"That was before, Mr. Simmons had already turned away from the darkness, and he had done a lot for me, and it was up to him to deliver the news that he was able to destroy Grand Duke Stan's proving ground." Su Mo hurriedly said two words for him.

He could already understand what attitude Simmons was showing.

I didn't expect that such a person who had always questioned him and didn't trust him would stand up and speak for him.

The Beastmaster and the Shadow are not good at words, let them kill Wallace, they are likely to do it as soon as possible, let them help Su Mo say something, they can't say anything, and they don't know much about what this little sixth son is talking about.

I always feel that people on both sides are quite reasonable.

As for Les and Mel, these lowly humans, and the humble trifles, are not at all worthy of the attention of their noble vampires.

Even if Su Mo really did what Xiao Liuzi said, they didn't think it was so strange.

This is the pride engraved in the bloodline of the race, and Su Mo is also a vampire.

"As for the requisition of coolies, unfortunately, it is the people who are responsible for the requisition of those coolies, and we use leather whips to drive those men and strong women out of their homes, and let them brave the cold wind to go to the mountains on foot to blow stones and move stones, and pull away stones in the biting ice water to build the city of Archduke Stan......" Simmons, who almost received a boxed lunch to retire, did not seem to plan to go down so salty, he decided to make his character more distinct, even if he was acting, he had to perform a little.

His description made a group of rebels from poor backgrounds very uncomfortable to listen to, and it was very substitutional—the kind of people who struggled under the whip, desperate in the cold wind and cold water.

If it weren't for Su Mo's face, Simmons, who felt good about himself, might not have had a chance to act.

Fortunately, Su Mo was still sitting here, dark and indifferent, looking at Simmons with an almost doting gaze, which made everyone understand that there must be something hidden in this matter.

Sure enough, Simmons continued to show off his acting skills, and he said angrily: "However, it was the Iron Horse Baron you accused, who whipped the overseer, reprimanded me, and made me realize how inferior my behavior was, and since then I have come to my senses and completely sided with the Iron Horse Baron." ”

I'm sorry, when did this thing become so shameless, who did you learn from!

Su Mo was stunned in his heart, but he was still smiling on the surface, as if what Simmons said was true.

"That sixth son ......" Simmons named him, and the sixth son may also feel that he was reckless, and he broke out in a cold sweat, and he stood up obediently when he was named.

"Your father was requisitioned to mine, how much did he get paid a day? Do you want to eat and wear? ”

"There's no pay, and it's useless to eat and wear." Xiao Liuzi said bitterly.

"How many people are in your family?"

"There used to be seven, but now there are only three." Xiao Liuzi was even more painful.

Everyone else can't bear it, this is really heart-piercing.

"How much does it cost a month for a family of seven to survive?"

"Survive? As long as there is a little fresh bark, our family will not all die, if my father is not requisitioned away, my grandparents and mother will not starve to death, they are not willing to eat, and leave a little food to me and my younger brothers and sisters, our family ...... Woowoo woo ......"

Simmons, the Splinter was a little confused, he didn't intend to make the impulsive lad cry.

This little sixth son can eat at the table, which shows that his status in the rebel army is not low, and he is likely to be the leader who can lead the troops alone. But this does not hinder the essence of his young age, and he is estimated to be seventeen or eighteen years old.

The children of the poor are in charge of the family at an early age, especially if their parents have died.

"Those coolies who are requisitioned like your father, Baron Iron Horse gives them a gold coin a day!" Simmons roared, "Do you know how much bread you have to buy for a gold coin, and if you have a gold coin, will there still be dead people in your family?" ”

"Really, woo woo, why did my father go to the mines, why didn't he meet the Iron Horse Baron......" Xiao Liuzi already believed Simmons' words.

"In order to help more people who do not have enough to eat, Baron Iron Horse told these coolies to go back after a week's work, and replace them with other poor people to work, but those coolies are reluctant to leave with whips." Simmons has already achieved his goal, and he washed Su Mo from beginning to end with a few words, and by the way, he also expressed his mental journey.

I may have been darker before, but now I'm white, but white.

The bitter haha at the scene was still counting his fingers to calculate one gold coin a day, how much money he could get in a week, how many pounds of first-class bread could be bought with this money, how much he could buy if he bought the worst black bread, and whether he could fit in his own small space.

It's not okay to put too much, and if you can't finish it for a while, it will attract damn mice, and it will also become moldy......

The buns who drink here today are still poor in the literal sense of the word, and they may be corrupted, but at least not now, except for the bookkeepers, no one else necessarily has two gold coins in their pockets.

You told the coolies on Archduke Stan's side that they would not calculate how much brown bread they could buy for two gold coins, but laughed at you for giving money to the untouchables, and it was better to go to the alley and relax.

After a while, everyone praised Su Mo's generosity.

The trouble-provoking little sixth son knelt in front of Su Mo again, and he sobbed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not a thing." You are indeed a good person, and I apologize to you for questioning your character and morals with what I imagined. ”

"Alas, Brother Liuzi, you have done nothing wrong." Su Mo pulled him up again and said: "No matter who does something wrong, as long as he turns his back on the foundation of our friendship and becomes a bad person, we should correct and point out his mistakes, if he is willing to correct it, then we are still friends, and we can still sit and drink together, if he refuses to correct it, then what are we going to do?" Is it for the sake of our deteriorating friendship to shield him, or to part ways with him as an enemy? ”

"Of course it's the enemy!" The boy was jealous, he looked around and said loudly, "I will never drink with such a person." ”

Everyone looked at him with a smile, full of tolerance and relief, but Su Mo hoped that the world in the game could be really simple, otherwise this young man would probably die early.

"Stan City is still under construction, if Grand Duke Stan is defeated, will it continue to be built?" Wallace asked Su Mo.

"Of course, the coolies will continue to have food to eat, and the built Stan City will be more valuable than the halfway Stan City." Su Mo replied without hesitation, he likes to do things from the beginning to the end.

Wallace nodded, he didn't object to Su Mo's decision, in fact, he didn't use his position and power to change Su Mo's decision, Su Mo was different from the person he recommended, Su Mo and Wallace were always friends.

After a full meal and wine, Su Mo said a simple goodbye to everyone, and he left Wallace's territory alone.

Walking on the busy road, no one looked at him much, as if he was just an ordinary person.

In fact, he did, and no one knew what earth-shattering things he had done.