"Which of you gang dares to make trouble here. ”

"What nonsense, go up and chop them up. ”

"You... Big... Patriarch. Someone in the big man recognized Qiluna and stumbled out her official position.

"The Patriarch, which is the Patriarch, you are mistaken, how did she come here, you can see again. ”

"Indeed... It was indeed the Patriarch, who quickly put away his weapons. ”

"Which of you is in charge here?" asked Murphy.

"I am, what's the matter with you, it was all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. ”

"We... We... Patriarch, what are we doing here?" Murphy didn't know what to do next, so he stepped back to Kiruna's side and asked in a low voice.

"Whew, teach them a lesson. Mu Chen couldn't accept the association in front of him, and went out to breathe because he wanted to deny everything he saw, but he couldn't feel at ease and came back.

As soon as Mo Cheng rolled up his sleeves and was about to make a move, Qi Luna on the side rushed up, knocking several big men to the ground with three punches and two kicks, although each nose was blue and his face was swollen, but they were all flesh wounds, and they did not hurt the vital point.

Seeing this, the ragged young man hurriedly hid in the corner, staring intently at Qiluna, and when she stopped, he immediately knelt at her feet and kowtowed repeatedly, begging the Patriarch to help him.

"Kid, you'll talk about it later, you shut up first. Seeing Mu Chen speak, Mo Cheng went up and dragged the young man to cover his mouth.

"Which of you is the head?"

"I'm here, lord, Patriarch, you spare us, we didn't mean to contradict, don't be like us. ”

"Is this an employers' management association, and why are you here, the staff of the association?"

"Master, this is the Employer Management Association, and we are the staff. ”

"Phew, when is it the turn of the Rogue Ruffian Management Association, you guys tell you the truth, where are the original staff. ”

"Master, I'm telling the truth, before..." The leader explained the changes of the association in recent years to Mu Chen, after the pioneers left, the imperial power increased the management of the employers, and the association also changed from the original half-profit and semi-public welfare organization to a tool for the nobles to collect money, the fees charged are getting higher and higher, and the payment to the employers is getting less and less, the villages with rich lives directly contact the employers, no longer through the association, those who have no money can only resign themselves to fate, and there is no free help, and the employer management association has been forgotten after a long time, and now it is all direct contact between the two sides, and the association has lost the coordinating role of the intermediate platform。 These scoundrels took ownership from the former president and opened it in the slums, for the sake of the nobility's annual symbolic subsidy, and had no intention of seriously running it.

"Why don't you abolish unnecessary institutions and give subsidies every year, so that you scum can manage them is simply ruining the achievements we left back then. ”

"You're right, we're scum, we're scum. Employers who have the ability and a way out have long stopped relying on the association, and they have not been laid off because there are still some employers who cannot be self-reliant, most of them are not at a high level, and the commissions that can be solved are limited. Villages and towns that are not wealthy do not have enough money to hire experts, and they are not afraid that the consequences and effects will be too serious, and they will send troops and mobilize the people, and they will be overwhelmed by us, and the mercenaries who have no way out will come in handy, they have no backers, they work hard, and they can be sent away with a small amount of money, which is much more cost-effective than the nobles and lords to come forward to solve it, so the association is retained. ”

"Hmph, money, after all, it's all about money. We've gone back to what humans want us to be, and we've lost our personality. Mu Chen walked out of the wooden house, looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Patriarch, what are they going to do, and what about this kid?" asked Mocheng.

Qi Luna didn't respond, and followed Mu Chen out, the two sisters also heard the conversation inside the door, and when they saw Mu Chen going out, Chunyue wanted to come forward to persuade her, but was stopped by Jiayue, shaking her head and saying, "Let him be quiet by himself, let's not disturb him first." ”

When the young man saw the Patriarch leaving, he followed behind him, begging around her in the hope that she would promise to help him, but Qiluna only stared at Mu Chen, ignoring him at all.

"Shut up, and I'll kill you if you say one more thing. Mu Chen's eyes showed a fierce light, and his voice was calm and low.

Jiayue took two steps and one step at a time, hurriedly stepped forward to cover the young man's mouth, and whispered softly: "If you don't want to die, don't say it again, we will take care of your affairs." ”

After a moment of silence, there was the sound of soldiers' armor in the distance, and following the sound, the two teams of guards opened the way and walked neatly in front of the carriage of the imperial assistant eunuch in the same city, and Wei Gonglu came.

The inhabitants of the slums all came out to see the excitement, they didn't know why so many big people appeared here today, first the patriarch who taught the guild bully, and now the representative of the city's nobles, the imperial co-supervisor. What the hell is going on in this desperate place.

Wei Gonglu got out of the car and went straight to Mu Chen, and asked with concern: "Why did you get here, just ask me this old friend if you want to know what, and do it yourself." ”

After Mu Chen and the others went out, the housekeeper reported a letter to Wei Gonglu, and he didn't bother to ask carefully, so he brought the guards and followed him in a panic.

"Can you tell me the truth, old fellow, this is the Mercenary Management Association, the Mercenary Management Association, the place where my people make a living, the place where my people integrate into human life, and where my people are not seen as monsters. Come, look, look at what's in charge here, who made you change the rules, and who made you treat us like this. Mu Chen grabbed Wei Gonglu's sleeve and pulled him to the door, pointing at these ruffians and yelling angrily.

"Mu Chen... Mu Chen, this matter is not something that the old man has the ability to control, the old man is also heartbroken when he sees this, which leads to the complicated reasons for the current situation, you and the old man go back first, and I will explain to you slowly, this is not the place to talk. ”

"Go back with you? When I go back, find a bunch of nobles to deceive me? No, I'm not in the mood to listen to it for any reason, I don't embarrass you, but there is one thing, if you want to follow me again, don't blame me for ruining our friendship for many years. After speaking, Mu Chen walked towards the depths of the slum without looking back, and the other four people and the young man who came to ask for help hurriedly followed.

"Mu Chen, Mu Chen..."Wei Gonglu tried to stay, but failed, so he pointed the finger at the ruffian in the house, and roared angrily: "Come on, put them in prison, and no one is allowed to approach without my order." The dilapidated house was set on fire, notices were posted throughout the city, and the Employers' Management Association moved into the House of Nobles, which was temporarily placed in the custody of the Secretary for Political Affairs. ”

After receiving the order, the guards went into the house to arrest the people, and then set the wooden house on fire again, and saw that the lively residents scattered and fled, and Wei Gonglu also got into a carriage and turned back to the house, and the lifeless streets were stark because of this fire, adding to the color that there were still people alive here.

Mu Chen and the others attracted the attention of the residents as they walked, some were afraid, some were curious, some were disdainful, no one dared to greet the patriarch like in the city, and no one dared to greet them with a smile, they all kept their distance and remained silent.

"I'm hungry and looking for a place to eat. Mu Chen said.

"Who of you knows where there is a restaurant or a teahouse?" asked the crowd around him.

No one accosted them, but someone reached out to indicate the location, and following the direction of their fingers, they found a stall, two round tables and eight chairs, full of scoundrels with bald heads and tattoos, they were talking and laughing, and they didn't pay attention to Mu Chen's arrival.

"Get out. Mu Chen patted a scoundrel's head and said.

"You—" The scoundrel was knocked to the ground by Kiruna's punch as soon as he turned around, and he fainted.

The rest of the people got up and prepared to fight back, but before they could make a move, they were all subdued by Kiruna, one of the eight unconscious, seven dislocated arms, and fell to the ground wailing.

"Get out of my field of view in ten seconds, or I'll kill you. ”

"Ten, nine, eight..."Mo Cheng began to count as Mu Chen said.

The seven struggled to stand up, flung their arms and fled in all directions, and the unconscious one suddenly stood up and disappeared into the crowd.

"My lord, this is a small business, don't embarrass our mother and son. The female stall owner said with a frightened look on her face, protecting the child in her arms.

"Pack this up, what's on it, here's it for you. Mu Chen threw out a bag of gold coins on the table full of dishes and stains.

The stall owner took the money bag with trembling hands, and when she opened it, her already frightened expression became even more stunned, and she quickly cleaned up the table after a few seconds, not caring about the child who was still sobbing with her thighs in her hands.

In the face of Mu Chen's abnormality, the four of them didn't say a word, and sat down quietly around the dining table, he was still expressionless, looking down at the table in a daze.

The female stall owner brought two plates of steamed buns and explained softly: "My lord, you can eat the steamed buns as you like, I will give you a few more pot soups later, the shop can only do these, please understand." ”

"Got it, you can get busy. Mu Chen grabbed the palm-sized bun, bit off half of it in one bite, the meat filling was plump, and the oil dripped down his hand.

He didn't care about it, he ate all the two plates of nearly ten buns in a row, during which the female stall owner brought a bowl of cooked soup to each of them, and then brought two more plates, seeing Mu Chen's eating appearance and the chopsticks that others had not touched yet, he hurriedly added a few more drawers to the steaming drawer.

Mu Chen wiped his hands, looked at the buns that had just been served, then looked at the four of them and the young man standing behind Qi Luna, and said bluntly: "Eat, you can also come over and give him a bowl of soup." After saying that, he reached out and went to get the bun again.

The young man squeezed directly to the table, picked up a plate and squatted on the ground to devour it, Qi Luna and Mo Cheng also had one, and when the two sisters stretched out their hands, there was only one left in the plate, they looked at each other for a few seconds, humbled each other, and before they could decide who would do it first, it was taken away by Mu Chen, so the people at the table laughed awkwardly, but in the end, they couldn't hold back, everyone swept away the suppressed emotions before and laughed.

The crowd of onlookers should also feel inexplicable, but they are unusually calm, the people here seem to have no emotion except for the hooligans, I don't know if the perennial gray life has already assimilated them, or they have lost their curiosity about life, calm as a pool of stagnant water.