'Constance.
'Asda.'
Thales walked on the dirty underground street expressionlessly. He thought about the Air Mystic he knew over and over again.
'Be it the ruthless villains in Red Street Market, the elegant and knowledgeable Mystic in the chess room, or the inhuman monsters in Dragon Clouds City who destroyed the world.
'No, it's not just that.'
Thales' thoughts returned to the Prison of Bones, to the secrets buried in the darkness.
'The Blade of Purification, the Three Disasters Alliance, the Two Empresses, Freuland.
'Asda Sakern, what did you do?
And your so-called moderates, you and your companions, in the Bloody Year … what kind of role did you play?
'If what Morris said is true, then eighteen years ago, you worked with the late king and murdered Constance, a member of the Jadestar Royal Family, right?
'I was born in the Jadestar Royal Family. What does that mean to you?'
A thought flashed through Thales' mind. He suddenly remembered what Asda had told him.
'"What I look forward to, Thales, is not your ultimate success.
'"But the fact that you are caught between the Mystics and humans, between the calamities and the world, between your own nature and the gazes of others, between the inescapable future and the unforgettable past …
'"In the end, you will be torn apart by conflict, destroyed by conflict, devoured by regret … until the day you compromise with us."'
When he thought of this, Thales subconsciously clenched his fists and the cut on his palms.
"Ah, this again."
Kohen stared at Thales' back with a burning gaze.
Beside him, Glover was staring at Morris warily. When he heard this, he could not help but frown.
"What do you mean?"
Kohen pointed at the expressionless Thales, who was pacing quietly in front of him.
"I have seen His Highness like this in Northland and Eckstedt."
He placed his palm by his mouth. With a mysterious expression, he lowered his voice.
"In a dark corner of the altar, after he was alone with a Bright Moon Priestess for more than ten minutes …"
Bright Moon Priestess?
Alone?
More than ten minutes?
Glover was stunned. He subconsciously looked at Thales' back.
"He was like this back then too."
Cohen's gaze shifted, revealing the shrewdness and wisdom unique to police officers of the Wang Family.
"After he came back from chatting with the priestess, he became absent-minded. His footsteps were unsteady, and he looked dispirited. His eyes were lifeless, as if all the energy in his body had been sucked dry …"
Glover's gaze changed slightly.
"But His Highness recovered very quickly." Kohen revealed a nostalgic expression.
"A few minutes later, he became lively again. He went to look for the little girl from Dragon Clouds City in high spirits, and he quickly planned to do something big …"
The next second, the zombie turned its head and glared at Cohen!
His gaze was as sharp as a knife, overflowing with killing intent.
Cohen's words were stuck in his mouth.
"Why don't you try and make fun of His Highness again …"
Glover snorted coldly as a warning. He quickened his footsteps, brushed past Cohen, and rushed to Thales' side.
"What happened?"
Cohen caught up with him and looked aggrieved.
"I'm telling the truth, I'm not joking … Alright, even if it's fake, you don't have to be so angry …"
Thales was still immersed in his complicated thoughts. Unknowingly, he took a turn at a familiar street corner.
The bumpy, muddy road, moss-covered corners, and signboards that were strewn all over the place …
Everything was so familiar.
Just like when he was a child, he walked through this street countless times.
The only difference was …
He was alone.
He lifted his feet, lifted his legs, and put down his boots.
Thales repeated the rhythm of his advance mechanically and numbly, but he felt as if his ankles were hooked by chains, and every step he took was extremely heavy.
Noises of people came from the front.
Thales raised his head slowly. Not far away from him was a shop with a grand appearance that stood out from the rest of the area.
Many people gathered outside the shop in twos and threes. Some of them were beating their chests and stamping their feet while sighing, while others were dancing and laughing in ecstasy.
Thales stopped and glanced at the luxurious signboard above the shop. He knew what was going on.
Black Gold Casino.
When they were young, this was one of the places that tested the judgment of the child beggars the most. The gamblers who won would naturally be generous and spread their wealth everywhere, while the gamblers who lost would be hot-tempered. Sometimes, they would even punch and kick the people who grabbed their clothes to beg.
"Don't worry, brother." Under a small shed outside the casino, a thin man who was dressed neatly and neatly was continuously comforting another man who was dressed in shabby clothes and had a gloomy face.
"You're just occasionally unlucky. Think about it, how many times have you won before this? Do you know, all you need is a chance to win back your money. Just one chance, maybe only ten silver coins, but just to be safe, it's best if you have a hundred … "
Behind Thales, Cohen saw this scene, and his expression immediately became solemn.
"Damn it."
Glover also understood what was going on, and he snorted coldly.
"I know, brother. I used to be like you, but look at me now. I'm living a good life. Do you know why?"
The thin man under the shed passed his wine bottle to the man and patted his shoulder regretfully.
"Drink slowly, don't choke … I assure you, within a radius of ten streets, the interest of this loan is the lowest, and it's just a peripheral business of the casino … Recently, they even have a discount. If you lose the first round, they won't calculate the interest for the part you lose, and it will start from the second round … Their exchange rate is also the best. Do you know that a while ago, the exchange rate for Mindis was even ninety to one? Haha, praise the Virtuous King! And the exchange rate here is absolutely fair. I relied on this to win back my money back then … "
The despairing man drank a few mouthfuls of wine and listened to the thin man's words. His expression changed again.
Thales looked at this familiar scene and sighed silently.
But when he was about to turn around to look for Morris, a black shadow flashed behind him!
Cohen walked forward with a gloomy expression, and Glover did not even have the time to pull him back.
"Yes, as long as you are willing, they will immediately release the money! Look at this heavy money bag … Oh, don't worry, how much money have they lent out? It's much more than your large amount. How can it be less than your money? At most, they will let you repay in installments … Yes, yes, yes, right here, sign your name … Can't read? Alright, then put your fingerprint on it and mortgage some small things. No, no, no, it's just proof, not robbery … What, the house is rented? Hmm, do you have a daughter? You know, sooner or later, she will get married and give birth to other people's children … "
The thin man happily pulled the man to a small table under the shed. The accountant behind the table lifted a money bag from underneath and lazily took out a contract for the man to put his fingerprint on.
"Then do you have a wife … No, no, no, if you are really unlucky, the owner is very easy to talk to, as long as you do some odd jobs and work in exchange for the debt … Do you know, brother, women all have private stashes of money, and they would rather buy earrings for themselves than give them to you, so that the head of the family can use them to do business and make a lot of money. It can't be helped, they are short-sighted … Sometimes, you have to squeeze them a little to squeeze out their little stash, just like milking a cow …"
The man looked at the money bag on the table and swallowed. The thin man beside him added, "Besides, you might not necessarily lose.
"Besides, you might not necessarily lose. Think about it. The head of the family made a lot of money, came home in high spirits, stuffed a new dress and a new gift into the hands of his wife and daughter, and then threw the heavy bag of money on the dining table. Heh, let's see who the f * ck still dares to give you a hard time …"
The man wiped the ink pad, but hesitated when he was about to press on the contract.
The thin man and the accountant looked at each other. The former sighed and pulled the man to the back.
"Forget it, brother. Since you are so hesitant, there is no need to force yourself … Don't worry, their loans are all voluntary, they won't force you. Come, have a drink, we will help you think of an excuse: Why did you lose your wages for carrying goods today, I hope it can fool your wife …"
But the man shuddered and subconsciously pulled the indifferent thin man. His eyes were pleading.
"I … I …" The man looked at the small contract with difficulty.
At this moment.
"Hey! The one in front, stop! "
The police officer's loud voice rang loudly, attracting the attention of the people in front of the casino.
"Don't sign, don't put your fingerprint!"
Kohen angrily pushed through the crowd, pushed the thin man away, and pulled the poor man to his side.
"Do you want your family to be ruined? Or sell your children and wife?
Or be forced by them to do illegal trafficking and smuggling? Go to jail and suffer for them? "
The man was stunned and looked at the big man in front of him in confusion.
Outside the crowd, Glover frowned and said to Thales, "Your Highness, he …"
But Thales only raised a hand and shook his head.
"As a police officer, he is the most suitable person to step in."
In the crowd, the thin man who was disturbed became angry.
"Where the f * ck did this unlucky idiot come from, put him …"
But the accountant behind him pulled the thin man and whispered a few words in his ear.
The thin man's expression changed.
He looked at the angry Kohen and suddenly smiled.
"Oh, oh, oh, so it's the stupid … Mister Police Officer." The thin man rubbed his hands and gestured for his companions in the crowd to step back. He went to Kohen himself.
"What, you want to check our qualifications again? This is a black gold casino with a long history. It has a license issued by the Virtuous King a hundred years ago. Do you want to go in and take a look? "
The unexpected commotion here attracted the gamblers and passersby around them. They surrounded Kohen and the man, all of them looked hostile and hostile.
Thales heard someone in the crowd around him spit at the word "damn greenhorn" in a low voice.
But Kohen only snorted coldly in the face of so many people. He faced the thin man and shielded the man behind him.
But Kohen only snorted coldly in the face of so many people. He faced the thin man and shielded the man behind him.
"That's right. I don't even know when you guys coerced and bribed us to get the license …"
"Oh, oh, oh, the casino is run diligently. Every year, we report it seriously and pay taxes in full." The thin man became even more fearless when he saw so many onlookers.
"As for threats and promises, your colleagues often come here to inspect. Why don't you go and ask them? If you don't have evidence, then — "
Kohen suddenly raised his voice and interrupted him.
"But illegal loan sharks are different!"
As Kohen spoke, he pushed the thin man away and rushed into the shed, only to find that the contract on the table was long gone.
"Illegal loan sharks?" The thin man smiled slyly and said to the crowd.
"Do you have evidence?"
The people around them burst into laughter and boos.
The police officer's expression tensed up. He looked up and glanced at the crowd, but found that the accountant was nowhere to be seen.
He turned around and asked the unlucky man,
"Tell me, how much interest did they charge you for the money they lent you?"
The man was obviously terrified. He stuttered and trembled.
"I …"
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm friends with him! Stupid cop. Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Police Officer, "the thin man deliberately addressed him in a disdainful manner.
He crossed his arms and snorted, "Why, do friends have to report the money to the police station for taxes as well?"
Kohen turned around suddenly, his eyes filled with anger.
The crowd around him was startled and dispersed to form a small empty space.
"I know, it's your old trick!"
Kohen gritted his teeth and said to the thin man. He then turned around and reprimanded the man who was supposed to press his fingerprint.
"A certain guy dressed neatly, looking refined and elegant. He took a liking to a decent family like you, with a meager income and a sad face, so he tried to persuade you to come to the casino to try your hand. You won a few times in the beginning, so you couldn't help but come every day until you suddenly lost your money today. You probably want to buy some jewelry for your wife and earn some dowry for your daughter, right? Let me tell you, you've come to the wrong place, idiot! "
The man lowered his head in shame.
"And you!"
Kohen raised his hand and pointed at the thin man. His aura did not lose to the crowd around him.
"Scumbags, give the 'fat sheep' some benefits first to lure them in. After a few days, when they lose all their money, you scumbags will wait outside to 'steal' the sheep and sell your high-interest loans."
"And even if he borrows money, he'll lose it all again. Once he can't pay back the money, you won't be so nice to him. You'll go to his door to collect debts, threaten him, and even demand his wife and daughter … If you meet a tough guy, you'll find the Brotherhood's black debt collectors … until his family is ruined and he'll be at your mercy!"
Kohen was furious.
"Do you understand now, idiot? And you, thin man, you won't be able to escape today. Come with me to the West City Police Station. I'll teach you a lesson! "
Kohen grabbed the man's hand and walked towards the thin man.
The helpless man trembled and looked at Kohen, then at the gloomy thin man. He did not know what to do.
But the thin man took a step back and sneered.
"Tell me, Mr. Police Officer," the thin man clicked his tongue.
"Since you're here to enforce the law, where's your police badge? Won't you show it to us? "
Kohen snorted angrily.
"Old tricks again? Trying to steal my badge? "
But when he reached for his waist, he suddenly froze.
The police officer stuttered.
"I, I, um, badge …"
Kohen put his hand back in place, his expression a little terrible.
"I wouldn't dare." The thin man shrugged nonchalantly.
"Who doesn't know that stealing from you is courting death? You've sent so many thieves to jail …"
"So, where's your police badge?"
The crowd started to make a ruckus, urging Kohen.
But Kohen's expression was still ugly.
'Damn it.'
Looking at Kohen's reaction, Thales sighed.
He suddenly knew why Kohen wore a hood to hide his identity when he went out.
He also knew why the dimwit's words were contradictory. First, he said he was here to patrol the area, then he said he was on leave, and he was even hesitant about going to Downtown.
'This guy …'
"Ah, I know."
The thin man pretended to be enlightened and took a step forward.
"Last time at Red Street Market, you fought with someone over the top girl at Laurel Club and injured a few nobles, right?"
Kohen wanted to say something but stopped.
Laurel Club, top girl.
These words caught Glover's attention. He frowned and looked at Kohen.
"So, you were suspended by the police station, your badge was confiscated, and you were told to 'reflect' on your actions." The thin man from Black Gold Casino walked arrogantly to Kohen.
"Now, you, don't, have, the, law, and power."
The thin man poked the police officer's chest again and again. He was extremely pleased.
Someone whistled, and the crowd immediately jeered even louder. There was no lack of mockery, ridicule, and even abuse.
Kohen's expression was stiff.
"You —"
"How did I know?"
The thin man took over his words, bowed forward, and said in an arrogant tone,
"Heh heh, stupid greenskin. Of course, it's someone from your inner circle who's going to complain to me!"
Kohen's expression changed, and he subconsciously grabbed the thin man's collar!
"What, what? You're so embarrassed that you want to beat me up? "
The thin man was not afraid, and allowed the other party to grab his collar.
He even raised his hands provocatively and said sarcastically,
"Everyone, be my witness! The corrupt police officer is beating up innocent people for no reason! "
Kohen was instantly stunned.
A few shills led the crowd towards the center, and the curses became louder and louder.
The crowd pressed against Kohen, and he had no choice but to let go of the man. The latter saw that the situation was not good, and slipped out of the crowd.
Amidst the chaos, the thin man sneered and said loudly,
"I know, you're that stupid police officer who's good at fighting. A few months ago, a brother of mine met you at the Sunset Bar, and he's been bedridden ever since … Hehe, but we're law-abiding citizens. Don't scare us. If there's violence, I'll call the police!"
The surrounding crowd immediately burst into laughter. Many of them were gloating over his misfortune.
Kohen was so angry that he could not say a word. His hand that was grabbing the thin man's collar did not move up or down, and there was no place for him to put it.
"You … I …"
The thin man looked at the trembling Kohen with a funny expression, as if he was looking at a clown.
"Why, weren't you acting all high and mighty? Come on, hit me! Hit my face, come on, hit me! Aren't you cops the best at bullying the people? "
Kohen clenched his teeth, and his expression was one of struggle as he tried his best to control himself.
The crowd started to jeer, and many of them were angry.
"Oh my, what's this, a hood? Incognito! "
"This material is really good. He's from a rich family, how much blood and sweat did they eat to get this?"
"I heard that his father is a great noble. Hehe, I knew he's not a good person!"
"Come on, would a great noble let his son come here to suffer? I'm afraid he's an illegitimate bastard! "
"F * ck you, my stall was one day late to pay the deposit, and the cops smashed it! It's scum like you! "
"That's nothing, my father refused to be blackmailed by them and went to jail. When he came out, both his legs were broken!"
"Stupid cops! Downtown is not getting better, and it's all because of corrupt officials like you! "
"Hit him! What are you afraid of? We have so many people here! "
"Who dares? They're the servants of the king! They're here to rule us on behalf of the royal family! Isn't that right, stupid? "
Although no one dared to really hit him, many people pushed and shoved the blockhead back and forth. Mocking and cursing were endless, and someone even secretly spat on his boots.
The police officer was in a difficult situation. He wanted to make a move a few times, but he forced himself to hold back.
Looking at this scene, Thales sighed and nodded at Glover.
But when Glover was about to walk forward, another deep voice sounded.
"Is that enough?"
This voice shook the air, as if it rang in everyone's ears, and everyone was shocked.
The people turned their heads in unison.
They saw a short and stout fat man walk into the crowd with lazy steps.
"Then let's disperse."
The onlookers looked at each other.
Seeing that his entertainment was interrupted, the skinny man in the crowd turned his head and said angrily,
"Who the f * ck are you again —"
But in the crowd, a horrified voice sounded.
"It's, it's Mo, Morris! That's Morris! "
"The Brotherhood, the Brotherhood is here!"
At that moment, there was no need for anyone to remind them. A low exclamation broke out in the crowd.
The feeling of fear quickly spread.
With Morris at the center, the people in front of the casino suddenly scattered, leaving a large empty space.
It also revealed Cohen, who was in disheveled and disheveled.
He pushed away the gambler closest to him and looked at the people around him, unconvinced.
But no one was paying attention to the police officer anymore.
Fear, surprise, escape, with all kinds of emotions, everyone stared at Morris, who suddenly appeared. The scene was silent for a moment.
Thales looked at the silent crowd, then at Morris, and could not help but frown.
In the casino, many people secretly turned around and slipped away, while some timidly retreated and lowered their heads.
There were also people who were thick-skinned and greeted him enthusiastically and ingratiatingly.
"It's the boss!"
Someone raised his head, and the greetings came one after another, full of enthusiasm.
"Hello, boss!"
"Good day, boss!"
"I heard that you guys beat up the Red Bandana again?"
"Well done!"
"Boss, I want to join the Brotherhood to make a living someday! Do you think I can do it? "
But in the face of the noise from the crowd, Morris did not say a word. He only raised his arm gently and clenched his fist in the air.
As if there was a silent command, the lively crowd quietened down again.
* Thud, thud, thud. *
Only Morris' footsteps could be heard in the casino.
He slowly walked past Cohen and snorted at the disheveled police officer with a faint smile.
"I think you need a little help from me?"
Cohen was indignant at first. He wanted to speak, but he held it in.
Morris turned his head again and looked at the skinny man in the casino.
The skinny man's face was pale, and he quickly nodded and bowed.
"Ha, Boss Morris! Hehehe, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I didn't see you, and I didn't hear that you were coming … You're such a busy person, how could you have the time to come here … "
Another customer appeared behind Morris. Layork glanced around coldly.
The crowd visibly shivered again.
The skinny man's expression became worse.
He tried his best to make small talk, but the fear in his eyes was clear.
"Hey, Boss Layork, you're here too … Oh, my two bosses, do you want to come and play? Welcome, welcome. Please come in, we have a private room … "
But Morris only raised a finger and shook it.
"Today's business is over. All of you, get lost."
The skinny man was stunned.
The crowd also quietened down. They did not even dare to breathe loudly.
Layork snorted coldly. He turned around and looked around. He said softly,
"Someone … didn't understand?"
The Silent Killer's voice faded away.
Whoosh!
In the next second, the crowd seemed to explode!
Amidst the endless footsteps, no one dared to stay any longer. They turned around and left. They did not even dare to look back.
Cohen stood on the spot and looked at the scattering crowd in a daze. He could not come back to his senses for a long time.
The skinny man wanted to slip away, but Layork grabbed his shoulder from behind.
"I remember. I've made an agreement with Cenza."
Morris came to him.
The fat man was calm and collected. He spoke slowly, but there was a hint of coldness in his words.
"The profits from this casino belong to him. After all, his men are injured or dead, and he needs a lot of money. I'm just taking care of him."
The skinny man trembled slightly.
He turned his head around mechanically. His smile was uglier than a cry.
"Boss, you see …"
Morris interrupted him.
"But we also agreed that we would only deal with those unscrupulous merchants and rich nobles."
"And that guy just now? He looks like a poor coachman. He does not have any profits. "
Morris narrowed his eyes at the skinny man.
The skinny man gulped and looked at Morris with a fawning look.
"Boss, we … sorry. Before we took action, we really did not know what that guy did …"
Morris snorted. The skinny man immediately shut up.
"So, when you looted a sheep, you did not check its fur before you took action? Are you more amateur than a beggar? "
Morris glanced behind him, intentionally or unintentionally.
"If you touch the Prince of Constellation one day …"
Thales furrowed his brows.
Morris' gaze turned cold.
"Then wouldn't my entire street be in big trouble?"
The skinny man was about to cry.
"You must be joking. Why would the prince come to us … Hiss!"
Layork, who was behind him, suddenly exerted force. The skinny man was in so much pain that he begged for mercy.
"Alright, alright, alright. About this, Boss Morris, you see, there are not many rich people in the three districts of the city. Even the nobles are afraid of the Brotherhood's reputation. We were forced into a corner …"
Morris just looked at him expressionlessly.
The skinny man felt that he had a chance.
He wailed and said, "Besides, we are just looking for business at the entrance. It is not considered as earning money from the casino. After all, we have to eat, eat, eat, eat …"
The skinny man's expression changed. His voice suddenly became hoarse.
He looked like he was in pain. He started to gasp for air.
Kohen was shocked. He instinctively touched his neck.
Morris looked at the skinny man quietly. There was no emotion in his eyes.
Layork coldly let go of him. The skinny man fell to the ground with a thud. He grabbed his neck with both hands and breathed in pain. Tears and snot flowed down his face, but he could not form a complete sentence.
"No, boss, don't. Please, please …"
"Hey!" Kohen could not help but take a step forward.
"You want to kill me in front of me …"
But his arm was immediately grabbed by someone, preventing him from approaching!
It was Layork.
"If the boss wants to kill …" The silent killer pressed Kohen's hand. He clicked his tongue in disdain and shook his head in disdain.
"He doesn't need psionic powers."
Kohen clenched his teeth.
In the next second, the skinny man's breathing suddenly became smooth again.
"Ha … Ha …"
He fell to the ground and cried for the right to breathe again.
Thales looked at everything in front of him silently. For some reason, he was reminded of his interaction with the Air Mystic.
"This time, I gave face to Cenza, and also to this police officer." Morris bent down and bared his teeth. He was kind and calm.
"Next time, remember, do not refute me."
The skinny man, who was extremely terrified, could not say a word. He could only nod his head desperately.
"And do not harm the poor. The city is our root." Morris clapped his hands. He did not care at all.
"Get lost," Layork kicked him and said coldly.
The skinny man struggled to get up. He cried and nodded as he retreated.
"The rich are the same!"
Kohen came to his senses and added with a roar.
"Anyone!"
The skinny man's figure disappeared around the corner.
The entrance of the Black Gold Casino was suddenly deserted.
"Wow, police officer."
Layork glanced at Kohen and sneered in disdain.
"Words are really useful."
Kohen bit his lip and his expression was unpleasant.
Thales and Glover walked forward. Kohen did not dare to look at them and turned his head away in shame.
"Have you been here before? Police officer? "
Maurice looked with interest at the deserted street, which had been frightened by him.
Kohen came to his senses and saw that it was Morris. He turned his head away in disdain.
"Of course, this is my jurisdiction."
"Whether it is patrol, investigation, manhunt, or the crime crackdown arranged by the police station every year …"
"But this place …" Kohen wanted to say something but did not. In the end, he could not continue.
Morris exhaled. He felt at ease as if he had returned home.
"But this place is far beyond your imagination, right?"
"Whether it is the degree of chaos in the city's layout, the difficulty in handling it, or the complexity of the personnel."
Kohen turned his head away angrily and did not reply.
Thales sighed silently in his heart. 'For Kohen, being helped by the leader of the Brotherhood is almost a great humiliation.'
"Do you know, when I heard that there was a new, extraordinary, and rash greenhorn in Western City's greenhorn nest, I knew …" Morris patted his belly and clicked his tongue.
"You're going to be unlucky."
The fat man from the Brotherhood continued to walk forward. Layork followed closely.
"Me? Unlucky? "Kohen was stunned.
Thales had a lot on his mind. He waved his hand and followed the fat man's footsteps.
Glover reached out to grab Kohen's arm, but the indignant police officer shook his hand off and followed stiffly.
"Hmph," Kohen said stubbornly, "I'm fine. I've always been unlucky anyway.
"But you …"
Kohen glared fiercely at Morris' back.
"Theft, extortion, extortion, robbery, intimidation, violence, murder. No, it's more than that." The police officer counted with hatred.
"Drug trafficking, prostitution, gambling, smuggling, bribery, and even the usury just now. Don't think that you're being merciful just because you stopped the money lender. You have to know that it's all the evil you brought!
"As the main culprit, do you think you can get away with all the evil deeds you've done?"
Morris seemed to find this amusing and laughed.
Layork shook his head in disdain.
Kohen gritted his teeth and said,
"One day, all of you will pay for your crimes."
"Pay?"
Morris did not turn around. He only took a deep breath.
"Be it you or the Blood Bottle Gang, all of you are parasites that do not fit this world," Kohen said coldly. Thales swore that he had never seen him like this before.
"All of you are destined to die."
"Die?" Morris paced as he chewed on the word.
He suddenly laughed.
"Haha, I have to say." The fat man sneered and shook his head.
"Very ambitious, Green … Oh, Mister Police Officer."
"Why, do you think you're an exception?" Kohen snorted coldly.
Morris shook his head.
"No, no, no. Please do not misunderstand me, Mister Police Officer."
"Don't worry, I've been aware of this for a long time."
Morris raised his head and sighed.
"This line of work is the same as being a mercenary. Maybe one day, I'll fall, and I might even fall into your hands …"
The fat man glanced at Thales. The teenager looked back at him coldly.
"But …"
Morris exhaled.
"Look around."
The fat man stretched out his arm. Thales followed his gaze and looked around.
"On the street, in the community, in the alleys, the inconspicuous grocery store and the apprentices who have nothing to do, the simple and crude workshop and the temporary workers who have nowhere to go, the empty food stalls and the idlers who have nothing to do, the dilapidated nests and the homeless who rely on them for shelter, the narrow and dim attic houses and the single dog who is alone even on Valentine's Day, the street peddlers who push their carts, the unkempt children who walk on the street …"
"Including the lower class, more miserable, and more frowning professions: beggars, prostitutes, hooligans, gamblers, authors, gangsters, including the Groves just now, the coachman who was forced to borrow money from loan sharks, the crowd surrounding you and denouncing the police officer, and even the family of the little girl who tried to blackmail you on the streets …"
Morris sighed.
"Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands …
"These people, who do you think they are?"
Kohen frowned.
"Poor people."
Kohen paused for a moment and said indignantly, "What I mean is, poor people.
They're all poor people who have been harmed, deceived, coerced, and had their blood sucked by you. "
Glover thought of something and frowned.
Morris burst into laughter.
Thales sighed softly.
'No.'
'Kohen.'
'They're not just poor people.
'They're even more …'
"No." Morris finally stopped laughing. He turned his head and looked at the indignant Kohen.
"You don't understand, Mister Police Officer."
"All these people, they are all our people."
Kohen was instantly stunned.
The fat man from the Brotherhood narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous glint flashed in them.
"They all belong to — Black Street Brotherhood."
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