Douwu, Wuwu—

Under the blue sky, the sea surface was undulating. As the sound of whistles from far to near gradually stopped, the Neptune ship docked, and the sailors on the deck immediately became busy, broke down, tied cables, and mixed conversations, laughter and shouting came into the port.

"Is this Goodtown? The air is so fucking good, there is no fishy smell."

Looking at the busy harbor ahead, the town vaguely visible in the distance, the two sailors leaning against the deck railings raised their heads and took a deep breath, sailing in the dangerous sea for many years, the moments of shore always make people both quiet and exciting.

Listening to his friends' interesting words, the long-haired sailor took off the hat embroidered with the totem of the giant whale leaping on the ocean, nodded and smiled: "Yes, I've been here several times a year. In a poor place, few people are willing to go out to sea to fish, and a group of rural buzz farming have no culture. However, the scenery is good, the most important tavern is enough, the wine is cheap enough, and the women are tender enough..." The short-haired sailor's eyes lit up and his interest is even stronger: "That really has to taste it."

"What are you talking about?", "Hahaha!"

In autumn, the mornings at the port of Gude Town are always full of enthusiasm. As one of the main trading ports in the Dongrao Juyan area, a large number of trading ships come here every day, and a large number of trading ships leave.

The coming and going of these trade ships brought prosperity to Good Town and a large amount of cargo loading, unloading and handling work.

"Hurry up, there is still a ship of cargo today, move it quickly!", "Damn old thing... I'll stop working sooner or later! Go back to plow the fields and see who you yell at.", "Come and help me with your shoulders!"...

In the Qingfeng warehouse, hemp buns filled with rice and grain were piled up like mountains, workers were constantly carrying them, the boss's manager's driving and shouting were everywhere, and workers muttered and cursed.

"Huhuhu...huhu..." A black-haired boy with bronze skin stood in front of the pile of macao, gasping for breath, but there was no trace of laziness on his face. He stared at the pile of yellow-brown macao in front of him, and silently thought in his heart, soon, it was enough!

When the boy thought of his dreams coming true for many years, his heart felt warm and his devouring fatigue was wiped out. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the warehouse manager Jino not far away, shouting: "Master Jino, I will move three guarantees this time!"

"Three packs?" Old Man Jino looked surprised, which made the wrinkles on his forehead deeper. The old man looked at the sweaty boy, feeling relieved, and felt bitter for him again. The boy was called Xin Lie, almost Jino watched him grow up. The seventeen-year-old Xin Lie has been working here for five years, and has gone from an ignorant child to this tall and handsome green boy today.

In the past few years, the weather was abnormal and farmers lost their harvest year by year. In order to make a living, Xin Lie's parents had to leave their hometown and boarded a large ship to work in the distant Feishan Island of Chengzhou. This was in exchange for no news from now on. No one would care about the lives of a ship of civilians, except for all kinds of rumors: the ship encountered a storm on the sea, the ship sank, and everyone died; the ship was not from Chengzhou at all, and the villagers were deceived...

Five years after his parents left, his grandfather, who was dependent on Xin Lie for his life, became ill after overwork and died after he could not afford to get sick. That year, Xin Lie was only twelve years old.

In another five years, Jino took good care of Xin Lie. On the one hand, he and Xin Lie grandpa were old acquaintances; on the other hand, he liked Xin Lie very much. A child who lost his close relatives since childhood and did not beg for others, and lived on his own hands!

What made the old man even happier was that Xin Lie did not give up his dreams and made progress because of the difficulties in life.

Keno knew that he had been working hard to make money in order to save enough money to apply for the Jiyan City Warrior Academy. Although some people had said "I want to become a warrior" before and had worked hard for it, the old man always felt that Xin Lie was different from those guys who gave up halfway. He believed that this kid would not stay in Good Town all his life, and would not.

"Haha, three packs?" A sudden laugh sounded in the warehouse. The laughing strong man leaned against the edge of Mabao Mountain. He supported himself with one hand, with a strange smile on his face, and said, "Xin Lie, your little boy's waist, three packs at a time, will be broken!" Before he finished speaking, a harsh laughter rang around him, and the workers were very happy, especially the few minions, who deliberately laughed so hard that they leaned back and forth.

Another minion bent down to Xin Lie and said seriously: "Hey, I'm talking about you, why are you worried about? Xin Lie is a warrior, and it's different from our dock coolies! Not to mention three packs, there's no problem with thirty packs!"

Watching him continue to worship funnyly, everyone's laughter became louder and louder, "I think it's one hundred packs, right?", "I underestimate him too much, three hundred packs!"

"Enough!" Keno glared at the thorny heads, looked around the workers, and shouted, "Don't you have to work?? Go and work by yourself!"

When the boss said the words, everyone stopped. Many people curled their lips and still muttered something softly.

A few years ago, Xin Lie was just a child who was not very experienced in the world. Once, he accidentally talked about his dreams. Unexpectedly, the coolies often used it for fun. Life in the dock was too depressed and there was always someone to be a joke.

However, Xin Lie was unyielding, so both sides would have some verbal friction from time to time. If it weren't for Keno, he would have had a fight with his fists and feet long ago.

"Maintain Keno." Xin Lie clenched his fists tightly, his eyes firmly. He would not care what those people were saying, because he understood what he wanted. "Please record it, three guarantees!"

"Xin Lie..." Jino was a little hesitant. There were many people who could carry three packs at a time in the entire dock, and only a few people would hold three packs at a time every year. Although Xin Lie was strong, he was a seventeen-year-old boy after all. At his age, it was amazing to be able to carry two packs every time! The old man had been the chief manager for decades, and Xin Lie was the first in the record for the age of 20, but now he has to change it to three packs at a time...

A childish figure appeared in front of Keno, holding a bag of sacks in his hands, and walked out of the warehouse with sweat... The figure slowly overlapped with the boy, and there were too many three packs! The old man walked towards Xin Lie, and the wrinkles on his face made his face look more kind. The water-storing pen in his right hand had not been slashing for a long time. He advised: "Listen to me, it's better to have two packs."

Xin Lie smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Master Jino, just give me three guarantees, I can do it."

Looking at Xin Lie's deep black eyes, Keno pondered for a while. Whether it was the childish figure or the boy in front of him, their eyes were so firm. "Okay." After that, the old man made a few strokes on the account book in his hand and added three packs to Xin Lie's daily amount.

Hearing Jino say ok, Xin Lie took a deep breath, walked towards the pile of macao in front of him, shouted softly, and lifted two packs of rice and grain on his shoulders at the same time. His feet suddenly sank, his arms veins appeared, and his face was no strange color. He had become accustomed to the two packs!

"Luo Tai, come and help Xin Lie put a bag on his shoulder." Jino waved to a young coolie next to him. Luo Tai is honest and never participated in conflicts, so the old man was not worried that he would deliberately make things difficult for Xin Lie.

Luo Tai responded and was about to walk away, but suddenly he saw several coolies in the distance looking over. It was the guy who was smiling the happiestly just now. Their sneered expressions clearly asked him to give Xin Lie a look. Luo Tai couldn't help frowning and his heart trembled. Those people were bullies in the coolies in the docks. If they were against them, I'm afraid...

In fact, Xin Lie is a very good person. If he can, he really doesn't want to do this... Luo Tai walked over slowly. He didn't understand any reason. He only knew that he couldn't go against those bullies and he didn't want to cause trouble!

A trace of apologies flashed across his young face. He sighed secretly, his hands raised a bag of sacks, aimed at Xin Lie's shoulders, which were half-squatting, and put them down heavily!

Peng! A powerful force came, and the left shoulder suddenly collapsed. Under the scorching gaze of the coolies, Xin Lie was caught off guard. His body shook suddenly and was about to fall down! He gritted his white teeth, his hands and arms tightened, and his blue veins scattered like a dragon. "Drink!"

The roar started, Xin Lie held his feet tightly, and he pushed back the force like a thousand pounds!

"Be careful, be careful!" Jino exclaimed, and he was relieved when he saw Xin Lie standing firm again.

The coolies who were waiting to watch the show were shocked, "What's going on..."

It is not surprising that Xin Lie can carry three packs at a time, but when his body loses balance, he can still get it back? This kid's physical fitness is so good...

The coolies were shocked and jealous, and eventually turned into anger. One or two of them stared at Luo Tai with vicious eyes, and said slander: "You can't even take a bag of garbage, don't you eat?", "Luo Tai, your father died early, just be willing to sell it! Is it necessary to go hungry??", "Just his mother? Who will fuck?"

Listening to these gloomy words, Keno frowned and was about to say something: "You guys..."

Luo Tai's face was full of humiliation, his clenched fists trembled slightly, don't cause trouble, don't cause trouble...

"Come on." Xin Lie, carrying three packs of rice and grain, suddenly spoke, interrupting Jino's words. His cold eyes glanced at everyone, glanced at the perverted and fierce faces, like a sharp sharp knife, stabbed into everyone's heart.

The entire warehouse was in a strange calm, and a drop of hot sweat slid down Xin Lie's forehead and ticked to the ground. He glanced at everyone, and finally stopped on Cha Jun, gasped slightly, and roared again: "Come on, Cha Jun, stop talking nonsense, if you have the abstinence, come--"

Do these scumbags only know how to bully honest people?

"This..." Luo Tai's heart seemed to be hit, and his mind instantly turned blank. He stared at Xin Lie who was as powerful as a wolf, as if he was stupid...

"Go away!" The strong man who had been bearded by Mabaoshan pile was stalking towards him. His burly body made the ground long shadows, and his upper body muscles were dark and rumbled, making it hard to imagine how much power there was hidden in it. His name was Cha Jun, the leader of the bully gang.

Everyone was stunned and suddenly came to see Xin Lie was carrying four packs? Cha Jun helped him with his shoulders?! Several coolies were immediately excited and eager to try to clench their fists. There was really a good show now!

Four packs!? There are not many four packs for adults at a time! You should know that most bags have huge differences. Sometimes, you only need to add an extra straw to crush the back of a cow. The four packs should be Xin Lie's twenty-five years old, not seventeen years old!

Keno quickly reached out to stop him, but the words stopped when he spoke, and finally chose to remain silent. To be a civilian warrior, the road needed to go is so difficult. If you can't even solve this little thing, it's better to cut off hope early; and, taking some setbacks, may be a good thing for that kid.

Xin Lie looked at Cha Jun who was walking in front of him with a faint expression, and his half-squatted body remained motionless, as if he was just an outsider watching the show.

Cha Jun still had a strange smile on his face, and easily lifted a bag of sacks with both hands, and said in a strange tone: "Be careful."

"Be careful too." Xin Lie replied softly, with a mocking smile on his lips.

The coolies all looked at the two of them with anticipation and were ready to make a laugh. In their imagination, Xin Lie would immediately fall to the ground like a dead dog, carrying four packs at a time? Still so naive.

Looking at Xin Lie's faint smile, Cha Jun felt a sense of depression in his chest. He dared to be stubborn until he died. Well, let you die! He snorted coldly, and suddenly quickly grabbed another pack from the side, raised two bags of sacks high, and slapped them hard on Xin Lie's shoulder!

"Cha Jun--!" Keno shouted out in a daze, full of shock and anger. "Ah!", "Haha!" The coolies also shouted in a daze, laughing in a daze, five packs! Who in the warehouse can carry five packs at a time? They don't know each other, so under normal circumstances, there is no.

Xin Lie's eyes condensed, and his half-squatted body suddenly burst out. With a muffled sound, he grabbed the smacks with his big hand and held them tightly!

Can you still stand firm?! Cha Jun was surprised. Without thinking too much, he pressed his hands on the scoundrel, gritted his teeth and used all his strength to press down on it, and he would definitely overwhelm Xin Lie!

"This..." The coolies around him looked different, with their fists clutching and their eyes wide open. Why didn't that kid fall down yet? Cha Jun, overturn him! Luo Tai, Old Jino was also staring at him, his heart was already tightly grasping, be careful!

"Ah—ah—!" Xin Lie pushed his feet, frowned his eyebrows, and opened his eyes wide open. He also used all his strength to push back the powerful force coming from his shoulders little by little: "Drink—!"

After a few moments, Cha Jun was already sweating profusely, his palms were numb, and he was also anxious, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold back Xin Lie's energy! If this continues, I'm afraid...

Damn it! This dead person really has brute force, but brute force alone is not enough... Cha Jun sneered secretly, pressing the grain bag with his hands slightly slowed down, and then he would kick Xin Lie's right calf inwards.

"Ah--" With another roar, Xin Lie's legs gradually straightened, and the muscles of his arms bulged like iron walls and rocks. He had expected Cha Jun to use a secret move, and with a swell of strength, five bags of sandbags were pushed steadily!

Oh no! Cha Jun gritted his teeth tightly and wanted to continue exerting force, but his muscles all over his body suddenly became completely out of control. His legs became weak and he fell on the ground full of sand and dust.

Silence! Apart from the rapid and heavy breathing, there was no other sound in the huge warehouse. The coolies were completely stunned. Cha Jun lost? And it was lost to Xin Lie who carried five bags of sacks? Cha Jun is a strong man who is stronger than a cow. Xin Lie is just a young man who has not grown up! The minions who had laughed happily before looked at each other, and their surprise was spreading. They couldn't believe it was true.

"I can carry five packs at a time now; from now on..." Sweat was ticking, Xin Lie lowered his eyelids, looked down at Cha Jun who was sitting on the ground, and said without a break: "Fifty packs, five hundred packs, five thousand packs..."

Looking up at Cha Jun above, he looked disbelief and almost forgot about Niu Pan. As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Lie carried five bags of sacks and walked out of the warehouse step by step.

The bitch raised... Cha Jun's fist gradually recovered and clenched tremblingly. He couldn't help but turn his head and look at Xin Lie's back. That guy... Can he really become a warrior in the future?! He vented and hit the ground, and the sand and stones knocked his fist in pain.

"What are you all standing there? Go to work! There is still a ship of cargo today!" Come to his senses, Keno turned around and shouted at the coolies, with an old wrinkled face full of energy. Five packs at a time. It was the first time he had lived so many years. How great is that boy's potential...

"Oh." "Oh." As if a coaxing sound, the coolies resumed transporting one after another, but everyone's faces were written with incredible indestiny. They were really drunk? Luo Tai, who was thinking about something, didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Several ink words on the account book were blurred by sweat. Jino smiled and wiped the sweat from his forehead, stroked the pen, and added two packs to Xin Lie's daily amount.

The sun was in the sky, and the harbor was crowded with people, laughing and shouting constantly, sailors with arms around, well-dressed families inspectors and managers, burly and strong followers... The most were of course the workers carrying goods, coming and going, sweating profusely.

After leaving Qingfeng Warehouse, Xin Lie walked steadily towards the shore. The rice and grain bags on his shoulder were the goods of the "Gaomai" that entered the port this morning. It came from Juyan City, the dream place he would definitely go to.

You can see the totem of the wheat ears carved from the hull. A full golden wheat ear in the middle stands upright towards the sky, and the two green wheat ears on the left and right surround it in a circle. The Gaomai is a wooden sailboat with a displacement of 3,000 stones. It is not as good as the most advanced spirit stone steamship today, but its load capacity can reach 1,500 stones. Xin Lie doesn't know much about such a behemoth, but he has long been used to it.

Stepping on the still spacious springboard and walking carefully, walking onto the deck of the cargo ship, Xin Lie carried the mabao all the way into the cargo hold of the stern.

The dimly lit cabin was stuffy and hot, and the air was filled with a sour smell of sweat. At this time, in addition to Xin Lie, there were also several coolies in the cabin unloading the goods.

"Bumping" sounds, Xin Lie put down five bags of rice and grain, and then let out a long breath. He looked at the pile of rice and grain on the boat board, rubbed and stroked his shoulders, gasped, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It’s enough to move an additional 50,000, 50,000, and 298 packs!
Chapter completed!