"Jack-Jack-Jack, tell me Jack, am I not generous enough to you? I let you make a living on my street, I let you have a place to live after getting into trouble in the city. Is that how you repay me? After taking my money, I will leave without saying goodbye."

"Of course not. I'm actually going to find you, this is for you." Jack said, gritting his teeth and throwing the gold coin over, but Sapier didn't reach out to pick it up, letting the gold coin roll under his feet.

Naturally, a little brother next to him picked up the gold coins, and he didn't think it was dirty and bit it hard.

"It's real boss of gold."

Sapier looked at Sean and grinned, "Sir--I have to say, you came to the wrong place. Usually I don't start working during the day, but seeing you are so generous, I have to make an exception.

I think you should know what will happen next, hand over your money, otherwise I can't make sure you can leave here safely."

Sean looked at him and suddenly started shouting.

"Help! Help! Someone is robbing and some are killing people."

Hahaha, the group of people all burst into laughter.

A bald man sneered, "This is a dark alley area, and the police can't control it. Even if you shout, no one will come."

Sean thought, "That is to say, even if someone dies here, no one will know?"

"Yes, that's it."

Sean suddenly laughed, "Then I'll be relieved."

He said, taking out his pistol and shooting him in front of him. Sapier's smile froze on his face, and a single hole in the middle of his eyebrows was slowly bleeding.

This made all the gang members stunned, and then they showed their fierce look and rushed up with a broken blade.

But Sean did not continue to shoot, "It's good." He reached out and took out a big sword with both hands and slashed it towards him.

A few minutes later—

Puchi, the last gangster thug was also stabbed through with a sword. Sean pulled the sword out of the man's chest and rubbed the blood on the corpse with some disgust.

Jack on the side was already stunned. He was used to seeing the gangster's blood at the edge of the knife, fighting with weapons, and fighting bravely.

But this is the first time I have seen someone who uses his big sword to cut people with both hands.

But Sean looked at him with a calm look on his face, "Now, take me to the labor market--No, I have changed my mind, go and take me to change my clothes first. Is there a place to sell clothes nearby?"

Jack came to his senses. He nodded. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something. He ran to Sapier's body, took out a wallet from his pocket, and took the gold coins together, and then called Sean to leave.

Twenty minutes later, the two walked out of the ready-to-wear shop. Sean had already changed into a dress, and all the exquisite dresses covered with blood were put away, and they were replaced with an old windbreaker, an old hat, and an old leather boots.

Although it still looks different from the environment here - although it is old, it is not dirty enough, at least it is not that eye-catching.

Jack secretly glanced at the man in front of him, unable to figure out what he came from. Killing seemed as ordinary as eating and drinking water. Where was his blood-stained clothes? He disappeared without paying attention.

It looks very kind, but the more this happens, the more conflicted he feels.

"Ask you, sir, why do you do that?" Jack had already come back to his senses after passing the previous fear. Everything was planned by the man in front of him.

"No, if you have to find a reason, just make it fun."

Sean didn't completely lie, and it was really satisfying to cut people.

But in fact, he did have a trace of it because of the cripple. Seeing the cripple's body made him angry, and he felt that he had killed him.

Sean does not think he is a person with an overly sensible sense of justice, so he somewhat doubts that this may be the influence of the power of faith. After all, in the teachings of the dwarf goblins, he is the "protector of the weak".

While walking, Jack introduced him to everything about the dark alley area, as if using words to hide his nervousness.

Guye

The dark alley area is a large area, almost as large as a quarter of the city of Jianbao.

Those in the labor market are somewhat law-abiding citizens, but the more they abide by the rules in the dark alley area, the more they will suffer from poverty and starvation.

Only by being brave and fierce, daring to fight and fighting, there is still a way out.

“Why not go to work in the factory?”

Jack couldn't help but laugh: "Every month, a group of people are driven here in the factory. They are all people who have lost their bodies. They either lack arms and legs, have lung diseases, or become blind. They have nowhere to stay and can only run to the dark alley area to survive. However, they usually don't live long, and most of them die silently in the end, and most of them are sold to the hospital."

"When seeing these people's miserable situations, no one will go to the factory."

"Although there is still danger to stay, there is at least a way out. Look, that's all over there."

The street they were passing through, Sean saw many people sitting or lying on both sides of the street, with numb expressions, thin figures, hunched over, only covered with torn clothes, and many people didn't even have shoes. They looked at the two of them with expressionless expressions, as if they had lost all their hopes for life.

It feels like a living zombie.

Although Sean has seen the dark side of the factory under modern capitalism in the book, it is a bit more enjoyable to witness it with his own eyes.

Forget it, this has nothing to do with me. I am just a passerby in the era. He pursues his own path and comforts himself.

But deep down, I kept asking myself, are you really doing nothing? Look at these people.

(Damn, I wasn't so sympathetic before. It must be caused by the power of faith. I have to go back and make Wednesday revise the doctrine. Only by decisive killing is a qualified male pig's feet. I always have such sympathy to kill myself sooner or later.)

Sean kept reminding himself that the two of them finally passed through this area and came to the labor market.

It is not so much a market, but a square, with all kinds of people scattered, and even some snack stalls, with meat from unknown origins roasted on the black oven.

There are also some people who sell herbal tea, cooked with some unknown plants and some inferior brown sugar, and a large bowl only costs one penny.

Almost all the people who make a living here are the lowest-class people in society who can sell their labor, body, and even soul for a meal.

Sean quickly adjusted his mindset and it was time to recruit a few "volunteers" for himself.

You can't be too stupid. If you can't even recite the mantra, it would be too bad, and you can't be too smart, at least you can't be the kind of unreliable person.

He was searching for a suitable target in the crowd. Suddenly some commotion occurred in the crowd. People ran to the northwest corner of the square, as if something had happened.

Sean came over with some curiosity, and heard a speech from afar. He leaned closer and saw a man wearing a black cloak and a mask, preaching loudly to the crowd.

"You must be wondering why you are born to suffer. You work from morning to night every day, but you still have no place to live, and are bitten by fleas and mosquitoes at night. You are busy with a bite of bread during the day. You don't know when you die in a dark corner.

Are people born with so much suffering? Of course not. Everything is because of the hearts of the people. There is oppression where there are people, and there is exploitation where there are people.

Those kings, nobles, officials, merchants, everyone has to make a lot of money. Do you think they have done anything? Then where does their money come from? They all rely on the wealth collected from you.

Someone asked me why I said this, because I want to change the world and create a new world without pain, hunger, disease, and oppression.

You will definitely say, how can there be such a world? Hehe, there are some things that you only know after doing. If you don’t do, you will always suffer until the day you die.”

Sean was surprised when he heard this. Could it be that the world has begun to see a revolutionary trend?

However, this has nothing to do with him. He is neither prepared to participate nor interested in stopping such things. It is just an inevitable result in history.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a familiar figure from the corner of his eyes. He looked carefully and it was him. In the crowd behind the black-robed masked man, he saw an old face full of white hair, which was Ulysses. At this time, the man was looking at the masked man with a scrutiny look.

How could this old man appear here? Sean was not only a little curious.

At the same time, Ulysses noticed him, nodded at Sean through the crowd, pointed to a tavern next to him, turned around and walked in.
Chapter completed!