One Birth Seven Treasures: Invincible Daddy is Super Fierce

"Lao Xu, ask your people to help together."

Looking at the equipment of the big cars in front of him, Lin Ming was also ashamed.

He didn't expect that the other party would be so powerful and transported so much equipment, just relying on these few people in the company, it is estimated that the equipment will have to be transported until tomorrow morning.

"Okay."

Xu Weilong nodded and waved to his brother behind him, leaving one person to watch the car, and the rest following over.

Lin Ming also stepped forward to help and started the transportation project.

In this case, everyone's physical fitness is reflected. Zhou Xiong and others are already exhausted and out of breath after only carrying it once.

The difference isn't really that big.

"Lao Lin, your physical fitness is good."

Xu Weilong carried a box on his shoulders and followed behind Lin Ming, his face not blushing or panting.

At this time, he was still talking, as if he still had a lot of extra strength.

This box of equipment, at least one hundred and fifty kilograms.

There are not many people who can do it like him.

"Okay."

Lin Ming walked in front and smiled faintly.

Lin Ming is still very confident about his physical fitness. After all, he is already a super-God of War physique.

It can be said that in today's world, no one can compare.

"How about we try?"

Xu Weilong looked at Lin Ming, and the provocation in his eyes was extremely strong.

"Try?"

When Lin Ming heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a strange smile appeared.

"Three two one, start!"

I don't know who shouted, the speed of both of them accelerated, and finally both of them ran.

More than one hundred and fifty kilograms of equipment resisted against these two people, as if they had no weight.

Zhou Xiong and others in the back looked at the boss, whose mouth was shocked, showing a ghostly expression.

"It's really not human, it's too perverted."

Zhou Xiong looked at the figures of the two who quickly disappeared in front of him, with a look of envy and helplessness on his face.

If he can also have this kind of physical strength, the mother-in-law in that family will not be friends with every cucumber boss in the vegetable market.

"Looking for an opportunity, we must learn from President Lin."

Zhou Xiong was ruthless, and regarded the handling this time as an exercise, and he was full of energy.

"You guys, do your best, and we'll run too."

Zhou Xiong looked at several employees around him and shouted with high fighting spirit.

"what?"

"Mr. Zhou, don't do it."

"These things are very dangerous. If it goes off the rails, we'll all have to follow."

Several people shook their heads and refused, with expressions on their faces that were uglier than eating shit.

Zhou Xiong was suddenly stimulated by something, just like a **** in heat, it was really hard to understand.

Are they able to compare President Lin and those who served in the army?

Can't compare at all.

"Did you hear what I said? When you do some physical work, you have an expression of dying and living. Do you have to cry like this when you go home to work as a mother-in-law?"

Zhou Xiong saw several people crying and grimacing, and immediately straightened his face and scolded him sharply.

Several people listened, and the urge to kill has already occurred in their hearts.

Nima, if you are stimulated, don't take us with you.

Zhou Xiong is the head boss of the company. Now Zhou Xiong is in a rage, and a few people dare not go against it.

The few people had just walked halfway, but they had already met Lin Ming and Xu Weilong who had returned.

"Lin, Mr. Lin."

Zhou Xiong walked at the front, watching Lin Ming coming, stopped, and shouted out of breath.

Lin Ming looked at the other party and smiled slightly: "It seems that your body is a little weak, go back and make up for it."

"President Lin is joking."

Zhou Xiong smiled embarrassedly, and he was full of air in front of the employees. In front of Lin Ming, he really nodded and bowed like a grandson.

"If you are tired, take a break and move the box to the side office of the company."

Lin Ming left a sentence and then walked away.

Xu Weilong followed behind, and the two walked quickly and came to the truck with the equipment again.

"Two boxes this time?"

Lin Ming looked at the other party and smiled with a slightly raised brow. The provocation in his eyes was equally serious.

This kid is just a little soldier king, and he dares to challenge himself.

Gotta give him some color to see.

"Okay, no problem."

Xu Weilong didn't smile, but the expression on his face didn't change much.

But my heart was cold.

He knew that he would most likely be planted here this time.

Two boxes weigh three hundred pounds.

Such boxes, in the army, are carried by two soldiers together.

Now they have to carry two such boxes alone, and the pressure is completely different.

"Okay, let's act, don't waste time, move in early and finish things early."

Lin Ming looked at the other party's resolute answer, smiled, stretched out his right hand, grabbed a box and carried it on his left shoulder, then he freed up his right hand and clasped the second box again.

With a burst of strength from his right hand, the box weighing more than 100 kilograms was buckled with one hand by him.

Then put it on the other shoulder.

In this way, Lin Ming has one box on the left and one on the right, with a box on each shoulder, adding up to a total of 300 jins.

"I'll go first."

Lin Ming looked at Xu Weilong's confused expression, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he started trotting all the way again.

The more than 300 kilograms are carried on the body, as if there is no weight.

A soldier who stayed beside him in charge of guarding the place looked at Lin Ming, who was carrying two boxes on the left and the right, and trotted away all the way. His mouth was also the boss of Zhang.

Such people, even if they are placed in their troops, are definitely an extremely rare type.

It is impossible for an ordinary soldier to trot all the way while carrying more than three hundred pounds.

"What are you looking at? Help me."

Xu Weilong had already carried a box on his shoulders, but he did not have the power of Lin Ming to lift a box of more than 100 pounds with one hand.

"Ah? Boss, are you really going to carry two suitcases?"

The soldier looked at him in astonishment, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"What nonsense? Do you want me to admit that I'm not as good as him? Hurry up."

Xu Weilong's face sank, and he scolded him sharply.

The soldier closed his mouth embarrassingly, then with all his strength, he moved the box and placed it on Xu Weilong's shoulder.

"Well……"

As soon as the second box was placed on his shoulders, Xu Weilong couldn't help groaning, and he could clearly feel his body muscles tensing.

"Boss, can you do it?"

The soldier spoke with some concern.

"It's just that you have a lot of shit, I can't do it, can you do it?"

Xu Weilong scolded silently, carrying two boxes and starting to walk forward.