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James and Chester mingled in the noisy crowd, and he wasn't quite sure if they were resentful of Herman's factory or the down-and-out place of Paistin.

"This is your property!" the crowd gathered at the front of the factory, shouting to the staff on duty, "you should take care of your things!"

"Alright, be rational. The employee helplessly 'explained' to the crowd, "This is something from the city government, you can't blame us." ”

"What are you talking about? can't-⊥, ans£⊥om blame you? I just know that the lights in my house are not on, and I am being controlled by you!"

"Don't be so vexatious!" the employee was already impatient, "see for yourself, here is the wall, there is the electrical box!"

Chestrala James, to the side.

James took one last look at the staff hiding behind the iron gate, and the citizens gathered around, but no one was willing to look at the situation in the electrical box, the first thing was that there was a conflict, and it seemed that no one had the consciousness to call the police. This forced James to switch roles and think as a police detective.

Chester was well aware of the contradictions between Paisian and the factory.

"You were born in Paising?" asked James in a low voice as Chester pulled him.

"Yes. Chester was much more direct than James, and replied, "My grandfather was a native of Newton, and came to Barton for a chance. He walked silently in front, but the direction was not to return to Pai Siying, but when everyone's attention was in the quarrel, he retreated to the outermost part, still paying attention to the situation here. "My first job at Barton was in the factory. ”

"Father said that grandfather was excited at first. Chester paused and clenched his fists hatefully, "He bought Patrick's house with a small down payment, and in Newton, a middle-aged man with little savings can't buy such a single-family house." He would only say happily for a long time. Bringing his family to Barton was the right decision of his life!"

Apparently, Chester's grandfather realized he was wrong.

"The first few years were really good, and my father said that Herman began to fulfill his promises, and every working family was quickly settled, with houses, education, and welfare. He glanced at James, "and then everything went bad......

James didn't talk, Herman wasn't a philanthropist, and he settled the family to keep people, and he had already retained. These people are just working families.

"Loans, taxes, and all the pressures began to get heavier, but the wages were not just the workers' money! His promise did not change at all! Only the initial promise to settle these people, and then the next qiē, as in other places, still had to be earned by his own hands!"

Of course it was, and James didn't think there was anything wrong with that. Moreover, Barton was just a new city at that time, and there would be a large number of new people coming here to develop, and Herman was able to help settle these outsiders. It's already pretty good.

"Why don't you move out?" asked James, naturally.

"Sue you. Chester's face was helpless, "Grandfather loves that house. He thinks it's the home he bought!"

Today, the employees at the Hermann plant are no longer the same people they once were. But looking at the controversy just now, there are a large number of second or third generations. The workers who now work in the factories do not live in Paising, they choose cheap houses in the south side of the South or cheap apartments east of Ogier, and most of them rent instead of buying.

So those first generations are stuck here.

The first people to be attracted to Paisying were trapped by a house. And I'm afraid that now let these descendants abandon Pai Siying's old house. They can't do it either. Still trapped.

James began to realize that the source of this resentment came from Herman's promises, and over time, with the downfall of Paising, fermented in this generation. Perhaps Chester resented his grandfather and father, or even the city of Barton. They didn't make Paisying develop, become Houwan, become Knorr, and become the ghost she is now.

Those of them who had inherited the house of their elders did not have the courage to leave this place behind, and they could not let go of the promises made to their elders by Barton and Herman.

So the target of this resentment was very short-sighted in Hermann's factory.

Chester, just an ordinary citizen.

"Where are we going now?" asked James.

Chester stood still, "Wait a minute, a friend is coming." ”

James pursed his lips and could only wait.

The searchlights, still patrolling, swept through the crowd, and the quarrel seemed to be serious, and the people on both sides of the iron gate of the factory were getting closer and closer to the center of the door, and some arms were sticking out of the iron fence, pushing each other.

Syllable!

The factory was plunged into darkness.

After a moment of silence, the quarrel erupted even more violently. Inside the iron gate, an employee of the factory roared angrily, "Did you do it?"

"Are you blind? We're standing here! Where are we going to get your electricity?"

......

Under the moonlight, James saw the iron door opened, and the employees inside rushed out, and got into a scuffle with the people who sent Siying outside.

"Go, go!" Chester pulled James and rushed into the crowd, and Chester, who was not very strong, was almost protected by James, struggling to advance through the chaotic crowd.

It's chaotic, but the camps are unusually easy to distinguish, with factory employees in work jackets and casual clothes and even baggy pajamas being residents of Pais-young. James pushed away several of the employees who rushed to Chester and followed him closely.

James was about to swing his fist open an employee who was running this way, but Chester grabbed him, desperately staring at the night. James didn't know what to do, but he took his fist.

The man who came running glanced at James, and before his puzzled expression faded, a guy in shorts rushed from nowhere.

Chester yelled, "I'm coming!" and got stuck between the two of them, staggering on top of the staff, and the two of them pushed and squeezed each other, slowly moving out of the crowd.

James pursed his lips and continued to follow the two men. Push away the crowds around you.

"Hey!" the man in the factory work jacket covered his nose, and a trace of blood leaked through his fingers, "You're really here!"

It was already far away from the crowd, and no one noticed it in the dark.

"Hug, I'm sorry!" Chester leaned into the man's hand and glanced at the other's nose. smiled, "It's okay, it'll be over in a while, and it will be fine in a while." ”

The man wiped his nose with his cuff, and just as he was about to say something, he glanced at James and frowned, "Who is this?"

"Kim. Chester smiled, "He helped me." ”

The man looked a little younger than Chester. The appearance is ordinary, the figure is average, not strong or thin. It is estimated that he is Chester's friend, and eighty percent of him is the main cause of the sudden power outage in the factory.

He looked at James and blinked, with a puzzled look on his face, "Kim, Kim, what?"

"It's gold. James replied coldly.

The man pursed his lips and looked at Chester. "Are you going to take him to the club? Be careful lately, Jason has been targeted. I'm not going to bring new people in the near future. ”

Although the word "fighting" does not appear, it is obvious enough. James suppressed his excitement and asked Chester in a cold tone, "What is he talking about?" James was still a little impatient.

"It's okay, there's Eli (Chapter 3, Mind Reader). Chester didn't have any special expression. He responded to his friend first, then looked at James with a smile, "I'll tell you later." Turning to the man again, "You got it?"

"Yes. The man pulled a folded piece of paper from his pocket and quickly shoved it into Chester's hand. He frowned, "Sue Aili, this is the last time, I won't help him in the future!"

Chester took the paper and put it in his pocket without confirming what it was, nodded, a little helpless, "You should help me." He was about to say something, but he stopped, was silent for a while, and pushed the man, "You're going back." ”

"Yes. The man nodded, adding, "Tap." The two 'scuffled' again, slowly leaning towards the crowd, and James blinked, deciding to wait where he was.

Sirens came from afar, red and blue lights flashed in the night, and I don't know who shouted, 'The police are coming!' and the crowd began to disperse, and James was relieved that someone had called the police.

Chester followed the scattered crowd in the direction of Paisying, and the slower ones would be taken back to the police station for a record, and there would be another case of gathering and fighting, and no one wanted to experience that bad luck.

"Follow me!" Chester shouted as he passed James.

"Where?" James thought he was about to enter that 'fight club'.

"Let's get away with it!" Chester's answer disappointed James, his main purpose now was to avoid the police! He looked back as he ran, observing the policemen who were sweeping around with flashlights, adjusting the direction of his escape, it seemed that this was not the first time he had been chased.

James on the run had a strange feeling, frowned, and followed Chester, quickly approaching Paistin, who was still in the dark.

The black streets soon cut off police searches, and Chester skillfully navigated the houses. James watched as he ran straight into the backyard of a house, grabbed the key and was about to open the door.

"Your house?" asked James, confused.

"Yes. Chester gasped, but answered James's question, "Don't worry, this is my house, I live alone." ”

James glanced at Chester, "I'm sorry. "Chester was talking about his grandfather, and James thought his father was gone.

Chester pushed the door open and smiled at James, "No, no, my father is alive and well, but he's back in Newton." The old man felt that he was a Newton, and that he had spent the first few years of his life in Newton, and that he wanted to stay in Newton for the last of his life. ”

James pursed his lips and nodded, glancing at Chester.

James felt lucky that the person in front of him was an 'outsider' born in Barton, and Chester's identity was naturally favorable. James was able to participate in an event so smoothly and get the names 'Eli' and 'Jason', which is already a reward. (My novel will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued......)