Seeing her mother walk away, Mertesa let out a breath and fell to the ground.

Leyoke looked at the direction in which Beth disappeared with a complicated expression:

"You've lived here with Beth's mother all these years?"

Mertesa snorted disdainfully.

Leyoke frowned: "You know, Boss Morris can help ......"

"That's what Mommy meant!"

Mertesa interrupted him unceremoniously: "She said that the Brotherhood had changed, getting bigger and bigger, and that she didn't want to stay any longer. ”

"Like this, we may not be living well. ”

"But we survived. ”

He straightened up and glared at Lejok, jealous and hateful:

"It's not like you. ”

Lejoke was silent for a while:

"I remember when you were with Rhoda. ”

Mertesa burst into laughter, laughter full of resentment.

"Of course!

"But hey, look at me," Mertesa turned, struggling to show his severed arm, full of reluctance:

"He doesn't need waste. ”

"And do you think that after so many years, in addition to the darlings of big guys like you and the steel cone and the thunder axe, how many of us are still alive as the so-called 'Thirteen Generals' back then?"

Lejock did not respond to his questioning, but looked deeply at Mertesa's severed arm.

"Count the days, Silent Killer," Mertesa shook his head with a cold snort:

"It's not going to be long anyway. ”

The two old acquaintances of the Brotherhood were silent and speechless for a while.

"Mertesa, right. ”

Tails stepped forward in a deep voice:

"In the past few years, what happened to the abandoned house?"

Mertesa glanced at Tails.

"What kind of battle is this," the man looked at Lejock with disdain:

"Who is this? Your new lover?"

Lejok's face turned cold, and his arm touched the hilt again.

But Tails coughed.

"Look, Mertesa, people are watching us. ”

The prince smiled and gestured to the curious faces around him.

"So, the longer you stay with us, the more curious those who snatched your pot—the Sixth House, right—the more curious we will be about what we've talked to you, or ......"

Tails smiled:

"How much did you give you money?"

Mertesa's face changed:

"Phew!"

Mertesa said hatefully:

"You must be Maurice's little cub, just like him. ”

But Tails didn't care, just stared at him quietly.

"Now, do you want to answer the question?"

"What's wrong with the abandoned house?"

Mertesa snorted twice, looked at Lejock and the other two big men, and then spoke unconvinced:

"If you remember, Lejork, six years ago, on the day of the One Night War—"

Speaking of this, Mertesa glanced at his severed arm and snorted fiercely:

". ”

None of the others spoke.

"Anyway, when we were cutting people on Hongfang Street that day, something happened to the abandoned house. ”

"Rhoda's son was in charge of the place, and the waste drank too much and killed a bunch of beggars, and the rest ran away with a large ......"

I drank too much and killed a bunch of beggars......

Tails listened to the story quietly, his face expressionless.

It's as if it's someone else's story.

Leyoke narrowed his eyes:

"Quaid. ”

"I remember the shit, and I remember it. ”

Mertesa nodded, sullen:

"Some people say it's a conspiracy of the Blood Vials, and that waste was killed by a few beggars......"

Tails unconsciously raised his hand and pressed the scar on his chest.

"But the worst part is that the guy's old man is my former boss - Rhoda smashed the sunset bar for the sake of begging, and I heard that he also slipped the deputy who was in charge of the abandoned house with his son. ”

Tails frowned.

Mertesa shrugged:

"I know Roda – trust me, it's really something he can do. ”

Leyok was impassive:

"I know that Boss Morris talked to Iron Heart, and they solved the matter. ”

Mertesa snorted dismissively:

"Solve the fart. ”

He looked at Lejock unhappily:

"When this happens, who in the Brotherhood would dare to take care of this mess of the abandoned house?"

Mertesa looked back at the homeless people around her:

"There is a precedent, if something happens to the beggar, it will be to slap Morris in the face, and he will definitely settle accounts with you;"

"Even if the beggar is in charge, it will be even worse—Roda is concerned about his son, and if he knew that you were in charge of the beggar, he would definitely look at you unpleasantly;"

"It's not good, there are a few more restless ones in the beggars, like Quaid, who wiped your throat while you were drunk......"

Mertesa smiled sarcastically, a little self-defeating:

"In this way, the people who are still willing to come to the abandoned house are only the old, weak, sick and disabled!"

"Mertesa," Lejock hesitated for a moment:

"You ......"

Mertesa snorted, his tone full of pain and disdain:

"Do you know what's more interesting? Rhoda always thought that his son's killer hadn't been caught, so he told me to stay here and wait for the beggar to come back and throw himself into the net—look, for what a good reason, a good excuse to throw away the garbage!"

The last sentence, he almost screamed.

Throw yourself into the net.

Tails subconsciously raised his head and looked at Mertesa again.

But Mertesa didn't care what his words had to do with the person in front of him, and just laughed at himself:

"You see, the kind of people we ...... Hey, Hang Erlang is a few blind tubes, the door is opened at dawn and the door is locked in the dark, and after coming and going, the beggars gradually become lazy, and they run a lot to say that even the street business is out of oil. ”

Mertesa said sullenly:

"The new thugs are even more reluctant to come - who doesn't want to go there and enjoy the happiness just after the Red Square Street has been won?"

Cohen, who had been listening carefully, couldn't hold back any longer, and he stepped forward:

"So what about the beggars in the abandoned house?

Mertesa looked warily at Cohen's standard army stance:

"Which one are you?"

Cohen was anxious: "I-"

"Newcomers in the Brotherhood," Tails pushed Cohen back without changing his face:

"Retired from the army - and then?"

Mertesa looked at Cohen suspiciously.

"The Brotherhood has really grown and come out," he snorted.

"In the past, the soldiers who had served in the army were only willing to go to the Blood Bottle Gang. ”

"Mertesa. Leyoke reminded in a deep voice.

Mertesa waved his hand unhappily.

"After that, I don't know what happened, the city hall was eyeing here. ”

As soon as these words came out, whether it was Leyoke, Tails, or Cohen, the three of them were stunned:

"City Hall?"

"yes, I don't know what bad luck has happened," Mertesa said listlessly:

"Every once in a while, the official contingent of people, from green skin, blue skin, to steel skin, will come to the abandoned house to carry out some surprise attack, in the name of cracking down on human trafficking, banning child labor gangs and so on. ”

"At its most exaggerated, the beggars in the abandoned houses had to be evacuated once a week to avoid inspection, which was a chaos, and even other businesses in other places were affected. ”

Cohen's eyes slowly changed, and he scratched his head:

"Oh, I remember, there were a few big sweeps......"

But Tails pinched him and asked in a deep voice:

"Why?"

"I don't know," Mertesa shook his head:

"I have a friend who is from the green skin, and he said that they don't want to come here, to do this kind of flowery work with no oil and no income, and the leaders of the green skins don't want to either. ”

"But the order came from someone higher, and they had no choice but to obey it, even if they were to make a show. ”

Lejock was still puzzled, Cohen was puzzled, and Croover was indifferent.

Only Tails, who stood to the side in a daze, his mind distracted.

The town hall has its eye on this......

The order was sent from someone higher......

Tails subconsciously clenched his fists.

If so......

He gritted his teeth, resisting the rush of gratitude that welled up in his chest.

Thank you, Gilbert.

"So the abandoned house was messed around like this, and the income outweighed the loss, so Boss Morris decided: tear down the fence of the abandoned house, let the beggars out, and scatter them into pieces in the hands of various small gangs under the bottom, a lump here, a circle there—it is better than one day to get rid of it and be wiped out. ”

Mertesa's face darkened, and then he sneered:

"As soon as the beggars leave, we wasters...... Haha, isn't it even more useless?"

Lejock was silent.

Cohen didn't care about the other party's mood, he took a step forward anxiously:

"So, the beggars of the Brotherhood are no longer kept in abandoned houses?"

"And in the gangs on the streets?"

Mertesa looked up at Cohen, his gaze turned around the hilt of his sword, a little puzzled, but he replied anyway:

"More than that. ”

Mertesa tightened his empty right sleeve and sneered disdainfully:

"Brotherhood, there are no beggars for a long time. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

"What do you mean?" Cohen reacted the most, his eyes widening:

"Why?"

Mertesa sneered:

"Because I can't afford it. ”

Lejock withdrew his gaze from the poor people around him:

"Why can't you afford it?"

Mertesa stared at him:

"Why, you've been following Morris for so long, don't you know? He didn't tell you when he fucked your ass?"

Lejock exhaled, and he pressed his hand on the hilt again.

But Tails was quicker than him.

"Mertesa, do you know what this is?"

Tails smiled and stretched out a fist.

Mertesa snorted on the ground:

"Ha, cub, I wish your fists were a little harder than the stuff down there. ”

But Tails didn't think it was wrong, and still held his fist steady.

"Now in my hand is a silver coin. ”

"It is engraved with the head of a certain king, and a line of words. ”

Mertesa frowned.

Tails pointed to the dilapidated house behind him and said gently:

"Ten seconds later, I'll throw it into the yard where you and your mother live—and it will make a crisp metallic sound for everyone else here to know. ”

Mertesa's face changed.

"Believe me, I've seen that a small silver coin can change the fate of many people. ”

Tails pointed to the homeless men who were looking curiously at this side in the distance, and his smile did not diminish in the slightest:

"Now, let me ask again: why can't the gang afford to support beggars?"

Mertesa stared at him resentfully.

"I've been living in an abandoned house, I don't know," Mertesa changed his words unfazedly as Tails threw his fist away:

"But people on the street say that in recent years, ......"

"There's a newcomer in the green nest. ”

Tails was stunned:

"Newcomer?"

"yes, people call him ......"

Mertesa doesn't care about authenticity:

"Silly vigilante. ”

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

All eyes were on the same person.

Mertesa didn't care about their condition, and said to herself:

"The street said that the guy had a bad brain, but he had a lot of energy. ”

"I heard that he went to the streets twice a day to do things, especially 'taking care' of those beggar gangs, serving in prison at every turn, and even rushing to interrogate children all day long when he saw children helping their parents set up stalls - even the beggars annoyed him. ”

Tails' breathing quickened, and he slowly turned his head:

Cohen stood in a trance, listening to Mertesa's words.

"There are a few gangs trying to knock him out or something, but that green-skinned cub ...... It's so fucking good that I have a blue nose and swollen head and bleeding several times, and I can't walk on the road steadily, and I patrol the streets like no one else. ”

Mertesa shook his head lightly:

"There are still people who want to take the path inside the green skin, splash dirty water, stuff black money or something, but how to say, that cub seed, the brain is really lacking tendons and broken, and the whole person is just a pen, and oil and salt don't enter. ”

"In the past few years, he has been complained, reprimanded, punished, suspended, and confined in confinement, and no matter how many times he has eaten it, he is still not sensible, he has not learned anything, and once he is reinstated, he can still run on the street!

"I heard that a few gangs were dizzy and decided to kill people, but there was no follow-up, I guess they were stopped - what are you kidding, in Yongxing City, you really want to be a vegetarian in the Alert Hall?"

Mertesa laughed as if he were talking about an after-dinner joke.

Lovover looked at Cohen in surprise, and Lejoke frowned.

But Cohen stared blankly at Mertesa, momentarily distracted and breathless.

Tails had to bump his arm.

"In the past few years, the subordinates of the brotherhood, eight or nine small gangs responsible for watching beggars, have been made to cry, all of them are miserable, and it is difficult to even go to the street to do business, let alone make money. ”

Cohen swallowed hard.

"Such a gang either can't afford to eat and disperse, or they fall into the hands of that stupid green skin, go in and squat, or turn to side business: doing land at the West City Gate to accompany outsiders, staring at prostitutes on Hongfang Street to make fat sheep, isn't it more popular than raising cubs to beg for money and run errands?"

Tails didn't speak, he just stood there and took a deep breath.

"So now ......"

It was Cohen who spoke, his lips twitching, his voice tense:

"...... Now"

"Yes," Mertesa said in a low tone:

"Now, with so many streets in a radius, no one is thankless to keep beggars in captivity anymore - at least I don't know much, thanks to that stupid green skin. ”

"The beggars you meet now are either running around on the street by themselves, or working for their parents at home, and you have to be on guard, in case that stupid police officer comes shopping again one day - what's wrong with you, brother?"

Mertesa looked suspiciously at Cohen, whose chest was heaving and uncontrollable.

Cohen closed his eyes and waved his hand.

He twisted his head to one side so that no one could see his face, only his shoulders shook slightly.

"It's nothing," Tails didn't change his face, but he had mixed feelings:

"He has a friend who was also cheated by that stupid green skin, so he was a little excited. ”

Cohen hid his face in his sleeve and nodded resignedly.

Grove handed out a handkerchief with an expressionless face, and Cohen pulled it over, and began to blow his nose without saying a word.

Mertesa made a foolish look and looked at Cohen with a frown.

"Wait. ”

Leyoke was not reconciled to say:

"The Brotherhood no longer raises beggars, what about our street intelligence, what about the new blood?"

Mertesa chuckled.

"The ghost knows, but it's all when something happens, so I secretly stuff some money for the beggars to work, run errands, touch sheep, let out the wind, spread messages, or something......"

Mertesa said with an angry expression:

"That's right, over the years, you have obtained a large number of territories on Hongfang Street from the Blood Vial Gang, and there are not enough people to collect protection money on these new lands, so who cares about beggars......

"In the past, the Brotherhood was so pressed by the Blood Bottle Gang that it couldn't raise its head, but now, look at you, the majestic Boss Lejok, beat the Red Turbans to the ground, and those who want to join the Brotherhood can't wait in line!"

Mertesa laughed, and the laughter was desolate:

"Who the fuck has to take care of our out-of-the-fuck shit!"

The air was filled with Mertesa's maniacal laughter, and Leyoke was silent for a long time.

Mertesa laughed enough, and he quieted down:

"Now, who has a problem?"

Cohen was still rubbing his face, and Gloover tugged at the corners of his mouth indifferently.

Tails took his gaze off his sleeve and stopped talking.

Leyok looked at him deeply and shook his head.

"Very well," Mertesa said sarcastically, bowing forcefully:

"Now forgive me, gentlemen. ”

With that, he turned and limped in the direction of Beth.

Leyoke looked silently at his back, at the empty sleeves.

"You're not going to the sixth house?"

The Silent Killer suddenly spoke:

"At least, go get the pots and pans back. ”

Mertesa didn't look back, and sneered.

"There are another group of out-of-gas thugs from the Brotherhood, though they are either crippled or sick," Mertesa pressed on his severed arm, his voice lost:

"But there are a lot of them. ”

Lejok shuddered slightly.

Mertesa's footsteps fell, and faded away.

"Mertesa, wait!"

Leyoke sighed, walked up, and handed out a money bag:

"Listen to me, Maurice Boss he needs ......"

Mertesa subconsciously took the money bag.

But after a few seconds, his expression changed from stunned to annoyed, ashamed, and then vicious.

"Maurice Morris Morris!"

"Can you stop saying other people's names all day long!

Mertesa's eyes were red, and he threw the money bag away, and roared:

"And he's not your father!"

Mertesa's violent reaction startled everyone.

Leyoke looked at the money bag on the ground in a daze, and took a deep breath:

"Listen to me, Maurice Boss, he's not the same as Rhoda......"

"No, you're paralyzed!"

Mertesa roared:

"I don't need your charity!

One of the former thirteen generals dragged the stump angrily and left tremblingly.

"It's called 'coming out and mingling,'" said Glove, who didn't know what he remembered, as he looked at Mertesa's back and said faintly:

"All dignity is vanity. ”

Cohen sniffed, still hiding half of his face in his sleeve:

"No, I...... I actually think...... Others are not bad...... Woohoo......"

Only Lejok didn't say a word, he looked at the back of his old acquaintance from afar, and closed his eyes.

Tails walked past him, also looking at Mertesa's limping steps, and sighed:

"That's how he ended – even the former Thirteen Generals. ”

"If one day, you become like him......"

"What will you do?"

Lejok opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of murderous intent: "I don't know. ”

"But definitely not following you, superior people. ”

Tails chuckled.

But then he turned around and looked at the big stupid guy who was crying so much.

"So, Cohen. ”

Tails looked at the ruined house wistfully, at this once heavily guarded and cruel place:

"Brotherhood...... There are no more beggars. ”

The vigilant officer's body shuddered.

Tails raised his head, and for the first time, he felt that the sky of Eternal Star City was no longer gray:

"Thanks to some persistent and stupid - stupid vigilante. ”

Cohen whimpered heavily.

He lowered his arms and threw the handkerchief back to a disgusted Brother.

"I don't know, Your Highness, wow, I mean," Cohen said, his eyes reddened, and he sniffled, sincerely:

"Wow!"

Tails smiled.

"It's complicated and dramatic, but it's ......"

"Those beggars who escaped, came to sweep the town hall of the abandoned house, and the most important thing is you, your efforts, Cohen ......"

Cohen breathed desperately, feeling the blockage in his chest, and looked at the prince gratefully.

"They do change something. ”

With infinite emotion, Tails stepped forward with a lot of emotion:

"They are useful. ”

"Even if ...... There is only one sword. ”

Cohen swallowed hard in his sore throat, with mixed feelings:

"I don't know, Your Highness, I don't know ......"

He buried his face in his hands again.

Goverover sighed and pulled out another clean handkerchief.

"Do you remember, Cohen," Tails knew how the vigilante was feeling at the moment, but he himself was gradually distracted:

"What we did six years ago at Valhalla. ”

Cohen looked up in confusion.

"You say, I saved the world. ”

Tails said quietly, as if returning to the winter of six years ago:

"I didn't understand it at the time, but ......"

"Like you said - our desperate efforts in Valhalla seem insignificant......"

Tails took a deep breath, turned to the way he came, and walked forward.

"But for those who may be affected by future wars......"

"Our efforts ......"

"It really saved the world. ”

Tails crossed everyone and curled the corners of his mouth in an angle that no one could see:

"Thank you, Cohen. ”

Croover followed Tails and bumped into Cohen, who was in a daze.

"No, no, I didn't do anything at all," Cohen reacted, hurriedly catching up, and by the way, threw the second handkerchief to the zombie:

"I'm stupid and I don't understand a lot of things......"

"No, Cohen," Tails said, leading the way to the exit of the ruined house, which no longer had a locked door, "only sluggish fools. ”

"to be a hero. ”

Cohen paused slightly.

Right now.

"Don't be ashamed. ”

Leyoke straightened up, picked up Mertesa's discarded money bag, and said coldly:

"Even if the Brotherhood doesn't care, do you think these beggars will learn by themselves on the streets?"

"Their situation is only going to get worse. ”

Leyoke clenched the money bag tightly, and a trace of pain appeared on his face:

"In the end, it's the same, becoming like us. ”

"You're still far from success. ”

Cohen frowned.

Gloufo snorted softly, and said in the direction of Mertesa:

"Why don't you worry about yourself a little more, how can you not become—the next him?"

At that moment, Lejok's arm was bruised.

"You're right," Tails abruptly picked up the topic:

"We're still far from succeeding – the downtown is still chaotic, the kingdom is still dark, society is still unfair, and we're still fighting against those ...... Enemies that simply cannot be killed. ”

Clofo looked at the prince, puzzled why he had said this.

Tails' face darkened:

"Even, we will never succeed – even if we do our best, in our lifetime, even thousands of years from now, our descendants, our descendants, will not succeed. ”

Lejok smiled coldly.

But it was Cohen who answered.

"But so what?"

Everyone turned their heads in unison and looked strangely at the vigilante who spoke.

"It's not going to work out – that's what it's about, isn't it. ”

Grove froze, and Leyok frowned.

"Because I can't do it," Cohen breathed in a trance, clenching his fists:

"It's more meaningful to keep doing it. ”

He reacted, looked up embarrassedly, and looked at the others cautiously:

"Right?"

Lejok's brow tightened.

Tails laughed.

Laughing heartily.

"Well said, Cohen. ”

Tails sighed:

"Do you know who the greatest knight in the world is?"

"Huh?" Hearing the question of the culture class, Cohen's expression instantly turned into a bitter melon face, and he scratched his hair:

"When I was a child, the old man and the teacher taught me the top ten knights in the history of the empire...... But I ...... I seem to remember a knight named Needham......"

Tails shook his head.

"Nope. ”

"The greatest knight in the world," said Tails, quietly.

"His name is ......"

Glouover and Cohen were engrossed, and even Lejock was watching him.

Tails closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then slowly opened his eyes and extracted the great name from his long memory:

"Don Quixote. ”

At that moment, everyone was stunned, and everyone was confused.

Only Tails was still smiling.

"That...... I didn't do well in schoolwork as a child, can I ask, who is he?" Cohen asked cautiously.

Tails was silent for a moment.

"He's a knight, a knight who charges at the most unlikely of goals. ”

Gloufo and Cohen were stunned.

The prince raised his head, his eyes full of confusion:

"But he's still charging. ”

"Even if he ......"

"Never succeed. ”

In the next second, Lejok suddenly took a deep breath!

He jerked around and threw the money bag in his hand towards a place with the most vagabonds!

Tails and the others were stunned.

"I have something to do," Lejock parted ways with them without looking back, amid the clanging of the coins and the rush of the people:

"Go shopping by yourselves, the Brotherhood has said hello, and no one dares to embarrass you. ”

Tails frowned:

"That's not the way to go. ”

"I know. Lejok replied coldly, leaving them with only a distant back.

But Tails laughed.

He knew: it was the direction of the Sixth House.

"Is he angry?" Cohen asked, wiping the last tears from the corners of his eyes.

"No," Tails shook his head:

"He was confused. ”

Yes?

Cohen looked at Lejok in the distance and touched the back of his head in confusion.

"Shall we follow him, Your Highness, it will be safer to have him. Croover stared cautiously.

"No," Tails suddenly felt extremely happy, and he looked at the path that he had once known best:

"We're not going back. ”

Clofer suddenly had a bad feeling.

"So where are we going?" Cohen asked stupidly, "I recommend the West Side Alert Department......"

Tails shook his head, his gaze determined:

"Fuxing Palace. ”

Glove's brows furrowed:

"Go...... What to do?"

Tails stopped, he turned in one direction, his eyes straight to the horizon.

Gloover's heart sank.

He knew: that was the direction of the Fuxing Palace.

Tails took a deep breath and exhaled slowly:

"Charge. ”