The same late night.

In the quiet room, the white-bearded old man stared at the night of Danbo outside the window, looking compassionate. When he saw the lights that were endless and the noisy construction site, he couldn't help but sigh silently.

Sad to the hardships of people's livelihood.

Who knows how many people shed blood, sweat and tears behind this prosperity?

Such a brutal rule has squeezed out the sweat of the people in exchange for prosperity, which is really disgusting.

But when a crisp sound came from the door behind him, the compassionate look disappeared instantly and became impatient, and he went up to him: "How is it? Is there news?"

"The money has arrived."

The knocker said: "We will support us when necessary, and please let go of our actions."

"Okay, very good!"

The old man looked down at the numbers on his phone, and his smile became relieved: "It's great. With such support, the end of this sin city is coming!"

He is obviously so old, but his expression is solemn and firm, as if he is an unyielding fighter.

"We Wanderers Free Alliance will never let it go."

He promised: "Please tell them... Danbo will surely clear the haze and usher in a bright world! Even if the night is deep, the light of freedom will eventually shine on this city!"

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A few days later, Danbo, the old town.

The main body of Danbo in the past has now been replaced by newly created blocks, and what remains is this abandoned building that has not yet been demolished.

Nowadays, the places that have been abandoned by the times are rare, with only wild cats and dogs appearing, looking at the construction site roaring all night in the distance.

In a deserted old house, under the lights, the old man stood on the podium and gave passionate speeches to the audience full of hostility.

"Friends, when you work hard all day long and sweat, the money you earn is barely survived... But the real fruit is squandered by those bloodless and tears, supporting their luxurious life of spending all the time!

Relying on the monopoly of the potion, the Danbo Group is turning us into their slaves! Through the high pressure rule of Yakuza, the paper amateurs force us to work for them, forcing us to consume our lives to satisfy his greed that he will never be able to fill!

Relying on our blood and sweat, he built a gorgeous palace, raising countless mistresses, and repeatedly stretching his evil hands to the innocent children... My daughter, my daughter is..."

Speaking of this, the old man was already choked with tears in his eyes, and the audience was even more indignant and full of anger.

"Everyone united to join the Wanderers Alliance and overthrow the tyrannical rule of the paper!"

Amid the screams of hissing, the old man raised his hands and shouted to the audience: "Reject dictatorship! Reject exploitation!"

Under the guidance of the old man, everyone shouted enthusiastically: "We need an eight-hour working system and normal vacations and benefits! We must control our own home!"

"Open the formulation and supply of the agent, and give me human rights!"

"We want freedom!!!"

"free!!"

The fanatical shouts continued all night. Addicts and lazy people were immersed in the future full of freedom and hope.

On the ridge, a black bird as huge as a hawk, tilted its head, combed the disordered feathers on its wings, and then soared into the air again.

Only the faint echo of the air was left.

Idiot.

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"Hey, have you noticed that there are more and more stupid things recently?"

During the weekend dinner, Ueno chewed edamame and complained impatiently: "A bunch of waste comes to the construction site every day to cause trouble, and the streets are getting more and more messy recently."

After a word was made, it immediately caused complaints from almost everyone.

Only the house was drinking sake and watching with squinted eyes.

Anyway, he has retired long ago, and no matter how troublesome the matter is, he will not be able to get his mentality.

On the contrary, he was a little worried about other things.

"Hey, can't it be that the kid from the past didn't understand the rules and mess around, right?"

The house reminded carefully: "Don't do anything. The boss repeatedly told me that he would not be allowed to re-enter the old business."

"Ph, fuck it again."

Upper and wild men became more and more annoyed, almost crushing the beer glass, "Danbo, don't you know now? Everyone has jobs and children, or they have a good time... they can't do so much work, they are in a hurry to make money, and they have to rush to go home to sleep every day. Where can I have time to run around and do things?

They are all a bunch of foreigners, guys coming from those borders, and a bunch of garbage that they couldn't help... Most of them are just people who rely on welfare every day to make a living, or simply make a living by making a living by craftsmanship.

After drinking, we fought and caused trouble. There were a few robberies two days ago and killed people. The matter was quite a big deal. Hey, why don’t you talk at the foot of the mountain? Is it calm on your side?"

Among the people here, the only one who has not gone to wash the whitewash is probably the only one who is still working under the hut in the forest. Today, he arrived at the latest. There was cement dust on the cuffs and legs of the suit, so it was impossible for him to volunteer at the construction site.

The cold and gloomy appearance has not changed much until now.

When Ueno heard the question, he just said lightly: "There are not many people who dare to come to us to find fault, but there are more and more dealers selling banned drugs... and there are also reselling drugs."

"It is said that there seems to be someone in the pharmaceutical factory to make trouble?"

"Well, I heard that someone seemed to be causing trouble, but before entering the door, I was dragged out by my broken leg…"

"Oh, I won't mention work, I won't mention work."

The house was upset and waved their hand to interrupt their topic, and picked up their glasses: "Drinking, I am a retired old man, and I will be poured into water by you guys."

For a moment, the relaxed look that was not related to one's own affairs made everyone angry.

"Hey, who do you look down on me? Change me to a big cup!"

"Is this an attitude of inviting someone to drink?"

"Boss, come here with two more!"

Unfortunately, the rare party did not last all night as usual. Halfway through the meal, the mountain answered a call and left in a hurry.

Some of the remaining people suggested changing places and continuing to drink again.

Only the house shook his head and used the excuse of getting older, and did not intend to interfere.

But when I left, I slowed down and quietly called out to my old friend.

"Hey, Ueno, are you well-off lately?"

Ueno touched his forehead, was stunned for a long time, and soon realized: "You won't want to borrow money again, are you?"

"I've been seen so hard recently, so I'll lend it to me a little!" The house begged helplessly: "I'll pay you back to the next party. By the way, don't tell my wife!"

"Dog thing, you said that last time!"

Although he was a little helpless and reluctant, Ueno took out his wallet. Before he could pay, he snatched the wallet directly in the house and stuffed the banknotes into his pocket.

"Anyway, you are all swiping your card. I'll help you solve the problem if you want change!"

The old man waved goodbye happily, but after walking two steps, he heard Ueno's helpless voice: "Hey, don't go to those places in the house."

“Okay OK.”

He waved his hands without looking back at the house, and didn't know if he heard it or not.

Ueno stood there, watching him go away. After a long time, he scratched his head helplessly, turned around and walked towards the parking lot.

But when he opened his car door, he suddenly heard a roar from afar.

The earth suddenly shook.

Immediately afterwards, thick smoke, fire, and crying sounds slowly rose, illuminating the night sky.

He was stunned for a moment, ran towards the place where the fire came from, and through the alley, he saw the basket of cars burning black in the fire on the street, and the devastation of the shops on both sides.

"Hey! Hey! What's going on!"

He pulled up a dull passerby and yelled: "What the hell?!"

"...I, I don't know either." The frightened mixed seed was almost slumped on the ground and pointed at the burning car: "Let's go, it's fine, and the car suddenly explodes. I really don't know, I don't know anything."

The crying sound woke Ueno up.

He turned around and looked at the messy streets, rushed up, identifying those faces one by one, and shouting the names of the house loudly. But no one responded.

Only the cry of the children sounded from the thick smoke.

Just under the body of the gray-haired man...

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When Huai Shi received the news and came to the hospital, it was already an hour later.

In the corridor, the irritable men gathered together heard the sound of footsteps approaching, and when they turned around and saw the cold face, they couldn't help but straighten their bodies and stood still and bowed.

The voices of greetings are endless.

Huai Shi lowered her eyes and glanced at the cigarette in their hands: "I pinched all the cigarettes. This is the hospital. Don't be embarrassed in the corridor anymore!"
To be continued...