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

Chapter 42 Talent +1, Retired Firefighter!

Zhou Feng and his companion approached the newborn baby.

Unfortunately, although they immediately launched a rescue operation upon discovery.

But the little lives at this stage are extremely fragile and cannot withstand any external damage.

His chest had stopped rising and falling, his body was cold and stiff, curled up in a ball, his hands were clenched tightly, and his skin had turned a strange, morbid bluish-purple.

It lay there quietly on the ground, lifeless.

"FUCK!!!"

The man's eyes reddened, and he slammed his fist on the ground, looking dejected.

He felt saddened that he had not been able to save a life.

Zhou Feng stood to the side, his brows furrowed, and remained silent.

The scene before him was extremely impactful, even for him.

It's a cannibalistic society.

After a while, the man calmed down and turned to look at Zhou Feng.

"Friend, thank you for your help. May I ask your name?"

Just call me Zhou Feng.

"Zhou Feng? It's a pleasure to meet you. You can call me Anderson."

Zhou Feng nodded.

Anderson hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Zhou Feng, you're not a Tunnel Dweller, are you? Why are you in this godforsaken place?"

Zhou Feng was somewhat surprised: "How did you figure that out? I thought I was putting on a very convincing act."

"Judging from your clothes and appearance, you are indeed no different from us, but the people here would never do something so thankless."

Anderson pointed to the baby on the ground and sighed.

Zhou Feng raised an eyebrow:

"And what about you? You're also a Tunnel Dweller."

"I don't know either. Maybe it's because I couldn't bear to see a life disappear, or maybe it's because I've only lived in this sewer for a short time and haven't become like everyone else yet."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Feng turned his snobbish eye and began to scrutinize Anderson.

[Name: Anderson Rullier, Wealth: 35 Gold Coins (Viewable)]

[Personality Labels: (Still Has a Conscience) (Ordinary) (Loyal Guardian)]

[Biography: Originally a firefighter with the LAFD (Los Angeles County Fire Department), he was injured in a mission and became disabled after being discharged. His wife cheated on him and chose to divorce him. The law ruled that the two children and most of the assets would go to his wife, and he would have to pay additional child support. Unable to pay the child support, he was forced to live on the brink of death.]

Zhou Feng looked sympathetic. This guy was in a bad situation. His hard-earned fortune from most of his life had been eaten up by parasites.

Speaking of which, American marriage law is something else. He remembered that firefighters' retirement pensions are very high, especially those who are discharged due to injury.

They couldn't even afford to pay child support for these two children.

Hehehe, since that's the case, I'll take this talent!

"Dude, you guessed right, I'm not a Tunnel Dweller. I actually own a security company."

As he spoke, Zhou Feng took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to Anderson.

"My purpose in coming here is to find friends who haven't lost hope in life!"

Anderson instinctively took the card, glanced at it casually, and the four gilded characters of Northern Security shone faintly on the card.

"Security company? Looking for friends?"

He clearly didn't understand what Zhou Feng was saying.

Zhou Feng put his arm around his shoulder and they talked as they walked.

"Our company is like this... Ababa ababa... Our ideal is... Ababa, our goal is to break out of Asia... Aba..."

Zhou Feng rewrote the pie-in-the-sky promises he had made to Roger and his team for Anderson, making them even bigger and more complete.

He rattled off a string of clever terms, leaving Anderson completely bewildered.

He listened patiently to Zhou Feng finish speaking, then asked in confusion:

"I still don't understand, friend, why would the owner of a security company come to the sewers to recruit employees?"

Everyone knows this place is mostly populated by the elderly, the infirm, and the disabled. Why would they think of recruiting here? Shouldn't they post their ads in the city center or on job recruitment apps?

Upon hearing this, Zhou Feng's smile froze.

Oh no, this guy is smarter than Raymond and Carter, he actually knows how to question his authority!

[With deep pockets and abundant resources] Launched!!!

For a fleeting moment, when Anderson looked at Zhou Feng again, he seemed to see a bright ray of humanity in him, dispelling all the darkness in this sewer.

Sun! Loyalty!

"Ahem, I think you still don't understand what our company culture is, so I'll reluctantly explain it to you again."

Zhou Feng coughed lightly, stood with his hands behind his back, and said with imposing presence:

"That's giving everyone stuck in the mire a chance to climb out! Like someone as talented as you!"

"I believe you didn't intend to end up like this, so please answer me: would you like to become my employee?"

Anderson was infected by his atmosphere, even though he didn't know what was burning.

But as Zhou Feng said, he does need to work to support himself.

After retiring from his job as a firefighter, he had no other means of survival. If he couldn't find work, he wouldn't be able to pay child support. His car and house were also mortgaged. Once his credit chain broke, he would find it even harder to find work.

Anderson wanted to break this vicious cycle more than anyone else.

Moreover, based on their recent interaction, he felt that Zhou Feng seemed to be a very good person.

After thinking it over, he extended his hand to Zhou Feng and said solemnly:

"I'd like to join your company, boss."

Seeing this, Zhou Feng smiled and nodded.

She grasped his hand in return: "Welcome to the Northern Security Forces."

He then added:

"Do you know anyone else here in the same situation as you? The company is short-staffed and needs more manpower."

Anderson lowered his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head:

"Most of the people here are homeless because of drug use. The company probably wouldn't want addicts like that, right?"

"certainly."

Andrei fell into thought: "There is a group of homeless people gathered together to the east. I went there once before and found that they were in good mental condition and could communicate with each other."

"He doesn't seem like a drug addict. I think you could try your luck over there, see if there's anyone you need."

Zhou Feng nodded: "Alright, lead the way."

Anderson then headed towards the eastern part of the Los Angeles sewers.

Zhou Feng followed closely behind.

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[Name: Zhou Feng]

[Title: Wealthy and Generous (Rare)]

[Wealth Points: 70000 Gold Coins (1 point = 1 US Dollar)]

[Strength: 1.9 (The strength of a normal adult male in the Empire is 1)]

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

[Spirit: 2.0]

[Health Points: 100% (Dude, you can outlive a turtle.)]