Chapter 81: The Slums

Hu Yu never knew that there was such a "dirty, messy, and poor" place in this huge "border city". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Just looking at it from a distance, before I got closer, I felt a thick stench rolling in, and Lao Hu, who was used to staying in the central city, suddenly felt a faint feeling of nausea.

The ground was covered with dirt, and it was impossible to distinguish between spoiled food and garbage that had been discarded out of nowhere; simple "shacks" that had not been planned were built haphazardly, and the mess was worse than the "shacks" where Hu Yu lived in the former tribe of Kreacher; the air was filled with not only a fishy smell, but also countless flies and mosquitoes, flying back and forth; the sky was even covered by the foul air, and the clouds on the top of the "slum" seemed to be much dimmer compared to the blue sky around them.

The poor who live in "shacks" are not bad, and there are a large number of disabled homeless people on both sides of the road, who are poorly clothed and do not even have a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

"Ding" good and evil system triggers, warm reminder: this is a good place to earn good and evil points.

Lao Hu is really a good person, a good person who can't look down on people and be poor.

In fact, there is no need for a godhead to remind him, Lao Hu can also see that this is a place in urgent need of help, but which one of the homeless people here can he help? Is it to help the thirty-year-old man who has no legs and crawls on the ground with his hands? Or is it to help the old man who has no arms but to lie in the corner and wail? Or is it the middle-aged woman who is crying with her child waiting to be fed?

A sense of powerlessness surged into Hu Yu's heart.

Shaking his head, Hu Yu felt that this matter still had to be considered in the long run. With his own strength, he can't help so many people at all, he may be able to pay out of his own pocket to earn a wave of good and evil values, although he doesn't know what the so-called good and evil values are for, but this is simply to stop the boiling soup, and if he doesn't completely strangle the flames of poverty underneath, how can he stop the boiling water?

Hu Yu thought silently, feeling that it was time to get some reward from Randall Jr.

"Hello uncle, may I ask, how is the 'Thieves Union' going?" Hu Yu casually looked for a wanderer between the uncle and the elderly who only had one leg still alive, and asked.

"Go straight ahead, turn left. He quickly got a response from the uncle, but it was accompanied by a slight look of longing, which was different from the longing of other wanderers begging for mercy, and there was a little unwillingness in this look.

A strange feeling surged into Hu Yu's heart, and Lao Hu subconsciously pulled it into his arms, wanting to take a few gold coins to thank him for his help, but he touched it again. Then he remembered that his wallet had been stolen by a little girl who was half the size of his wallet just now.

Looking at the dirty rough man in front of him very embarrassed, Lao Hu silently took out his hand from his arms, "No, I'm sorry, my wallet was stolen." ”

At this moment, in fact, this cramped feeling is only known to Lao Hu. How can we make this thing that is already true seem to be true, how can we make the poor wanderer in front of him willingly believe that he is not unwilling to give, it is not an excuse, that the real wallet has been stolen!

At this moment, Lao Hu felt like a wanderer, praying for the belief of the people in front of him.

Or whether to take out a magic gem given by the Great Elder Wright from the "God Space", after thinking for a while, Lao Hu immediately dispelled this idea. The so-called "puff is not guilty, but he is guilty." "Giving too much of a precious thing will bring him misfortune.

Obviously feeling the disappointment in the eyes of the uncle in front of him, Hu Yu did not continue to explain.

The uncle didn't show his disappointment too much, and then, some other unwilling elements in his eyes took over, and he said slowly: "Don't get in the way, just pass by next time to enjoy a meal." ”

After that, the middle-aged uncle struggled to pick up his crutches and slowly continued to walk forward. Hu Yu had mixed feelings in his heart.

Lao Hu silently looked at the figure who was about to turn around behind, but suddenly, the sharp-eyed Hu Yu found something different. This middle-aged uncle's tiger's mouth and other places are covered with calluses, how can it look like he once practiced martial arts?

"You used to be an adventurer?!" Hu Yu asked, looking towards the back of the walking figure.

As if struck by lightning, the uncle in the middle suddenly froze, then turned around slowly, and said to Hu Yu with a wry smile: "Which disabled old fellow lying here is not a former adventurer?! The middle-aged uncle's second sentence was extremely low, and Lao Hu couldn't even hear it clearly.

After that, the uncle continued to move forward again.

However, looking at these wanderers again, Hu Yu obviously felt something different, although it was not clear what the difference was, maybe the transformation that these former adventurers had undergone through the vicissitudes of life.

Lao Hu suddenly felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

"Maybe one day, I'll be left alone?"

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In the mansion of the deputy director, the deputy director was pale.

Looking at the son in front of him who was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face and couldn't even move on his own, Deputy Director Hou's face was pale, and he had an expression of hatred that iron could not be made of steel. And Hou Ting and Hou Gongzi, who were lying on the ground full of scars, also consciously broke into a catastrophe and did not dare to speak at all.

"Where did you get the 'standard' arrow?!" asked Deputy Director Hou.

"Just a few days ago, there was a businessman from other places who said that there was a small batch of 'good goods', and I ............ it when I saw that it was cheap and practical."

"Idiot, don't you know that this 'standard' arrow is a prohibited item?!" Deputy Director Hou was already stunned.

"You, haven't you ever accepted this kind of item before?" As soon as Hou Ting's words came out, even Director Hou's henchmen on the side couldn't listen to it.

Hearing that his son was climbing with him, Deputy Director Hou couldn't hold back anymore, he was furious, and immediately went down directly to slap Hou Ting: "Rebel!"

Seeing this, Hou Ting hurriedly dodged, so frightened that he was about to cry, and when he dodged, he also touched his wound, and suddenly, tears and snot flew sideways, so miserable.

Seeing his son's miserable situation, Deputy Director Hou's hand still didn't fall in the end, and he still couldn't bear it, after all, it was his own son.

"It's okay to receive this 'arrow miss', I didn't let you use it with you!" said as Deputy Director Hou had an expression of hatred that iron could not be made of steel.

Luckily did not get beaten again, Hou Ting also regretted what he said just now, but now, it seems that that matter is the most urgent, after all, he has caused a big misunderstanding and caused a big disaster.

"Father, how to deal with this matter?!"

After not speaking for a long time, Deputy Director Hou glanced at Hou Ting silently, seeing that Hou Ting's heart was furious, and then he gave orders to his subordinates.

"Pick up the son, take the stick, let's go to the governor's mansion!"

If Lao Hu was present at the moment, he would definitely feel that this matter was very similar to an idiom in ancient times in his previous life.

The so-called "guilty of petitioning?!"