether these people could be of great use still needed to be examined, so Yang Ming proposed to let the young man compete with Hou Zhenhan.
But now it seemed that this person's skills were not bad. It was not bad to be able to tie with Hou Zhenhan.
Previously, Yang Ming didn't think about recruiting some veterans to form his own dark forces, but then Yang Ming dispelled this idea. The people who came out of the army were more upright. If they were asked to do something like murder and robbery, many people might disagree. Even if they reluctantly did it for the sake of living, they wouldn't feel comfortable in their hearts!
But these people in front of him were different. They graduated from martial arts schools. Their thoughts were not so deeply rooted in the distinction between good and evil. It was easier for Yang Ming to subdue their hearts.
The reason why they learned martial arts, most people's purpose may be the same as what the young man just said, to be strong and help the weak, to kill the rich and help the poor. Therefore, this group of people who worshipped the heroes of the jungle were easier to be assimilated by Yang Ming's thoughts.
Because most of the things that Yang Ming asked them to do were to take advantage of the situation, which was similar to the heroes of the jungle in the past. This was also the reason why Yang Ming was so concerned about these people.
"Okay, stop!" Yang Ming saw that the young man was getting braver and nodded with satisfaction. "What's your name?"
"My name is Li Qiang. Li from Li Shimin, Qiang from Qiang. They all call me Pluto!" The young man stopped and said to Yang Ming.
"Pluto? What do you mean? "Yang Ming was stunned and somewhat inexplicable.
"Hehe … I look a bit like Pluto in" Popeye, "so my classmates call me Pluto." Li Qiang smiled embarrassedly.
"Hehe, it turned out to be like this." Yang Ming watched a few episodes of "Popeye" when he accompanied Lin Zhiyun to watch cartoons in Donghai, so when Li Qiang explained, he remembered.
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