Chapter 62: Roland
With a revolver and a dagger pinned to his waist, Roland walked in the gypsy neighborhood with his younger brother, although he was a small leader of the Hungry Wolf Party, walking on the road with his younger brother domineeringly, any citizen passing by would subconsciously avoid him, which seemed extremely majestic.
But he felt that his life was like a walking corpse, and when he was 9 years old, his parents chose to send him to the factory because they could not support the excessive number of children in the family, and when he came to the factory, one of the factory supervisors told him that he could choose to leave the factory when he reached the age of 17.
Since that day, he has been working day and night in the factory, and other child laborers have a vacation every month, although there is not much time, but at least there is still something, perhaps because he was sent by his parents, so he does not have any vacation, eats a half-full stomach every day, does work that can never be done, and receives a meager salary.
When he was 12 years old, he and several child laborers managed to escape from the factory.
Roland, who escaped from the factory, immediately thought of going home, returning to his memory, the dilapidated but cozy cabin.
But when he returned home from his own memories, everything was different from what Roland had thought.
He ran to the neighboring house to ask about the whereabouts of his parents, but the answer was that the house built by his parents did not comply with the street management law issued by the city hall, and the house was bulldozed by the people of the town hall as early as 3 years ago, as for the occupants of the house, on the day the house was bulldozed, the couple left London with their two children, and no one knows where they went.
Young Roland felt hopeless about his future, and he didn't know how he would survive in the city after he left the factory, without his parents and without his own house.
With no family, no place to live, Roland survived in this icy city through food rummaged out in garbage cans, park benches.
Not only does he have to eat and sleep, but he also needs to be on the lookout for the city's traffickers and the vicious gangsters who haunt the night.
Rowland wandered around London for almost a year, just when he thought he needed to live like this until he came of age.
A crowd blocked him in the alleyway, and they forced him to join them, crowds all over London – pickpockets!
Young Roland had no choice, he reluctantly joined the ranks of pickpockets, in the pickpockets, he learned how to approach someone quietly, and then carefully pull his wallet out of his pocket, he also learned how to use a dagger, after all, pickpockets are not safe, when they are caught stealing, they always have to learn how to protect themselves.
In the pickpocket organization, every pickpocket has a fixed task every week, such as paying enough dues to repay the organization for teaching them skills, maybe Roland is very talented, he will quietly approach the target every time, and then successfully take out the wallet from the target's pocket, he has never failed, he seems to have been born to be a pickpocket.
Day after day, year after year, he grew up in the pickpockets, and Roland, who had been working for the pickpockets for almost four years, had become an adult.
In his adult year, during a burglary, he rescued a man with a knife wound to the chest and was dying in the alleyway, and he took the man back to his rented small dilapidated house to clean and bandage his wounds.
The man was badly wounded and slept all day, and just when Roland thought he was no longer alive, he woke up and asked himself for water and food.
When the man had finished drinking water and eating his food, he told Roland that his name was Paul Polanski.
In the past few days when Paul was recuperating from his injury, they talked a lot, and Roland even told Paul about his experience and occupation without reservation, and when Paul recovered from his injury and left, Paul told Roland that he would repay him.
Rowland didn't pay much attention, just smiled politely at Paul and sent him away.
The next day, when Roland, who had forgotten to pay his dues for the week because he took care of Paul, came to the pickpockets with trepidation, everything was different from what he thought, he was not scolded and punished by the management of the organization, they just politely asked Roland to leave the organization.
Roland was very puzzled, he knew how to deal with pickpockets who did not pay their dues on time, this time he had been mentally prepared before coming to the organization, but the organization politely let him leave.
Roland left the Order in confusion, and when he reached the outside of the Order, he was surrounded by a group of men with machetes pinned to their waists.
Roland looked at the group nervously, and just when he thought he wouldn't survive today, a familiar man finally came out of the crowd, Paul Polanski!
After Paul's explanation, Roland finally understood why he was not punished by the pickpockets, all because of the man in front of him.
Paul Polanski, one of the four top members of London's biggest mafia, the Hungry Wolves, was stabbed a few days ago when he was attacked by other mafiosi while he was out and the gang fled the attack point, fainted in the alleyway, and was rescued by a passing Roland.
In return, Paul invited Roland to join the Hungry Wolves and made him a petty leader.
Roland has never been so beautiful, no matter where he goes, there are a group of junior brothers following, and there are junior brothers rushing to do anything, Roland feels that he is extremely majestic!
But Roland was not happy for long, for he soon learned that the little leaders of the Hungry Wolves had tasks to complete every week, just like the pickpockets, and had to pay the dues required from above on time every week.
So where does this money come from?
Through the younger brother's explanation, Roland learned that the money was all obtained from the protection fees collected from various merchants, as well as the prohibited items provided by the trafficking organization, and the organization would only ask them to pay the dues they asked to pay, and if they could receive the excess money from the merchants, then the extra money would be put into their own pockets.
Seeing that the day of handing over the membership fee was getting closer and closer, Roland, who had no choice but to lead his younger brothers, one by one, into the merchants he was in charge of, and ask for a high protection fee that he once dared not imagine.