Chapter 272

When Wang Quan arrived at the slum, he saw Ichiro Kenike leaning against the wall, smoking in silence.

He raised an eyebrow, walked over, and asked, "What's going on? Did the girl's family have a conflict with the factory? "

"No." At the mention of this, Ichiro Kenike's expression became even more gloomy. "She died in the factory before they arrived, and the corpses have been disposed of.

"Then they wanted to reason things out, and Abby's father … was also beaten to death."

"Who beat him? The factory owner? "Wang Quan put his hands in his pockets." Then why don't you go and kill them? "

"No."

Ichiro Kenike turned his head, his face expressionless. "It's the knights. But I don't know if it's the Royal Knights of France or the Glorious Sun Knights of the Church of the Dead. "

Wang Quan was also silent.

After a long silence, Ichiro Kenike suddenly said, "Quan Ge, this country, no, this world is really hopeless. I've always regarded this kind of thing as the information in the history books … "

In the first year of Yongchun, there were 26 famines in Guanzhong and Shannan provinces, and people in the capital cannibalized each other.

In the spring of the first year of Zhen Yuan, there was a great famine, and people in Dongdu, Henan, and Hebei provinces slept together.

In the second year of Zhonghe, there was a great famine in Guanzhong. In the fourth year, there was a great famine in Guanzhong, and people ate each other.

In the second year of Guangqi, there was a great famine in Jing and Xiang provinces, and people ate each other.

In the first year of Jianyan's reign, there was a great famine in Bianjing. One liter of rice cost three hundred coins, one rat cost several hundred coins. People ate seaweed, locust tree leaves, and Taoism. In the third year, there was a great famine in Shandong, and people ate each other. At that time, the Jin people occupied the counties of Jingdong, and the people gathered as thieves, and the carriages of dried corpses were used as food.

These were just a few words in the history books.

Similarly, it was the situation of the factories in Europe and the United States during the Industrial Revolution.

It was also the "European 'joke' of the Industrial Revolution that Ichiro Kenike and Wang Quan had talked about before.

"Quan Ge, I really want to kill someone now, really."

Ichiro Kenike clenched the long blade in his hand. "I always feel very aggrieved, and my heart is blocked."

Wang Quan smacked his lips, and suddenly asked, "Jian Chai-san, are you afraid of death?"

"I am." Ichiro Kenike answered instantly, "But I'm more afraid that when I sleep in the future, I'll see Abby's despairing eyes the moment I close my eyes."

"Then go preach."

Wang Quan patted his shoulder. "The more desperate the world is, the more spiritual sustenance is needed. This is also the reason why the Cult of Death can develop and grow. Since you're not afraid of death, then go preach.

"Food, seeds, medicine, gold, I'll give you all of them. You have a lot of them yourself. Since you want to do it, then do it.

"Anyway, our Church of Flying Noodles doesn't lack believers."

Wang Quan squinted his eyes. "After all, cooking doesn't matter."

He changed into his belt and transformed, once again becoming the 1.9 meter tall "Masked Knight Blackfeather."

"Quan Ge, where are you going?"

Seeing that Wang Quan was about to leave, Ichiro Kenike could not help but ask.

"Masked Knights are dark heroes born from pain. The so-called hero is to protect people's smiles, especially children's."

Wang Quan turned around, that strange pointy mouth mask and trench coat made him look unusually tall and handsome.

"To borrow Master Qiao's words from FAIZ, 'Although I don't have dreams, I can protect children's dreams.'"

After a pause, Wang Quan smiled and said, "I don't have any dreams to begin with, and I have no interest in protecting other people's dreams.

"But … since I have power, maybe I can become someone who can bring other people's dreams.

"I'll say the same to you, Sword Lagoon … No, Brother Dong Ping. If you want to completely abandon your past, then start over as Dong Ping. Ichiro Kenike is just a Hellwalker who died in 'Hell.'

"Bye bye, see you tonight."

With his back facing Ichiro Kenike, Wang Quan waved his hand and soared into the sky.

He was going to do a mission.

Killing creatures that used the power of gods would give him soul coins.

The Glorious Sun Knight Order was one of the four major knight orders of the Church of Thanatos.

Watching Wang Quan disappear into the sky, Ichiro Kenike took a deep breath.

He had made his decision.

Changing into his "Black Feather" outfit, he jumped down.

…

"Mother."

Mechanically, Abby called for her mother again.

But her mother, that emaciated woman, seemed to be completely overwhelmed by the pressure.

She was sitting on a small folding stool, next to her was a wooden plank. The plank was bulging and covered with torn clothes.

It was obvious that there was a person covered under the clothes.

But this person's face was covered, and with the smell of blood and his chest that was no longer moving …

It was obvious that he was dead.

"Mother …" Abby gently shook her mother's arm. Her voice was already sobbing.

After knowing that her brother was dead, she was greatly saddened. But with her parents, she still had someone to rely on.

But her father was also beaten to death …

Anger …

But anger was useless!

The most important thing was to survive!

When her brother went to work in the factory, she had tried her best to stop him!

Because among her friends who lived in the slums, a few of them had gone to work in the factory and never came back!

Did the adults not know?

No! They knew!

But they had no choice!

If they did not go to work in the factory, their family would not be able to survive …

The family next door sent Soby, who was only nine years old, to the factory because they had one less person to feed.

Originally, her father did not agree with the two children going to work, but her father contracted tuberculosis in the factory. Just relying on her mother was no longer enough to support the family of four.

Originally, it should have been Abby who went to the factory. Originally, it was like this …

But her brother secretly went to the factory without telling the family, and then asked someone to bring the news back.

Abby had to steal things from the streets, and at night, help sell the matches made by her mother to support the family.

Previously, her arm had been broken. Because she had no money for treatment, her left arm still had no strength, as if it was a cripple.

Until that night, she met that idiotic aristocratic young master who used a lot of money to buy her matches!

Their family had seen hope!

Her father had decided to bring her brother back, and then the family of four would go to the countryside to buy some farmland and live a good life!

But …

But why …

Death God above, is this also a test for you?

"Mom …"

Abby called out to her mother again.

But her mother's dusty face was numb. A pair of gray eyes stared blankly ahead, and her mouth was still muttering "my matches" …

"Mom …"

Abby called out softly, and at the same time, she quietly looked around, on high alert.

She grew up in the slums, and she knew the situation here.

Although there were many kind people, at the same time … there were also many bad people.

If others knew that her father had died, then she and her mother … would have a miserable future.

But she had to live!

"Get lost!"

The noise in the distance made Abby panic.

She looked up.

He saw three armored knights using their giant swords to smash the people of the slums as they walked over.

Those were the knights hired by the factory!

Dad was killed by them!

Abby's face was pale.

The knights stopped in front of her.

"Sure enough, it's here." One of them smiled.

Another knight frowned and said in disgust, "Quickly get rid of them and go back to get the money. I don't want to come to this filthy place a second time."

"Of course." The first knight licked his lips, pulled out his greatsword, and slowly approached.

Many people in the slums looked over, but after seeing the knight's warning eyes, they shrank back.

Dead people were all too common, and no one cared about them.

They didn't dare to care.

Seeing the shadow looming over her, seeing the sinister smile on the shadow's face and the greatsword in his hand, Abby's face paled and she tightly closed her eyes.

Her hand clutched tightly onto her mother's sleeve.

I'm probably going to die here.

As expected, God won't save the poor.

But, but …

I don't want to die …

"Save me …"

"Someone … save me …"

"I've received your wish."

Swish!

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh could be heard.

Abby opened her eyes.

In front of her, there was a tall figure standing there.

Next to his feet was the sinister-looking knight from before.

He only had his upper body left.

This tall figure flashed, then turned around. The birdbeak mask on his face was eerie and terrifying.

But his voice was as refreshing as a spring breeze.

"Miss, are you interested in joining our Flying Noodles Sect? Don't worry, if you're not satisfied, you can quit anytime. "

Following his words, the other knights behind him were sliced in half from the waist.

This scene was forever imprinted in Abby's mind.