Constance.

Ashida.

Tails walked the dirty streets of the underground mall with a blank face, thinking over and over again the Qi Wizard he knew.

Whether it is the ruthless villain on the street of Hongfang, or the elegant and knowledgeable magician in the chess and card room, or the inhuman monster that destroys the world in Longxiao City.

No, it's more than that.

Tails' mind returned to the Prison of Bones, to the secrets that had been buried in the darkness.

The Edge of the Pure World, the Three Calamities Alliance, the Two Emperors, Frylan.

Ashida Sackn, what did you do?

And your so-called moderate, you and your companions, who are you in the year of blood...... What role did it play?

If what Morris said is true, then eighteen years ago, you collaborated with the former king, but you murdered Constance, murdered a member of the Bright Star royal family, right?

I come from the Bright Star Royalty, what does it mean to you?

Tails' mind moved, and he suddenly remembered what Ashida had said to him:

[What I'm looking forward to, Tails, is not your ultimate success.] 】

[Rather, you are sandwiched between the magician and the human, between the calamity and the world, between your own essence and the gaze of others, between the inescapable future and the past that is difficult to let go......]

[In the end, it was torn apart by contradictions, destroyed by conflict, and devoured by remorse...... The day when we finally compromised. 】

Thinking of this, Tails subconsciously clenched his fists and pinched the cut marks in his palms.

"Ah, again. ”

Cohen stared at Tails' back with burning eyes.

Glover, who was beside him, had been staring at Maurice vigilantly, and couldn't help frowning when he heard this:

"What's this?"

Cohen pointed to Tails, who was expressionless and just pacing faintly.

"This is the appearance of Your Highness, I have seen it in the Northland, in Exeter. ”

He put his palm to his mouth, looked mysterious, and lowered his voice:

"In the corner of the dim altar, after he and a priestess of the bright moon were alone for more than ten minutes......"

The priestess of the bright moon?

Alone?

Ten minutes?

Gloover was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Tails' back.

And so he was. ”

I saw Cohen's eyes turn, revealing the shrewdness and wisdom unique to the Wang family's vigilant officer:

"After chatting with the priestess and coming back, I became unrelenting, my steps were vain, I was sluggish, my eyes were blank, and I looked like all the energy in my body had been drained to the bottom......"

Glove's gaze changed slightly.

"But His Highness recovered quickly," Cohen revealed, reminiscing about the past:

"After a few minutes, he was lively again, and he was full of energy to find the little girl in Longxiao City, and he quickly planned to do a big job......

In the next second, the zombie turned its head and glared at Cohen!

His eyes were like knives, full of murderous intent.

Cohen's words choked on his lips.

"You try it, make another joke on Your Highness......"

Croover snorted in warning, and stepped up his pace, grazing past Cohen and rushing to Tails' side.

"What's wrong?"

Cohen caught up with him, full of grievances:

"I'm telling you the truth, I'm not kidding...... Well, even if it's fake, you can't be so angry......"

Tails was still immersed in complicated thoughts, and before he knew it, he turned another familiar street corner.

The uneven dirt roads, the mossy corners, and the signboards......

Everything is so familiar.

It's like walking through this street countless times when I was a kid.

And the only difference ......

Only himself.

Walk, leg lift, boot drop.

Tails repeated the rhythm of the march mechanically and numbly, but it felt like his ankles were chained, and each step carried a full weight.

There was a cacophony of human voices ahead,

Tails looked up faintly, and what appeared not far away was a shop with a magnificent façade that was incompatible with the surroundings.

There are many people outside the store, gathering in twos and threes, or beating their chests and sighing, or dancing and laughing and ecstasy.

Tails stopped, glanced at the luxurious sign above the storefront, and knew it.

Black Gold Casino.

When I was a child, this was one of the most important tests of the beggars' eyesight: gamblers who won money were naturally generous and spread their wealth everywhere, while gamblers who lost money were short-tempered and sometimes even punched and kicked people who grabbed their clothes and begged.

"Don't worry dude," said a thin, well-dressed man under a small shed outside the casino, comforting another man in shabby clothes and a gray face:

"It's just bad luck once in a while, think about it, how many times have you won before?Did you know, all you need is a chance to turn the book, just once, maybe only ten silver coins, but to be on the safe side, it's better to have a hundred ......"

Cohen, who was behind Tails, saw this scene and suddenly looked solemn:

"Damn. ”

Gloover also understood what was happening, and he snorted coldly.

"I know, brother, I used to be like you, but look at how well I'm doing now, do you know why?"

The thin man under the shed handed his bottle to the man and patted him on the shoulder pityingly:

"Drink slowly, don't choke...... I assure you, within a radius of ten streets, this loan has the least interest, and it is the peripheral business of the casino...... Recently, there is also a discount, if the first one loses, they do not count the interest on the part they lose, and they start counting from the second hand...... Their exchange price is also the best, you know a while ago, the exchange of Midil for Mindis outside even had to be 90 to 1, haha, praise the virtuous king! And the exchange price here is absolutely fair, I relied on this copy in the first place......"

The desperate man drank a few sips of wine, listened to the thin man's words again, and a heartwarming look appeared on his face again.

Tails looked at the familiar scene and sighed silently.

But when he was about to turn back to find Maurice, a dark shadow flashed behind him!

Cohen stepped forward with a gloomy face, and Gloover didn't even have time to hold him.

"Yes, if you want, they will release the money immediately! Look at the heavy purse...... Oh, don't worry, how much money do they lend, more than yours, less than yours? At most, you will be asked to repay the loan in installments...... Yes, yes, right here, sign your name...... Well, then put a handprint and mortgage some small things, no, no, no, no, it's just a proof, not a robbery...... Well, do you have a daughter? You know, sooner or later, she's going to get married and have babies for somebody else......"

The thin man pulled the man to the small table under the shed, and the bookkeeper behind the table lifted a money bag from underneath, and then lazily pulled out a contract for the man to press his handprint.

"Do you have a wife...... No, no, no, in case it's really unfortunate, the owner is also very talkative, as long as you come to do some odd jobs and exchange work for debts...... Do you know brothers, mothers-in-law have private money, and they would rather buy earrings for themselves than hand them over to you, so that the head of the family can use them to do business and make a lot of money...... Sometimes you have to squeeze them to get their little coffers out of the naiko like milking cows......"

The man looked at the money bag on the table and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the thin man next to him added a lot of strength:

"Besides, you don't necessarily have to lose, think about it, the head of the family made a lot of money, went home in a rage, stuffed the new dress and new gifts into the hands of the mother-in-law and daughter, and then smashed the heavy money bag on the dining table, hey, look at the fuck, who would dare to show you a look......"

The man smeared a handful of ink, but hesitated when it came time to press the contract.

The thin man and the settler glanced at each other, and the former sighed, and pulled the man backwards:

"Forget it, brother, since you are so hesitant, there is no need to force yourself...... Don't worry, their loans are all voluntary, and they won't force you, come on, take a drink, and we'll help you think of an excuse: why is the salary for pulling goods gone today, I hope to deceive your wife......"

But the man was shocked, and subconsciously pulled the thin man with a nonchalant face, and his eyes revealed pleading.

"I ...... I ......" The man struggled to look at the little contract.

At this time.

"Hey, stop!"

The vigilante's loud voice rang out high, attracting the attention of the people in front of the casino.

"Don't sign, don't press your handprint!"

Cohen angrily pushed through the crowd, pushed the thin man away, and pulled the destitute man to his side:

"Do you want your family to be ruined, or do you want to sell your children and wife?"

"Or are they forced to do illegal work of trafficking and smuggling, and go to prison for them?"

The man looked stunned and looked at the big man in front of him for some reason.

Outside the crowd, Glover frowned and said to Tails, "Your Highness, he ...... like this"

But Tails just raised a hand and shook his head:

"As a vigilante officer, it would be best for him to come forward. ”

In the crowd, the thin man who was disturbed was annoyed and angry:

"Where the did you get the bad luck and ...... him"

But the bookkeeper behind him pulled the thin man and whispered a few words to him.

The thin man's expression changed.

He looked at Cohen, who looked angry, and suddenly smiled.

"Oh oh, that's stupid...... "Mr. Vigilant," said the thin man, rubbing his hands, motioning for some of his accomplices in the crowd to step away, and he himself came to Cohen:

"What's the matter, check our qualifications again? This is a long-established black gold casino, licensed, a hundred years ago, issued by the virtuous monarch - do you want to go in and have a look?"

The unexpected movement here was not small, attracting the surrounding gamblers and passers-by, who surrounded Cohen and the man, all of whom were unkind and hostile.

Tails heard someone in the crowd around him whispering "dead green skin".

The man who almost pressed his handprint looked at such a big battle, and his face suddenly turned pale.

But in the face of so many people, Cohen just snorted coldly, and he faced the thin man, blocking the man behind him:

"yes, you don't know when you coerced and lured the license......

"Yo yo yo, the casino is diligent in its operation, and it is carefully declared every year and the tax is paid in full," the thin man saw so many people watching, and he was even more fearless:

"As for coercion and inducement, your colleagues often come to make rounds, why don't you ask them?

Cohen suddenly raised his voice and interrupted him:

"But illegal loan sharks are not!"

As Cohen spoke, he pushed the thin man away and rushed into the shed, only to find that the contract on the table was long gone.

"Illegal loan sharks?" said the thin man, smiling slyly, to the crowd:

"Do you have proof?"

There was scattered laughter and boos from the people around them.

The vigilant officer's face tightened, and he glanced up at the crowd, only to find that there was no figure of the settler.

He turned back to the hapless man and asked:

"Tell me, how much interest do they charge for lending you money?"

The man was visibly frightened, and trembled:

"I ......"

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm friends with him!, stupid greenskin, oh, I'm sorry—Mr. Vigilant," the thin man snorted with his arms folded, deliberately shouting with contempt:

"What's the matter, if friends help each other to buy some money, do you have to report to the Alert Department for taxes?"

Cohen jerked his head back, his eyes angry.

The crowd around him startled and scattered into a small clearing.

"I know, your old routine!"

Cohen gritted his teeth and said to the thin man, then turned his head and rebuked bitterly at the man who was supposed to put his handprint:

"A certain guy is neatly dressed and elegant, and he looks like a serious man like you, with a meager income, and a sad face, so he cleverly urges you to try your hand at the casino, and you won several times at first, so you can't help but come every day, until today you suddenly lose your principal - you probably want to buy some jewelry for your wife and earn some dowry for your daughter, right? I tell you, you're in the wrong place, idiot!"

The man was so ashamed that he bowed his head.

"And you guys!"

Cohen raised his hand and pointed forward, staring at the thin man, his momentum not inferior to the crowd around him:

"Scum, give the 'fat sheep' a little sweetness first, lead him to the bait, and after a few days, when they lose everything, you scum will wait outside to 'touch the sheep' and peddle your usury. ”

"And even if he borrows money, of course, he will lose it all again, once he can't pay back the money, you won't be so good-mouthed, come to the door to ask for debts, threaten persecution, and even ask for wives and daughters...... When you encounter a hard bone, you will find someone in the fraternity who specializes in collecting black accounts...... Until his family is ruined and destroyed, you will be slaughtered!"

Cohen was furious:

"You understand, idiot? And you, thin man, you can't run away today, come with me to the Xicheng Alert Hall and see if I don't you out of a skin!"

Cohen grabbed the man's hand and walked over to the thin man.

The helpless man shuddered, looking at Cohen and then at the thin man with a gloomy face, at a loss.

But the thin man took a step back and sneered.

"Tell me, Mr. Vigilant," the thin man chirped.

"Since you're here to patrol and enforce the law, what about your Alert Department badge, won't you show us it?"

Cohen snorted angrily:

"Another old trick? trying to steal my badge?"

But when he touched his hand to his waist, he was suddenly stunned.

The vigilant officer spout:

"I, I, that, badge ......"

Cohen put his hand back in place, looking a little terrible.

"How dare you," said the thin man, spreading his hands nonchalantly:

"Who doesn't know in the lower city, stealing your things is looking for death, and the thieves you send in are about to fill the prison......"

"So, what about your Guard Hall badge?"

The crowd began to heckle, urging Cohen.

But Cohen still had an ugly expression.

Damn it.

Looking at Cohen's reaction, Tails sighed.

He suddenly knew why Cohen was hiding his identity with his hood when he went out.

He also knew why the stupid man's words were inconsistent: first he said that he was here to inspect the district, and then he said that he had asked for leave, and he was even more hesitant to go to the lower city.

This guy ......

"Ah, I see. ”

The thin man pretended to be suddenly enlightened and took a step forward:

"Last time on Hongfang Street, you were jealous of others for the top girl in the Laiya Club, and injured several noble children, right?"

Cohen stopped talking.

Leia Clubhouse, the top girl.

A few words caught Glove's attention, and he frowned at Cohen.

"So you're suspended from the Alert Department, confiscated your badge, and go back to 'reflect,'" the thin man from the Black Gold Casino arrogantly walked up to Cohen:

"Now you don't, you don't, you have, you have the law, you have the power. ”

The thin man poked the guard officer's chest again and again, extremely proud.

Someone whistled, and the crowd suddenly became louder, with mockery, ridicule, and even abuse.

Cohen's expression stiffened:

"You-"

"How do I know?"

The thin man took his words, bowed forward, and said in a tone:

"Hehe, stupid green skin, of course it's your inside, there are, people, sue, sue, I, of, ah!"

Cohen's face changed, and he subconsciously grabbed the thin man's collar!

"What's the matter? Annoyed and angry, you want to hit someone?"

The thin man was not afraid, and let the other party grab the collar.

He even raised his hands defiantly, yin and yang:

"Everyone, give me a testimony! The corrupt police officer has beaten the good people for no reason!"

Cohen froze.

Several nurseries led the crowd to the middle, and the insults became louder and louder.

The crowd squeezed Cohen, and he had to let go of the man, who saw a bad situation and slipped out of the crowd.

In the chaos, the thin man sneered and said loudly:

"I know, you're that stupid vigilante who can fight very well, a few months ago, a brother met you at the Sunset Bar, and you still can't get up from your bed...... Hehe, but we're law-abiding citizens, don't scare us, I'll call the police if there's violence!"

The surrounding crowd burst into laughter, and many people gloated.

And Cohen was so angry that he couldn't say a word, and his hand holding the other party's collar couldn't go up or down, and there was nowhere to put it:

"You ...... I ......"

The thin man looked at the trembling Cohen with a funny expression, as if he were looking at a clown.

"Why, aren't you very angry? Come on, hit me! According to your face, come, beat! Bully the people, aren't you green skins the best at this?"

Cohen gritted his teeth, his face struggling, and he tried to endure.

The people around him coaxed one after another, and there were many indignations:

"Ouch, what is this, hood?

"This material is really good, rich and noble, how many people have eaten people's fat and people's ointment?"

"I heard that his father is a big nobleman, hehe, I know that he is not a good thing!"

"Come on, the great nobleman will let his son come here to suffer, I'm afraid it's not an illegitimate mongrel!"

"Fuck you, my stall was a day late to pay the deposit, and it was smashed by the green skins!

"What is this, my father went to prison because he refused to be blackmailed by them, and when he came out, both legs were broken!"

"Stupid green skin! Xiacheng District can't get better, it's all because of corrupt officials like you!"

"Beat him! What are you afraid of? There are so many of us!"

"Who dare, they are servants of the king, ruling over us on behalf of the royal family, aren't they, fools?"

Although no one dared to actually do it, many people pushed and shoved the stupid big man back and forth, laughing and scolding endlessly, and some even secretly spat on his boots.

The vigilant officer couldn't stretch left and right, and wanted to do it several times, but he endured it again.

Looking at this scene, Tails sighed and nodded to Glove.

But as Glouver was about to step forward, another voice sounded in a deep voice:

"Is that enough?"

The voice shook the air and startled everyone as if it were ringing in everyone's ears.

People turned their heads in unison.

I saw a short, fat man, pacing lazily into the crowd:

"Then let's disperse. ”

The onlookers looked at each other.

The thin man in the crowd saw that the aftershow was disturbed, and turned around and said angrily:

"Which onion are you-"

But in the crowd, a voice sounded in horror:

"Yes, it's Mo, it's Morris! That's Morris!"

"The Brotherhood, the Brotherhood is coming!"

At that moment, without warning, the ranks of the crowd erupted in low exclamation.

The panic spread quickly.

With Morris as the center, the people in front of the casino suddenly dispersed, leaving a large open space.

It also reveals Cohen, who is disheveled and embarrassed in the center.

He panted and pushed away one of the gamblers closest to him, looking at the people around him unconvinced.

But no one paid any attention to the vigilant officer anymore.

Frightened, surprised, and evasive, with all sorts of moods, everyone stared at the sudden appearance of Morris, and the scene was silent for a while.

Tails looked at the silent crowd and then at Morris, his brow furrowed.

In the field, many people secretly turned around and slipped away, and some people retreated timidly and bowed their heads.

There are also people who greet them warmly and flatteringly with thick skin:

"It's the boss!"

Someone raised his head, and the greeting suddenly came and went, full of enthusiasm:

"Hello Boss!"

"Good day, boss!"

"I heard you beat the red turban again?"

"Well done!"

"Boss, I want to go to the Brotherhood another day!

But in the face of the noise of the crowd, Morris did not say a word, just gently raised his arms and clenched his fists in the air.

As if there was a silent order, the lively crowd fell silent again.

Tread, step, step.

All that remained in the field was the footsteps of Morris.

He walked slowly past Cohen and snorted softly at the embarrassed vigilante, smiling rather than smiling.

"I guess, you need a little help from me?"

Cohen was angry at first, and wanted to speak, but he couldn't help it.

Morris turned his head again and looked at the skinny man in the casino.

The thin man's face turned pale, and he hurriedly nodded:

"Ha, Boss Maurice, hey, hey, hey, misunderstanding, I didn't see you, I didn't hear you were coming...... How can a busy person like you have the time to come to us......"

Another business floated up behind Morris—Lejork glanced around coldly.

The crowd erupted in a palpable cringe.

The thin man's expression was even worse.

As he tried to greet him, the fear in his eyes was clearly visible:

"Hey, Boss Leyoke, you're here too—oh, two bosses, do you want to come and have fun? Welcome, welcome, inside, please, we have a private room......"

But Morris just raised a finger and shook it:

"If you don't do business today, get out. ”

The thin man was stunned.

The crowd also stood still, and the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath.

Lejoke snorted coldly, he turned to look around, and said softly:

"Someone...... Don't you understand?"

The voice of the silent killer fell.

Crash!

In the next second, the crowd seemed to explode!

In the incessant sound of footsteps, everyone didn't dare to stay longer, and turned around and left, not even daring to look back.

Cohen stood still, stunned as he watched the scattered birds, unable to recover for a long time.

The thin man also wanted to slip away, but Leyok grabbed his shoulders from behind.

"I remember, I said yes to Cencha. ”

Morris came up to him.

The fat man was unhurried and slow, but there was a cold breath in his words:

"The proceeds of this battle belong to him, after all, his men have suffered heavy casualties and have a high degree of use, and I will take care of it. ”

The thin man shuddered slightly.

He turned back mechanically, and laughed more ugly than crying:

"Look, Boss—"

Morris interrupted him:

"But we also said that we would only engage in those profiteers, cunning merchants, and aristocratic families. ”

"And that guy? He looks like a poor coachman, with no oil or water. ”

Morris squinted at the thin man.

The thin man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and glanced at the other party flatteringly:

"Boss, we, I'm sorry, I really don't know what that guy does before we do it......"

Morris snorted, and the thin man suddenly stopped.

"So, when you touch the sheep, you don't probe the wool and go straight to it?

Morris's gaze glanced back, consciously or unconsciously:

"If you touch the Prince of the Stars another day......"

Tails frowned.

Morris's eyes froze:

"Then won't my street be unlucky?"

The thin man was about to cry:

"You're laughing, why did the prince come to us—hiss!"

Lejok behind him suddenly exerted force, and the thin man begged for mercy in pain:

"Okay, okay, okay, this, Boss Maurice, you see, there are not many rich people in the three districts of the lower city, even if they are nobles, they are afraid of the prestige of the Brotherhood, and we are forced to ......"

Morris just looked at him, expressionless.

The thin man felt that there was a play, and cried and mourned:

"And we're looking for business at the door, and it's not counting making money in the casino, after all, the brothers also have to eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat......"

The thin man's face changed, and his voice suddenly became hoarse.

With a painful look on his face, he began to gasp for air.

Cohen was startled and subconsciously touched his neck.

Morris looked at the thin man silently, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

Lejok let go of him coldly, and the latter fell to his knees with a thud, clasped his hands around his neck, breathing in pain and tears in his eyes, but unable to utter a complete sentence:

"No, boss, don't, beg, please, you ......"

"Hey!" Cohen couldn't hold back and took a step forward:

"You're going to kill ...... in front of me"

But his arm was grabbed and prevented from getting closer!

It's Leyoke.

"If the Boss wants to kill," the Silent Killer held Cohen's hand and shook his head contemptuously as he snorted disdainfully.

"He doesn't need any powers. ”

Cohen gritted his teeth.

In the next second, the thin man's breathing suddenly returned to smoothness:

"Ha-ha-"

He collapsed to the ground, weeping bitterly over his regained right to breathe.

Tails silently looked at everything in front of him, and inexplicably remembered how the Qi Magician got along with him.

"This time I'm giving face to Qincha, and it's also to give face to this vigilante," Morris leaned over, bared his teeth, and was kind and calm:

"Next time, remember: don't contradict me. ”

The frightened thin man couldn't say a word, so he could only nod his head desperately.

"Stop harming the poor – Downtown is our roots. Morris clapped his hands, not careless.

"Get out. Leyoke kicked him and said coldly.

The thin man crawled to his feet, weeping and nodding his head, and walked backwards away.

"The same goes for the rich!"

Cohen reacted and added angrily:

"Anyone!"

The thin man's back disappeared around the corner.

The entrance to the Black Gold Casino was suddenly deserted.

"Wow, Officer Guard. ”

Lejoke glanced at Cohen and sneered disdainfully:

"It works. ”

Cohen bit his lip tightly, his face ugly.

Tails and Glouover stepped forward, and Cohen did not dare to look at them, turning his head away in shame.

"Have you been here, Vigilant Officer?"

Morris looked with interest at the streets that were scared empty by him.

Cohen reacted, saw that it was Morris, and turned his head in disdain.

"Of course, this is my jurisdiction. ”

"Whether it is patrolling, exploring, searching and arresting, and the crime crackdown ...... arranged by the Alert Department every year"

"But here......" Cohen was about to speak, but he couldn't continue.

Morris exhaled, as if he were coming home.

"But there's more to it than you think, isn't it?"

"Whether it's the chaos of the urban layout, the trickiness of dealing with it, or the complexity of the people. ”

Cohen turned his head angrily and didn't answer.

Tails sighed silently in his heart: it was a great shame for Cohen to be helped by the boss of the Brotherhood.

"You know, I knew it when I heard that there was a new, extraordinary-born stunned green skin in the green skin nest in Xicheng," Morris slapped his belly and snorted:

"You're going to be out of luck. ”

The fat man of the Brotherhood continued to walk forward, and Lejock followed closely.

"I'm unlucky?" Cohen was stunned.

Tails was preoccupied, and he waved his hand, also keeping up with the fat man's footsteps.

Croover reached for Cohen's arm, but was shaken off by the angry vigilante and stiffened to follow.

"Hmph," Cohen said stiffly, "I'm fine, I've always been unlucky anyway." ”

"But what ...... you?"

Cohen gave Morris a vicious glance at his back.

"Stealing, extortion, extortion, robbery, intimidation, violence, murder, no, and more," the warden counted with envy:

"Drug trafficking, prostitution, gambling, smuggling, bribery, including usury just now – don't think that you are doing a merciful act by stopping the lender, you know, it is the sin you have brought with you!"

"As the culprit, you think you can escape?"

Morris seemed to find it funny and laughed.

Lejock shook his head even more disdainfully.

Cohen gritted his teeth and said:

"Someday, you will pay for your crimes. ”

"The price?"

Morris didn't look back, just took a deep breath.

"You guys, the Blood Vials, they're all moths out of this world," Cohen said coldly, and Tails swore that he had never seen him like this:

"You are all doomed. ”

"Extinction?" said Morris, pacing, munching on the word.

He suddenly smiled.

"Haha, I have to say," the fat man sneered and shook his head:

"Very ambitious, Qing—oh, Mr. Vigilante. ”

"What, you think you're going to be the exception?" Cohen snorted.

Maurice shook his head:

"No, no, no, please don't misunderstand me, Mr. Vigilant. ”

"Don't worry, I've had my senses for a long time. ”

Morris looked up and sighed:

"This business is like a mercenary, maybe one day I will fall, and it may even fall into your hands......"

The fat man glanced at Tails, and the boy looked back at him coldly.

"But ......"

Maurice exhaled:

"Look around. ”

The fat man stretched out his arms, and Tails followed his gaze:

"On the streets, in the neighborhoods, in the alleys, the humble grocery stores and their idle apprentices, the humble and sparse workshops with their day laborers where they have nowhere to go, the stalls with their flocks and the wanderers within, the dilapidated nests and the vagrants who shelter from the elements, the cramped and dimly lit lofts and the single dogs who are alone even on Valentine's Day, the street traders who sell carts, the scruffy children who walk the streets......"

"Including the lower, more miserable, more frowning professions: beggars, prostitutes, hooligans, gamblers, authors, gangsters, including the Groves just now, the coachmen who were forced to borrow from loan sharks, the crowds around you denouncing the vigilantes, and even the little girl family who ran into you on the street before......"

Morris lamented:

"Hundreds, thousands, thousands......"

"These people, who do you think they are?"

Cohen frowned.

"Poor. ”

Cohen paused for a moment and said angrily:

"I mean, poor people, all poor people who have been cheated and deceived by you, and who have been sucked by your blood. ”

Glove's brow furrowed as he remembered something.

Morris burst out laughing.

Tails sighed lowly.

No.

Cohen.

They are not just poor.

They are even more ......

"No," Morris finally had enough of laughing, and he turned his head to look at Cohen who was not convinced:

"You don't understand, Mr. Vigilante. ”

"All these people, they are our people. ”

Cohen was stunned.

The fat man of the Brotherhood narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous light flashed in them:

"They all belong to the Black Street Brotherhood. ”