i (non-action)."What are you looking at all this for I'm still young, and I don't want to devote myself entirely to truth; I don't care about fame or fortune!""Don't watch this kind of stuff anymore,...Wang Lin took a taxi to the scene of the incident. As soon as he got off, he hopped onto his tricycle and sped towards the bus stop. Just as he arrived, he saw that the bus had already departed. He quickly charged his phone and ran to the distribution point.

"Wood, seeing your tricycle parked at the entrance of that district, I don't see you anywhere. "

"Oh, it's nothing. I just happened to run into someone shipping something and went to pick it up." Wang Lin casually made up an excuse to get away with it.

"You don't know, after we just went there, the delivery vans almost blocked the entrance of the residential area. The security guard even thought we were going to cause trouble and refused to let us in. It was a wasted trip."

"Haha, you didn't see the security guard's eyes on us. He was like we were enemies!"

"Haha, and he even used a walkie-talkie to call some people to block the door, just in case we broke in. In the end, he said that if we didn't leave, he would call the police. We had no choice but to come back."

"I went inside, there was nothing. The upstairs residents didn't dare to go home. There were even warning lines at the entrance of the unit," Wang Lin lied a little at this time.

After all, since it involves Breakers, for the safety of my colleagues, I also need to discourage them from going there again.

"Too bad, I didn't make it in. Even if I had, I couldn't get close anyway. Forget it, I won't go look." Yang Wei said regretfully.

Lao Liu looked up at the bus lane and said, "Let's not talk about that. I think there won't be much cargo this afternoon, and we'll get off work earlier. How about we go out for a treat tonight"

"Well, it's been a month since we last had a meal together. Everyone's going today, as usual, AA style." Dayao immediately got excited.

This is a baijiu enthusiast, who drinks two mouthfuls when he's idle in the dormitory. He even closed himself up for a month to write a poem:

A little drink to delight the heart and a carefree mind, accompanied by gentle breeze and bright moon.

In intoxication, there is the true world; why seek it in the mundane

At that time, when the others heard it, they were all astonished. They didn't expect that this guy, Dayao, had so much ink in his belly and could actually write such a well-written poem.

"Okay then! Everyone, gather at the site after finishing your afternoon work. We'll depart promptly at seven o'clock and head to Fatty Sister's place."

"Good!"

The process is the same as in the morning, double sorting, scanning, packing, loading the truck, and departing.

.....

At the entrance of Yunlan Garden, Wang Lin tidied up the express delivery on the ground and then started making a phone call.

"Wood!" Song Wenzhao started shouting even from afar.

Wang Lin quickly stood up, ran to the courier cabinet, and scanned the code to log in with one breath.

"Grass, what's with you I ran so fast just to grab some parcel lockers, is that too much"

Wang Lin held his phone screen towards Song Wenxiao. "Look, there are only two big cabinets left, five medium-sized ones, and twelve small ones. I don't think it'll be enough."

Song Wenxiao gave a sly smile and opened her phone. "Hee hee, I knew you'd get here before me. I've already booked it, so hurry up and place your bet, then I will."

"Damn it, you son of a bitch, are you trying to pull this crap on me Are you loaded or what And the sign clearly says "Appointment only," you're risking your life aren't you" Wang Lin cursed angrily.

"Bah, a scientific society I don't believe in that," Song Wenxiao scoffed, leaning against the tricycle. "I haven't even thought about making money in this neighborhood. Now that I can't send them out, coming at night is even more disgusting. It's better to just spend some money and get it resolved."

"Why don't you open a station here in this neighborhood It would be convenient and profitable. I've already started looking into places for you. There's an empty room in the West District shed; just need to paint the walls." Wang Lin suggested with fervor.

"Oh, come on, why don't you just do it Everyone knows the people in this neighborhood are tough. If you set up a relay station, they'll report you in a minute."

"Oh, we need to get someone to open a station soon, otherwise, we'll have to work until the early morning hours on Double Eleven again this year." Wang Lin sighed.

"Actually, I already have someone in mind. He asked me about opening a station some time ago."

“Who is it Is it the homeowner in the building” Wang Lin was curious. “Someone who isn't a homeowner shouldn’t be here for long.”

"He's the homeowner, just moved in recently. Apparently, he's a martial arts expert who used to be a fighting instructor for the armed police force. You could say he's like a modern-day Lin Chong."

Wang Lin's heart skipped a beat, it was as if he had found a pillow. "What's his name Do you know what kind of martial arts he practices"

He's called Chen Yannian, I think he practices a martial art called Crazy Dog Fist. When he fights, he howls and roars. Song Wenxiao pondered for a moment, then mimed a few moves.

"That doesn't sound very good, does it Shouldn't the names of martial arts become more powerful as they become more skilled" Wang Lin's newly sparked interest in the martial arts had vanished again because of the name.

"You know what The name "Mad Dog Fist" was given by someone else. They said that when he fights, his shouts sound like a dog, and his moves are like those of a madman, so it's called Mad Dog Fist."

"I suspect it's those who were defeated by him, feeling resentful in their hearts, so they want to smear his name. This is all searchable online. What do you think Are you interested in martial arts now, Muto"

"I was just casually asking. Anyway, there are no more cabinets available. Can you tell me if your booked ones will be used up If not, let me use them. I've already paid for them anyway, and I only have a few left."

Song Wenxiao pulled a half-packed courier while saying, "No problem, you can log out."

"You just said his name was what Chen Yanyan, right"

"Yes"

Wang Lin took out his phone and searched for Chen Yannian, opening up his personal profile.

Chen Yannian, born in 1972, began practicing martial arts by imitating comics at the age of eight. After graduating from high school, he gave up studying literature and pursued martial arts, systematically learning Sanda, and attempting to combine traditional martial arts with modern Sanda. However, his approach differed greatly from other "masters of traditional martial arts."

"A master of martial arts usually distills the essence and discards the dross of traditional martial arts, but he does the opposite."

He absorbed the "dross" of traditional martial arts, integrated the essence of kickboxing, and added his own understanding. Ultimately, he formed a powerful and lethal martial arts school -- "Infinite Manufacturing Special Martial Arts" -- and wrote books about it.

His fighting style didn't follow any rules. He used sneak attacks, eye gouging, groin kicks, throwing lime powder, biting ears, anything he could to win.

Moreover, unlike other martial arts that require practice from a young age, his martial art can achieve good results even if you start practicing halfway through life.

His apprentice's record in actual combat is the least to beat three with one, and causing one death and two serious injuries. The most is to beat twelve with one, and also causing one death and two injuries. With such a record, who dares to say he is weak.

Wang Lin became more and more excited the more he looked. This was exactly what he needed most at the moment. People who don't follow rules can live longer and gain more benefits.

This crazy dog boxing style is simply his dream style, he now can't wait to go and learn it immediately.

Wang Lin was just thinking about how to contact his future master when Song Wenxiao's voice rang in his ear again.

"Hey, I just happen to have Chen Yannian's delivery here. How about you call him out and ask him to open a post station You can also try to encourage him."

Wang Lin took a stride forward, grabbing the package from Song Wenxiao before he could react and ran toward the apartment building.

"Get your freakin' act together! Throw the package off for me. If you don't have a shelf, put it in my bag and chuck it on the roof."

"Damn, when did this guy become so fast I didn't even see his move and the delivery in my hand is gone."

Wang Lin ran into the community and only then realized he didn't know which building his future master lived in. He looked at the takeout order slip with "Yunlan Garden Gate Delivery Cabinet" written on it.

"The master is so kind, he was afraid we'd be tired, and even let us just put it in the express delivery cabinet," He took out his phone and dialed the number on the menu.

It's okay for men to cry. Even the strongest people have the right to be tired.

"Unexpectedly, the master is quite...well, sentimental. Yes, sentimental."

Behind the smile, if only there were heartbreaks left, why bother to pretend so pathetically Cry, man, cry without saying "Hello Who is this" A strong voice rang out from the phone.

"Hello, I'm a delivery courier from Huatong Express. You have a package that arrived. May I ask if you are home"

"Just use the delivery locker, I picked it up when I was out for a walk tonight. You don't have to go out of your way."

Wang Lin was even more determined to become his disciple. Not only was he skilled, but he also had such a good character. "Actually, I have something to ask you. Would it be possible for us to meet face-to-face"

Chen Yannian remained silent for a moment, then said, "Alright, I'm at Unit 302, Building #3 in the Western District. Come on over."

“Okay, I’m coming right away, please wait a moment,” After hanging up the phone, Wang Lin took the package and ran all the way.

"Knock knock knock", hello, your package has arrived.. He also informed the hotel manager that he would be bringing people over at 8 pm that evening, asking them to prepare in advance.Time flew by and it was evening. Wang Lin shared his location in the...