"Wisdom is like you, and I didn't expect this scene. ”

"You know you...... Did you release anything?"

"Do you know what the law is in Port Will, where you rule?"

"Wake up, that's your butcher's knife. ”

"Do you know how many people's hopes you have ruined?"

Burke shuddered and stretched out his spear, "Let's relive that history!"

The gun became more and more brilliant, and finally exploded, forming a field.

The surrounding scene suddenly shifts, and the two are pulled into a vague space.

The blurred space begins to transform, becoming clear.

It's an eerie underground prison.

The rust-stained iron fence was stained with undried blood.

A rat sprang out of the hole, as if trying to rush through the narrow space, squeaking, and suddenly, a steady arm grabbed it.

The rat screamed and wailed, but it was met with a pair of eyes that bordered on madness, and the inexplicable sound of saliva swallowing sounded inside the prison.

It was a thin, thin hand, stained with dirt and blood, and he pressed the rat's head against the rough wall.

Sting.

In the violent dragging, the mouse's neck snapped and its head ...... Dropped.

He raised his hand and aimed the blood-spurting neck of the rat at his chapped lips, his mouth sucking like a hollow.

In the sound of blood, he sucked the blood dry...... , the shriveled rat was torn open by his fingers.

The smell of blood seemed to be heavier, but he didn't care.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud swallowing sound, and there seemed to be a little whimper in the chewing sound, and he whined like a beast with satisfaction.

With the slightest light source, his face could be seen.

His sunken face was full of markings, but his pupils were filled with madness.

He went to the bedside and continued to look through the materials, and by the dim light, his eyes moved word by word.

As I looked forward, the files were piled up on top of each other, the size of two rooms.

It appears to be a separate prison room.

He brought his finger to his lips, looked at the blood on his hands that was almost dry, and licked ...... without hesitation.

He's going to ...... To survive, he knows how to go from a criminal to a financier.

Give him five years, no, three years, he ...... Still returning, but only if you escape from this gloomy prison.

He lowered his head and squeezed out a word in his hoarse throat, "Chauvin." ”

Next to it was a voice-like voice, and Chauvin looked at the man in prison with a calm expression.

Burke seemed to be far away from him, and seemed to be in some kind of consciousness.

Only Burke's voice as a narrator echoed here.

"At the beginning of the incident, it was you who used the regime to defeat the three Willsan families, and at the same time, you designed to frame countless rich people. ”

"The one in prison is none other than the financier Vano. ”

"The rich people you designed have tried to solve the problem through legal means. ”

"You're smart, and you're pretty smart. ”

"You deprive them of their foundation, and the cost of their appeal is astronomical. ”

"How can they, deprived of their money base, beat you?"

"Perhaps you are the first to prove that money is powerless in the face of the regime...... Schemer. ”

"You prepare 100,000 pieces of evidence for every rich man who is imprisoned. ”

"Have you forgotten that there is heavy manual labor in prison?"

"They're going to spend a couple of hours a day looking at the archives, and they're going to spend more than a decade looking at the archives."

"More than ten years? Who can live for more than ten years in the prison environment?"

"Most of it is just a few years. ”

"Heh, hehe, do you remember these things in chauvin?"

The illusion was still distorting, and the lights flickered.

A dark shadow blocked the light source.

The man who was looking at the file stopped his movements and said hoarsely:

"Is there something wrong?"

Again, Chauvin's conditions have not changed. ”

"That's what he wants, no more, no less. ”

After listening to this, the man continued to look through the file, "In other words, as long as I transfer all the businesses to Shawen, I can regain my freedom." ”

"I finally got it. ”

"I have always believed that the contradictions between the aristocracy and the capitalists are reconcileable. ”

"Only now have I given up on this delusion. ”

"I also seem to understand why Shavin's enterprise technology never lags behind. ”

The hand that picked up the file trembled slightly.

"He's taking back all the top tech with that, I get it. ”

Suddenly, he smiled.

"However, I agree. ”

"I am willing to transfer all my inheritance to Chauvin and just want to live. ”

The other side was silent for a moment, then turned to leave.

............

The illusion is changing at breakneck speed.

The sky was slightly overcast.

This is the resplendent town hall.

Chauvin's secretary pondered at the table for a long time, fingers moving slightly.

With the flutter of the pen, strips of handwriting are outlined on the file.

A report of official documents is written.

On it is the company's financial statement.

This is a private factory.

The total value is around £400,000.

With the ink drawn, the operating company's financial figures were changed to negative equity.

The void next to him rippled with strange ripples, and a little bit of a figure, it was Mr. Teucer.

Indifferently, he spoke.

"The company's transcendents have been cleaned up. ”

"This document can be sent. ”

The secretary bowed his head and released this official document asking for his life.

Teucer walked up to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked out over the bustling city.

"Another company was transferred to his own account by Chauvin. ”

"Another big earthquake is about to ...... Here we go. ”

The winter was exceptionally cold.

It's not just the weather that's cold, it's also people's hearts.

Chauvin took over the business and dismissed all the workers.

Downtown.

Dilapidated rental building.

Wooden nailed windows whizzed in the wind, and the gloomy building was crowded with more than 40 unemployed people.

The world doesn't seem to favor them.

The boy was a little depressed and a little silent.

The father murmured, "I don't have a job anymore, and I can't afford a single piece of clothing." ”

A pair of innocent eyes lit up next to him, "Dad, why did Shavin do that?"

The father quickly covered his son's mouth, "Rumors can't be spread." ”

"You have to understand that there are some things that you are responsible for saying them. ”

"The suffering is over, and I believe in Dad, I've been finding a way. ”

"Daddy, I'...... Good...... Cold. ”

"There's no way, no wages, we can't afford cinders. ”

Snow was blowing outside, and the temperature plummeted.

"Dad, Mom has been infected with wind chill, what should I do?"

The man finally collapsed, and he knelt on the ground in pain, "We have no money to heal. ”

He hugged his son together, and it didn't seem to be much use.

In the erosion of cool air, life is so fragile.

Early in the morning, "Son, get up." ”

The son's eyes did not flutter in the slightest.

The man's trembling hand approached his son's nostrils and ...... Wail.

He looked to the side, "Where's the wife?"

An ominous premonition instantly filled his mind.

He slammed open the broken door.

"No!"

He looked at the corpse hanging from the top, tears hanging from his eyes.

"Why?"

"Is poverty the original sin?"

Squatting down, he buried his head little by little...... Between the knees.

He didn't have the courage to commit suicide, and he still wanted to be alone...... Alive.

The next room.

There was a man and a woman seated.

They heard the man's cry at the same time.

But they can't help it, everyone has experienced the cruel world, and it is clear that it has happened...... What the.

But in this world, it seems impossible to comfort each other.

The man's hands trembled slightly.

But the woman's gaze grew more and more resolute.

"You can't go...... Is it there?"

The woman covered her eyes, as if to stop something from pouring out.

"But this is the only way we can use this method, and only by surviving this winter night can we have hope. ”

"We are so poor that we have no way to survive but to ...... That's it. ”

The man's eyes darkened and he didn't say anything.

The wind and snow are getting heavier.

The man gritted his teeth and walked down the street, next to his wife.

Their hands were held together, and it seemed that this was the last warmth.

Eventually, he looked out and watched his wife's back squeeze into the ...... little by little Tavern.

Noisy premises...... Devouring, like being swallowed by the abyss.

His gums were completely shattered, little by little against the wall, and tears poured out of his eyes like a tidal wave.

His body slumped against the wall, like a ...... Dead person.

Empty eyes look at the sky.

After a long time, his lips squeezed out two words, "Chauvin." ”