Don't Discriminate Against Species

The liveliness on the Internet is not as good as that of the contractors on the construction site who got the job.Many contractors have a group of brothers under their hands, and they also need to have contacts on the construction side. Sometimes drinking and eating are indispensable in order to pick up new jobs.

Zhao Sanxiang is very good at business. Not long after the work on this construction site was finished, he got paid and then hired a new job. The brothers who worked with him were willing to call him Brother Zhao.

Ever since the story of Fu Li saving Lao Zhang's son spread on the construction site, Fu Li became familiar with these old workers.I don't know if it's just rumors, or 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, it doesn't make any difference between Xiao Fu, Xiao Hu or Xiao Hua.

At noon that day, Fu Li was drinking pig's trotter soup brought by Zhang Peng. When he heard the siren outside, he pushed aside the curtain of the shed curiously. Seeing other people running outside, he asked aloud: "Where are you going?"

"Someone is going to commit suicide on the construction site ahead, do you want to go and see?" The man who answered Fu Li was surnamed Chen. He was almost 40 years old and had no wife. He was called Chen Laoguang by everyone, and he didn't mind if others called him that. So I happily agreed, and my popularity on the construction site is pretty good.

Fu Li happened to be bored at leisure, seeing other people wanted to join in the fun, and felt that he should be more social in doing things.

"Okay, let's take a look together."

On the unfinished upstairs, a middle-aged woman in a flowered shirt and black cloth slacks sat on the edge of the top floor. The weedy ground was crowded with people.

Peng Hang, who came to receive the police, pulled his sweaty police uniform, turned around and ordered others to prepare an inflatable cushion.The abandoned construction site is rugged, and some grass grows taller than people. Rescue vehicles cannot enter, and rescue equipment must be carried in by people.

"Sister, it's so hot, come down and say something. As the saying goes, if you have difficulty finding the police, as long as you come down, we will help you." Peng Hang gestured to colleagues in other departments, signaling them to sneak in quietly into the building.

The middle-aged woman was emotionally unstable. While crying, she told Peng Hang that she was sorry and 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 off the stairs if she was not careful.

It turned out that the man of this woman died of illness two years ago, and there was a child at home who wanted to study. She had no 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 money.Now her child is seriously ill, and the hospital is urging her to pay for the medical bills. She has been begging for help but failed to raise enough money. She really has no choice but to live.

This woman, who was less than 40 years old, looked black and thin, her whole body was like a pickled radish that had been sucked out of water, her crying was so miserable that Peng Hang's heart felt a little hairy.He wiped the sweat from his face, and cursed to his colleagues in a low voice, "The capitalists are really nothing!"

After he finished cursing, he turned his head and looked outside the cordon, and put his hips on his hips with a sarcastic smile: "In such a hot day, there are people who came to watch the fun. I told those who watched the fun not to boo. It would be bad if they irritated the person involved and caused death." .”

"Boss, those outside are all migrant workers on the nearby construction site. They usually don't have any entertainment. How can they not join in the fun when something like this happens." His colleague Xiao Yang responded, and turned to communicate with the migrant workers watching the excitement. .

Chen Laoguang put his palm on his head, sighed and said to Fu Li: "Oh, this kind of contractor who runs away with money is really not a thing."

Fu Li didn't speak, because he actually didn't understand the human spirit of sacrificing everything for others.

"Fellow folks, we are persuading the person involved, please don't say anything that irritates the person involved." A very young policeman came over, as if he had just been fished out of the water, his head and face were sweating, " She also has a very sick child at home, and if something happens to her, the child will be poor."

The scene fell silent.

After a long while, a migrant worker said: "It's not easy for this big girl, comrade police, you must catch the person who ran away with the money."

Xiao Yang smiled wryly. Facing the swarthy faces, he nodded his head and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely do our best."

The negotiation work didn't seem to be going well. I don't know what the woman who jumped from the building thought of, but she stood up, obviously she really didn't want to live anymore.There was a burst of exclamation at the scene, and Peng Hang shouted anxiously: "Sister, think about your son, he is still waiting for you to go back and see him."

The woman covered her face and cried: "I am sorry for him, I am a useless person."

After saying this, she wiped away her tears, closed her eyes and was about to jump down.

"I have the ancestral medicine that can cure your son!"

The voice was loud and bright, and extremely penetrating. 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, looking around, trying to find the speaker.

Peng Hang breathed a sigh of relief temporarily. At this time, lying is not called deception, but 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, floral shorts, and slippers on his feet were stained with dust. He should be a migrant worker on a nearby construction site.

But this kid is too honest, it's no wonder that he can coax people down by telling such a lie that can be exposed easily.

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 fireman hiding by the window sill downstairs hadn't reacted yet.

Two minutes later, the black and thin woman ran out from the corridor. Her withered palms held Fuli tightly, her eyes glowed like a 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, looking at the scene in front of him dumbfounded: "Boss, what should we do now?"

"What else can I do? First accompany them to the hospital. The client's mood is not stable yet. If we leave now, I'm afraid she won't think about it." He took a deep breath and grinned under the sun, "Let's go, save me." Save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, the sun is shining, and it’s nothing to run again.”

He looked back at the young man who was held tightly by the woman, Peng Hang was full of sadness, where would they go to find the "ancestral elixir" for the young man later?

The demon world management group and the cultivation management group are in the same office building. One is in charge of non-human beings, and the other is in charge of human beings. Occasionally there will be conflicts in private, but they dare not make too much noise.

When Zhang Ke brought the evil spirit to justice, it attracted the crowds of the whole building.There are some employees who work in this office building and there is a demon, but in order to catch this evil demon in the past few days, several employees have been injured.Although Zhang Ke is an excellent disciple of the Qingxiao Sect, his cultivation level is still low. When did he become stronger than the backbone of the management office?

"Grandfather Sanqing bless you." Lao Huang from the cultivation group took two or three steps back after seeing the evil demon's whole appearance, "This white-headed man with red face and feet looks like a legendary beast."

"What does it look like?" Xu Yuan couldn't understand Lao Huang's pretending to be deep, and snorted, "Whatever he is, he was caught by our demon management team anyway."

"Miss Xu, don't be in a hurry." Lao Huang touched the few sparse beards on his chin with a smile, "This kind of beast is called Zhu Yan, and 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 such monsters to exist in the world.”

"I thought it was something, but it turned out to be just a weasel." Zhu Yan was bound so tightly that he couldn't move. He glanced at Lao Huang with drooping eyelids, and he could see the arrogance that belonged to the ancient demon king, "This kind of little thing , only worthy of killing and playing with this king."

Old Huang was not angry either, and continued to smile and said: "It is rumored that Zhu Yan has a very cruel temperament. It is recorded in the Han Shu unofficial history that Zhu Yan was once unhappy, which caused the two countries to fight each other, causing hundreds of thousands of casualties."

Everyone gasped, the lives of tens of thousands of people, in the eyes of this monster, were just child's play?When they looked at Zhu Yan again, there was a bit of panic in their eyes.

"Mr. Zhang, did you encounter a master to help you?" Lao Huang pointed to the black whip tied around Zhu Yan's body, "What is the origin of this whip, so that it can even restrain a fierce beast?"

Zhang Ke looked at the whip in his hand, "The monster who lent me the whip said that this is called beating the whip."

Lao Huang thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think of the origin of the beating the demon whip. He said with emotion: "I think he is an expert who was born in the world. We should thank him very much."

"The expert said that there is no need to thank him, as long as we give him the reward for being brave." Zhang Ke laughed dryly, "And he is not an expert. He got this magic whip by accident."

How can a real expert think about this bonus for being brave and go to the construction site to move bricks to make money?As far as he knew, humans or monsters with really high cultivation levels only need to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and no longer need to eat ordinary things.

Only those who have not cultivated at home need to eat to satisfy their hunger.

After telling what he knew, everyone agreed to award this enthusiastic monster with a bonus, and even a elixir for spiritual cultivation.Cultivation is not easy. Although this enthusiastic demon did not do enough, he dared to risk his life to stand up and help. This kind of fearless spirit is worthy of praise.

Everyone didn't dare to release Zhu Yan's whip, so they had no choice but to lock him in the spirit lock array for the time being, and deal with it when Boss Zhuang came back.

In the spirit lock formation, Zhu Yan glared at everyone outside the formation with red eyes.

"My emperor will return eventually."

Listening to the chanting with a non-local accent, Xu Yuan knocked two melon seeds: "I didn't expect that there are monsters with secondary illness."

The villain who talks about his boss coming back to find a place in the conference usually doesn't survive three episodes in TV dramas.

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