"Why did you let go after catching stealing a phone yesterday?" Zhang ngqian sat on the floor in Qing Chen's room, looking up and asking.
The room was full of crawling insects, but he didn't seem to mind at all, instead, he was amusedly blocking their path with his hand.
Ninth District had nearly a thousand buildings like this pigeon coop: elevators broken, water pipes clogged, and wires aging.
None of these buildings were cleaned, garbage piled up, naturally breeding many insects and rats.
Sotis, people died in their rooms, and it would take a long ti before they were discovered.
Ironically, they were often discovered not because soone cared about them, but because the gang was collecting protection money again.
Qing Chen glanced at the boy and asked, "What would others do if they caught you?"
"They would search to see if I had any money; if I did, they would take it, and if not, they would beat up," Zhang ngqian said, "So, soone like you can't survive in the Ninth District."
"Then what kind of person do you think I am?" Qing Chen asked again.
Zhang ngqian thought for a mont: "Weak, good-tempered, soone who doesn't dare to speak up when bullied."
Qing Chen couldn't help but laugh. If those Shendai soldiers heard Zhang ngqian's assessnt in hell, they would probably be furious.
By now, probably no one in the entire Federation would use these words to describe Qing Chen.
The most frequent keyword used to describe Qing Chen was "fierce".
Qing Chen asked Zhang ngqian, "You didn't tell the truth when I asked about your background."
Zhang ngqian looked at Qing Chen with his crude chanical eyes: "Why do you say that?"
"In this Lower Third District, not many people can finish elentary school; many people can't even write the radicals of their own nas correctly, but you can write a complete sentence without using pinyin," Qing Chen said calmly.
Zhang ngqian may not yet know who he was facing; this was the Intelligence Bureau One Supervisor who had cracked cases that caused the entire City 10 to wail, would not overlook such details.
Qing Chen asked, "So, where are your parents, and why are you here?"
Zhang ngqian lowered his head: "I didn't lie to you. I originally lived in the Sixth District, and then I moved to the Eighth District. At that ti, my father gambled and owed a lot of money to loan sharks. He tricked my mother into a black clinic, anesthetized her, and secretly sold her organs. The black clinic promised to give my mother a bionic liver, but it was all lies, my mother died, and then my father sold her other organs as well."
Qing Chen stared at the boy: "What's your father's na?"
"Zhang Jia," Zhang ngqian said, "He's a well-known gambler in the Sixth District."
Qing Chen originally thought that the boy's past might hold so secrets.
However, there were no miracles in this world's slums; only pain and mories were hidden.
"I'm sorry," Qing Chen said.
The boy said impatiently, "Why are you so easy to talk to? You say sorry as soon as I tell you sothing, you give buns when I get beaten up, and I said I'd answer a question for a dollar, and you gave a hundred. Can you stop being like this? You're not my family; what if you suddenly leave one day?"
A little kindness would be magnified infinitely in this lower-class slum.
Zhang ngqian was only a 13-year-old child; his tear ducts were removed during the chanical eye transplant, and he had lost the right to cry.
He didn't think it was that great to et Qing Chen; he just instinctively approached Qing Chen and was afraid of getting too close.
Qing Chen smiled, "Actually, things aren't that complicated. You can hang out with in the future, but of course, hanging out with may not be that easy."
Zhang ngqian didn't know why he got angry. He stood up and walked out: "Hang out with you? What are you talking about? You can't even protect yourself."
He ran towards the stairs.
But as he went downstairs, Zhang ngqian clearly saw a group of people slowly walking up, the leader of whom he recognized, was the person in charge of managing this pigeon coop for the Blackwater Gang.
They were carrying knives, with ferocious tattoos on their necks.
The boy seed to have thought of sothing and ran back frantically; he rushed to Qing Chen's door: "Run, run quickly, I saw more than ten mbers of the Blackwater Gang, maybe they're here for you."
Qing Chen looked up and asked, "There's only one ergency exit in this building, and the elevator is broken; where can I run? Maybe they're not looking for , after all, I haven't offended them. I heard people say on the road that today is the day the Blackwater Gang collects protection money."
"Collecting protection money doesn't require that many people; one person is enough, and all the residents will hand it over obediently. There must be sothing wrong with so many people coming this ti. What if they really are looking for you? You're the only new resident recently! It's better to hide in other people's rooms first; you can't just be killed by them!" Zhang ngqian urged.
But it was too late to say these things now; as he turned around, he saw those people blocking the door.
The leader draped his jacket over his shoulders, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.
Except for his neck and head, all the exposed parts of his body had been replaced with Cybernetic Limbs.
The Blackwater Gang's pigeon coop manager looked at Zhang ngqian and Qing Chen in the room and smiled, "I rember this boy. He's been in the pigeon coop for a year, right? He looked about 12 when he ca, now 13? Although the clients want those 14 and above, 13 should be able to get away with it. As for the older one, needless to say, he's full of money."
A young man next to him said, "Yes, do him! Damn it! Last night, he made squat at the Black Swan for a whole night, almost freezing to death! This morning, I woke up, and this kid was already gone! It made so angry!"
The Blackwater Gang mbers walked into the room, and the leader of the Blackwater Gang looked at Qing Chen and smiled, "You may not know what will happen today."
Qing Chen calmly shook his head, "It doesn't matter."
"It doesn't matter?" The Blackwater Gang leader was puzzled.
"What matters is," Qing Chen pointed at Zhang ngqian, "he saw you and ca back to find ."
The young Blackwater Gang mber was stunned, "What the hell are you talking about?"
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"Don't you understand what I said?"
Luo Wanya stood downstairs in the pigeon coop, looking at Zhang Qinghuan with a wry smile, "I said I'm going to wipe out this Blackwater Gang soon, is there any problem?"
Zhang Qinghuan had a slight headache, "There are a lot of them, and, we just go to take down a gang like this, don't we need to find so legitimate reason?"
The president of the Arts Society had never dared to compete with other gangs. Now that Luo Wanya and her people had arrived, they had just said in the morning that the enemy was the Blackwater Gang, and at noon, they were going to take them all down.
Zhang Qinghuan was a little unaccustod to this fast-paced life...
In the past, he would be taking a nap at this ti, and then go to District 4 for consumption in the evening.
Now, Zhang Qinghuan said he wanted to take a nap, and Luo Wanya said, "Why sleep for so long before you die, you'll have plenty of ti to sleep after death."
Zhang Qinghuan was completely confused.
"Even if we don't find a legitimate reason, shouldn't we find so weapons? Everyone is empty-handed, is that really okay?" Zhang Qinghuan asked.
"No firearms, our initial action must be low-key and cautious."
Zhang Qinghuan said indignantly, "You guys are not cautious at all!"
Luo Wanya glanced at Zhang Qinghuan, straightened his clothes, and said seriously, "Now you're the gang leader, nominally, we're all your little brothers, can you be a little more ambitious? Where's the murderous intent you had when you wanted us to kill you before? Co on, be fierce!"
"How... how to be fierce?!" Zhang Qinghuan said, "Aow... aowu?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qinghuan turned around and saw Luo Wanya's gloomy Face[-], there was no complicated expression on that Face[-], but the calm expression was extrely fierce.
Her eyes changed, scaring Zhang Qinghuan back several steps.
"Too much nonsense has no sense of oppression; only when a person doesn't speak, and you need to guess what he's thinking, is it the most fierce," Luo Wanya sighed, "Forget it, we don't have much ti to waste, just act your part later."
The Guardians' Union ca here without legal status; if any city officials noticed this, they would certainly investigate it a little.
The Blackwater Gang had officials above them who accepted bribes; they didn't care.
Therefore, everything must be done in the na of the Arts Society.
With that, Zhang Qinghuan was pushed into the pigeon coop.
He climbed to the 40th floor, panting, but Luo Wanya and the others were fine, Zhang Qinghuan envied them; he had just injected the cheapest Gene dicine, barely F-Class.
Among the people Luo Wanya brought, the lowest were all D-Class; a subordinate had said that there were two C-Class before, but later Zhang Qinghuan found out that Luo Wanya, this big shot, had actually brought 4 C-Class...
Thinking of this, Zhang Qinghuan finally cald down, it's just taking down the Blackwater Gang...
Arriving at the 40th floor, Zhang Qinghuan saw the Blackwater Gang mbers and froze on the spot.
Luo Wanya poked him with her elbow, "It's your turn to speak your lines, I only taught you one sentence, don't forget it."
Zhang Qinghuan reacted and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Take them down!"
As soon as the words fell, Luo Wanya and the Ho Families rushed out; the huge figure, like a train, crashed into the Blackwater Gang mbers, knocking them several ters away, spitting blood, and might not survive.
Zhang ngqian in the room was cowering behind Qing Chen.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside.
The Blackwater Gang mbers turned around, but before they could react, the entire situation had been completely crushed.
To be honest, Qing Chen and Luo Wanya had never taken this small gang seriously.
In the entire City 22, except for the gang called Dragon Mark, the rest were just chickens and dogs.
Luo Wanya felt that this was a hard-won opportunity to show off in front of the Boss, and any hesitation was a waste of opportunity.
Therefore, the Blackwater Gang mbers... collapsed very quickly.
The Ho Families also perford exceptionally bravely.
The Ho Families didn't know that their Leader was in the room; they simply had endless energy and had nowhere to vent it; now that they were fighting against evil forces, they naturally acted more ruthlessly.
Luo Wanya stood in the dirty and ssy corridor, looking down at all the residents who were curiously poking their heads out, "What are you looking at? Get back inside."
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