Chapter 9 Rebellion against the Poor

Nanli Town, civilian area. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even in a small town like Nanli Town, there is a clear division between the rich and the poor, not to mention the nature of an urban city like Nanli Town. Most of the merchants who traveled between the southern Senluo Sea and the eastern lands were tainted with darkness, and their trade was not limited to ordinary trade. If you want to get more benefits, there will be people who will continue to touch the forbidden area, and when desire dominates morality, the dark side of the world will also surface.

Human Trade, Slave ...... All kinds of dark transactions that can be seen, although they are not as blatant as lawless here, still exist in the form of shadows in some unknown place under Nanli Town.

At night, most of the people in the slums fall asleep, and in order to face the pressure of survival, the people in the slums have to choose to rest early after the day's work, so as to maintain enough energy to face the heavy work of the next day. Despite this, the heavy pressure of work still weighs people down, and in the absence of background, the poor have to face one more pressure, exploitation.

How can people with backgrounds be classified as poor, but in the face of this kind of herd-like living force with no background and nothing to fear, how can the rich let go of this opportunity to make a fortune, even if it is just a small profit, they will not feel in the way.

In the garbage dump, the barking of cats and dogs fighting can be heard from time to time, and survival is also difficult for cats and dogs in this area and town. The cats and dogs in the slums are almost all stray cats and dogs abandoned by the rich from the urban areas, because every resource in the slums is extremely precious, and it is impossible to have spare money to raise these things that the rich man plays. On the contrary, these outsiders have become competitors for scavengers and beggars without work, and it is not uncommon for people to die without food.

"Meow!"

There was a commotion in a garbage heap, and the cats and dogs instantly withdrew from the area, like birds in the forest, and the garbage dump was empty. In front of a pile of rotten flesh, there was a black shadow, its body did not look large, it was slightly larger than these skinny cats and dogs, its whole body was shrouded in a large black cloak, one of its feet was exposed under the cloak, the white fluff was stained with some dark red stains, its left arm was a little swollen, and its head shook slightly under the hood, as if it was chewing on the rotten meat in front of it.

It is strange that these cats and dogs, who usually look like hooligans, will retreat, and all of them are waiting for the lord in front of them to eat early, and then leave some scraps. But they didn't seem to have much hope, because Rao was usually not enough to fill their stomachs.

This scene is like a hyena hiding in the distance on the grassland, eyeing the leftover meat of the lion king. Indeed, the only thing that made this group of beating-addicted hooligans retreat was the aura emanating from this lord. The aura mixed with corpse and bloodthirsty made them instinctively feel dangerous, not to mention that the invisibly emanating king's coercion was what really oppressed their instincts, even if this "human" didn't seem to be strong. But among the beasts, the division of ranks is more obvious, the beasts face the beast king, only the part of submission, even if it seems to be no threat now, but when it becomes an adult and becomes the true king of beasts, all beasts will submit to its coercion and power.

In this way, a group of hungry and thirsty cats and dogs with bright eyes stared at the "humans" in front of them, forming a circle, waiting for the monarch to eat like courtiers. The man ended his dinner, though it was not a good meal.

He graciously left some minced meat for the "courtiers", he wiped his mouth and licked his hands like a cat, a little unsatisfied, but it was very valuable to be able to eat such a free dinner, although it was not a good meal. Suddenly, he forcibly stopped this, and a hint of melancholy flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was so unhappy about eating this free dinner.

The ears under his hat moved like a cat's ears, and an imperceptible sound reached his ears accurately. Like a frightened cat, he disappeared in a flash. Suddenly, the group of "hyenas" swarmed in, and the garbage pile became noisy again.

Soon after the man disappeared, the garbage heap was greeted with guests, and the cats and dogs dispersed and wailed in a complaining voice. Why is the garbage dump so lively today? It's not easy for cats and dogs to be these days!

"Dead open! Little cubs, dinner is over! Now it's Lao Tzu's turn!"

A tattered iron bucket rolled through the area where the cat and dog were with a drunken scolding sound, and there was a commotion, I really didn't know that this old drunk had such accurate footwork.

A patched, drunken old man swayed over as he rummaged through the pile of minced meat, and finally angrily threw the empty flask at the cat and dog.

"Meow!"

A cat was hit in the tail and jumped to the maximum height it could reach in this life.

"Stinky cubs, well done, I cleaned up before I came, and I didn't leave any for Lao Tzu!

The old drunken man cursed, still unwilling to rummage on the ground, his tongue reluctantly searching for the remnants of the liquor at the corners of his mouth. The pale yellow hanging from his beard was skillfully tucked into his belly.

The search was fruitless, and the old drunk could only sigh and take these cats and dogs out of anger. But the cats and dogs have long since seen the situation and slipped away.

Suddenly, there was another burst of chickens and dogs, and on the other side of the garbage dump, the lights were on, and the shouting and scolding were like thunder ringing in the ears hundreds of meters away.

"Stinky boy! You're stealing the chickens again!Sooner or later, you're going to throw your two bastards, one big and one small, to the sea to feed the beasts!"

Sure enough, almost the next moment he heard the sound, a high burst of dust rose from the direction of the sound source in the eyes of the old drunkard, and the stench of fermented garbage hit this side together.

Seeing this, the old drunkard skillfully stretched his body, pulled the rusty old arms and legs, and made a preparatory action for the start, as if this situation was commonplace.

Two figures in the distance quickly approached, led by a young child, followed by a fierce woman like a small mountain bag. The fat on the woman's body shook frequently with each step, and even the majesty on his chest, which had been piled up more majestic but drooping by the fat, swayed with it. , but it is difficult to make people angry in the belly, and it only makes people feel cold.

The child flashed past the old drunkard like the wind, carrying an emaciated old hen in his hand. He gave the old drunk a look and ran away without looking back.

The old drunkard's eyes lit up when he saw the hen, as if he had returned to the spirit of twenty years old. Looking at the young man's running away figure like a rabbit, he seemed to see himself when he was young, and he couldn't help but sigh that time had passed. However, the giant mountain behind him made him have to interrupt his thoughts, otherwise it would be bones that would be broken.

The preparatory actions have already been prepared, and the old drunkard said "yo he", and he left a trail of smoke as if flying. Only the panting fat woman was left and continued to scold helplessly in place.

An old and a small figure flashed through a pile of garbage cans, and a glittering white eye lit up. The running child's back was cold, and his eyes looked in that direction, but he didn't find anything, shrugged his shoulders and flashed by.

"Little White ......"

"Well, let's make up for it today......"

In the darkness, two voices came from that darkness.

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