"Lao Tzu still escaped, hahahahaha!"

At midnight, in a dilapidated garbage dump where the ghost knows somewhere, a blond man expressed his feelings into the night sky, which is not often seen in this dilapidated slum, and the rows of dilapidated shanties around him stretched out sallow faces shaped by long-term absence and malnutrition, and they all craned their necks to watch the bustle of Old Man Jack's house

As soon as the sound fell, an equally low wooden door next to it was kicked open by someone, and a thin old man suddenly rushed out of the door, and the shotgun in his hand pointed in the direction of the demon king, which made the demon king stop.

Seeing Jack Baker come out with a gun, there was an instant sound of closing the window, closing the light, and pulling the curtains, and even the homeless man at the door turned his attention back to the cigarette butt he picked up in his hand somewhere, and the night of the whole ruin returned to tranquility.

Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and pulled the young man who was standing in the courtyard with his hands held high for some reason, and the old man led him into his room, and as soon as he entered the door, the gun in his hand was not returned to the belt of his overalls, and he laboriously lit a metal gas lamp that seemed to have been stolen from the fog of the last century, and the whole room was illuminated very brightly.

It was the same dilapidated room, the same low ceiling was also full of holes, a broken sofa with several springs popping out of it had dirty bedding, and the rest of the room was full of "garbage", wires, scrap metal, and a lot of magical things that Liu Xinming had never seen in the original world, the only thing in common was that they were all full of stains and sludge, which were obviously some waste products.

"What do you see? It's all treasures! The old man's voice was very hoarse, and he didn't know where to take out a pitch-black pipe and smoke it with relish, and the whole room was filled with the smell of tar from inferior tobacco, so that Liu Xinming, who was not a smoker, couldn't help but cover his nose.

Looking at the man's funny reaction, the old man smiled rarely, turned around and rummaged hard in the waste pile for a long time, pulled out a stool with a missing leg, sat down so steadily, put his back on the backrest, and began "education" with interest.

"First of all, I have to welcome you to this paradise on earth, boy. This is the "ruins" of our scumbag and a place of refuge" Seeing the Demon King's face getting worse and worse because he didn't know it, the old man took a puff of cigarette and continued with a strange smile of "I've seen too much".

"I don't need to admit it, it's hard for you, running all the way from the Sigma Empire, I don't care if you are treason or in debt, a good knight master should not wear a modified full body armor and run to the ruins. Thanks to your thick armor, when I found you, the entire armor surface was full of pits, and most of the runes were finished, but what about you? Except for a scar on his chest, there was no injury at all! ”

It seemed that the old man was talking a little louder, and there was a rustling sound coming from the broken sofa, and after a while, a small thing with a face dirty from engine oil crawled out of the quilt.

The eyes of both men in the room were attracted to the little girl, about seven or eight years old, wearing an obviously oversized men's oversized overalls, her blonde hair tied in a high ponytail, and although her face was black and white from everything in the room, her big eyes were still full of curiosity and shimmered blue.

"Grandpa, is this the big tin can?" Pointing to a squatting demon king, the little girl showed a displeased expression of being woken up, but I don't know why it didn't make people feel bored, but it set off the cute appearance more exquisitely.

The old man looked at the little girl who naturally climbed to his lap, gently stroked her golden hair, did not answer the child's question, and said to herself

"This is my granddaughter, Celia, and she found out to be precise. So now that everyone is here, I will also say directly, welcome to join the Jack Baker family, I am the head of this family, Jack Baker. ”

The demon king's brain, which had just woken up from a coma at this time, was blank, and he couldn't react to what was happening at all, and the old man deliberately didn't continue, he knew very well that everyone who came here had their own troubles. They accept the reality that it will take a little time to become a rat in the sewers like everyone here, but as the lowest scavenger family, the Jack family needs this strong big man, after all, this is also the outsider who did not dispose of it or honestly handed it over to the immortal old Joe after a night of trouble with his granddaughter.

Liu Xinming's heart was full of all kinds of doubts at this time, but when he thought about it repeatedly, he felt the ring in his pocket that he had just picked up when he went out, so he opened his mouth to ask the question he was most concerned about now.

"Where's my armor?" The voice was detached from the runic rendering of the sound in the armor, like the mournful cry of the hellish ghost, the shriveled vocal cords tugging at the breath like pulling the bellows, and the stiff, cold tongue barely managed to complete the task clearly.

As expected, the old man took a deep breath of his cigarette and exhaled a thick smoke ring. The smoke rings spread out, and the little girl choking on her knees waved her little palms back and forth comically

"Sold."

"Why?" Almost subconsciously, he stood up straight, saw the gun on the old man's waist, and slowly sat down, "I can't live without those!" ”

"You can't wear that thing, if you insist on going out like that, I should just give you a shot out of kindness, it's definitely more comfortable than that!" The old man's tone began to carry a hint of annoyance.

Sighing, the old man continued to explain, "This is the ruins, the ruins are only the betrayals, the criminals and the forsaken, all the war bosses are wanted for those nobles and knights who are wanted like you, and then sell you back to the people who want you, you can get a large amount of terrible money and goods, you know" said the old man and pointed to the demon king with his right hand, "As far as your Sigma Empire is the most, last year Old Joe took 70 million from the Sigma Kingdom, and the price was three nobles who escaped. ”

"I originally wanted to deal with you directly or give you to Old Joe's person, the bounty of a thousand yuan, but Celia disagreed. And, no matter how you look at it, your eyes and blond hair look so much like my soul sold to the devil's son..."

The room fell into a deathly silence, the old man seemed to recall some painful past, gently rubbed the little girl's hair and put her back on the sofa, groped for a very carefully kept jar in the corner of the room, which was originally a jar of engine oil, and now contained the precious "possessions" of Jack's family, and sat back in the chair, Jack gulped, and the pungent smell of industrial alcohol permeated the room.

The demon king lowered his head and fell into thought, Jack lowered his head and fell into memory, I don't know how long it was, there was only a certain moment in the room when the little girl was sleeping and breathing softly, the demon king slowly raised his head buried in his chest, and suddenly looked at the old man's eyes, which had become a little red due to excessive drinking of bad wine and the pain in his heart, and spoke in a low, but very clear voice

"Tell me about the ruins, and the guy named Joe, after all, I've probably been living here for a while."

The sudden speech made old Jack's already drunken head almost half sober in an instant, and looking at the tall blonde young man in front of him, the old man laughed like this until he burst into tears, and after a long time, or until God knew whether he was laughing or crying, Jack took out his pipe again, because he knew that he was busy this time.