The American kill line? I, a demon hunter, don't eat beef.

Chapter 14 Talent +1

Skid Row, 9 a.m.

This place isn't particularly big, but it's not particularly small either.

If they really wanted to recruit employees from there, it wouldn't be as easy as finding a needle in a haystack.

Even with Zhou Feng's snobbishness, scanning each place one by one was still an extremely physically demanding task.

So, the clever man came up with a foolproof plan.

That is, to stand guard next to today's food bank.

Whenever a homeless person comes to collect food, he can scan them with a snobbish eye.

Anyway, with Zhou Feng's current wealth of 20,000, he can be considered a big tycoon in Skid Row, and no one can escape his scan.

[Name: Bob Dylan]

[Biography: Originally an ordinary U.S. citizen, he drowned his own child after experiencing hallucinations due to the abuse of various enhancement drugs. He was charged with first-degree murder and sentenced to 30 years in prison. He was only released yesterday, but was forced to become homeless due to his inability to pay prison bills.]

……

[Name: Claude Bush]

[Biography: Originally an ordinary African American from a poor neighborhood in Los Angeles, he neither stole nor robbed, and through his own efforts, he went to university and became an electrical engineer. However, due to poor company management, he was forced to lose his job and was ultimately killed by a knife-line murder.]

……

[Name: Jason Stein]

[Biography: He once worked for a large Silicon Valley tech company, was proficient in various programming languages, but was laid off due to his advanced age. Later, his wife filed for divorce, forcing him to accept half of their assets and pay $3,000 a month in alimony. To escape reality, he became addicted to performance-enhancing drugs, and was ultimately killed by a lethal injection, leaving him homeless.]

……

An hour passed.

Zhou Feng stretched his neck; his expression was almost numb.

Skid Row certainly has a lot of talented people, but the vast majority of them are addicts who are already addicted to boosters.

If such a person were recruited into the team, they would only be an unstable factor.

Zhou Feng's only bottom line when hiring is that no enhancers have been used.

Because you can never imagine what those addicts would do for a dose of enhancement drug.

As time went on.

The food bank was closing time, and the number of people coming to collect food was gradually decreasing.

Zhou Feng sighed.

"Looks like we won't be finding the ideal employee today."

But just then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a middle-aged man in a black suit, with messy hair and a somewhat haggard expression, walking toward the food bank's stall.

Zhou Feng raised an eyebrow; this man's attire inexplicably reminded him of John Wick, the protagonist of "John Wick".

The same temperament, the same eyes.

He decisively abandoned his snobbish ways.

[Name: John Roger, age 43]

[Personality Tags: (Tough Guy) (Loyal) (Calm) (Cautious)]

[Biography: A retired member of a U.S. special forces unit, proficient in: firearms assembly, firearms shooting, security command, close combat, tactical maneuvering and infiltration, battlefield first aid and self-rescue, wilderness survival and hardship resistance, tactical planning, and special vehicle operation. Three years ago, he joined a real estate sales company. A year ago, his daughter suddenly experienced breathing difficulties, and after hospital treatment, a medical bill of $28 was incurred. The insurance company refused to pay due to "illegal medication use," and ultimately, their RV was mortgaged to the bank, leaving him and his daughter homeless.]

"Tsk tsk, as expected of the kill line, they can even kill such elites without hesitation."

Zhou Feng sighed, then walked towards the man named Roger.

He couldn't let such a talented person slip by!

at this time.

Roger had finished collecting his food. He thanked the staff and prepared to leave.

"Mr. John Roger, please wait a moment, I have something to discuss with you."

Roger was puzzled. He looked in the direction of the voice and found an Asian man staring at him.

"What can I do for you?"

Roger didn't understand how the other person knew his name, but he still replied politely.

Zhou Feng smiled and approached him, speaking gently.

"Hello, Mr. Roger, I was your colleague when I was working in real estate sales, and I have heard about your achievements."

"Here's the thing, I've started a security company and am currently hiring. I wanted to ask if you'd be interested in taking the job."

After saying this, Roger's face showed no joy, but rather a wary expression, and his voice was low.

"You're lying. I don't know you at all. You'd better explain why you're looking for me, or I'll shove your head down your ass!"

Zhou Feng was slightly surprised that he hadn't fallen for the trick; this person was far too cautious.

Personality labels really do live up to their reputation!

His expression remained unchanged. He stepped forward, his smile widening, seemingly possessing a magical quality under the sunlight.

[Deep financial resources] – Launch!

[Trust Level ↑↑↑]

[Favorability↑↑↑]

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Roger. I mean no harm. As I said, I do indeed run a security company and am indeed recruiting security personnel."

"I think you need a job right now."

Roger gave Zhou Feng a scrutinizing look. The other man was right; he did indeed need a job right now.

He also has a ten-year-old daughter to raise.

Furthermore, I have already applied to many companies, but without exception, all my resumes have disappeared without a trace.

In the United States, you need to provide your address when looking for a job, but his house had already been mortgaged to the bank.

Meanwhile, due to defaults on medical debt, his credit score (FICO) has plummeted to an extremely low level.

No reputable company would hire someone as high-risk as him, let alone the security company Zhou Feng mentioned.

He struggled internally, unwilling to believe that such a good thing would happen to him.

Seeing this, Zhou Feng added with a smile.

"Mr. Roger, you wouldn't want your daughter to live on the streets with you forever, would you?"

Upon hearing this, Roger's pupils contracted slightly, and the image of his daughter Lucy's adorable smile flashed through his mind.

a long time.

He sighed softly, "You've convinced me, sir."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Feng smiled and extended his right hand.

"Mr. Roger, welcome to my team."

"From now on, you are a member of my team. You can call me Zhou Feng."

Roger shook hands, his expression still serious, but less wary.

"Mr. Zhou, thank you for giving me this job. Please allow me to apologize for my previous rudeness."

Zhou Feng waved his hand dismissively.

"No need to be so polite, we are a family."

"Family?... "

Roger nodded.

He glanced at his watch and then said to Zhou Feng.

"Mr. Zhou, I've been away from my daughter for half an hour and I have to get back now. If you don't mind, let's talk on the way."

Zhou Feng naturally had no objection, so the two chatted casually on the way.

……

[Name: Zhou Feng]

[Title: Wealthy and Generous (Rare)]

[Wealth Points: 20650 Gold Coins (1 point = 1 US Dollar)]

[Strength: 1.3 (The constitution of a normal adult male in the Empire is 1)]