In reality.

In the evening.

In a new community in Chunhua County, Xianyang, Shaanxi Province, there are 4 buildings and 2 units, and the second new house on the fourth floor.

A middle-aged lacquerer, with a cigarette in his mouth, leisurely paints the new wooden door in the master bedroom, while two young men sandpaper the snow-white walls in the second bedroom.

The putty powder on the wall has just dried today, and after sandpaper today, you can roll the latex paint again tomorrow.

In the sandpaper sub-bedroom, the putty powder from the sandpaper filled the whole room like fine snowflakes, as if it was a fog, and the two young people standing at the door and looking at it could only see two faint figures.

The two young men worked inside for more than an hour before they came out of it in disgrace.

"Ready?"

In the master bedroom, the middle-aged man who was leisurely varnishing the new door glanced at the two of them out of the corner of his eye and asked casually.

"It's done, Master!"

The young man, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, took off the mask on his face and replied with a grin.

Another young man, who was also taking off his mask, looked like he was twenty-six or seven, silent and did not speak. The face has a numbness rarely seen on the faces of most young people.

After another two minutes, the middle-aged man put down the small paint bucket and brush in his hand, patted the little dust on his hands, and said as he walked to the bathroom, "Okay! Do it here today! They all washed and washed, changed into clean clothes, and went home to eat. ”

"Okay! Master. ”

The young man of seventeen or eighteen cheered, and immediately removed the hat with newspaper on his head.

The twenty-six-seventeen-year-old man remained silent, but followed them to the bathroom to wash his face and arms, and changed into a half-worn black tracksuit.

In the parking lot downstairs, the three of them each got on a motorcycle and went their separate ways.

At the time of separation, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy once again said to the master in a sunny voice, "Master, let's go!" ”

And the twenty-six-seven-year-old still didn't say a word.

is also an apprentice, and the attitudes of the two people are completely different, and the middle-aged man's attitude towards the two is naturally completely different.

"Brother Ming, goodbye!"

When the teenager parted from the young man at the gate of the community, he also said goodbye with a smile.

The young man glanced at him with indifferent eyes, but still did not say a word.

The young man was thin and ordinary-looking. Whoever sees him will not feel the light of day.

To put it more bluntly.

People like him, walking in the crowd, are the kind of people that no one notices.

He drove his half-used motorcycle to the shade of a tree opposite the gate of the Mingyue Hotel in the western suburbs of Chunhua County.

Then he got out of the car and sat on the edge of the roadside flower bed, and took out a five-dollar pack of famous mountain cigarettes from the pocket of his thick denim jacket. Pull out one and light it, sit there and smoke silently.

The eyes seemed to look at the door of the Bright Moon Hotel intentionally or unintentionally.

Time passed little by little, from the evening to the beginning of the lanterns, and from the beginning of the lanterns to the middle of the moon, the guests who were eating, drinking and having fun at the Mingyue Hotel tonight had left one after another, and the eyes of the young people finally saw the male and female employees who walked out of the staff passage behind the hotel building one by one or spoke loudly or walked out quietly.

Occasionally, you can see one or two men and women carrying a basin to the nearby staff bathroom to take a shower.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the young man, who had almost exhausted most of his pack of cigarettes, saw a familiar figure laughing and playing with a tall man with a shaved head and walking out of the staff passage.

The young man saw with his own eyes that the man with the shaved board slapped the woman's buttocks, and hundreds of meters away, the young man heard a crisp sound.

Seeing this scene, the young man Mu Ran's face froze for a moment, his eyes drooped, and he continued to smoke half of the cigarette in his hand silently.

That woman is not ugly, but she is not a beauty either, she is just an ordinary appearance, and the most attractive thing to men is probably the plump big butt.

Seeing that she was about to walk to the door of the hotel, the young man who had been waiting for half a night threw the cigarette butt in his hand to his feet, stood up and walked over to ride on the motorcycle, started the motorcycle, and turned on the bright headlights.

The bright headlights attracted the attention of several male and female employees who walked to the door.

When the woman saw the young man riding on the bike, her footsteps stopped, and the tall man with the shaved board grinned and slapped her big ass again.

This time, she finally turned around and glared at him fiercely, and reprimanded in a low voice: "What are you doing? My boyfriend is here. ”

Hearing this warning, the man smiled, glanced at the young man on the motorcycle, and quietly took two steps to the side.

The young man never got angry, as if he had not seen or heard the two crisp sounds.

"You...... What are you doing here? ”

When the woman walked up to the young man, she smiled a little forcefully.

The young man didn't look at her, but lowered his head and poured out the last cigarette in the cigarette case and put it in his mouth, and when he took out the lighter, he pointed at the seat behind the motorcycle with the lighter.

Then as he lit his cigarette, the woman hesitated for a moment, and finally dragged his denim jacket and sat down behind him.

After lighting the cigarette, the young man turned around and drove back to the county seat.

…… About twenty minutes later, the two of them sat in a fast-food restaurant called "Interesting", and one of them had a ten-dollar fast food in front of them.

There are meat and vegetarian dishes, and there is also a kelp soup.

The LCD TV in the restaurant is playing game news from the game channel.

The hostess dressed in ancient costume counted the major events that have happened in various games recently.

Ninety percent of them happened in "Scarlet Rivers and Lakes".

The woman picked up a few grains of rice with chopsticks and put them in her mouth, the food barely moved, and her eyes glanced at the young man who was immersed in eating from time to time.

Seeing that the food on the tray in front of the young man was about to be finished, she seemed to have made sure that the young man had not seen her flirting with other men before, so she showed a natural smile on her face, cleared her throat, and asked casually: "Chen Ming, I asked you to replace the floor tiles in our new house last time, have you changed them recently?" I warn you, I don't like the tiles in the room! I can't marry you if you don't replace them with wooden floors. ”

Hearing this, the young man finally paused in his mouthful of food, and then took the last bite of the tray into his mouth.

When he finally took the kelp soup from the tray and drank it, his eyes were still not looking at the woman in front of him, but at the TV.

"Hey! Chen Ming, did you hear what I told you? I said, what the hell is wrong with you today? You haven't said a word since we met, I don't think you want to break up with me, right? I'm telling you, although we are engaged, if you continue like this, I will definitely not marry you! ”

At this time, the game news on TV happened to report the release of the recruitment post of the Aotian Demon God.

The hostess on TV was saying with a smile on her face: "The king is back!" Once the number one master player in the rivers and lakes, the Aotian Demon God has successfully taken revenge all the way in the past six months, re-emerged, and is unstoppable, and many people are speculating whether he will rebuild the Eagle Claw Gate, which was the most powerful in the rivers and lakes in the past. Just a few days ago, the Aotian Demon God gave us the answer with a recruitment sticker, on the recruitment sticker, he said that he would recruit ten masters with strong martial arts, promising benefits, which would be determined according to the level of the applicant's martial arts......

On TV, the hostess was still gushing and reporting, and Chen Ming's eyes finally looked at the face of the woman across the table.

"Are you going to change the wooden floor?"

The woman has raised her eyebrows.

Chen Ming, who had been looking at him all night, suddenly smiled faintly.

"I'm sorry, I'm not worthy of you, you go find a better man!"

This sentence, Chen Ming said after getting up, after speaking, regardless of the stunned look on the woman's face, he turned around and left, striding meteor, and did not look back.

Outside the restaurant, the sound of Chen Ming's motorcycle quickly sounded, and then in the long whining sound, he left a faint cyan exhaust and disappeared.

When the woman chased to the door of the restaurant, Chen Ming's figure was already far, far away.

The woman's eyes changed as she looked at Chen Ming's departing back.

"He must have seen it!"

Until this time, she thought that the reason why Chen Ming left her was only because he was seen by someone on the ass tonight.

About another twenty minutes later, Chen Ming returned to his new house in the county seat.

The living room was empty, except for a dozen or so paint buckets left after the paint had been done not long ago.

Taking off his coat, when Chen Ming walked to the bedroom, he had already taken out the straight mobile phone in his pocket, the kind of bargain that cost a few hundred yuan a piece.

The call went out.

His master's voice came from the phone: "Ah Ming, haven't slept yet?" What's the matter with calling Master at this time? ”

Standing in the bedroom with only a few pieces of half-worn furniture, Chen Ming's eyes looked at a very old game helmet at the head of the bed.

After a few seconds of silence, he spoke: "Master, I'm sorry, you and Ah Jian will do tomorrow's business!" If you don't give me the salary, it's fine. ”

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man's voice revealed doubt.

"What's wrong, Amin? Why do you talk like that? Master, when have I deducted your wages? If you really have something to do and you can't come tomorrow, at most, in addition to your salary tomorrow, Master, I can deduct all your wages? ”

"It's not a leave, Master, I don't want to be a lacquer maker anymore, you don't have to persuade me, Master, I've already thought about it."

…… After putting the phone back in his trouser pocket, Chen Ming walked over step by step and hugged the already polished game helmet in his arms.

The thumb of his right hand slowly stroked the two words on the top of the helmet, which should have been carved with a knife - iron hands.

He is one of the four heavenly kings under Yang Zhen in the past - Iron Hand.

(To be continued)