Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 97: Weapons of the weak (Part 1)

Constans.

Ashida.

Tyles walked on the dirty road of the underground street without expression, recalling the Qi magician he had known over and over again.

Whether it is the ruthless villain on Red Square Street, the elegant and knowledgeable magician in the chess and card room, or the inhuman monster in the city of Longxiao.

No, more than that.

Tyles' thoughts went back to the prison of bones, back to the secrets buried in darkness.

The front of the clean world, the alliance of the three plagues, the twin emperors, Flelan.

Ashida Sackern, what did you do?

And your so-called moderates, you and your companions, what role did you play in the Scarlet Year...?

If what Morris said is true, then eighteen years ago, you cooperated with the first king, but you murdered Constance and a member of the star royal family, right?

I was born in the star royal family, what does it mean to you?

Tyles' mind moved and suddenly remembered what Ashida had said to him

What I am looking forward to, Thales, is not your ultimate success.

You are sandwiched between the magician and human beings, between the disaster and the world, between your own essence and the eyes of others, between the inescapable future and the inescapable past...

Finally torn apart by contradictions, destroyed by conflicts, swallowed up by regret...the day when we finally compromised.

Thinking of this, Thales subconsciously squeezed his fist, squeezing the cut in his palm.

"Ah, it's like that again."

Cohen stared scorchingly at Thales's back.

The Glover beside him was staring at Morris warily and frowned upon hearing this.

"What's this?"

Cohen pointed to Thales, who was expressionless, just pacing quietly.

"His Royal Highness looks like this, I have seen it in Northland, in Exeter."

He puts the palm of his hand to his mouth, his face is mysterious, and he lowers his voice

"It was in the dim corner of the altar, after he and a Haoyue female sacrifice, the two were alone for more than ten minutes..."

Haoyue's female sacrifice?

Be alone?

Ten minutes?

Glover was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Thales's back.

"He was like that back then."

I saw Cohen's eyes turn, revealing the unique sagacity and wisdom of the Wang Family Security Officer

"After returning from a chat with the priestess, I became unwilling, vacant, languid, with apathetic eyes, and I looked as if my energy had been exhausted to the bottom..."

Glover's eyes changed slightly.

"His Royal Highness recovered very quickly," Cohen showed his nostalgia for the past

"After a few minutes, he became alive and kicking again, and went to find the little girl in Longxiao City in vigor, and soon planned to do a big job..."

The next second, the zombie turned his head and stared at Cohen!

His eyes are like a knife, full of killing intent.

Cohen's words couldn't help but choke in his mouth.

"Try it, and make another joke of your Highness..."

Glover snorted warningly, stepped up, passed Cohen, and rushed to Thales's side.

"What's wrong?"

Cohen caught up with him, very wronged

"What I said is true, I'm not kidding...Well, even if it's false, you can't be so angry..."

Thyls was still immersed in complex thoughts, unknowingly turning around another familiar street corner.

Uneven dirt roads, moss-covered corners, signs of all directions...

Everything is so familiar.

Just like when I was a child, I walked this street countless times.

The only difference...

Only himself.

Steps, legs up, boots off.

Thyls repeats the rhythm of the journey mechanically and numbly, but feels that his ankles are linked by chains, and every step is full of weight.

Noisy human voices come from ahead,

Thyls raised his head faintly, and what appeared not far away was a shop with a magnificent facade and incompatible with the surroundings.

Many people around the shop gathered their heads in twos and threes, beat their chests and sighed, or danced and laughed in ecstasy.

Thyls stopped and glanced at the luxurious sign above the storefront, knowing it.

Black Gold Casino.

When I was young, this was one of the places where the eyesight of beggars was the most tested. Gamblers who won money were naturally generous and spread their money. Gamblers who lost money were grumpy and sometimes even begged for holding their clothes. People are fighting together.

"Don't worry about man," under a small shed outside the casino, a thin, neatly dressed man is constantly comforting another man with shabby clothes and a gray face

"Occasionally, it’s just bad luck. Think about it. How many times have you won before? Did you know that what you need is actually just a chance to make money back, just once, maybe only ten silver coins, but to be safe, the most There are a hundred..."

Cohen, who was behind Thales, saw this scene, and his face suddenly became serious

"Damn it."

Glover also understood what happened, and he snorted coldly.

"I know, brother, I used to be the same as you, but look at me, how good I am now, do you know why?"

The thin man under the shed handed his wine bottle to the man and patted him on the shoulder unfortunately

"Drink slowly, don’t choke...I assure you, this house has the least interest for borrowing from ten streets around the corner, and it’s the casino’s peripheral business... Recently there are discounts, if the first one loses Yes, they don’t count interest for the lost part, starting from the second... Their exchange price is also the best, you know a while ago, Midiel exchanged Mindis even to 90 for one, haha, Praise the wise man! And the exchange price here is absolutely fair, I relied on this to make a copy..."

The desperate man drank a few sips of wine, then listened to the thin man's words, and his heart reappeared.

Thyls looked at this familiar scene and sighed silently.

But when he was about to look back for Morris, a black figure flashed behind him!

I saw Cohen stepping forward with a gloomy look, and Glover didn't even have time to hold him.

"Yes, as long as you want, they will immediately release the money! Look at this heavy money bag... Whoops, don’t worry, how much money they have lent, it’s more than you, and less than you. Some money? At most let you repay in installments...Yes, right, right here, sign a name...I don’t know how to read? Okay, then press your fingerprints and mortgage some small things. No, no, just a proof. , It’s not a robbery...what, the house is rented? Well, do you have a daughter? You know, sooner or later, she will marry and give birth to other people..."

The thin man happily pulled the man to the small table under the shed, and the settler behind the table lifted a purse from underneath, and then lazily drew out a contract and asked the man to press his fingerprint.

"Then do you have a wife...No, no, no, in case it's unlucky, the gold master is also very talkative, as long as you come to do odd jobs and exchange work for debt... You know what brothers and wives have private houses Money, and they would rather buy earrings for themselves than give it to you. Let the head of the family take care of business and make a lot of money. There is no way. They are short-sighted... Sometimes you have to squeeze them to get theirs. Kojinku squeezed out of Noko, like milking..."

The man looked at the money bag on the table and swallowed, while the thin man beside him increased his strength

"Furthermore, you may not lose yet. Think about it. The head of the family made a lot of money and returned home with great pride. He stuffed the new dress and gift into the hands of the mother-in-law and daughter, and then put a lot of money The bag is smashed on the dining table, hey, see who the **** dares to show you..."

The man wiped a handful of inkpad, but hesitated when he was about to press the contract.

Skinny looked at the setter, the former sighed and pulled the man back.

"Forget about it, brother, since you are so hesitant, then there is no need to force yourself... Don't worry, they lend money voluntarily and will not force you, come on, have a drink, and we will help you think of an excuse. Today’s wages are gone, I hope I can fool your wife..."

But the man shook his whole body, and subconsciously pulled the skinny man with a nonchalant face, and pleaded in his eyes.

"I...I..." The man looked at the little contract with difficulty.

At this moment.

"Hey! The one in front, stop!"

The loud voice of the police officer rang loudly, attracting the attention of the people in front of the casino.

"Don't sign, don't press fingerprints!"

Cohen squeezed through the crowd angrily, pushed the thin man away, and pulled the impoverished man to his side

"Do you miss your family and die? Or sell your children and your wife?"

"Or are they forced to do illegal work of trafficking and smuggling? Put them in jail?"

The man was surprised and looked at the big man in front of him unclearly.

Outside the crowd, Glover frowned and said to Thales, "His Royal Highness, he is like this..."

But Thales just raised a hand and shook his head

"As a security officer, he is most suitable to come forward."

In the crowd, the disturbed thin man became angry from embarrassment

"Where the **** is the unlucky guy, take him..."

But the settler behind him pulled the thin man and whispered a few words to him.

The skinny face changed.

He looked at Cohen with an angry face and suddenly smiled.

"Oh oh, it turns out to be silly... Mr. Sergeant," the thin man rubbed his hands and motioned to some of the accomplices in the crowd to leave, and he came to Cohen by himself

"What's the matter, we need to check our qualifications again? This is a black gold casino with a long history. It is licensed. One hundred years ago, Xianjun issued it-do you want to go in and see?"

The unexpected movement that happened here was not small, attracting gamblers and passersby around, surrounding Cohen and the men, all of them looking unkind and hostile.

Thyls heard that in the surrounding crowd, someone murmured "dead green skin" in pain.

The man who almost pressed his handprint looked pale at such a big battle.

But when Cohen faced so many people, he just snorted, he confronted the thin man and blocked the man behind

"Yes, the license that you don't know when to intimidate and lure..."

"Yo yo yo, the casino is operating diligently, and every year it earns a serious declaration, and the tax is paid in full." The thin man saw so many people watching, he was even more confident

"As for coercion and temptation, your colleagues often come to inspect, why don't you ask them? If there is no evidence, just--"

Cohen suddenly raised his voice and interrupted him

"But illegal loan sharks are not!"

Cohen spoke, pushed the thin man away and snatched into the shed, only to find that the contract on the table had long since disappeared.

"Illegal loan shark?" The thin man smiled slyly and said to the crowd

"Do you have evidence?"

People around us made scattered laughs and boos.

The police officer's face tightened, and he glanced up at the crowd, only to find that there was no one who settled the account.

He turned around and asked the hapless man

"Tell me, how much interest do they charge for lending you money?"

The man is obviously terrified, and he is trembling.

"I..."

"Hey, hey, he and I are friends! Idiot Qingpi, oh, I'm sorry—Mr. Guard," the thin man deliberately yelled scornfully and hummed coldly with his arms folded

"Why, friends help each other to buy wine, do you have to report to the Security Department for tax?"

Cohen turned his head sharply, his eyes angry.

The crowd around him was taken aback and scattered a small clearing.

"I know, your old routine is gone!"

Cohen gritted his teeth and said to the thin man, then turned his head, bitterly reprimanding the man who was going to put his fingerprints on

"A certain guy is neatly dressed, gentle and elegant. He looks at a serious person like you with a meager income and sorrows. He swears to persuade you to try your hand at the casino. You won several times at the beginning, so you bear it. I don’t stop coming every day, until today I suddenly lost my principal—you probably want to buy some jewelry for your wife and earn a dowry for your daughter, don’t you? I can tell you, I came to the wrong place, idiot!"

The man was ashamed of him and bowed his head.

"And you guys!"

Cohen raised his hand and pointed forward, staring at the thin man, his imposing manner was not lost to the surrounding crowd

"Scumbags, first give the'fat sheep' a little bit of sweetness and get him on the bait. After a few days, when they lose all, you scumbags will wait outside to'touch the sheep' and sell your loan sharks."

"And even if he borrows the money, of course he will lose it all again. Once he can't repay the money, you will not be so good-hearted, come to ask for debts, threaten to persecute, and even ask for a wife and daughter... , Just find someone in the Brotherhood who specializes in collecting black accounts...until his family is ruined, let you kill!"

Cohen is furious

"You understand, idiot? And you, thin, you can't run away today. Come with me to the West City Security Department to see if I can **** you out!"

Cohen grabbed the man's hand and walked towards the thin man.

The helpless man shivered, looking at Cohen, then at the gloomy thin man, at a loss.

But the thin man took a step back and sneered.

"Tell me, Mr. Police Officer," the thin man tweeted.

"Since you are here to patrol and enforce the law, what about your Security Department badge? Don't you show it to us?"

Cohen grunted angrily

"An old trick again? Want to steal my badge?"

But when he touched his waist, he was taken aback.

The police officer is vomiting

"Me, me, that, police badge..."

Cohen returned his hand to his original position, his expression a little horrible.

"How dare," the thin man spread his hands nonchalantly

"Who doesn't know in Xiacheng District, stealing your things is looking for death. The thieves you sent in are almost filling the prison..."

"So, where's your Security Department badge?"

The crowd began to booze, urging Cohen.

But Cohen still looks ugly.

Damn it.

Looking at Cohen's reaction, Thales sighed.

He suddenly knew why Cohen was wearing a hood to hide his identity when he went out.

He also knows why the stupid man’s words are inconsistent. First, he said that he came to inspect the area, and that he had asked for leave, and he was hesitant to go to Xiacheng.

This guy...

"Ah, I see."

The thin guy pretends to suddenly realize, step forward

"Last time in Red Square Street, you were at the Laiya Club. You were jealous for the top girl, and injured several noble children, right?"

Cohen stopped talking.

Laya clubhouse, the top girl.

A few words caught Glover's attention, and he frowned and looked at Cohen.

"So you were suspended by the Vigilance Department, the badge was confiscated, and you went back to'reflection'," the skinny man at the Black Gold Casino arrogantly walked to Cohen

"The current you, there is no, there is, the law, the right."

The thin man poked the police officer's chest once and again, very proud.

Someone blew the whistle, and the crowd suddenly roared louder. There was no lack of ridicule, ridicule and even abuse.

Cohen's expression is stiff

"You--"

"How did I know?"

Skinny took his words, bowed forward, tuned in his accent

"Hey, idiot Qingpi, of course, you have, people, complaints, complaints, me, yeah!"

Cohen's expression changed, he subconsciously grabbed the thin man by the collar!

"Why? I become angry and want to hit someone?"

The thin man was not afraid, letting him grab the collar.

He even raised his hands provocatively, yin and yang strange

"Everyone testifies to me! The corrupt police officer beat up the good people for no reason!"

Cohen lags for a while.

Several daycares led the crowd to surround the center, and the verbal abuse became louder and louder.

The crowd squeezed Cohen, and he had to let go of the man, who saw that the opportunity was not good and took time to sneak out of the crowd.

In the chaos, the thin man sneered loudly

"I know, you are that stupid police officer who is very good at fighting. A few months ago, a brother met you in the sunset bar, but he still couldn't get up when he lay on the bed... Hey, but we are As for law-abiding citizens, don’t scare us. If we encounter violence, I will call the police!"

The surrounding crowd laughed suddenly, and many of them were gloating.

Cohen was so angry that he couldn't say a word, he couldn't get his hands up and down the collar of the opponent, and he had nowhere to put it

"You...I..."

Skinny looked at the trembling Cohen with a funny face, like he was watching a clown.

"Why, aren't you very angry? Come on, hit me! Follow your face, come on, hit! To oppress the people, aren't you Qingpi the best at this?"

Cohen gritted his teeth, his expression struggling, and tried his best to endure.

People around are booing one after another, so angry

"Ouch, what's this, hood? A private visit on a microservice!"

"This material is really good, rich and honorable, how many people's creams did you have to eat?"

"I heard that his father is a nobleman, hehe, I know he is not a good thing!"

"Come on, the nobleman will let his son come here to suffer? I am afraid it is not an illegitimate bastard!"

"Fuck you, my stall was a day late to pay the security deposit, but it was smashed by the green skins! It's a scum like you!"

"What is this? My father went to jail because he refused to be blackmailed by them. He broke both legs when he came out!"

"Stupid Qingpi! Xiacheng is not getting better, it is all caused by corrupt officials like you!"

"Hit him! What are you afraid of? There are so many of us!"

"Who dare, they are the servants of the king! They rule us on behalf of the royal family! Are they idiots?"

Although no one dared to really do it, many people pushed the silly big man back and forth, laughed and cursed, and even secretly spit on his boots.

The police officer couldn't stretch his left and right arms, and tried to do it a few times, but he endured it again.

Looking at this scene, Thales sighed and nodded to Glover.

But when Glover was about to walk forward, another voice rang heavily.

"Is it enough?"

This voice vibrated the air, as if ringing in everyone's ears, everyone was startled.

People turned their heads together.

I saw a short, fat man walking into the crowd with a lazy pace

"Then let it go."

The onlookers looked at each other.

The thin guy in the crowd saw that the after show was disturbed, turned his head and said annoyed.

"Which onion the **** are you—"

But in the crowd, a voice rang in horror

"Yes, it is Mo, Morris! That is Morris!"

"Brotherhood, the brotherhood is coming!"

At that moment, without reminding, the crowd burst into low exclamation.

The panic spread quickly.

With Morris as the center, the people in front of the casino suddenly scattered, leaving a large open space.

Cohen is also exposed in the center, untidy and embarrassed.

He panted and pushed away a gambler closest to him, and looked at the people around him unconvinced.

But no one pays attention to the guard anymore.

Terror, surprise, escape, with various moods, everyone stared at Morris who appeared suddenly, and the scene was silent for a while.

Tyles looked at the chilling crowd, then looked at Morris, frowning.

In the field, many people turned around secretly, and some shrank timidly and bowed their heads.

Some people greet enthusiastically and flatly with a thick-skinned face

"It's the boss!"

Someone raised their heads, and the greetings suddenly came one after another, full of enthusiasm

"Hello boss!"

"Good day, boss!"

"I heard that you beat the red bandana again?"

"Good job!"

"Boss, I also want to join the Brotherhood's chaos another day! Can you see me okay?"

But facing the noise of the crowd, Morris didn't say a word, just raised his arm gently and squeezed his fist in the air.

As if there was a silent command, the lively crowd fell silent again.

Step, step, step.

Only Morris' footsteps remained in the field.

He walked slowly past Cohen and snorted to the embarrassed police officer with a smile.

"I think you need a little help from me?"

Cohen was not angry at first, wanted to speak, but held it back.

Morris turned his head again and looked at the thin man in the casino.

The skinny face was pale, he nodded and bowed quickly

"Ha, Boss Morris! Hehehe, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I didn't see you, and I didn't hear you are coming...you are a busy person, why come to us..."

Another business appeared behind Morris--Lyyoke looked around coldly.

The crowd broke out again with a visible flinch.

Skinny's expression is worse.

He tried his best to greet him, the fear in his eyes was clearly visible

"Hey, Boss Leyoke, you are here too-oh, two bosses, do you want to come and have fun? Welcome, please come inside, we have private rooms..."

But Morris just raised a finger and shook it

"Today's business is not done, all go away."

The thin man was stunned.

The crowd also stopped, and the atmosphere did not dare to take a mouthful.

Lyyoke snorted coldly, he turned around and looked around, speaking softly

"Someone... didn't you understand?"

The quiet killer's voice fell.

Wow!

The next second, the crowd seemed to explode!

Amidst the endless footsteps, everyone didn't dare to stay too much, turned around and left, and didn't even dare to look back.

Cohen stood on the spot, staring at the people who were scattered with birds and animals, and couldn't recover for a long while.

The thin guy wanted to slip too, but Leyoke grabbed his shoulders from behind.

"I remember, I said okay to Qincha."

Morris came to him.

The fat man is not in a hurry, he is slow, but there is a cold breath in his words

"The proceeds of this event belong to him. After all, his people have suffered a lot of casualties and cost a lot, but I will take care of them."

The thin man trembled slightly.

He turned his head back mechanically, laughing more ugly than crying

"Boss, look at—"

Morris interrupted him

"But we have also said that we will only engage in those profiteers, cunning merchants, and nobles."

"And the guy just now? He looks like a poor driver, he doesn't have any oil or water."

Morris squinted at the thin man.

The thin man swallowed and glanced at each other pleasedly

"Boss, we, sorry, before we started, I really didn't know what that guy did..."

Morris snorted, and the thin man stopped immediately.

"So, when you touch the sheep, you don't want to explore the wool? Are you more amateur than a beggar?"

Morris glanced backwards intentionally or unintentionally

"If you touch Prince Star's body another day..."

Thyls frowned.

Morris's eyes are cold

"Then my street, isn't it going to be bad luck?"

The thin guy is about to cry

"You were joking, why did the prince come to us-hiss!"

Leyoke behind him suddenly tried hard, and the thin man was so painful that he begged for mercy

"Okay, okay, okay, this, Boss Morris, look, there are not many rich people in the three districts of the lower city. Even the nobles are afraid of the prestige of the Brotherhood, we are also forced There is no way..."

Morris just looked at him blankly.

The thin man feels playful, crying in mourning

"And we are looking for business at the door, not counting money in the casino. After all, brothers have to eat, eat, eat, eat, eat..."

The skinny face changed, and his voice suddenly became hoarse.

He showed pain on his face and began to gasp.

Cohen was startled and touched his neck subconsciously.

Morris looked at the thin man silently, owing to the fluctuation in his eyes.

Lyyok let go of him coldly, and the latter knelt on the ground with a plop, clasping his neck with his hands, breathing in pain and tearing down, but he couldn't say a complete word.

"No, boss, don't, please, please, you..."

"Hey!" Cohen couldn't help but step forward

"You are going to kill in front of me..."

But his arm was immediately caught, preventing him from approaching!

It's Leyoke.

"If the boss wants to kill," the quiet assassin held down Cohen's hand, and shook his head contemptuously while holding onto Cohen's hand.

"He doesn't need power at all."

Cohen clenched his teeth.

The next second, the thin man’s breathing suddenly recovered smoothly

"Ha—ha—"

He collapsed on the ground, crying bitterly at the regained breathing rights.

Tyles silently looked at everything in front of him, and inexplicably remembered how the Qi Magician got along with him.

"This time I give face to Qin Cha, and also to the guard," Morris leaned down, bared his teeth, kindly and calmly

"Next time, remember not to refute me."

The scared thin man couldn't say a word, so he just nodded desperately.

"Don't entrap the poor anymore-the lower city is our root." Morris clapped his hands, not caring.

"Go away." Lyoke kicked him coldly.

The thin man scrambled to get up, crying and nodding, while walking backwards and leaving.

"The same goes for the rich!"

Cohen reacted, roaring and adding a sentence

"Anyone!"

The thin man's back disappeared in the corner.

The entrance of the Black Gold Casino was suddenly deserted.

"Wow, police officer."

Lyyoke looked at Cohen and sneered with disdain

"Speaking really works."

Cohen bit his lip, his face ugly.

Tyles and Glover came forward, and Cohen didn't dare to look at them, turning his head in shame.

"Have you been here? Guard?"

Morris looked with interest at the street that was scared by him and deserted.

Cohen reacted, seeing Morris, turning his head in disdain.

"Of course, this is my jurisdiction."

"Whether it's patrols, investigations, searches, and the annual police crackdown arranged by the Security Department..."

"But here..." Cohen stopped talking, after all he could not speak.

Morris exhaled, as if at home.

"But it's far beyond your imagination, right?"

"Whether it is the level of chaos in the layout of the city, the difficulty of handling it, or the complexity of the staff composition."

Cohen turned his head angrily and did not answer.

Thyls sighed silently in his heart. For Cohen, being helped by the brother of the brotherhood was a great shame.

"Do you know, when I heard that a new, extraordinary-born Stengzi Qingpi came to Xicheng Qingpi Nest, I knew it," Morris slapped his belly and said.

"You are going to be unlucky."

The fat guy from the fraternity walked forward, and Lyok followed closely.

"Me? Unlucky?" Cohen was taken aback.

Thyls was worried, he waved his hand, and followed the fat man's footsteps.

Glover reached out to grab Cohen's arm, but was thrown away by the unsatisfied police officer and followed stiffly.

"Huh," Cohen said stiffly, "I'm okay, it's always bad luck anyway."

"But are you..."

Cohen glanced at Morris's back viciously.

"Theft, blackmail, blackmail, robbery, intimidation, violence, murder, no, more than that," the police officer counted with hatred.

"Drug trafficking, prostitution, gambling, smuggling, bribery, including the loan sharks just now-don't think that you prevented the lending, it is some kind of act, you know, that is the sin you brought!"

"As the culprit, you who are full of evil deeds, think you can escape?"

Morris seemed to find this funny, haha ​​smiled.

Lyyoke even shook his head in disdain.

Cohen gritted his teeth

"One day, you will pay for your crimes."

"Cost?"

Morris didn't look back, just took a deep breath.

"Neither you nor the blood bottle gang, they are all worms out of this world," Cohen said coldly, and Thales swore that he had never seen him look like this.

"You are all destined to die."

"Death?" Morris was pacing, chewing on the word.

He suddenly smiled.

"Haha, I have to say," the fat man sneered and shook his head

"Very ambitious, Qing—oh, Mr. Sergeant."

"Why, do you think you would be an exception?" Cohen snorted coldly.

Morris shook his head

"No, no, please don't misunderstand me, Mr. Sergeant."

"Don't worry, I was enlightened very early."

Morris looked up and sighed.

"This business is like a mercenary. Maybe one day I will fall, or even fall into your hands..."

The fat man glanced at Thales, and the boy looked back at him coldly.

"But..."

Morris let out a breath

"Look around."

The fat man stretched his arms and Thales followed his gaze

"On the street, in the community, in the alleys, the humble grocery store and its idle apprentices, the simple and crude workshops and its day-time workers with nowhere to go, the food stalls of Moncoroque, and the idle leisure inside. Han, the dilapidated nest and the vagrants who rely on it to shelter from the wind and rain, the narrow and dim attic hut and the single dog in which even Valentine’s Day is alone, the street vendor who sells carts, the sloppy children who shuttle through the streets... …"

"Including those lower-level, more miserable, more frowning professional beggars, prostitutes, gangsters, gamblers, authors, and gangsters, including the Grove couple just now, the coachman who was forced to borrow usury, to condemn you The crowd of police officers even met your little girl family on the street before..."

Morris exclaimed

"Hundreds, thousands, thousands..."

"These people, who do you think they are?"

Cohen frowned.

"Poor people."

Cohen paused for a while, unrelentingly

"I mean, the poor people are all poor people who have been cheated, deceived, and coerced by you, and sucked by you."

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Morris burst out laughing.

Thyls sighed lowly.

No.

Cohen.

They are more than poor.

They are even more...

"No," Morris finally laughed enough, he turned his head and looked at Cohen who was dissatisfied

"You don't understand, Mr. Police Officer."

"All these people, they are our people."

Cohen was taken aback.

The fat guy from the Brotherhood narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous light flashed inside

"They all belong to—Black Street Brotherhood."