Chapter Twenty-Nine: Burning the Mountain of Garbage
"Cheers!!"
"Cheers!"
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On the wall of the restaurant, there is a famous painting of millions of Baileys that covers almost half of the wall, and the poor peasant kneeling on the ground with pleading and tears in his eyes is in contrast to the celebratory banquet in the restaurant at this time.
On the table, all the cutlery and even the candlesticks are sterling silver. The roast suckling pig was steaming hot, and a verdant apple was stuffed in its mouth to garnish it; Dried cheese, which is available in limited quantities every day in the boutique and costs thousands of belles at the size of a finger, is an expensive product that ordinary people cannot reach.
What was enjoyed by the nobles of the Goya Kingdom who were full of fat brains and big bellies was a bottle of luscious red wine that an ordinary family of three could not touch without eating or drinking for a year; Every piece of clothing they wear can bankrupt an ordinary family.
This is such a group of guys, who are toasting each other at this time, celebrating the arrival of the world's nobles in a few days.
"How's that going?"
"Of course there is no problem. How could such a thing as a garbage mountain be seen by the noble nobles of the world, the Tianlong people? ”
They stared at each other, sneering, and made no secret of their disgust and contempt for the inhabitants of the garbage mountain.
"If it's a normal situation, it's not like we can't be merciful and let that kind of lowly guy live in the garbage heap. But since the nobles of the world are coming to visit the Goya Kingdom, then they should be reduced to ashes along with the garbage! ”
"Aha, yes, that's right, the garbage should be burned!"
The aristocratic mansions were brightly lit, especially in the darkness of the surrounding city. But soon, this will not be the case.
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"Are you all ready?"
As it slowly darkened, and as the Goddess of the Moon shyly revealed her corner, several men in gray hazmat suits, gas masks, and muskets gathered at the intersection of the Garbage Mountain and the inner city of the Kingdom of Goya.
Among them, the person who seemed to be the leader asked the rest.
"Of course, all six intersections have been sealed, the water intake point has been destroyed by us, and everything is ready."
"Good."
The leader of the group of gray-clothed men nodded, but then looked at a man about half a meter taller than him, holding a large knife.
"If anyone wants to escape from it later, please ask Lord Brujam!"
"No problem, wrap it up on me!"
The man, who was wearing only a pair of thin trousers on the lower half of his body and nothing on the upper half, patted his strong chest muscles and smiled cruelly and excitedly.
"No matter how many people escape from the other side, they will be killed one by one by our Blujam Pirates. It's just a bunch of untouchables, and it's a waste of food to live. ”
"That's right, Boss Blujam is right!"
"Kill them!"
"Hehe, if a beautiful little girl escapes, we might be able to have a good time! Wha!! ”
Their evil words seemed to be unbearable even to the goddess of the moon, covering herself with a veil of dark clouds.
At about half past six o'clock in the evening, when I was at dinner time, there was a sudden smell of burnt paste in the garbage mountain.
"What's the matter, did someone accidentally catch fire while cooking?"
In a flat-roofed house made of old wood and masonry, the man sniffed and got up from the wooden bench where one of the legs was missing.
"I'll go out and have a look."
He shook his head at his wife, who was cooking in the house, and the shabby-dressed child who was waiting for the meal to be ready, and walked out the door.
In the garbage mountain, everyone's life is not very good. In order to be able to try to survive, the people who live here often help each other. If there is a fire in someone's house, people in the neighborhood will definitely go to help put out the fire.
The garbage mountain, as the name suggests, is a place where garbage is often piled up in the Goya Kingdom, and there are many 'hills' made up of garbage in it. Finding something useful from this pile of garbage, repairing it and selling it to merchants at a low price, or using it for themselves, is the way for the people living in the garbage mountain to survive.
For this reason, if it catches fire, it is very easy to ignite the garbage here and quickly engulf the entire garbage mountain. Therefore, in the vicinity of each garbage mountain, people have specially prepared several reserve water points to prevent this from happening.
"Bah, the garbage mountain is on fire!! The mountain of garbage is on fire!! ”
As soon as the man left the door, the soaring flames and black smoke came into his eyes. He turned around in shock and wanted to call his neighbors to put out the fire together, but he was horrified to find that red flames also came from the direction of the other garbage mountains.
"I can't care about so much, let's put out the fire here first!"
The man gritted his teeth, called his wife and children out, and the family ran together in the direction of the garbage mountain to prepare to put out the fire, but was stopped by a person running from that direction.
"Pock, what are you stopping me for, hurry up and put out the fire!!"
He was stopped by his distant cousin, a resident of the garbage mountain. At this time, he said to him with an anxious face.
"Adamu, it's useless! We don't know who destroyed the water tank we set up there, and the rest of the water points are the same! You'd better hurry up and go home, tidy up your belongings, and run for your life!! ”
"How so!!"
After Poke finished speaking, he didn't care about the despair on the faces of Adamu and his wife, dragged the package behind him, and rushed towards the exit of the garbage mountain.
He was not married, so he just brought some food and the wealth he had managed to accumulate and ran away. But when he excitedly saw the exit of the garbage mountain, thinking that he was about to get out of danger soon, he found that the exit had been stopped by someone with thick gravel and waste wood at some point.
"What's going on!!"
Polke's eyes widened as he looked at the sealed exit, and the monstrous flames that were gradually stretching behind him, and soon covered the entire mountain of garbage, tightened the package behind him, and climbed up from under the rubble.
Sharp shards of masonry left abrasions and scratches on his hands and legs, and blood slowly crept from his wounds. But his desire to survive clearly won't stop there. Ten minutes later, Polk climbed up the gravel pile with a smile on his face, waiting for a somewhat impatient face.
"Let Uncle Ben wait for you for so long, and use all your property to compensate!"
After saying that, this man reached out to grab the package behind Polke, of course he would not just give his entire wealth to this stranger with a fierce face, and immediately resisted.
"What are you doing! This is my thing! ”
"You're a shameless guy, aren't you? Then you go to die! ”
Finding that Poke actually dared to stop him, the fierce-looking man suddenly became angry. He drew his katana from his waist and slashed it at Polke's head.
"Ahh
Unexpectedly, his opponent would actually hurt the killer, and Pock developed a deep scar on his chest, and he fell to the ground and died quickly. The man who had killed him kicked Polke's body in anger and rummaged through the package behind him.
"Poor ghost, it's just such a small amount of money!"
Fiddling with Bailey in his hand, the man kicked Polke's dead body again, kicking him straight into the rubble.
He was the first resident of the mountain of garbage to die today, but definitely not the last. (To be continued.) )