Super Special Forces King

Since closing the car repair shop, Murong Dasen was unable to find food for a while. He did not have a certificate because he was already dead on the file.

If you don't want to have something to eat if you don't do anything illegal, then you need to do the lowest level of work, such as manual work, moving bricks on the construction site, and so on.

But now the work is better than before. Not everyone can enter and need ID registration or the like.

And he can only be a shady worker on the construction site. Half of the money is not bad, and he does the most tiring job. For example, he can get 200 for 400 a day.

This is also very good, at least for him, he does not require high quality of life, there is a place to sleep, can eat.

Fortunately, the construction site is in charge of the food, the food is enough, and there is still meat.

He is very satisfied with his current life. It is very tired to prepare himself every day, which can make him temporarily forget the previous things and live a lot better.

Almost every night after finishing the night shift, he would eat supper and drink a little wine in the streets he passed.

He was a drunkard in the early years, but he changed it all at once, and he would not drink nothing at all, and would not make himself drunk.

Because he knew he wouldn't see him like that if his sister was alive, so he quit.

The person who can quit addiction at once is terrifying, because his heart is unusually strong.

Yesterday, he just stopped by. He didn't want to care about Zhang Feng's affairs. It would be the best care not to affect his life.

But let him ran into him, and he was still an old enemy. What's more important was that they were so arrogant, so he couldn't let it go. But afterwards he thought about it and felt wrong. He actually showed his identity. This kid knew. I exist more.

Based on his temperament, it is estimated that he will be able to hide it by then?

In fact, there is a basis for him to do this. He has always felt that Zhang Feng has the right to know. As the only line of this family, he needs to face the bleak past directly in order to grow.

He will know one day. Sooner or later, what is the difference? It was because Murong Dasen would act like that. The reason behind the consideration was that his sister had said that don't let the children know about the past.

In any case, Zhang Feng already knows it, so let's go with the flow.

Now Murong Dasen earns four to five hundred yuan a day. Because he does all the dirty work, he never lacks work. He has two jobs a day, working at the construction site during the day and working as a human porter at the vegetable market at night.

He is serious, doesn't talk much, and has great strength, so the boss likes it all.

However, there are only a few people who like him to do things in silence. Those who work with him want to find a sense of existence in him, bully him, and step on him.

"What are you doing, do things quickly, it's almost the same for someone like you to come and eat this meal, get out and pick up the trash..."

In the morning when he was moving bricks on the construction site, he was scolded. He was a second-rate man. He was full of rage, smoking a cigarette and sitting there watching Murong Dasen.

If Murong Dasen did his job, he would be scolded and beaten, and Murong Dasen didn't get the money.

This person is a little backstage at this construction site. It is said that he is a fellow contractor, and he is the boss of the old lazy man. He is almost empty pay here.

Before Murong Dasen was not here, he had a great deal of free money. After checking the above, he reduced a lot. After Murong Dasen came, he did this kind of thing again, and Murong Dasen did all the work that was free. , So there is no empty payment.

"Yes, Brother Star!" Murong Dasen speeded up accordingly.

That kind of mere rumor is like a slave in ancient times, and this man named Xingge is a supervisor.

The low-status supervisors found the value of self-existence only when they arrived here. They felt that they were superior to these people. It was common to beat others, and Murong Dasen was beaten frequently.

Murong Dasen's posture is easy to make people have the urge to step on.

What is the coolest thing for Brother Star? Except for women, it is stepping on people. Of course, he has always stepped on men when stepping on women, looking for soft pinches.

Brother Xing kicked it over. He could have avoided it, but Murong Dasen didn't hide and suffered this kick.

The two bags of cement on his shoulders fell, and the cement bag was cracked with a big opening. A lot of cement powder sprinkled out. Brother Xing yelled and kicked again.

"You and he can do it, it's all money, do you know that you spilled the cement? Don't ask for the wages today!"

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you pretend it? It's waiting for cement. Can you afford it if you miss the deadline? How could you meet such a person, who can't hit me with a stick? Come and hit me. , Is there a kind? Come if there is a kind..."

Brother Xing was very handsome. Murong Dasen installed the cement without saying a word, but when he resisted, there was still a lot of cement spilled. There was cement powder all over the sky, and Murong Dasen was covered in cement all over his face.

"I'm doing..." Brother Xing quickly avoided. He wanted to kick again, but there was too much powder. If the cement is sucked into the lungs, it's not a joke. The cement will harden when it meets water, just like Men meet women like water.

have water.

\"Are you looking for death?" Brother Xing was furious.

But Murong Dasen didn't care if he continued to carry two bags of cement up there. After reaching the top, there were only less than half of the two bags of cement left, and they were all scattered on the road.

Because of this, he was beaten when he was eating at noon. He was not allowed to eat because his whole body was covered with cement, so he had no choice but to jump into the bucket of water and simply wash it.

The water was dirtier than his body, and a group of people quickly avoided it after he came.

\"It's really him!\" Brother Xing said silently.

This fits Murong Dasen's intentions. He is the only one who eats at this table. His bowl is very large. He picked all the good dishes and put them in his own bowl. They were all meat and white rice. Meat, that is the best match.

After he got it right, he squatted aside and gobbled it up. Although everyone had seen his abilities, he still couldn't accept it. No one would come to eat the leftovers at this table. Let's eat rice.

But here, except for Brother Star, who would bully him, no one else has bullied him. They are all suffering people, why bother people. Moreover, he does a good job. There has never been a complaint, and no one blames him for being stupid.

Looking stupid, in fact, he is not stupid at all, he will be the first to take the lead when encountering key things.

For example, when you receive your wages, your wages are settled daily. After you get off work, you will be paid at the gate, and you will go home after you have paid you.

\"How come there are twenty dollars?\"

Murong Dasen was standing in front of the checkout table, holding twenty yuan in his hand. The finance man across the table was a member of Brother Xing, and Brother Xing stood not far away watching.

Today, everyone's wages are four hundred yuan, and he usually won't say anything if he can take two hundred dollars, and take the money to leave, but today he only has twenty yuan, which is almost his bottom line.

Finance said: \"Rong Dashen, you lost two bags of cement today, are you deducting the money, don’t you? Hurry up and sign it!\"

The name he uses here is Rong Dashen.

The name is a little strange, big and deep.

\"It was Brother Star who kicked me and the cement fell to the ground!\" Rong Dashen fought hard.

But his reasoning struggle seemed so pale.

Finance was so angry: \"Do you dare to slander Brother Star, call me...\"

The two people standing behind squatted down on the ground with his hands holding his head and didn't resist.

After a fight, he found that his twenty yuan was gone, and he was angry: \"Give me the money...\"

\"Fuck it, it's so **** looking for a fight...\" the man said angrily, he was tired just now.

So he gave him another twenty yuan.

Rong Dashen returned to his temporary residence with his hurting body, but he didn't care about it at all.