The orange lights illuminate the entire narrow board house.

Next to the incandescent glass bulb, a circle of colorful mists surrounded, like a rainbow after the rain.

After passing through a strange film, Han Tie appeared in the real space. He heard a shouting and insulting outside the construction site. This was a male voice in his thirties, with a sharp tone and a little harsh.

"Forehead."

Han Tie patted his head, and he felt a sense of being hollowed out in his spirit, and his spirit was empty, as if he had lost something.

A ball left in the nightmare body in the infinite space is mixed with the spiritual will of the torrent of the nightmare memory. This is a ball of spiritual will that is no longer pure. It is rejected by Han Tie itself and cannot return to its original body. It is left in the nightmare body.

The moment Han Tie left the infinite space, the small group of spiritual will became obviously darker, as if it had lost its vitality, quietly floating in the nightmare talent space.

Enduring the mental emptiness, Han Tie staggered to tidy up his backpack on the bed, patted the dust on his body, and picked up the iron key on the table.

The brand new security door of the prefabricated house looks a bit awkward with this simple prefabricated house. The two are like an alternative combination of the ** silk counterattack goddess.

Now, at 4:33 am, eight strong lights were hung on the construction site tower crane. The lights hit the ground and reflected a white light on the construction site, as bright as daylight.

After coming out of the prefabricated house, Han Tie held the key and frowned. He looked a little depressed and trotted towards the construction site gate.

Outside the construction site gate, three medium-sized trucks lined up in a long queue. The main light of each car was turned on, and two strong lights were emitted to shine on the construction subway door. The truck was pulling various construction materials and cement, etc.

"Damn, Old Man Sun is so angry today. He doesn't have that door open. He's dead in his sleep!"

A vulgar young man with long cheeks and a black mole on his nose cursed.

Next to him were seven or eight middle-aged men, all of whom were tired and sleepy, leaning against the truck tires smoking a cigarette.

"Mr. Chen, call the manager. He has a key anywhere. Open the door quickly and remove the materials. The brothers were busy for the middle of the night and were exhausted."

The middle-aged man standing next to the young man with a black mole said hoarse voice.

"Perce, wait for me. No one is allowed to leave if the materials are removed today. My brother is sleeping, and no one can disturb me. My god, his uncle, if Old Man Sun is not dead today, I will kill him. Damn, I dare to let me wait."

The young man with black mole ignored the advice of the driver next to him and said freely, his energetic appearance contrasted with the tired face of the middle-aged man next to him.

Just as he was viciously thinking about how to deal with the old man in the door, he didn't see the seven or eight middle-aged people next to him, all of whom had a look of contempt. The guy in front of him, named Chen Liuzi, was simply a weirdo. He gave his wife a project manager and regarded him as his grandson as his brother. He pretended to be a tiger's power, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

As the saying goes, the King of Hell is easy to mess with, but the little ghost is difficult to deal with. This guy is a typical little ghost who bites everyone and has a background in the underworld. People on the construction site are all trying to support their families and dare not speak out.

Hearing the sound outside, Han Tie quickly took out the key and opened the door to take on this part-time job. Although the salary is low, he must do his duty in one's business. It was three minutes late tonight, and he was quite embarrassed and ignored the shouts and scolds outside. When everyone has a temper, he has to take responsibility for doing something wrong. The shouts and scolds are just a few complaints.

Hearing the sound of the door unlocking, Chen Liuzi took a quick look, his face was magnificent, and he smiled viciously. The black mole on the bridge of his nose was shaking with his smile.

"I will give you a long memory today. I am an immortal guy. I dare to waste my time. It seems that you have forgotten the previous few times."

Chen Liuzi gathered all his strength on his feet and stepped hard towards the splashed crack in the door. If this kick was stable, the full strength of a young man would step on an elderly person, which would inevitably cause serious consequences, including bruises and swelling at the worst, and fractures at the worst.

Chen Liuzi knew Old Man Sun’s behavioral habits when opening the door. After the old man opened the door, he would stand in the center and push the two iron doors hard. His kick was just right.

One of the six or seven middle-aged people in the group behind Chen Liuzi wanted to go forward to stop him when he saw Chen Liuzi's behavior. This guy didn't know how to respect the elderly and love the young. If this kick was stable, the consequences for an elderly person can be imagined.

Everyone comes out to make a living, so why bother an old man who is guarding the door?

Just as he was about to step forward, the leader of the drivers stopped him with his hands and shook his head slightly next to Chen Liuzi.

Han Tie was in a trance. From the infinite space to the present, he was getting more and more confused. His brain was hollowed out and felt more and more serious. His crisp eyes became a little muddy, and his whole body exuded a lazy and decadent atmosphere. He was not like a college student or a young man full of vitality.

Having given up nearly one-twentieth of his spiritual will, he had side effects on the cold iron and showed it.

Spiritual will is originally a manifestation of a person's spirit. Those with firm and strong spiritual will show strong energy, bright eyes, and full of positive vitality. In layman's terms, it is full of infectiousness and personal charm. People with a weak mentality, do not seek progress, and have a mentality of just living it often give people a feeling of dullness and humility.

Chen Liuzi smiled slightly but was not a little slutty, and was vicious and vicious. Her big feet, wearing red sneakers, stepped hard towards the increasingly larger gaps.

But the next moment.

"thump."

A scream of falling sounded, Chen Liuzi stepped on the air, his body's center of gravity was obviously forward, and under the pull of gravity, he fell straight along the crack of the door, falling on the ground, making a thumping sound.

"Ha ha ha ha……."

A loud laugh came from the middle-aged driver sitting next to the truck and smoking a cigarette. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help laughing loudly. It was so funny that they wouldn't lose the rice.

"Okay, the door is open. Brothers, hurry up, drive in, unload the materials, and take the brothers to the hotel for a rest. This time I find someone who can take a hot bath and have a good time."

The leader of the truck driver smiled and called the drivers loudly. On his tired face, bloodshot eyes were mixed in his pupils, and the burden of life was pressing on his body. His originally burly and thick body exuded a contradiction of fatigue. Behind every man, there is a home to support his family, provide a good education for his children, and support his elderly parents. In this country where prices are becoming increasingly expensive, they have to get up early and go to bed late and be busy. The pain and sorrow are only understood by personal experience that life is not easy.

"Haili."

The drivers leaning on the truck tires replied with a loud laugh, then jumped up and entered the truck cab more than two meters high, skillfully operating the steering wheel, and the dull truck engine ignition sounded.

"Uh, what is the situation?"

Han Tie felt that he didn't understand the scene in front of him. After opening the door, a young man fell into the crack of the open door. Han Tie was speechless to the person in front of him. This was too anxious!

Han Tie felt a little guilty about his fault for opening the door late. In order to enter quickly, the young man in front of him fell at the door.

When he opened the door, Han Tie also heard the young man in front of him speak, but his brain was hollowed out and his consciousness was dizzy, so that he did not hear Chen Liuzi's scolding and vicious shouting clearly.

You will be guilty of your own sins and cannot survive.

If Chen Liuzi had no idea of ​​hurting others, there would be no immediate consequences. If he had left room and did not use all his strength to step on it, his body's center of gravity would not have shifted seriously, nor would he suffer a tragic fall. This scene in front of him was repeated, and the plot was unsustainable.

Han Tie is still in a state of drowsy and obsession. His soul operation is somewhat inconsistent. In the spiritual will that has been given up, will is an indispensable element in the operation of the soul. If a person consumes his mental power, he is more tired, but when his will is accidentally damaged, he will fall into chaos.

The soul is a whole constructed by four elements: spirit, will, consciousness, and mind. Each element is like a mechanical gear, and it must bite each other and form the soul's big whole.

The incompleteness of will makes the operation of the Han Iron soul a little inconsistent, but fortunately, the Han Iron strengthens the mind through the raw liquid. During the bus incident, the spiritual will that thirty ordinary people scattered in dozens of minutes were collected by the dream world into raw liquid, making the Han Iron spirit about twice that of ordinary people. As long as they rest for about two days, after the soul operation adapts to coordinate and operates again, the Han Iron can recover.

He is now awake, but his brain is very tired and empty, and his reaction to the outside world is a little slow.

"Damn, you're dead, Old Man Sun, you're dead."

Chen Liuzi ate a big frustration and shouted in anger. The sharp voice sounded like a quarrel between shrews, and even the dull roaring sound of the truck engine next to him was not covered.

"Damn it, who are you, Old Man Sun?"

Chen Liuzi stood up from the ground and looked at the 1.85-meter-old young man in front of him and asked, wanting to kick him, but compared to his body shape, he was a little hesitant. No wonder he stepped on the air just now. The young man in front of him was completely different from Old Man Sun. Old Man Sun opened the door, stood in the middle of the middle door, and pushed open the door together. The strange young man did stand behind a door and first pushed open the door.

"Oh, he's back home, I'll come for him."

Han Tie was a little drowsy and said slowly, not caring about the insult. After saying that, he wanted to walk into the prefabricated room next to him. He wanted to take a rest and restore his energy.

Chen Liuzi didn't want to suffer this loss and wanted to step forward, but seemed to have some concerns. Then the roar of the truck behind him sounded, and he had to push open the two iron doors hard to let the coming truck enter it.

But his gloomy eyes looked at Han Tie's back with hatred, muttering, no one knew what he said?

...

Entering the stuffy board room, opening the narrow window, adjusting the fan air volume, locking the security door, Han Tie fell to the bed, and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!