The liveliness on the Internet is not comparable to that of the contractors on the construction site who have taken the job. Many subcontractors have a group of brothers under their command, and they also need to have some connections on the construction side. Sometimes, in order to pick up new jobs, drinking and eating are indispensable.
Zhao Sanxiang is very good at doing things. It didn't take long for the work on this construction site to be completed, and he got his wages. He turned around and contracted a new job. The brothers who worked with him were willing to call him Brother Zhao.
Since the story of Fu Li's rescue of Lao Zhang's son has been spread on the construction site, Fu Li and these old workers have become familiar with each other. I don't know if it's a rumor, or if these people have the same accent problem as Lao Zhang, and now the whole construction site calls him Xiao Hu. Fortunately, Fu Li doesn't care about these things, there is no difference between Xiao Fu, Xiao Hu or Xiao Hua.
At noon that day, Fu Li was drinking the pig's trotter soup sent by Zhang Peng when he heard the siren sounding outside. He curiously pushed open the curtain of the shed, and when he saw everyone else running out, he asked in a loud voice: "Where are you going?"
"Someone is going to commit suicide on the construction site ahead, do you want to go and have a look?" The man who answered Fu Li was surnamed Chen. He was almost forty and didn't marry a wife. He was called Chen Laoguang by everyone. He didn't mind. He also happily agreed, and the popularity on the construction site was not bad.
Fu Li happened to be bored, and when he saw other people, he wanted to join in the fun, and felt that he should be a little more gregarious when he did things.
"Okay, let's have a look together."
Upstairs, a middle-aged woman in a floral shirt and black slacks sat on the edge of the top floor. The overgrown ground was crowded with people.
Peng Hang, who came to the police, pulled the sweaty police uniform on his body, turned around and instructed others to prepare inflatable cushions. This abandoned construction site is rugged, and some grass grows taller than people. Rescue vehicles cannot get in, and rescue equipment is carried in by people.
"Big sister, you see that it's so hot, so come down and say what you have to say. As the saying goes, if it is difficult to find the police, as long as you come down, we will help you do it well." Peng Hang gestured to his colleagues in other departments, signaling them to sneak quietly. Go into the building.
The middle-aged woman was emotionally unstable. She said sorry to Peng Hang while crying, saying that she didn't want to trouble everyone, but she really had no choice. Because she was too emotional, she kept leaning forward, and she would fall downstairs if she was not careful.
It turned out that the woman's man died of illness two years ago, and there was a child at home who wanted to study. She didn't have any skills, so she could only come to the construction site and use herself as a man. Who knew that after working for more than half a year, the contractor ran away with the money. Now that her child is seriously ill, the hospital has started urging her to pay for her medical bills, and she has not been able to collect enough money to ask for help. She really has no choice and cannot survive.
This woman, who was less than forty years old, looked black, thin and shriveled, and her whole figure was like a pickled radish that had been soaked up. He wiped the sweat from his face and scolded his colleagues in a low voice, "Today's capitalists are really nothing!"
After scolding, he turned his head to look outside the cordon, and smiled sarcastically: "On such a hot day, there are also people watching the fun. Tell those who are watching the fun to stop making fun of it, if it irritates the person involved, it will be bad for people to die. ."
"Boss, those outside are migrant workers from nearby construction sites. They usually don't have any entertainment. If something like this happens, how could they not join in the fun." His colleague Xiao Yang responded and turned to communicate with the migrant workers who were watching the fun. .
Chen Laoguang put his palm on his head, sighed and said to Fu Li: "Alas, this kind of contractor who runs away with money is really nothing."
Fu Li didn't speak, because he didn't really understand the human spirit of sacrificing everything for others.
"Fellow folks, we are persuading the client, please don't say anything that irritates the client." A very young policeman came over. He looked like he had just been fished out of the water, and his face was covered in sweat." She also has a seriously ill child at home, and if something happens to her, the child will be pitiful."
The scene fell silent.
After a long while, a migrant worker said, "It's not easy for this big girl. Comrade police, you must arrest the person who ran away with the money."
Xiao Yang smiled bitterly. Facing the dark faces, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, we will do our best."
The negotiation didn't seem to go well. I don't know what the woman who jumped from the building thought, but she stood up, obviously she really didn't want to live. There was a burst of exclamation at the scene, and Peng Hang roared in a hurry: "eldest sister, think about your son, he is still waiting for you to go back to see him."
The woman covered her face and cried, "I'm sorry for him, I'm a useless person."
After saying this, she wiped away her tears, closed her eyes and prepared to jump down.
"I have the ancestral medicine that can cure your son!"
The voice was loud and clear, with great penetrating power. I don't know if it was everyone's illusion. They even felt that this sentence penetrated their eardrums and entered the bottom of their hearts.
The woman opened her eyes again, her eyes searching around, trying to find the speaker.
Peng Hang breathed a sigh of relief temporarily. At this time, lying is not a lie, but a strategy.
Fu Li got into the cordon, looked up at the woman, and met her eyes: "Come down, I promise to cure your son."
Peng Hang looked at the young man in front of him. He was wearing a fake aidadas T-shirt and shorts. The slippers on his feet were covered in a layer of ash. He should be a migrant worker on a nearby construction site.
But this child is too honest, and it's no wonder that he can coax people down by telling lies like this.
Who knew that the woman standing on the top of the building shook her body in the next second, and actually turned around and walked back. The fire police who were hiding by the window sill downstairs had not yet responded.
Two minutes later, the black and thin woman ran out of the corridor. Her dry palms tightly grasped Fu Li, her eyes glowing like fire. If the fire was extinguished, she probably wouldn't be able to survive.
"Of course." Fu Li nodded, "I never lie."
Xiao Yang approached Peng Hang and looked at the scene in front of him, dumbfounded: "Boss, what should I do now?"
"What else can I do, accompany them to the hospital first, the person's mood is still unstable, if we leave now, I'm afraid she will still think about it." He took a deep breath, grinning from the sun, "Let's go, save me Save the people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, the sun is already drying, and it’s nothing to run again.”
He looked back at the young man who was being held tightly by the woman. Peng Hang was full of sadness. Where would they go to help the young man find "ancestral elixir" later
The Demon Realm Management Team and the Cultivation Management Team are in the same office building. One is in charge of non-human beings, and the other is in charge of human beings. There are occasional conflicts in private, but they don't dare to make too much trouble.
When Zhang Ke arrested the evil demon and brought him to justice, the entire building was surrounded by onlookers. Some employees who work in this office building have a demon, but in order to catch this demon, several employees have been injured in the past few days. Although Zhang Ke is an excellent disciple of the Qingxiao faction, his cultivation base is still shallow. When did he become more powerful than the backbone of the management office
"Grandpa Sanqing bless you." After seeing the full picture of the evil monster, the old Huang of the cultivation group took two or three steps back, "This man with a white head and red feet looks like a legendary beast."
"Like what?" Xu Yuan couldn't get used to Lao Huang's pretending to be somber, and snorted, "Whatever he is, he was caught by our demon world management team anyway."
"Miss Xu, don't be in a hurry." Old Huang smiled and stroked the sparse beards on his chin, "This kind of beast is called Zhu Yan, it is said to be very powerful, but the records about it were cut off after the Han and Tang Dynasties. , I didn't expect that there are such monsters in the world."
"I thought it was something, but it turned out to be just a weasel." Zhu Yan was so tied that he couldn't move, he glanced at Lao Huang with drooping eyelids, and the arrogance that belonged to the ancient demon king could be seen at a glance, "This kind of gadget , only for this king to kill and play."
Lao Huang was not angry, and continued to smile: "It is rumored that Zhu Yan has a very cruel temperament. It was recorded in the wild history of Han books that Zhu Yan was temporarily unhappy, which led to a confrontation between the two countries, causing hundreds of thousands of casualties."
Everyone took a deep breath. In the eyes of this monster, the lives of hundreds of thousands of people were just child's play? When they looked at Zhu Yan again, there was a bit of panic in their eyes.
"Mr. Zhang, have you met an expert to help you?" Lao Huang pointed to the black whip that was tied around Zhu Yan's body, "What is the origin of this whip, so that it can even stop the beasts?"
Zhang Ke looked at the whip in his hand, "The monster who lent me the whip said that this is called a whip."
Lao Huang thought about it for a long time, but he didn't remember the origin of this demon whip. He sighed: "I think he is an expert who was not born in this world. We should thank him well."
"The expert said that there is no need to thank him, as long as we give him the reward for being righteous and brave." Zhang Ke smiled dryly. "And he is not an expert. He got the whip by accident."
A real expert, how can he think about this point of being brave and rewarding, and also go to the construction site to move bricks to make money? As far as he knows, a human or a monster with a real high cultivation level only needs to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and no longer needs to eat ordinary things.
Only those who have not cultivated at home need to eat to satisfy their hunger.
Saying everything they know, everyone agrees to award bonuses to this enthusiastic monster, and even give a Xiu Lingdan. Cultivation is not easy. Although this enthusiastic demon is not enough, he dares to stand up to help. This kind of fearless spirit is worthy of praise.
No one dared to release the demon whip for Zhu Yan, so in the end they had to decide to lock it in the spirit lock formation for the time being and wait for Boss Zhuang to come back and deal with it.
In the lock spirit formation, Zhu Yan glared at everyone outside the formation with red eyes.
"My emperor will return eventually."
Listening to the remarks with a foreign accent, Xu Yuan slapped two melon seeds: "I didn't expect that monsters also suffer from secondary diseases."
The villain who talks about his boss coming back to find a place usually doesn't survive three episodes in a TV series.
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