"What are you still doing in a daze, save people!"

Just when everyone was still stunned for a while, a loud shout interrupted everyone's thoughts, everyone looked back, and couldn't help but shake their bodies, and even Zhan Jingyi couldn't help but look sideways.

An old man, who looked to be in his early sixties, his hair had long been dyed white with time, as if covered with a layer of winter frost.

His face is lean, angular, like an ancient mountain stone carved by wind and rain, hard and unique, his eyes are as bright as a torch, as if he can perceive people's hearts, and the blazing eyes reveal a deep wisdom and rich experience.

The wrinkles on the old man's face are not shallow, they are the traces of time, the imprint of life, however, these wrinkles do not make people feel his old age, but like the annual rings depicted, each of which is full of stories.

His eyes are firm and powerful, as if he can see through all hypocrisy and flashiness, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, with an imperceptible pride and confidence, which is his calmness and calmness after experiencing countless ups and downs.

His posture is as tall as a pine, although he looks not young, but his every movement is full of strength and vitality, but it reveals a kind of seriousness, giving people a kind of strong and powerful majesty.

"Here comes the head!"

Someone exclaimed, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, but was pushed away by the old man, only to see the old man pull up the empty cuff on his left side with one hand and stuff it into the waistband of his trousers.

"Come with me!"

As he spoke, he saw the old man pick up the shovel in his hand, wave it forward, and quickly take the lead in rushing towards the direction of the mine.

"He's the foreman!"

Zhan Jingyi was secretly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that the foreman who managed so many miners was actually such a one-armed old man who was more than half a hundred years old.

What surprised Zhan Jingyi even more was that the appearance of this old man seemed to be like a needle that fixed the sea, which quickly calmed down the hearts of the floating people on the scene.

After watching the old man walk into the mine first, the other miners were not to be outdone, and quickly followed the old man down the mine.

Looking at everything in front of him, Zhan Jingyi seemed to have an illusion, as if this foreman was a great general, and his appearance, accompanied by a strong appeal, was enough to make the surrounding miners shed their blood for him.

……

Obviously, Zhan Jingyi is not the only one who has noticed this.

Not far away, a young man followed behind a middle-aged man, his eyes looked at the old man's back, and his eyes flashed with a strange look.

"Brother Wang, he is the foreman!"

The young man asked the middle-aged man tentatively, only to see that Wang Yu, who was known as Brother Wang, nodded emphatically, as if his face was full of excitement and pride when he talked about the foreman.

"That's right, he's the head of all of us, God!"

Soon, Wang Yu talked endlessly about the Heavenly Lord, the Heavenly Lord's name is Song Tian, and asked Brother Wang to say that in this life, no one will accept it, so he will obey the Heavenly Lord.

At the beginning, because of a miner's words, he offended the guards of the factory, and as a result, he was beheaded in public.

Because of this incident, the conflict between the workers and the factory was completely intensified, and the workers set off a big riot, and I remember that night, the fire covered half of the factory.

Some traders, women, in this riot, became the victims of the first wave, dead and crippled.

Just when the workers felt that they had won the victory, the factory finally made a move, and an unprecedented and bloody crackdown began, with a large number of elite armed forces swarming out, and hundreds of workers died on the spot overnight.

At this critical moment, God appeared, and while he began to retreat with everyone, he hijacked the person in charge of the factory at that time, forced the factory to negotiate, and finally quelled the riot.

God's arm, just to hold the person in charge hostage, was cut off by the other party, if the knife was a little more offset at that time, I was afraid that it would not be God's arm that would be cut off, but his head.

According to Wang Yu's words, he still remembers that scene very clearly, the heavenly lord covered in blood, with a dagger against the throat of the person in charge, facing the dense factory guards around him, without the slightest timidity, with an almost roaring voice, ordering everyone to stop.

That picture, thinking about it now, Wang Yu couldn't help but clench his fists, feeling his whole body boiling, as if he had returned to that year, when he was still young.

In the factory, there are no temples, no Taoist temples, and all the miners, including those who live in the living quarters, have no gods to worship, and if there is, it will only be this god.

It was God's negotiation that allowed the workers to gain further freedom, and the monthly wages also increased a lot, and even the factory was willing to provide a lot of medicine for the workers to use every month.

And these benefits, before there is no God, are unimaginable.

Therefore, not to mention a person like Wang Yu who has experienced it personally, even the young people on the side only felt their blood boiling when they heard the story of God, and they picked up the iron manuscript in their hands and rushed into the mine.

……

"Hmmm! This guy may be a breakthrough! ”

Zhan Jingyi was pulled in the corner, seemingly pressed, but in fact, the three people who pulled him didn't use any force, and Zhan Jingyi was actually lying there very comfortably.

Originally, there were seven or eight people, including Liu Dadao, and now there are only three people left, all of whom were confused by Zhan Jingyi's use of hypnosis, and as for the rest, they were completely left in the mine by Zhan Jingyi, which can be regarded as a burial for Liu Dadao.

Zhan Jingyi was lying in the corner, looking at all this happening in front of him, his mind was also active, if there is the appeal of this god, then he will not worry about a rebellion, but the premise is ...... How do you convince him?

Looking at the old guy's blazing eyes, Zhan Jingyi knew that his hypnotism would not work for such a determined person.

There is another way, that is, to kill him and replace him himself, but this method was quickly dispelled by Zhan Jingyi.

Because Zhan Jingyi had noticed that in addition to the young man he saw that night, there were also several figures of suspected awakened people who also appeared around the mine.

Don't look at Zhan Jingyi acting, but he has been observing the surroundings with his powerful spiritual power, so Zhan Jingyi quickly locked on to a few unusual people around him.

The emaciated young man on the left, holding a shovel in one hand, but no one noticed that there were some bugs around the guy's feet from time to time.

But these insects did not approach the young man, as if there was something on his body that attracted these insects, but made them feel frightened and did not dare to come near.

On the other side, there was another person, an old man, with his eyes staring around, as if observing the movements around him.

If you look closely, you will find that this old man's eyes are very special, with pale yellow vertical pupils, like a poisonous snake coiled there, ready to attack at any time.

No matter how well the old man hid it, the kind of vigilance that he inadvertently revealed, as well as his slightly bent legs, could be seen by those who cared.

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