book of old days

Chapter 191 The Modern Era
"Jack-Jack-Jack, tell me Jack, haven't I been generous enough to you? I'll let you make a living on my street, I'll let you have a place to stay after you get in trouble in town, you're Is that how you repay me? After taking my money, leave without saying goodbye."

"Of course not, I'm actually going to find you, this is for you." Jack gritted his teeth and threw the gold coin over, but Sapir didn't reach out to pick it up, letting the gold coin roll down at his feet.

Naturally, a younger brother picked up the gold coin and bit it hard, not feeling dirty.

"It's the real gold boss."

Sapir looked at Sean, and grinned with a smile on his face, "Mr.—I have to say, you came to the wrong place. I usually don't start work during the day, but seeing you are so generous, I had to make an exception.

I think you should know what's going to happen next, hand over all your money, otherwise I can't guarantee that you can leave here safely. "

Sean looked at him and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Help! Help! Someone is robbing, someone is killing someone."

Hahaha, the group of people all laughed.

A bald head sneered, "This is a dark alley area. The police can't control it. Even if you shout your throat, no one will come."

Xiao En was thoughtful, "That is to say, even if someone dies here, no one will know?"

"Yes, that's what happened."

Sean suddenly laughed when he heard this, "Then I'm relieved."

As he said, he took out his pistol and shot him head-on. Sapir's smile froze on his face, and a single hole between his eyebrows was slowly bleeding.

All the gang members were taken aback for a moment, and then they showed a fierce look, and rushed up brandishing the broken blade.

Sean didn't continue to shoot, "Good time." He stretched out his hand and took out a two-handed sword, slashing forward.

After a few minutes--

Pfft, the last gangster thug was also pierced by a sword. Sean pulled out the long sword from the man's chest forcefully, rubbing the blood on the corpse with some disgust.

Jack on the side was stupefied. He was used to gangsters fighting each other with weapons and fighting fiercely.

But it was the first time I saw someone slashing someone with a two-handed sword.

Sean looked at him, with a calm expression on his face, "Now, take me to the labor market——no, I changed my mind, take me to change clothes first, is there a place that sells clothes near here? "

Only then did Jack come to his senses, he nodded, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, ran to Sapir's body, took out a wallet from his pocket, and took the gold coin as well. Only then did he greet Sean and leave here.

Ten minutes later, the two came out of the tailor shop. Sean had already changed into an outfit, put away all the blood-stained elegant gown, and replaced it with an old windbreaker, old top hat, and old leather boots.

Although it looks different from the environment here - although it is old, it is not dirty enough, but at least it is not so glaring.

Jack sneaked a glance at the man in front of him, a little confused as to where he came from. Killing people seemed to be as common as eating and drinking. What about his blood-stained clothes?One disappeared without notice.

It seemed very friendly, but the more he was like this, the more conflicted he felt.

"May I ask you, sir, why did you do that?" Jack had gone through the previous fear, and now he has come to his senses. Everything was planned by the man in front of him.

"No reason, if you have to find a reason, it's just for fun."

Sean wasn't completely lying, killing people was really enjoyable.

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

Sean doesn't think he is a person with an excess sense of justice, so he has some doubts that this may be the influence of the power of faith. After all, in the teachings of the dwarves, he is the 'protector of the weak'.

As the two walked, Jack introduced everything in the dark alley area to him, seeming to use words to cover up the tension in his heart.

The Dark Lane District is a large area, almost as large as a quarter of the city of Sword Castle.

Those in the labor market are more or less law-abiding citizens, but the more you obey the rules in the dark alley area, the more you will suffer from poverty and starvation.

Only if you are brave and ruthless, if you dare to fight and fight hard, there is still a way to survive.

"Why don't you go to work in a factory?"

Jack couldn't help sneering: "Every month, a group of people will be driven here from the factory in the city. They are all people who have been disabled in the factory. They are either missing arms or legs, or have lung disease, or become blind. They had nowhere to live, so they could only run to dark alleys to survive, but they usually didn't live long, and most of them died silently in the end, and most of their corpses were sold to hospitals as materials for autopsy. "

"Seeing the miserable conditions of these people, no one will want to go to the factory."

"Although staying there will still be dangerous, but at least there is a way to survive, you see, the one over there."

The two were passing through the street, and Sean saw many people sitting or lying on both sides of the street, with numb expressions, thin figures, hunched waists, only covered by tattered clothes, and many of them didn't even have shoes. Looking at the two blankly, it seems that they have lost all hope in life.

It feels like a living zombie.

Although Sean has seen the dark side of the factory under modern capitalism in books, it is quite a pleasure to witness it with his own eyes.

Forget it, this has nothing to do with him, he is just a passer-by of the times, pursuing his own path, he comforted himself.

But deep in my heart, I kept asking myself, are you really doing nothing?Just look at these people.

(Damn, I was not so sympathetic before, it must be the ghost of the power of faith, I have to ask Wednesday to revise the teachings later, only the qualified male pig feet are decisive to kill, always be so sympathetic, sooner or later kill die yourself.)
Sean kept reminding himself that the two finally passed through this area and came to the labor market.

This place is not so much a market as it is a square, scattered with all kinds of people, and even some food stalls, where meat of unknown origin is roasted on the dark oven.

There are also some who sell herbal tea, brewed with some unknown plants and some low-quality brown sugar, and a large bowl costs only one penny.

Almost all the people who beg for life here are people from the bottom of the society, who can sell their labor, body, and even soul for a meal.

Sean quickly adjusted his mentality, it was time to recruit a few 'volunteers' for himself.

You can't be too stupid, if you can't even recite spells, it's 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, and suddenly there was some commotion in the crowd, and people ran to the northwest corner of the square, as if something happened.

Sean leaned over curiously, and heard the sound of a speech in the distance. He moved closer and saw a man wearing a black cloak and a mask, who was preaching loudly to the crowd.

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

Is life meant to suffer so much?Of course not, everything is because of people's hearts. Where there are people, there will be oppression, and where there are people, there will be exploitation.

Those kings, nobles, officials, businessmen, everyone wants to make a lot of money, do you see what kind of work they have done?Where did their money come from?It's all based on the wealth collected from you.

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

You will definitely say, how can there be such a world, hey, there are some things that you only know when you do it, and if you don’t do it, you will always suffer until the day you die. "

Sean was surprised when he heard it. Could it be that a wave of revolution has already begun to appear in this world?

But this has nothing to do with him. He is neither prepared to participate nor interested in preventing this kind of thing. It is just a historical necessity.

Just as he was about to leave, he caught sight of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. He took a closer look, and it was indeed him. In the crowd behind the masked man in black robe, he saw an old face with white hair , it was Ulysses. At this moment, the man was looking at the masked man with a scrutinizing gaze.

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

At the same time, Ulysses also noticed him, nodded at Sean through the crowd, pointed to a tavern on the side, turned and walked in.

Sean hesitated for a moment, but followed him in, followed by Jack.

(End of this chapter)