The Prodigal Son of the Empire

The foreman didn't ask much. People come in this construction site every day, which is normal.

"Are you curious, what is this?" the foreman asked with a smile, pointing at the support.

"Ah."

"Let me tell you, this is Master Kang's invention," the foreman seemed a little excited, every time a newcomer came, he liked to show it off to others.

"The inside of this thing is a steel structure, which is then poured with concrete,"

The foreman said, and asked him: "Do you know what a steel structure is? Do you know what a concrete is?"

The man shook his head.

"Hey, actually I don't know either." The foreman rubbed his forehead and said, "You only need this and it's unique, only our construction site has it."

"Master Kang is amazing. This thing is very strong. We tried to hit it with a sledgehammer, but there was no response. Using it as a support, the tunnel will not collapse."

"Ah."

The man didn't seem chatty, just nodded.

The foreman suddenly felt bored, turned out to be a boring gourd, and said again: "You just started working, so don't go into the tunnel, go over there to shovel gravel."

"By the way, work carefully and don't doze off!"

"En." The man responded, and followed the foreman's instructions.

Seeing this, the foreman shook his head, ignored it, and shouted again: "Give me some energy, Master Kang can say..."

But the person before, looked around, no one paid attention to him, and left here quietly.

It's time, it's time to assemble.

He was a dead waiter from the Earl's Mansion of Yongding who sneaked into the construction site earlier.

He was still thinking as he walked, what is a steel structure?What is concrete?

"Hai brother!"

At this moment, there was a sound from behind, and he turned around abruptly, subconsciously putting his hands on his waist.

"who is it?"

It turned out that he was also a laborer, a strong man, with his upper body naked, and he could still see sweat streaming down his body...

The dead waiter felt relieved and let down his vigilance slightly.

"Brother, did you come here to be lazy?"

The strong man didn't seem to notice anything, and asked with a smile.

"Lazy?" The Deadpool was a little puzzled.

The sturdy man asked: "The surrounding area is blocked by sand and gravel, especially at night, and no one comes. You are not here to be lazy, what are you doing?"

Hearing this, the dead waiter came to his senses and hurriedly said, "Yes, I'm just here to be lazy. I work in the middle of the night and I'm too sleepy."

"Who said no?"

The strong man yawned and said, "This is a good place. No one comes here at night, so we just squint here for a while."

The dead waiter didn't speak. He looked at the bright moon in the sky, and the time for gathering as agreed had arrived, and there was no further delay.

But now being held back by this person and unable to leave, why not...

Deadpool thought, coldness appeared in his eyes, this place is hidden and there is no one else, why not kill him!

Thinking like this, his hand touched the back of his waist again.

"Brother, aren't you going to sleep?"

The strong man moved a little closer to him.

"I'm not going to sleep, but...you're going to sleep!"

Deadpool said something, his hand had already caught the dagger hidden in his waist!

At this moment, the strong man in front of him suddenly moved. At such a close distance, he quickly punched this dead waiter directly on the jaw.

"Crack,"

There was a sound of bone cracking, and before the dead waiter could react, the strong man grabbed his shoulders and raised his knees directly against the dead waiter's abdomen.

"Well!"

Deadpool was in pain, and his waist instantly bowed, and the strong man had already taken advantage of this to throw out the dagger from his waist, subduing him in an instant.

The dead waiter was directly stunned, and when he reacted, his hands were firmly trapped.

"No, my identity has been exposed!"

He raised his head with difficulty, and saw a sneer. The man who looked like a laborer was looking at him with his arms folded.

"you……"

Deadpool suddenly changed color, he shook his hand, but he couldn't move it, as if he was shackled by something like a shackle.

"Master Kang, the handcuffs you invented are really useful!" The strong man said with a smile.

"Master Kang?" Deadpool was startled, "Do you know my identity?"

"Isn't it the dead servant of the Earl of Yongding's mansion?"

The strong man said casually: "By the way, don't think about committing suicide, I have already knocked out your fangs."

Hearing this, Deadpool's expression changed even more.

"Is it strange?"

The strong man smiled and said, "You sneaked in in the afternoon, and the moment you appeared there, I've been following you."

"Are you surprised?"

Looking at Deadpool's shocked eyes, the strong man said, "Aren't you puzzled? In such a large construction site, with so many people, it doesn't seem to make any difference if one or two come in."

"you are wrong!"

The strong man looked at Deadpool with pity, "Every labor here has been identified and registered!"