136: Have you ever considered that the child is not yours?

Shen Bei directly engaged in a black-eat-black scheme and fled!

For Shen Bei, as long as the drugs didn't cause any problems, by the time the elderly victims realized they'd been scammed and reported it, the police likely wouldn't bother with it.

They couldn't even handle Martial Artist matters, so how could they have the leisure to deal with such a trivial thing?

And Boss Li's kind of 'shady' operation always moved from place to place.

He absolutely dared not stay in one location for too long.

Who knew if these 'dads and moms' had Martial Artist children?

They'd beat his brains out.

Moreover, Shen Bei now saw the Wuling Hongguang minivan, because the license plate of a Wuling Hongguang was exposed during his last failed reconnaissance of the Apocalypse Cult.

Before getting into the car, Shen Bei habitually glanced at the license plate.

It wasn't from out of town, it was from out of province!

So why hesitate? Just go for the black-eat-black!

There's a saying: When your wealth exceeds your understanding, wealth will flow into society in other forms.

This was true for both the elderly and for Boss Li.

This is called 'the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind'.

As for what to do about the money lost by the elderly?

It has nothing to do with me, Shen Bei, Boss Li was the one who scammed them.

I just robbed Boss Li's money.

...

Amidst the chaos.

By the time Boss Li reacted, Shen Bei had already vanished.

He never dreamed that after walking the Jianghu for so long, he would still encounter a black-eat-black situation!

As for whether the police would actually get involved, Boss Li no longer cared.

In professional jargon, it was 'the ground is uneven'.

He quickly withdrew and fled.

He slipped out the back door, got into his car, and was about to drive away.

But the laborers had seen everything.

It was fine for Shen Bei to run, even to run with the money, he was a Martial Artist.

His inherent status was a step higher than ordinary people, who dared to say anything?

But Boss Li trying to run? That wouldn't do.

Their wages hadn't been settled yet!

"Settle your grandmother's leg!"

Facing the laborers blocking his car, Boss Li cursed: "I haven't even gotten a single cent yet! You find Shen Bei, get my money back, and then I'll settle with you, that's it!"

The laborers were not to be trifled with either.

They picked up bricks, ready to smash the car.

But Boss Li was no pushover; he pulled out a handgun, his face ferocious: "Get lost!"

The laborers' expressions turned to fear; they all raised their hands and cleared the way.

This was a handgun; they couldn't risk their lives for money.

"Damn it!"

Boss Li spat, a triumphant look on his face, and drove away.

On the road, Boss Li grew angrier the more he thought about it, being black-eat-blacked by a laborer, how humiliating.

He drove out of Lingnan City, parked by the roadside: "Damn it, the locals are really too impolite!"

Boss Li couldn't take it anymore and started searching for his phone, then made a call.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

"Brother Sun! It's me, Little Li!"

Boss Li's tone was very respectful.

Brother Sun on the other end of the line laughed: "Didn't you go into the 'outer eight gates' business, kid? I heard you're doing well, it's rare that you still remember your Brother Sun."

"Look at you, saying that." Boss Li chuckled: "I've just entered your territory, haven't I? Just thought I'd come see you."

"Oh?"

"I just finished a job in Lingnan City, and my next step is Changtu County. Brother Sun, want to come have some fun?"

"No time." Brother Sun paused and said: "Recently, the state's policy on Martial Artists has changed, and we're planning a protest, completely swamped."

"Come on, come on." Boss Li sincerely invited: "Whatever amount of money this job in Changtu brings in, I'll give it all to you. Oh, and someone also robbed me of over 200,000, if you get it back, it's yours too."

"That's interesting, call me when you get to Changtu, and we can talk in more detail, I need to pray now."

"Brother Sun even believes in religion now, truly devout. Alright then! I'll call you when I arrive."

...

Shen Bei leisurely walked out of the bank.

The money he had robbed was directly deposited into the bank.

Although the staff asked Shen Bei how he got the money.

He certainly couldn't explain it clearly.

But Shen Bei directly showed his Martial Arts University student ID, and the staff immediately shut up.

They obediently converted the cash into digits on a bank card.

This was the advantage of a Martial Artist; problems that troubled ordinary people were nothing to a Martial Artist.

"How will tomorrow's settlement panel calculate this?"

Shen Bei wondered curiously.

If the wages were calculated as over 200,000, then could he rob employers in the future?

If it was a normal settlement, would this 200,000 also count as 'wages'?

Of course, Shen Bei wasn't concerned about the money itself.

Rather, he was curious about what kind of reward the settlement panel would give him.

Handing out flyers was just a bit of talking.

He barely exerted any effort.

Shen Bei decided not to think about it for now; the answer would be revealed tomorrow.

...

Labor Market.

Shen Bei squatted for work again.

The few laborers who had been handing out flyers also gathered around, all smiling.

Shen Bei naturally knew what they wanted to do.

"Shen Bei, everyone worked hard, do you think you could take out some money as wages? We don't mean anything else, it's just—"

Before they could finish, Shen Bei interrupted them with a serious gesture, pressing his hand down repeatedly.

His tone was filled with a shameful righteousness:

"Want to get wages from me? My share doesn't even have a place to be claimed yet!"

Shen Bei continued: "That's the hard-earned money of the elderly. Who could bear to see them scammed? Think about it, if those were your parents, wouldn't you feel heartbroken? I already handed it over to the patrol station, so the police can return the money and not break the hearts of the elderly!"

"This is called conscience!"

Shen Bei, with a sincere expression, spoke words that resonated like thunder.

The laborers looked ashamed, feeling inferior, and apologized repeatedly:

"We were of low character."

"Alas, I should have had Shen Bei's awareness long ago."

"I was heartless."

"Shen Bei is a good person."

"No more talk, no more talk, let's wait for work."

...

Shen Bei clicked his tongue.

It's not that I want to bully you guys, it's just too hard for me to spit out what I've swallowed.

This damned personality.

I'll definitely change after I die.

I swear on a lamp.

After a while.

Another employer arrived.

This time it was a big job.

Steel structures.

This Boss briefly introduced: "The work is a bit tiring, you need to carry the steel structure components to the construction site and then assist the welders with welding."

The laborers were a bit confused.

Generally, steel structures are large items and require cranes to assist with the work.

Why were they using manual labor?

The Boss explained: "Mainly because the ground at the site is too soft, and the crane is prone to sinking. The components weigh around 500 catties, a few people can lift them."

Shen Bei never picked and chose his work, unless it was a technical job he couldn't do; he was the first to sign up.

Soon, this Boss selected over twenty people, and they all went to the construction site together.

The construction site was a newly built factory.

Steel structures are used for building factory workshops in the early stages.

Before even reaching the entrance, they saw a crane stuck in a dirt road, busy with rescue efforts.

The Boss urged them a few times, telling the crane to get moving quickly.

The driver expressed helplessness, stating that it had rained yesterday, causing the road to collapse, and they needed to wait for a 50-ton excavator to tow it out.

The Boss cursed a few times.

He then motioned for the group to get out of the car and walk into the factory.

The interior of the factory was also a muddy dirt road, full of potholes and many puddles.

Stepping on it, one couldn't even stand steady.

But the foundation of the factory building already had a concrete road surface.

Not far on the other side were the steel structure components.

The laborers needed to carry the components into the workshop for the welders to weld, and then wait for the crane to arrive to hoist them into place.

It seemed the rush for construction time was quite tight.

"Come on, come on, let's start working. A few people form a group, arrange the pieces as the welder tells you, especially during welding, the force must be steady, no shaking!"

The Boss instructed, and the laborers began to work.

Approximately five people formed a group to carry one workpiece.

The workpiece was easy to handle; Shen Bei hooked his fingers onto the edge of the I-beam, and with little effort from a few laborers, they lifted it and moved.

After continuously carrying two workpieces.

Under the welder's direction, they began to align the workpiece: "Move the back end a little to the left, good, good. You, lift this side up slightly."

Shen Bei squatted beside the welder, said "Oh," and slightly increased the upward force in his hands.

"Good, good, don't move, don't move anymore, I'll tack weld a few points, then you can let go."

The welder connected the electric wire to the component, put on his welding helmet, and held the MIG welding gun.

Shen Bei blinked, maintaining his posture and strength, afraid that his side would cause a misalignment.

Sizzle~~~

Sizzle~~

The welder struck the arc twice, successfully igniting the welding wire.

But Shen Bei cursed.

The arc's strong light from striking was so white it was almost blue, so bright it was almost purple, as if all the light in the world had converged and burst forth in an instant.

The intense brightness was like countless sharp needles simultaneously piercing deep into Shen Bei's pupils.

It was more uncomfortable than staring directly at the sun.

Instantly, his vision was filled with a black shadow, the whole world turned grayish-blue, as if something had grown on his eyeballs, lingering on his retina for a long time.

Shen Bei quickly turned his head, avoiding the welding light.

"Don't move! A little back." The welder shouted.

Shen Bei turned his head and gently pushed the component again.

Sizzle~~~

Holy crap!

Shen Bei was strongly dazzled again.

"Can't you say something before you tack weld? You've already dazzled me several times!"

Shen Bei said with some dissatisfaction.

The welder laughed heartily, waving his hand: "Alright, tack welding is done, you can all let go."

"Little brother." The welder lifted his helmet, looking at Shen Bei with a playful smile: "Do you know how I learned to be a welder back then?"

"The old master would just press your head down and suddenly strike the arc. If you couldn't close your eyes, you deserved to be dazzled, haha."

Shen Bei's expression was calm: "I'm not here to learn electric welding."

The welder's expression was earnest, not faking it, as he said: "You're still young, you should learn a skill to support yourself. How long can you just do heavy labor? Work with me, I'll teach you electric welding."

Shen Bei scoffed: "You old man are so wicked, doing this stuff kills sperm."

The welder was stunned, then burst out laughing: "There is that saying, but I've been a welder since I was young, it's been over twenty years now, and I'm fine, aren't I? I have three children at home."

Shen Bei's single sentence completely broke the welder: "You never... doubted it?"

Welder: ???