At this time, several hawkers rushed by, and the tin bucket rattled, and Liao Ha just wanted to catch up, but stood again.

He seemed to find it more interesting to be with these two stubborn tourists.

"You're having a fun deal." Homer teased.

"Don't say it, uncle," Liao Ha said with an eyebrow, "An agent is not something anyone can do, you have to be talented."

"Broker?"

"Yes, people like me, and those over there, are all agents. Or what do you think?"

Homer couldn't speak—he was trying to keep himself from laughing, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

It was then that Artyom noticed a sudden change in Homer's expression.

His face turned cold and frightened, like a dead man, and his gaze crossed to the agent and fixed on the side of him.

"Don't believe it," continued Lieuha, to a deaf Homer, ", I tell you, it's the blood of the economy. What do mushrooms grow on? What is the fertilization of tomatoes at Sevastopol station? So, don't look down on the dung......

At each pause, Homer nodded mechanically, and at the same time, leaning sideways, slowly walked away from Lyorha, past Artyom.

Artyom traces his trajectory with his gaze, but it still feels inexplicable.

A few steps away from them stood a thin, light-haired girl kissing a big fat agent, who quietly kicked her dung bucket aside with her foot to keep the scenery from spoiling.

Homer's hesitant steps were the way to the couple.

"Say, can we make a lot of money?" After losing the old man's audience, Lioha immediately turned to Artyom.

Homer walks up to the couple and awkwardly picks the right angle so that he can see the face of the intimacy.

Did he recognize anyone?

But the old man didn't dare to separate the two mouths that were posted together after all.

"What are you doing?" The fat man sensed the old man with the flesh on the back of his neck, and shouted angrily, "Are you sick, old man?"

The face of the girl who had stopped kissing was sweat-stained and wrinkled, like the suction cup of a leech that had just been pulled off her arm.

This was not the face that the old man was looking for, Artyom could tell at once.

"I'm sorry." The old man said.

"Go away!" Leech Girl said.

Looking gloomy and unsettled, Homer walked back to Artyom and Riha. "Mistaken person." He explained.

But Artyom decided not to ask anything: to rashly unscrew the valve that the old man sighed about, and if he didn't do it, the screw would break.

Homer said to himself, "Of course she won't...... It is impossible to ...... with such a person Old fool......"

Artyom ignored Homer and asked Lioha, "Why, is it possible that you have lost money?"

"Won't you lose it...... Hanseatic deducts half of the tax on every shipment, and it is even more ...... Do those quarantines."

The so-called "Hanseatic" is the self-name of the Union of Station Circles of the Circle Line.

Any goods coming from all directions of the metro have to pass through the Hanseatic market and customs.

Rather than risking their lives to cross the entire subway, many of them prefer to transport their goods to the nearest market at the intersection of the Circle and Radial Lines, where they sell to local merchants.

The money received was usually deposited in a Hanseatic bank on the spot, so as not to be wiped by a red-eyed strongman in the dark tunnel.

Those who are stubborn and insist on transporting their own goods will inevitably end up paying high taxes.

Therefore, no matter how poor the other stations were, the Hanseatic was always rich.

No force in the entire metro could dictate to the Hanseatics, which emboldened the citizens of Hanseatic and left all the other platforms in vain.

From the center of the platform, you can see a long line of freight cars stretching towards the section, and these rail cars are not allowed to enter Riga station.

The broker's entire business is to snap up goods from the Northern Tunnel and sell them to the Southern Tunnel.

Next, the goods are someone else's.

"The whole business has come to a standstill." Liao Ha complained, "They're killing entrepreneurs, these bastards, damn monopolists. People want to do things diligently, but they can't! Who gave them the power to enrich us by us? Why are we tired and broken, but they have a big belly? It's oppression, damn it! If we had been allowed to develop trade freely, the whole subway would have prospered together a long time ago!"

Artyom suddenly has a crush on the lad and even ignores the smell. He wanted to continue the topic.

"Hanseatic has had a good life." "Once, I was doing forced labor at the Pavelets station on the Circle Line, cleaning toilets. I was supposed to work for a year, but I ran away after a week."

Liao Ha nodded and said, "You can be regarded as baptized."

Artyom continued: "They have thrown all this manure into the sinkhole or shaft, and they are not going to sell it at all."

Liao Ha sneered disapprehendedly, "They are rich."

Liao Ha pulled out a cigarette case, which contained cut cigarette paper and a small packet of tobacco leaves. He asks them to smoke, but Homer refuses, and Artyom takes it.

He leaned under the light bulb hanging from the ceiling and carefully read the letters on the paper before rolling his cigarette.

It was a yellowed page with neatly printed letters.

But the pages are torn by hand, and the person who tears the paper does it according to the specifications of the cigarette paper, not for the sake of being read.

I saw that it was written without beginning and end:

And the young gravity:

Opens up the power of the few.

Get ready to live in times like these:

There are no jackals and demons there.

The sky is pregnant with the future,

Wheat grows on the earth.

Unlike today's winners,

Bypassing the ancient cemetery,

Broke off the dragonfly's wings......

The text happened to break off at the "wing".

Artyom put tobacco leaves on top of the meaningless text, carefully rolled it into a tube, glued it with saliva, and borrowed fire from Liaoha.

Liao Ha paddled an alcohol lighter made from bullet casings. The paper smells good when burned, but the tobacco leaves are too bad.

"Why, you have to go to Peace Avenue Station?" Liao Ha squinted at the smoke and asked in a low voice.

"To Hanseatic. Yes, it must go."

"Do you have a visa?"

"Yes."

The two each took another deep puff of their cigarettes, and Homer choked and coughed, and Artyom was unconcerned.

"How much money are you going to pay?"

"You make a price."

"I didn't open the offer, big brother, the people over there are set, I can only help you introduce you."

"Then you will be referred."

Liao Ha proposes to have a drink before leaving, at the bustling local bar with the "Last Time" sign.

But Artyom refused, knowing what the wine was made of.

The price was negotiated: ten bullets, delivered to the place and introduced.

"You are really sincere, so if you can get to Hansea, this account will be considered a private account for the two of us."

Artyom nodded.

It's a swap.

Rioza could see Artyom's concerns. "I know you're afraid of some traps, but I promise it won't happen."

"I don't believe them."

"They won't do that. My friend, along the way you can see the prosperity of Hanseatic and the distance between us, which is twice as much as ours. I promise no problems. 「

Artyom was silent.

"I will arrange everything for you to enjoy the honorable treatment in Hansea, and there will be no fee." Liao Ha added.

Artyom shook his head, "I'll pay for it myself, your stuff is your own, I don't want it."

Liao Ha laughed: "I lent you this money voluntarily, you have no reason to refuse me, and I don't want this money, so I will lend it to you."

"No money." Artyom refused again, "I can't ask for it, it's yours, you should keep it."

Liao Ha laughed, "If you don't want to, just throw it away."

Artyom did not continue to argue.

This man is strange, he can always grab someone's sore foot, pinch it hard, and then collapse with one blow.

It's a formidable opponent.

"Alright, let's go."

"Hmm." Artyom replied, then turned to leave.

After walking a few steps, he heard Liao Ha's voice coming from behind him.

"Brother, we are friends, and I hope we always are."

Artyom didn't know what to say.

Liao Ha looked at Artyom's back as he left, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in his heart, "This business is really profitable. I'll definitely expand on it. 「

Artyom left the subway station, he found a secluded corner to hide, and he looked at the familiar subway entrance in the distance, and his face became solemn.

He knew it was a tough battle.

He will no longer despise anyone as he used to, and everyone has their own weaknesses.

He will keep an eye on him, see his weaknesses and decide whether to do it or not.

At the entrance of the subway, Artyom bumps into Homer, who happens to be riding the subway.

The two looked at each other.

Homer ignored Artyom and instead rushed towards the crowd in front of him.

"Homer?! Why is this old man here! 「

Artyom exclaimed in his heart.

His heart raced.

Artyom followed, observing Homer's expression as he followed, and he noticed that Homer quickly melted into the crowd and disappeared.

A sense of foreboding rose in Artyom's heart.

He followed the flow of people and finally arrived at the subway station.

The subway entrance is already crowded, and Artyom tries to blend in with the crowd, but finds it too late.

He saw Homer emerge from the crowd and walk off into the distance.

Artyom was in a hurry, and he took a few steps forward and shouted, "Homer, wait, we have something to discuss!"

Homer didn't pay any attention to Artyom, and he walked away quickly.

"What the hell is going on?" Artyom muttered to himself as he looked at Homer, who was fading away.

Not reconciled, he chased Homer again.

On the crowded streets, he bumped into three or four people in a row, and they cursed him one after another.

"What are you doing, don't you want to live?"

"yes, get out of here."

"I'm rubbing, are you sick?!"

"Ouch, hey, you've hit someone!"

People blamed Artem, Artyom's heart was very upset, and then a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, could it be that those dark forces did something to Homer that made Homer angry?!

Thinking of this, Artyom suddenly stopped, not daring to move forward any further.

He thought of Liao Ha's words.

Lioha tells him that those of the dark forces will not only hurt him, they will even hurt Homer.

He didn't know if his guess was right, but he had to admit that he had begun to worry about Homer's safety.

It's not the way to go!

Go on like this!

Artyom was anxious, and he began to regret that he shouldn't have been so stubborn just now.

If he compromised, he could still find an excuse not to participate in the operation, but for now, he had to keep up.

He knew that if he didn't follow Homer, soon Homer would be killed by the dark forces.

But Artyom wasn't sure if Homer knew what the dark Ones had done to her.

Artyom didn't want to bet.

"I'm going to stop this from happening!" He said secretly in his heart.

Artyom weaves through the flow of people. He wanted to find someone, but he couldn't find his target, so he could only rely on his memory to keep looking forward.

Faces popped up in Artyom's mind.

These people were his former friends or enemies, they were either close or hateful, and even they had helped him, but now they were no longer friends, only hatred remained.

Artyom wants to find them, he doesn't want his former friend to be killed, but he doesn't know where to start.

Just when he was restless, he suddenly saw two people, one was Homer and the other was his companion Jack.

"Jack!!" Artyom shouted.

Jack turned to look at Artyom.

Jack didn't speak, he just looked at Artyom quietly.

Artyom yelled and lunged at Jack.

"Ahh Jack screamed loudly.

He took a step back and pushed Artyom away.

Artyom fell to the ground, and he looked up, his face already bloodied.

"Jack!!" He shouted and pounced again.

Jack hurriedly avoided it, and he said loudly, "You are crazy, if you dare to come close to me again, I will be rude to you!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Artyom suddenly rushed at him.

"Snap" punched Jack in the chest, and Jack was knocked out and fell to the ground, clutching his chest and getting up, his face pale.

"Are you crazy? Why are you hurting me! Jack yelled at Artyom.

"Jack, I'm Artyom, I'm your friend, why did you kill me?" Artyom asked angrily.

"What?" Jack's eyes widened, "You...... Who are you? Are you ......

"I'm Artyom!" Artyom yelled loudly, "I'm your best friend, your best brother!"

Jack froze, he stood there for a moment, and suddenly he came to his senses, and he said loudly, "You are Artyom?"

"I am!"

"Haha, that's great." Jack said happily, "So you're Artyom, I thought someone else was impersonating you."

Artyom looked at Jack suspiciously, and Jack smiled and said, "I'm Jack! I'm your friend Jack, we've been friends since two years ago. 「..

"Jack, why are you hurting me?!"

"Your words are so hurtful, why should I hurt you? You are my friend, you are my good friend, I will not only protect you, but also help you, have you forgotten the friendship between the two of us? 「

"No, you lied to me!" Artyom shook his head.

"Artyom, I don't lie to you, we are friends, have you forgotten the oath between us? You once said that no matter what mistakes I made, you would forgive me, forgive me regardless of previous suspicions!! 「

"Impossible!"

Artyom shook his head resolutely, and he thought of a word.

Treachery!!

Yes, betrayal!!

He didn't expect that when his relationship with Jack was so good, Jack would actually make a move on him, this kind of thing is unique and will never be allowed to happen!

Artyom was furious, "You have disappointed me so much, I didn't expect you to be so vicious!"

"No, you're wrong!" Jack exclaimed, "You can't blame me, you can't blame yourself, you blame yourself for being too stupid and easy to be taken advantage of!!"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it, I won't believe it for the rest of my life! Artyom said loudly.

"I know you won't believe it." Jack sneered, "But I have to convince you, otherwise, we'll never be in touch with each other again, and I don't want to see you again!!"

After Jack finished speaking, he turned and ran.

Artyom tries to catch Jack, but he gives up.

Artyom stood in place, he looked at the direction of Jack's departure in a daze, his eyes became dim, and a strong sense of defeat poured into Artyom's heart, he knew that he had lost.

Lost to his friend Jack.

"I'm so stupid, how could I think he's still the same Jack he used to be? That Jack would never have been so cruel, never so vile and shameless!! I'm so stupid, how could I be so stupid? How could I consider him a friend?! Artem kept asking himself questions in his mind.

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