"My name is Golden Bear."

The old man reported his home.

Sounds weird name.

But Lu Wen knows that in this kind of mixed area, the name is usually a nickname.

The deterrent power of a person's nickname is often directly proportional to their own strength.

"My name is Xia Wen."

Reporting to each other is just a sign of sincerity.

Jin Xiong smiled: "Presumably Mr. Xia doesn't believe that I won't poison the wine, but you still drink it all, so you are not afraid of poison from food." ”

"I think we're drinking the same wine."

"Yes, but I may also have an antidote."

"You can't afford to be tossed at your age."

"Mr. Xia is indeed smart."

The topic opened, and the golden bear was no longer hidden.

He continued: "I've been to the high world...... Of course, with my identity, I can only smuggle in the past, and I have seen a robot that is exactly the same as a pure human being, and there is no difference in appearance, and I can't even feel strange when I talk. ”

Then he briefly described the robot.

Occasionally, there is news of a robot mutiny in the high-rise world.

However, the news was quickly suppressed, and not many people knew about it, and most of the mutinous robots were destroyed.

After speaking, he poured Lu Wen a glass of wine again and waited for Lu Wen's response.

Lu Wen didn't let him wait long, so he said lightly: "People who can sit in your position are not stupid, I think you understand, you know too much." ”

"Of course I understand."

Jin Xiong smiled and raised his glass, and then said, "Mr. Xia, why don't we talk about Dong Fan first?" ”

"I think I've made it clear enough."

"But after all, someone wants to stir up a conflict between us, and you should be very interested in the person behind it."

"Don't beat around the bush when you speak." Lu Wen reminded lightly.

"Okay, Mr. Xia, I'll just say it directly, I want to cooperate with you."

Jin Xiong said that it is not comfortable to sit on the second floor.

A lot of people in this area are staring at this location.

Those were waiting for him to become weak, and then took advantage of the weakness to end his life, and hung his head at the entrance one floor below, taking over his power by the way.

The reason why many of his subordinates follow him is only because of strength and money.

If he loses these things, his fate will be miserable.

"Mr. Xia, my store was smashed by you tonight, and I can't do anything about you, this is a signal, this is to tell everyone that I am weak enough."

"I think you have a way to deal with me."

"Yes, but that would cost me a lot, so I'm more inclined to work with you."

……

Three o'clock in the morning.

Lu Wen left the second floor.

One floor has been restored to its original state, and there is no sign of any previous fight at all.

Music and lights spread here.

Money and alcohol are enough to anesthetize everyone here and make them crazy.

But the moment Lu Wen appeared.

The first floor was suddenly silent.

The music stopped, the madness subsided, and a pair of eyes quietly watched him with fear.

The atmosphere became tense.

Lu Wen didn't say a word, his face was indifferent, he walked through the passage that the crowd had away, and then pushed the door and left.

The streets outside had become quiet because of his presence.

No one knew what he had talked to Golden Bear on the second floor, but now that he came out unharmed, it proved that he was qualified to look down on anyone here.

"Hum—"

A low roar echoed through the streets.

Except for this voice, the other voices were silent, and they didn't dare to sound before Lu Wen left.

The car now officially belongs to Lu Wen.

The night is quiet, and the black body jumps out like an arrow from a string.

After returning to the narrow street, Lu Wen still parked the car at the corner of the street, otherwise the roar of the engine might wake up the blue people who had managed to fall asleep with great difficulty.

He returned to Christopher's house, where the little girl was still asleep.

……

A few hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Dawn is coming.

Lu Wen stood at the window with his hands in his hands, his eyes contemplative.

After communicating with the Golden Bear in the early hours of the morning, he had already roughly guessed the origin of these blue races, deformed people, dwarves, giants, and so on.

But that's just speculation.

So he needs to confirm it.

He had to go to the higher worlds, get the right information, and tell everyone in this world.

Tell them the so-called history and truth.

Before that, he could first deal with some of the small forces here with the Golden Bear, so that after he left, the residents here could still live a peaceful life.

"Distinguished guest, didn't you sleep last night?"

"I don't need sleep."

Christopher woke up.

The poor here go to bed early and wake up early.

Many blue people need to get up early to set up stalls, and rely on the meager profits earned by setting up stalls to continue their lives.

It was also at this point in time that the person who collected the body came.

This is a very special profession, walking in the streets of this world, usually appearing on the streets at dawn, dragging people who died the day before to the crematorium.

The hanging bodies last night were also taken away by these people.

Corpses will decompose and smell when left behind.

"Hey, isn't this the young man who collected debts around here, and he actually died here."

The corpse collector was a little hunchbacked and lame.

He knew a lot of people, and he had received the bodies of many acquaintances.

"You can recognize it if your head is gone?"

"Of course he can, he wears it a lot."

The corpse collector looked up and saw that it was a pure human.

He kindly reminded: "Distinguished guest, this person is on the second floor of this area, if you have nothing to do with this matter, you better leave now, otherwise those people may be held accountable to you." ”

"Hmm."

Lu Wen's bland attitude surprised the corpse collector a little.

This area is all part of a two-story building, and there is no inhabitant in such a remote and impoverished area who is not afraid of a two-story building.

He thought about it.

Maybe this young man from the upper world doesn't understand the rules here?

If that's the case, you're going to suffer a big loss.

The corpse collector can't be said to be kind, after all, he has seen too many dead people.

He just suddenly felt that it was a pity for this young man to die in such a poor place, so he reminded him again.

"Distinguished guest, I can tell you for sure that the second floor will definitely be angry here, and when I come tomorrow morning, I should collect more than one corpse, so you better leave as soon as possible."

"Well, I've got a good intention, please clean up here, I think he still has some banknotes."

Lu Wen is still very calm.

Seeing this, the corpse collector stopped persuading.

The young man who thought of coming to this kind of high-level world was a little arrogant, and felt that no one in this kind of place could threaten him.

The corpse collector has seen many such people in his life, except for a few with a real background, most of the others have no good end, and finally enter the incinerator with the corpses of those poor people.

He did not get tired of the blood stains, and began to search for Dong Fan's corpse.

This is the benefit of the corpse collector, and the money of the dead can be obtained.

Provided that the dead man hadn't been cleaned up the night before.

Today he gained a lot, after all, it was a person on the second floor who died, and although the residents of this street were used to seeing corpses, they did not dare to do anything to this corpse.

"This kid is quite rich, and he looks like he picks at the door on weekdays."

The corpse collector was holding a stack of banknotes, all of which had been recovered from the corpse.

Many of the banknotes were stained with blood and had been glued together.

He began to seriously separate these banknotes.

"Alas, you have to wash the blood stains carefully when you go back, and those guys don't take money from the dead."

The collector dipped his thumb in a little spit and began to count the harvest.

On this street, many residents have stepped out of their houses.

Naturally, they heard Lu Wen's conversation with the corpse collector.

The words of the corpse collector made them a little frightened.

Will there be more than one corpse tomorrow morning?

Will the people from the second floor slaughter as a warning to those who secretly have bad intentions?

One bad thought after another came to everyone's mind.

Whether it's the blues, the dwarves, the deformed, or the few white-haired people on the street, they're all starting to get worried.

"Honored guest......" a blue child asked in a childish voice, "will we die?" ”

Lu Wen touched the child's head and laughed softly: "I won't have it with me." ”

"Honored guest, the corpse collector is right, take Christopher with you while there is still time, she is a lucky girl."

Poverty and kindness are not incompatible when put together.

But Lu Wen has rarely seen it for more than two months after it was turned on.

In this world, he suddenly found that these poor people, even the corpse collector in front of him, who was counting the money of the dead, still had a kind side.

Lu Wen just smiled faintly, if he was like before, he comforted the people on this street.

They don't need to know about last night.

It's really bad to know too much.

The artificial sun overhead is getting brighter and brighter.

The dawn is passing, ushering in the morning time of this world.

A black van drove down the road, the body as shabby as this world.

There are very few people in the area, mostly bicycles and old tricycles that go to and from the market, and those who need to get up early to set up their stalls will take their tricycles with them or go to wholesale places to receive them.

"That's ......"

The corpse collector's eyes narrowed, his brow furrowed slightly.

"It's a two-story car, I've seen it before."