The people of Zhenshan were taken aback by this sudden change and did not know what was going on, when Foster's news spread.

"Hey, have you heard, it turns out that the slum is the future development area of the government, and I heard that it is a station, which is why the Earl of Cafu is willing to build a big house for those untouchables. ”

"Taking away someone else's land in the name of charity, the Count of Cafu, the great good-hearted man, seems to be a joke, and it is pitiful that we have been deceived by him for so many years. ”

Foster was lying on Alice's bed at the moment, enjoying the tenderness after the passion, and his head was in Alice's arms. "Alice, it won't be long before we get a good sum of money, and I'll take you out of here to a place where no one knows us, and I'll open a tavern, and that's enough for the two of us to live. ”

Alice stroked Foster's hair, dotingly hugged the man in her arms, and kissed his head. "Foster, you're such a nice guy, I thought no one would fall in love with a filthy firefly. ”

Foster raised his head, gagged Alice's mouth with his fingers, and shook his head: "Alice, please don't say that, you are like a holy lotus in my heart." ”

They envisioned a bright future, and when Foster got dressed and left, Alice got up, thinking about how to get the riches he spoke of from the man, and then dumped the poor creature, as a firefly, she never believed in love, to hell, only money was real.

Since she was sold to a brothel by her father because of poverty, she will never trust any man again, only money is real and reliable.

The news spread that the town's high-ranking officials had taken bribes to facilitate a businessman's favor and that the people in the slums had gone completely crazy.

Arovia had already begun to think about how to squander his money after becoming a rich man in the future, and he wanted to smash stacks of Caesar on the faces of those who looked down on him to regain his dignity.

He was going to buy the largest house, live in it, and hold three or four women in his arms, and let them crawl at his feet like slaves.

Those poor people at the bottom who were once disliked and looked down upon, once they have money, they will not be able to control their hearts, and they will become the group of people he once hated the most, human nature is like this, only a few people can maintain their original purity, Alovia is obviously not.

Thinking so, he couldn't help but want to indulge, and by the way, celebrate the fact that he will become a rich man in the future.

Coming out of the slums, Arovia went to the tavern in the town, and as a person who had no money to enter the tavern, she suddenly walked into the tavern in the town, and everyone understood what was going on.

This poor boy will become a rich man in the future, and if you still alienate him at this time, it is definitely not a wise choice.

The tavern owner changed his usual expression of disgust towards Arovia, and greeted him very warmly. "Alovia, come in, I can't wait to serve you. ”

Arovia was a little uncomfortable, he tried to learn from the rich people, sat in a prominent position, and many people came up to talk, but Arovia responded indifferently, which made those enthusiastic people very uncomfortable.

"Arovia, this glass of wine is what I asked you for. The tavern owner warmly brought a glass of wine.

At this moment a young man walked in the tavern and sat opposite Arovia, and everyone looked at him, wondering who this man was.

Alovia was no stranger to this young man, and it was this young man who asked Count Cafu questions at the banquet that day, and if it weren't for this young man, perhaps they would have been deceived by the cunning Cafu at this moment.

"Give this gentleman a glass of wine, and count it on my account. ”

Alovia wasn't stupid enough to show indifference to his benefactor, he told the tavernkeeper.

Downing took off his hat and saluted. "Alovia, your stupidity scares me, it's a shame that you're still in the mood to sit here with a glass of wine. ”

Arovia's face flushed. "Sir, I appreciate your ability to speak up at the banquet, but that doesn't mean you can insult me at will. ”

The poor also have tempers.

Downing smiled contemptuously. "You don't think you can become rich by drinking a little wine? ”

Arovia's face turned even more ugly.

"If that's the case, I don't think I should have helped you in the first place, and I regret my actions that day. Tang Ning finished the wine he had brought and walked out of the tavern.

"Catch up, Arovia, I know you. Downing walked out of the tavern and down the streets of the town, expecting in his heart that the purpose of his coming here was simple, he needed a large group of people to build a momentum for himself, and Foster was obviously not enough alone.

Walked to a secluded place, and there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, it was Arovia, and as Downing had guessed, he followed, and it was clear that his plan had succeeded again.

"Sir, please stay, I think you must have something to say to me. Alovia panted and stopped in front of Downing. "Please tell me what to do next. ”

Downing fiddled with the ring on his finger. "You are a wise man, and if someone has deceived you and tried to take away the wealth that God has given you, will you just forget it? ”

Arovia pondered for a moment, put her hand on her chest, and saluted respectfully. "I think you are the messenger of God, and I know how. ”

Looking at the back of Arovia's departure, Downing thought to himself, "I am not a messenger sent by God, I represent the darkness." ”

The mayor of the town and the head of the sheriff's office, as well as the chief prosecutor of the court, were all reduced to prisoners, and the Earl of Cafu, though not imprisoned, was fined a large sum of money for bribing officials, but now his reputation for years of hard work was completely ruined.

He couldn't even lift his head out of the house, so he could hide in his manor, and even then he could hear the servants in the manor secretly cursing him in the most vicious language.

Wrapped in a quilt and locked himself in the room, Cafu's face turned pale and his body trembled, and now he understood that everything was a trap, a trap.

The damned young man had deceived him, no cooperation, no extended family, he had betrayed his companions with a lie, and he had raised officials with a large amount of political donations, including the mayor of the town, the sheriff's office, and the attorney general, and his asylum was completely destroyed.

Without these protections, his manor became insecure, and the untouchables outside the manor who had almost been deceived by him were now in a frenzy, threatening to take his head and gouge out his heart, led by the untouchable representative Arovia, who had once been grateful to him.

It's all over, Cafu thought, and the untouchables did everything.

After hiding for a few days, Cafu's spirit was already very low, but he was not completely knocked down, and he thought viciously that he must deal a blow to the young man who had destroyed him.

Sitting here and waiting to die, Cafu finally picked up the courage to fight back after a few days of silence.

"Damn Downing, I'm going to turn you into a stinky rat and throw you down the drain. "Cafu went out and ordered a carriage to be prepared, and left through the back door, which the manor had a number of doors, apparently now useful.

The night was silent, an abandoned tower outside the town of Shining Gold, with dew still hanging from the cobwebs, and the carriage stopped, and Cafu, wearing a black cloak, stepped forward and knocked on the door.

There was an eerie sound around him, and soon the dilapidated door of the abandoned tower opened, and someone stood in the doorway with a lantern, hunched over, his hideous face reflected in the dim light, making Cafu shiver outside the door.

"Is Mr. Caposso there?" Cafu asked, trying to calm himself.

The hunched gatekeeper stepped out of the doorway and motioned for Cafu to enter.

Going up the old almost crumbling staircase, the staircase seemed to have no end to it, if it weren't for Downing pushing him into a corner, Cafu would never have been willing to step into this place for half a step, it had been decades since he was last here, and that time he came here because of a tricky business, and the strength of his opponent forced him to choose to come here.

I remember the last time I stepped into this ruined tower, Kafu swore in his heart that he would never come to this ghost place again in his life, and he would never ......

But now he broke his promise, because his opponent seemed to fear him more than this tower, and it was better to break his word than to throw away everything he had.

At the very top of the tower, the old door was pushed open, and the pungent smell came from the room, almost suffocating, and there were no windows, and the fresh air from outside could not enter.

The low man in the black cloak looked excitedly at the black liquid bubbling in the crucible in front of him, and did not look back. "Dear Mr. Cafu, I am worried that I can't find anyone to share my latest results with me, you have come in time, come in quickly. ”

Cafu entered, closed the door, gagged his nose with a white silk scarf, and stood in the doorway, looking terrified. "Mr. Caposo, I'm in trouble......"

Caposo, cloaked in black, looked back, his skeletal face suffocating in horror, bone-like fingers sticking out of his wide robes, caressing Cafu's old cheeks.

"Mr. Cafu, I sympathize with your haggard countenance, and let me see what kind of thing would make you come to my place against the will of your heart. ”

The strong smell of Caposo's fingers made Cafu extremely painful, and he stood in the corner trembling as if he had seen the devil of hell.

The only sound in the room could be heard from the inside of the crucible of an unknown black liquid being boiled.

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PS: Happy Lantern Festival! Today's cover is made, the effect is OK, I need a ticket, Mo Da! I wrote late at night last night, and I rushed out of today's manuscript......