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"You're back? The tent has been set up.

When Arno returned to the clearing, Kuso and Huck had already pitched their tent.

The tent didn't look very good, and there were even a few holes in it.

But it somehow gives people a comfortable and warm feeling.

"This tent is?"

"Jim gave it, saying it was left by someone who left here before."

Kusuo pointed to the side and replied.

Arnold looked along and saw Jim standing there, looking at them with a smile.

It can be seen that he is indeed in a good mood.

Maybe it’s because the number of members has increased?

Can you be so happy knowing that you are staying here temporarily for a few days?

"Weak people will always stick together for warmth."

"Because of this, their feelings are more sincere and pure than those of powerful people."

Arno thought to himself.

But it just so happens that this is the effect we want.

When the people he cherishes die in front of his eyes one by one, Jim can burst into even greater anger.

Once emotions are out of control, they become easier to control.

This is a truth that has been true since ancient times.

"What do we do next?"

Huck walked slowly to Arnold and asked in a low voice.

"Stand still."

Arno replied.

He looked up at the sky and estimated the time.

The rebels who left the note should be back soon.

It is better to wait for a while for now.

"What you have to do is to break into the slums and provide information to the gentleman on time."

"You don't need to do anything else."

Arno glanced at Huck's face and said,

There was still an indelible shadow on that slightly childish face.

"Don't worry so much, everything will be fine."

"There will be no danger in this mission."

"If we do our job well, we will benefit greatly."

Arno said after patting Huck on the shoulder.

Time passes bit by bit,

The sun was setting and the light was beginning to dim.

A bonfire has been raised in the clearing to replace the fading light.

"It's very cold at night. You can warm yourself up before going to bed."

Jim pushed Arno towards the fire and said with a smile.

Arno shrugged and resignedly placed his hands above the flames.

The temperature of the fire dissipated some of the coldness and spread warmth to his body.

"Speaking of which, why didn't Frank come?"

At this time, a circle of people had gathered around the fire to keep warm.

But the only thing Jim didn't see was the fat man named Frank.

In the past, he would have been the first to come here and seize a good position.

"Are you sleeping in?"

Said an uncle who was about forty years old next to him.

"I'm going to take a look. It would be terrible if I catch a cold."

Jim thought for a moment and stood up.

If they catch a cold, it is not a trivial matter for penniless people like them.

Arno said nothing;

The swaying flames were reflected in his eyes.

On the left and right sides, Kuso and Huck were warming themselves up and didn't bother to speak.

After all, they also hang out in the entertainment district, and they have nothing in common with this group of people who just hang out in the slums.

"It's strange, I didn't see him."

After a while, Jim came back with a puzzled look on his face.

"Maybe he went out to look for food? After all, he is so fat and consumes so much that he cannot bear to be hungry."

The same uncle said.

"No, he used to make reports when he went out."

"Is something going on?"

Jim looked worried.

"You think too much."

The uncle smiled.

Then, he took out a bottle from his trouser pocket, and the transparent liquid inside shook slightly under the light of the flames.

"You still drink, don't you know your liver is bad?"

When Jim saw this, he felt helpless.

"It's because your liver is not good that you have to hurry up and drink it. Otherwise, what if you don't have the chance to drink it?"

"It's all nonsense."

I don’t have time today, there’s only so much, let’s take a look at it for now.