"I'm just a stall selling noodles. If something goes wrong, someone should take care of it..." Although the noodle stall owner said this, even a fool can hear his tone.

It carries a threatening meaning.

The man in the bamboo hat calmly put his arms on the table in front of him. His left hand was inserted into the right sleeve, and his right hand was inserted into the left sleeve. It seemed that he was doing this to keep warm.

He raised his head slightly, revealing his unshaven cheeks. With his image, it would be more appropriate to call him a tramp rather than a fisherman.

"Then what if...he doesn't have the strength to take care of the people he should take care of?", the man in the hat asked again, this time, his words finally had a slight ups and downs in his voice.

The noodle stall owner stopped what he was doing, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Then it depends on who is causing the fault, and who is the person who should be in charge but has no strength."

The man in the bamboo hat didn't answer silently, and suddenly pulled out his right hand from his left sleeve, still holding something in his palm.

It was a square seal, about the size of a fist, with a dark green body. The material looked like some kind of jade, with a ferocious evil ghost and a yin-yang double fish pattern carved on it.

"God is not willing to help me, but I am deeply abandoned..." When saying this, the man in the bamboo hat sounded sad, as if he was accusing.

The owner of the noodle stall slammed the table and said sternly: "So what! The way of heaven is ruthless and irreversible! Even if you hold an important position, you must not desecrate it! If you insist on doing it, you may destroy your cultivation for thousands of years!"

The man in the bamboo hat suddenly stood up and smiled handsomely: "Haha! So what's the matter! I have nothing to ask for in this life, but this is the only thing I must do!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed. Unexpectedly, the noodle stall owner had arrived opposite him.

The slovenly old man suddenly burst out with a terrifying and terrifying aura.

"I can see you letting yourself down! How can I allow you to harm others!"

While he was talking, the noodle stall owner reached out with a withered hand to the man in the bamboo hat.

At this moment, the man in the bamboo hat felt that what was approaching him was not a hand, but a towering mountain!

"Haha! What a great trick. If this wasn't Yijiang, I might not be able to defeat you!"

The man in the bamboo hat did not retreat but advanced. He raised the square seal in his hand and made it toward the noodle stall owner's hand!

A strange force surged from the square seal, and at this moment, the "Underworld" with a radius of ten miles trembled.

The noodle stall owner's hand stopped in mid-air, keeping a distance of about half an inch from the square seal.

The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he said angrily: "By using the Yin-Yang Seal in this way, are you really not afraid of being noticed by the underworld and falling into a situation that will never be recovered?!"

The man in the bamboo hat said decisively: "As long as this city is sealed off, even the underworld will not be able to detect it."

"You!", the noodle stall owner wanted to say something, but the space behind him suddenly opened, sucking his whole body into it!

"Just go to the underworld and stay for a while first..."

As he spoke, the man in the bamboo hat put the "Yin Yang Seal" back into his sleeve, and the space immediately returned to its original state.

He found a chair, sat down again, then reached into his arms, took out a thick notepad, and placed it on the table.

The notebook could clearly see signs of being soaked in water. He pressed his right hand on the cover of the notebook and said to himself in a deep voice: "I will fulfill your wish for you. Even if it is irreversible, it doesn't matter..."

…

Yijiang City, Nancheng District.

Liu Dahai, who had just finished working overtime, was walking home with heavy steps.

The street where Liu Da's family is located can be regarded as a major feature of Yijiang City.

They were two rows of bungalows surrounded by high-rise buildings. It is said that due to planning problems during urban reconstruction at that time, these bungalows were not included in the planning.

Liu Dahai's home is located in these two rows of bungalows.

Over the years, Liu Dahai has been working diligently, but the rate of increase in his salary pales in comparison to property prices.

The family has become accustomed to living in this bungalow for many years. Every time Liu Dahai said that he wanted to sell the bungalow and make a down payment for a building, his wife would refuse on the grounds that "our house may be demolished sometime."

In fact, Liu Dahai's wife certainly knew that it was basically impossible for this area to be demolished.

The reason is very simple. The land used for building buildings is obviously too small, and there are already high-rise buildings around it, so there is no way to start large-scale construction.

Liu Dahai works for the "Jianye Group". Recently, due to the murder of chairman Wang Jianye, there has been turmoil within the group. Many projects originally located in Yijiang City are facing suspension.

As a result, "Jianye Group" will inevitably lay off employees on a large scale in Yijiang City.

In order to avoid being laid off, Liu Dahai had no choice but to work as a coolie and take the initiative to work overtime in order to qualify for a promotion.

After many years of ups and downs in the workplace, Liu Dahai is very clear that in his current position, whenever there is a personnel change, he will inevitably be laid off. The only way is to get promoted.

But this is not an easy task. Liu Dahai wants to do this, and others also want to do it, so an overtime competition begins silently...

After all, it is a country with a large population. The so-called "involution" behavior is inevitable at all times. After working overtime until late at night for several days, Liu Dahai only felt that his whole body was sore, his limbs were extremely heavy, his eyes were wandering, and his chest would hurt from time to time...

Thinking of the "death from overwork" news he saw in the video before, Liu Dahai felt panic in his heart.

Liu Dahai is not afraid of death. It is a relief for him now that everything is over.

But Liu Dahai knew that he could not die because he still had a wife and a son.

Their son, who has just entered the first grade of primary school this year, is the hope of Mr. and Mrs. Liu Dahai and the only motivation for their survival.

Liu Dahai stepped on the thin snow and walked on the road like a wandering spirit.

By this time, the street lights had gone out, and it was the darkest moment before dawn.

Liu Dahai has long been accustomed to such darkness, but in order to prevent himself from accidentally tripping on something and causing a fall, Liu Dahai still took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight function for lighting.

Turning a corner, there is a row of bungalows not far ahead.

The lighting here is very poor. Even on a sunny day, there is basically no sunlight.

The bungalow surrounded by high-rise buildings looks so small, just like a portrayal of the life of people like Liu Dahai...

Liu Dahai usually didn't dare to look at those senior officials, because as soon as he raised his head, the feeling of being surrounded by powerlessness would make him breathless and almost suffocate...
Chapter completed!