Volume 2: The Mercenary's Revenge Chapter 51: Ghetto Stories (1) Old Neighborhoods
"Great, sir, it's not me, it's that guy who deliberately blocked the car in the middle of the road. The little guy insisted that it was the other party's.
The little guy who claimed to be the deputy minister's coachman also sneered, "Are you blind, whose car is in the way?" β
"You quibble, you distort the facts!"
"Hehehe, unashamed groom. β
"I'm cnmd, you're not!"
Krishman suppressed the fire in his belly, "Shut up! Get out of here!!" he said as he commanded the guards behind him to surround both cars.
"Drag these two guys down for me. β
"Yes!" The four guards in light armor dragged the two little guys down in three or two, and it was estimated that they would not be able to get out in ten days and half a month.
"The patrol commander is so majestic!" A voice came from the sandalwood car, the curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man in an official uniform bent down and walked out, seeing that the stripes on his official uniform and the flower spikes on his shoulders should be high-ranking imperial officials.
Krishman recognized the middle-aged man in front of him at a glance, he was the head of the Imperial Administration Office Rothschild, but even if he recognized Krishman, his expression did not change in the slightest, although he was the highest chief of the Administration Department, but he was in charge of the political performance, and he couldn't fight with his own eight poles, and the position was still under his father, so there was nothing to taboo. Besides, although the rank of his patrol chief is not high, he has actual military power, so even those core high-level officials of the empire will be respectful when they see him, after all, no one is stupid enough to offend a person with heavy troops, and the most important thing is that this person is still guarding the safety of the imperial capital.
"It's Lord Rothier. Krishman spoke with a hint of contempt.
What kind of character is Rothier, he has been immersed in the officialdom of the empire for decades, he has never seen anything, and he quickly noticed the disdain in the words of this kid in front of him, but on the surface he didn't show it, who made Lao Tzu his top boss.
"The patrol commander is polite, my little guy doesn't know how to lift, and I ask the patrol commander to educate more. Rothschild said with a smile on his face.
Krishman himself planned to make big things small and small things, after all, they were all once officials, and he didn't want to make the relationship too stiff, just as he was about to end this conversation, the gold-painted car curtain behind him was lifted, and a noble young man dressed in a fancy dress walked out slowly, seeing that he was definitely not drinking less.
"It turned out to be Big Brother He-Man! It was really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family didn't know the family!" said the young man who was ready to give Krishman a warm hug.
Krishman single-handedly pushed the noble boy away, "Drink too much!
"Brother Seaman, don't you know me, I'm Rick!"
The crowd of onlookers immediately became excited when they heard the name Rick, and there were more and more people in the third layer and three layers outside.
"Who is this Rick?"
"You remember the mousse business I told you before, this Rick is the second son of the mousse family, and this Linglong gambling house is his chassis. β
"It's kind of interesting that a wealthy businessman and an official have come together. β
Krishman's face immediately improved when he heard the name Rick, although the people of the Mousse family are not officials in the empire, but as long as they are discerning, they can see the reason why their family can develop so rapidly in the empire, if there is no heavy backstage in the court, how can the emperor assign the most prosperous area in the imperial capital to the Mousse business, and his father often admonishes himself to keep a certain distance from the merchants, neither respectful nor too close, except for the Mousse business.
"It's the little Rick of the Mousse family, I didn't expect it to grow so big!" said Rothsiell, who was on the other side, with a very familiar look.
Rick is obviously also confused, who is this old man in front of him! Not to mention the blocking of my car, as soon as we meet, Rick is a little Rick, is he very familiar with you?
"Who are you, old man!" Rick squinted at Rothiel.
Rothel this is called an angry, dignified imperial administrative office
The chief was ridiculed by a stinky boy, and he wanted to come forward to theorize, but unfortunately was blocked by Krishman on the side.
"Since the two of you know each other, you should sell me face and disperse the car separately, otherwise the nobles behind you will not stop. β
"Old man, for the sake of Brother He-Man, I don't bother you much today, so I vacated the car for me. Rick said with a smug face.
The old fox Rothier naturally won't bother with this hairy boy, if you want to fix the mousse business, he has a way, you kid will kneel in front of me one day and beg for mercy.
A-for-tat farce ended in the noise, except for the small guys on both sides who were caught and taken down, everyone else went their own way and did not receive any punishment, this is the small friction that will occur every moment in the imperial capital, there are only one or two things a day that really need Krishman to be present in person, and the rest are quickly digested by both sides.
"It's too muddy!" said Yi Tian on the way back.
"It's quite a big trouble like just now, these three big guys won't appear in normal times, just their subordinates are enough to settle everything, if the other party is a slum, it's better to deal with it, bite back directly, and immediately the defendant becomes the plaintiff, often the words of the dignitaries can easily send the people in the slum to the cell. β
Shocking, this is the power of power, no wonder everyone will climb up by any means, the charm of power can really make a person crazy, too obsessed with power will become its slave, and in the end there is nothing, although Yi Tian grew up in an aristocratic family since he was a child, but his father's strictness made him not enjoy the superiority of power, but made him disgusted with power.
Cars shuttle through the commercial area, after passing through the central area, the traffic on the street is immediately much less, and the more you go to the slum, the fewer cars there are, the more pedestrians, and after the car drives out of the business district, Yitian really sees what a slum is.
The sense of contrast is too strong, so that Yi Tian is a little incompetent, not to mention the stench that comes to the nose, everything that just enters the eye can not be described as dilapidated, if the previous commercial area is a paradise, here is not even the world, into the eyes are all dilapidated houses, some even the roofs are thatched, the streets are very narrow, and particularly dirty, at a glance it is that no one has cleaned for a long time, garbage is everywhere, there is no place for a special place, often there is a large pile of garbage in front of a hut, a large amount of garbage has also attracted batches of mosquitoes, that cluster of flies and insects gathered together to make people sickγ
"This is a slum, how is it worse than you think"
The car is moving slowly on the road, not because the road is narrow but because the road is full of all kinds of garbage, a careless car will be tripped by the garbage, Yi Tian looked at the dilapidated houses on both sides, basically none of them are complete, the gray wall looks like it hasn't been cleaned for decades, in fact, if Yi Tian takes a closer look, he should be able to find that this is not some garbage, but a pile of eggs that have long been scarred.
"Master, the gap between this slum and the rest of the imperial capital is too big. β
"Alas, a wall apart, heaven and hell, this is the true portrayal of my life. The driver sighed helplessly.
The winter wind was blowing, and the huts seemed to be blowing away at every moment, and the dilapidated wooden doors were constantly swaying in the wind, and countless cold winds seeped in through the cracks in the doors, windows, and eaves, and there was no difference between the inside and outside of the house at this moment.
"This house can't stop the wind, what should I do in winter, what should I do with my children!" Yi Tian had already seen several children in thin shirts playing on the street along the way, as if the cold wind in front of them was nothing, and there was no magic in the mud in their hands at all.
"Even if you are bitter with yourself, you can't be bitter with your children, you can raise everything you can to raise, and some of you really can't do it can only be sold. β
"Sell!" Yi Tian looked at the driver in shock, which was completely in the previous Granton
It is unimaginable, in his consciousness, the child is definitely the future of a family, how can parents sell the future of the family for money?
"Alas, they are also reluctant, but there is no way, in order to survive, in order to feed the other children, they have to choose to give up the youngest. β
Is this the sorrow of poverty? On the other hand, Henassas in this prosperous world did not expect to be so cruel, on the one hand, there are arrogant and indulgent dignitaries, and on the other hand, there are poor and lowly people who sell their children to survive, it turns out that heaven and hell really exist.
The car finally stopped after turning a dilapidated bungalow, and Yi got out of the car, and in front of him was a hut, but it was cleaner and cleaner than anything he had seen on the road before, and the roof and eaves were all made of bricks, at least in Yi Tian's opinion, this was the best house in the slum.
"Don't be disgusted, young man, come in. The driver smiled and led Yi Tian into the hut.
Although the hut is not big from the outside, but when you come in, you find that the depth inside the bungalow is still quite large, basically there are more than 100 square meters, which is considered a mansion in the entire slum! The furnishings in the house are relatively simple, a few seats, a table, and a few pots of daisies that look like they have just been picked, and the light comes in from the window, and it is very comfortable.
"Master, your house is good!"
"Hahaha, my house is also thanks to my son!" said the driver with a grin.
"Isn't your son a soldier?"
"You don't know, but all the official guards of the Empire. His family has a corresponding subsidy, and my house was repaired by my son's soldiers, and it was as dilapidated as the house along the street. Every time he talks about his son, the driver's face is filled with a big smile, and his son is the pride of his life.
No wonder the soldiers of the empire rushed up one by one to die, it turned out that the rear was pacified.
"Master, where is your son a soldier!"
"He is very mysterious, and he doesn't say anything every time I ask him. β
Yi Tian understood as soon as he heard it, it must be those ace troops of Henassas, I said that it is impossible for an ordinary soldier, the country will send people to repair the house, it must be the elite of the elite, and the country will take care of it for you.
Yi Tian settled the old man on the floor of the living room, after a bump along the way, Yi Tian was surprised to find that the old man had not changed at all, not even a little sign of decay, you must know that it has been several hours since Yi Tian found the old man's body, although it is now below zero outside, but this does not prevent the natural law of corpse decay, is there another mystery in this.
The driver had already gone to prepare dinner, and now there was only Yi Tian in the living room, he decided to take this opportunity to give the old man a good check, under the dim light, the old man's already wrinkled skin was now very loose, Yi Tian wiped it gently, and the half-pulled loose muscles on the old man's face hung down, and Yi Tian also found a strange place, the skin on the old man's body was glowing with a strange halo at this time, similar to the dark yellow luster.
Just as Yi Tian was carefully observing, the old man's leg behind him suddenly stood up, and suddenly put it on Yi Tian's shoulder, Yi Tian's body trembled and quickly bounced away, obediently, is this a fraudulent corpse? The old man's leg hung in the air and did not move, and the other leg on the ground was also erected, which even the joint was reversed! Yi Tian felt a little cold in his back.
The old man's legs were dangling in mid-air, and suddenly something seemed to flash under the old man's skin, Yi Tian clearly saw that there was a slender thing walking under the skin, he was really creepy, the thin thing suddenly swam from the old man's legs to the old man's chest, through the thin cortex, Yi Tian could even clearly see how thick the thing was, the shape was like an enlarged version of the earthworm, and soon jumped from the old man's chest to his brain.
Could it be a parasite? No, judging from its size, it is definitely not a parasite, and it swims far faster than other insects, when did this get into the old fortune teller's body? Could it be that this old man was frightened to death by this slender worm? A series of questions came to Yi Tian's mind.
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