The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

Ye Feng's recent life is very melancholy, or in short supply, 6000 million of funds was swept away by someone, causing Ye Feng to return to the poor and empty appearance again, and even going out to buy something has become difficult.

He really wanted to get some money from Lin Xiaoxiao or Alice in the west. I believe both of them would be happy to provide Ye Feng with a lot of money, but he wanted Ye Feng to ask the two women for money...Ye Feng said that he couldn't lose it. from this person.

In fact, when Ye Feng was in the dark world of the West, he had already accumulated a huge amount of funds, so huge that even he himself did not know the exact amount of funds, but this money has always been kept by Alice for him, and Ye Feng has not Time to spend money.

The majestic emperor of the dark world in the west, where would anyone dare to ask him for money?

But in China, Ye Feng's identity in the dark world of the West doesn't seem to be very useful. Even before the contest with Long Yuetian, few people in the country knew of Ye Feng's existence.

"Oh! Melancholy!"

On the street, Ye Feng was walking bored alone, his eyes wandering left and right.

He was addicted to cigarettes and wanted to buy a pack of cigarettes. Unfortunately, he was so poor that he couldn't even afford a pack of the cheapest cigarettes.

"I don't know when the master will come." Ye Feng continued to mutter.

The reason why he refused Xu Yao to go to the African battlefield a few days ago was not made up randomly, but that he really couldn't get away from it.

Before going abroad to the dark world of the West, Ye Feng once had a master named Li Daoru. It was this master who taught Ye Feng all the survival skills and martial arts cultivation methods.

After going abroad, the contact between Ye Feng and Li Daoru was broken. Over the years, Ye Feng has always wanted to see Li Daoru again, but Li Daoru seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no news. Until a few days ago, Li Daoru suddenly contacted He claimed that he would come to him in a few days and let Ye Feng stay well.

So Ye Feng rejected Xu Yao's invitation.

When passing by a construction site, a sweaty supervisor suddenly stopped Ye Feng.

"Hey! Young man, it's quite strong! I have a little work here, and I'm short of manpower. Move this pile of bricks over there, why don't you?"

The 100 yuan street stall on Ye Feng's body, as well as the sadness on his face, made the supervisor recognize that he is a social person who is running around for a living.

Ye Feng's complexion turned black.

The majestic emperor of the dark world will go to the construction site to move bricks?joke!
Ye Feng turned his head and left.

"Two hundred a day!"

Ye Feng turned around and said, "Do it!"

Under the scorching sun, Ye Feng was wearing a safety helmet, and was throwing bricks into the cart one by one. Beside him, there was another young man who was doing the same job with him.

The only slight difference is that young people put bricks into the cart before putting them into the cart behind them, while Ye Feng squatted on the ground, holding the bricks with both hands Throw it in the cart.

What impressed the young people the most was the bricks thrown by Ye Feng, all of them were thrown into the cart behind him as if they had eyes, and they were able to control the strength to the extent that the bricks would not break.

Beside him, the obese supervisor watched Ye Feng's movements and was so startled that he forgot to go to other places to check the work.

After a while, Ye Feng filled another trolley, stood up, and pushed the trolley to another place lightly, while the young man next to him was only half full.

"Damn it! Is this cheating? God of bricks!" The young man sighed.

"I'm sure, this will be a rising star on the construction site, the future king of bricks!" The supervisor was not stingy with his praise.

"Boom!"

Just as he was talking, the young man who was about to follow Ye Feng's example of throwing bricks into the cart smashed two bricks one after another, causing the supervisor to beat and scold him: "Your sister, you still want to learn how to throw bricks like others. Can you throw bricks?" It would be good to move over there, if I didn't see you as my brother-in-law, I would have kicked you out a long time ago."

"No matter how good a brick mover is, isn't he still a brick mover..." The young man argued aggrievedly.

The workload that could have been completed in one afternoon was completed in less than two hours under Ye Feng's magical brick-throwing technique. The fat supervisor also handed over 200 yuan to Ye Feng as promised, and left it for Ye Feng. a phone call.

"Boy, if you still want to work in the future, come to me anytime."

He took a fancy to Ye Feng's efficiency.

"Hmm!" Ye Feng snorted, the black line on his forehead never dissipated.

Thinking that he is the majestic emperor of the dark world in the West, and now he is reduced to moving bricks for a living. If this is passed back, how many people may laugh out loud.

Now, Ye Feng just wants to quickly take the 200 yuan to buy a pack of cigarettes to relieve boredom.

"Foreman Wang, where are you? Mr. Xu is here to inspect the work, why don't you hurry over here."

Suddenly, a loud voice shouted from the periphery of the construction site.

"Hey! Here we come!" The fat supervisor suddenly yelled in a hurry, and without thinking about continuing to talk to Ye Feng, he pressed the helmet on his head and ran out quickly.

"Hmph! I'll spend my whole life moving bricks."

After the fat supervisor left, the young man who was still moving bricks suddenly mocked in a low voice.

Ye Feng frowned, glanced at the young man, ignored him, kicked the 200 yuan salary in his pocket, and was about to leave, but met the fat supervisor who had just left at the door.

Different from the high-spirited appearance standing on the construction site just now, the fat supervisor now lowered his head and kept making gestures of please with both hands forward, with a flattering light in his eyes, looking at A middle-aged man surrounded by a crowd.

"Mr. Xu, the project is almost finished, and it will be completely completed in two months at most."

The fat supervisor was still chattering about the construction situation to the middle-aged man, but he didn't realize that the middle-aged man had already stood where he was and stopped moving.

"Ouch!" It wasn't until the fat supervisor bumped into the wall next to him that he stopped and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

But the middle-aged man could no longer hear what the supervisor said. He just stared at Ye Feng, as if he saw something frightening.

At this time, Ye Feng had already walked to the opposite side of the middle-aged man. The entrance was only so wide, and there were a lot of people around the man, and there was a feeling of stalemate for a while.

"Foreman Wang, where did you find this person? With such poor eyesight, didn't you see the way blocking Mr. Xu?"

Next to the man, a man with eyes and a gentle appearance thought he saw the reason for his boss to stop, so he couldn't help frowning and said: "Hey! It's you! Get out of the way."