In the past, although Shen Chong was a retired professional player and was a tough guy in a bar, his status here was not high, and he even became the target of others making fun of him.

If others weren't afraid of annoying honest people, no one could beat him even if he really started, and he would probably suffer more than just verbal jokes.

The employees in the bar are very mobile. It is normal for other employees to come and go, unless they are close to the backbone of the shareholders and bosses. This is not a so-called place to pay attention to brotherhood.

Unless you are special and can quickly get along with others, bar employees are just normal workplace interactions, and may be darker than ordinary workplaces.

Shen Chong has not worked here for a long time, only a few months.

In addition, he is usually taciturn, introverted, and not good at socializing with others.

After get off work, he never participates in group activities, and he doesn't go there if others call him. He goes straight to the cheap gym and sweats profusely, doing professional-level high-intensity physical training that seems meaningless to others.

So he basically has no friends here, but instead he is secretly discussed because of his uniqueness.

Slowly, Shen Chong's previous story spread in the bar, just a professional fighter who was forced to retire early.

Humans are very complex creatures that always seem emotional. When they see people who used to be well-off now, they may sympathize with each other and may be more likely to gloat.

The more mediocre people in the mortal world are, the more likely they are to build their own happiness on the misfortune of others.

The more violent the other party falls, the happier the person who gloats will laugh.

Especially Shen Chong seemed to have not given up. Many years have passed, but he still insisted on training. Others didn't want to drink with him, and he still regarded himself as a wrist?

Do you still want to go back to box?

Similar rumors slowly spread in the bar. If someone had a good relationship with Shen Chong and was willing to stand up and say a few words to him, perhaps all rumors would not be biased in a direction that was unfavorable to him.

Unfortunately, there is not one.

Over time, even neutrals who do not argue about this often wear tinted glasses to see him while talking about it.

Shen Chong's predecessor didn't care about this, or even if he cared, there was nothing he could do. He didn't think there was anything wrong with self-discipline. Even if he couldn't get back to the boxing ring, he didn't want to let the skills he had learned from years of professional training be wasted.

At worst, you can change your job after a long time. Anyway, you have changed countless places and jobs over the years.

Shen Chong doesn't care about this now. He came here today and resigned and left. In the future, everyone will never meet each other and they are just passers-by.

The new treasury machine at home is in a hurry. The Internet world of the new world is calling for itself, the B station boss in the parallel world, soaring into the sky is in the near future. I am still here to be a security guard?

I've not lost my wisdom again!

What's more, the security guard's salary is only more than 4,000 yuan a month. He is now lying down and getting a monthly salary of 5,000 yuan. He can't find any reason to cherish this job.

It was 7:42 pm and it was already dark outside.

A few neon spotlights were turned on in the bar hall, and colorful lights were slowly patrolling the hall.

The slightly dim ceiling lights shine, making the crowds in the bar look scattered at this time, and look like ghosts from a distance.

Soothing and elegant music echoed in the hall, and from time to time, men and women in groups of three or three walked out of the passage, rushed to one booth after another, or to the long bar.

But Shen Chong knew that this seemingly elegant atmosphere was a lie.

If you wait for an hour at most, there will be more and more people in the bar. The concert will be replaced with passionate singing and dancing music, and the rhythm of spotlights and various neon lights will suddenly accelerate.

More and more people will plunge into the dance floor or dance around their respective decks.

Screaming voices, twisted bodies, blurred eyes, and various desires mixed together are the themes of this bar.

As an authentic otaku, Shen Chong didn't like this kind of place at all. He even felt uncomfortable when he recalled the memories of his predecessor when he was on duty here.

In fact, my predecessor didn't like it here either, and he prefers to spend time in the gym, but he has no choice.

Shen Chong turned around and walked into the passage in the corner of the hall, turned a corner, passed by the entertainment staff lounge and dressing room, listened to the teasing of Yingying and Yanyan inside, and gently knocked on the door of the manager's office next to him.

"Come in!"

The voice of a middle-aged man was heard from inside, with a loud voice, but his momentum was slightly weak.

Shen Chong pushed the door and entered, "Manager Liang, I'm here."

A fat man in front was lying on a chair, raised his legs and placed him on the desk, staring at his phone with all his concentration, and poking his other hand straight on it, and the sound of BiuBiuBiu came.

He should be playing a mini game on WeChat and jumping.

This person is Liang De, the security manager of the Dongmen Store of Lehe Bar, a medium-sized Lehe Bar in Shu City. The official is not big, and it looks quite good.

I heard that he and the general manager of Dongmen Store are friends, so he is a relative.

Hearing the sound, Liang De turned his head slightly and glanced at Shen Chong, "Oh, a rare guest. Close the door and stand there for me first, wait until I finish playing this plate before chatting with you slowly."

He couldn't hide his teasing in his tone, which showed that he was very unhappy about Shen Chong disappearing out of thin air for two days.

As soon as he finished speaking, a jingling sound came, and he heard the system sound effect of failure, and he jumped away.

Bang!

Liang De threw his cell phone on the desk, held up his legs, rushed to Shen Chong angrily, "Damn it! You don't come early or late! The labor and capital have worked hard and finally jumped to more than 200 points, and are setting a new historical record, so I'll make you bad."

Shen Chong rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "Green Chicken."

More than 200 points are worth your beard and stare?

Give you a face?

It was a coincidence that he had just walked through it and jumped to earth in his previous life. A few occupants had a lot of fun.

Shen Chong played a few casually, and at first I found it quite interesting, so he jumped to more than 1,700 points manually, and then...

He habitually wrote a script, and he banned the game.

However, Shen Chong was not interested in helping Liang De get high scores, and he had no good impression of the other person in his predecessor's memory.

Shen Chong resigned when he came here, so there was no need to curry favor with each other.

He has never been good at this, otherwise he would not have been an otaku in his previous life.

"Manager Liang, I'll come here..."

Shen Chong did not answer his words, but planned to leave with a straightforward word.

I didn’t even buy social security when I worked here, and there were no procedures to hand over.

"Stand for me!"

Liang De scolded loudly and interrupted Shen Chong's words.

If it were Shen Chong in the past, he would have been honest and stood up with his legs, raised his chest and raised his head, and looked at him without looking sideways.

But now Shen Chong is not interested in serving him at all.

Not to mention the non-staff who kills demons, the otakus Shen Chong, is a thorny person.

He was not alone because he was timid or because he was thorny all over his body.

If others are polite to him, he is polite, and if others are swearing, he doesn't like to serve him.

He had been tolerant of Lin Zhishu before, all for Xinxin.

After all, Comrade Lao Lin gave birth to a baby daughter for him, and Entong recreated it.

He was so tolerant of Lin Zhishu that he was several times more tolerant of others.

But he was all angry with Lin Zhishu, let alone Liang De?

"Okay, it seems that I'm doing this today."

As Shen Chong said that, he planned to turn around and leave, muttering in his heart, "Damn it, the rule of law society has saved you."

If it weren't for my brainwashing of demon slaying, I didn't want to give the demon slaying the wrong impression of bullying the weak by relying on my ability and being deducted from merit, would I just be fooled with a bearish face now, do you believe it?

"Damn it! I'm so tired! Stop!"
Chapter completed!