The night gradually fell in the southern waters and gradually became deeper. At this moment, the distant Xifan Port had just ushered in dusk, and the scorching fiery red seemed to be about to dry the sea water.
There is no such thing as winter near the equator. Seeing the vicious sun was about to sink into the sea, the workers on the pier finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The sun has set!
After being busy a few days ago, the pier was empty for several days without a single ship.
Everyone had no work to do, and finally realized what it means to prosper and lose.
If Xifan Port really goes bankrupt, everyone will have to sell themselves back to the aristocratic plantation.
Although the Bharat Province is a little better, you can live by eating soil, but it is impossible for people to eat soil all the time.
I can't grow any meat when eating that thing, and the more I eat it, the less energy I lose. The less energy I have, the less I can't do it. In the end, the vicious cycle can only be buried in the soil.
It is safe to eat for two or three days a week, and three days a day, and three or four days a day is acceptable, but it will be a bit troublesome to eat for five or six days in a row.Unless it is during famine, no one will eat this way.
Fortunately, shipping has recovered a little recently, and people who had been idle for a long time have another job to do.
Thinking of Lord Najib's promise to raise wages, everyone put in full force.
Their ideas are simple, even a little simple.
The boss gave the money, and they could not suffer any loss, and they did it even slower than those slaves who worked hard.
but
Not everyone has received benefits.
For example, a guy who carried Odisa's body a few days ago stood out for his family.
For example, those guys who are clamoring to increase their wages to ten dinars a day.
All of these people were worn with small shoes and entered Lord Najib's small notebook.
First, the labor registration office only introduces jobs to honest workers, while those disobedient thorns do not introduce them if they can, or only arranges jobs with the lowest wages.
It is impossible to go back to the dock.
As for going to steel and cement plants, it is a fantasy.
After all, the shareholders behind this industry that can make money are actually the same type of people.
Either the Willant or the nobles of the empire.
Under the connection of interests, these people are extremely united.
Those blacklisted free people either wait for notification at home or do some cleaning of feces or other cleaning work.
Their vacant position was slowly replaced by other slaves who were promoted to free people.
Anyway, there are some slaves in the Bharat Province.
This is like a set of metabolic mechanisms, forming a perfect closed loop.
In this regard, Xifan Port is actually very similar to the previous Golden Gallon Port.
These scraps of work are usually done by slaves, after all, there is no need to worry about them working on foreign workers.
But if the free people only do these jobs, it is impossible to support the family.
Some people tried to find the benefits of the workers, trying to pull them to unite again in order to fight for common interests and to strike another non-violent and non-cooperating strike, but they were hiding like a flood and beast.
They have already got what they want.
Eight dinars a day are enough for them to live, and they don’t want much.
As for those guys who were thrown away...
If you want to blame, blame them for being dishonest.
Besides, these guys who carry manure, sweep the streets, and even have no work to do can't be considered their own people.
The guy who earns two dinars a day dares to yell that he is his own compatriot?
It's overthrown!
In fact, at the beginning, they were embarrassed when they refused.
After all, they are actually clear about how the dinar in their hands came from.
But later there was news that these guys who were leading the trouble were all from the Yinyue Sect. When they were injured, many people were bandaged at the Yinyue Church.
Then there was another rumor that Pastor Melgio sympathized with the Moon people.
Moon tribe!
That is the empire's trouble!
All the clues seemed to be clear. Those thorns who made trouble were instructed by the Yue bandits, and even collected Lasi's money, and the exclusion of these people immediately became legitimate.
From a hero that is respected by thousands of people to a bear that is despised by thousands of people, Isher, with a bandage on his forehead, sat in the church with a depressed look on his face.
This is the only place where he can get a moment of peace.
Najib's long stick team is not afraid to provoke this place for the time being. Maybe it is waiting for an opportunity, or maybe it is asking the master for instructions.
And those guys who spit on the Silver Moon Sect’s emblem did not dare to get close to this place because they were afraid of being mistaken for the Moon bandit.
Ten days ago, he was carrying Odisa's body to confront Najib.
At that time, he was just passionate and felt that he could not continue like this, so he bravely stood up.
He had never seen Lasi before, and he could never have seen it. After all, that evil ghost is thousands of kilometers away from here, not to mention that the invincible god of war, General Alayan, fought with that guy on the front line.
However, those people were sure that he had met Lasi one night, and they swore that he had talked with the guy for several hours.
The scar on the forehead was still aching, as if it was inflamed.
Melgio, wearing a robe, walked over and asked the old nun on the side to help him remove the bandage, then applied alcohol to disinfect him, and then replaced it with a new one.
The severe pain tortured Isher's consciousness.
However, compared to the physical pain, what he couldn't bear came from his heart.
...I don't understand why those people just don't understand... What happened to me today will happen to them one day, or to their children.It is obvious that this is Najib's way of differentiating us. He is trying to instigate us to kill each other with a group of guys we have never seen before.
This typical drama has appeared in "Bol the Awakening". The nobles in the inner city tried to buy Bool with black cards, and after the latter pouted the black cards, they immediately showed their minions, trying to discredit the hero, fabricate the scandals between him and the prostitute, and instigate the residents of the Rock City to hate him...
However, the residents of the Giant Rock City saw through the tricks of the inner city. Instead of trampling Boer hard under his feet, they united beside him and became the spark that dispelled the long night.
The climax of that novel is also here.
He still remembered that the night he heard about this, he was so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night.
You were too anxious, Melgio sighed as he helped him with the wound, saying, "What seemed obvious to you is still fresh for the people here."
Isher frowned and tried to argue.
Kobol...
Melgio interrupted him in a hurry.
That was just a novel, a cannery worker named Sberger contributed to the sub-issue of Survivor Daily. It was not real history after all... How could you ask the people in reality to be exactly the same as those in the novel?
But the Stone City is not from this novel, right?Isher said calmly, I heard that Boer has a prototype.
Melgio fell into silence.
Maybe it's actually me who's anxious.
His original intention of running the Silver Gospel was to teach people here to read, and those who learn to write would naturally write their own stories.
Just like Sperg, who once had no big words, he did write that shocking article in the end.
Before that, Hal, the founder of Survivor Daily, was not only writing about news, but also serializing some unnutritious limericks in the newspaper.
But now it seems...
I seemed to have done something bad.
He had no doubt that he was walking on the road guided by the Silver Moon Goddess, but he was too impatient.
I have been there before, and you and the people there... are actually different.
Isher raised his head and looked at him in confusion.
no the same?
Melgio nodded.
Well, they knew that Bohr was fake, but most people believed that he could be real and hoped from the heart that he was real, so everyone became Bohr.As for "Ken", it is a very rare among them.
You are actually smarter than them, but you use the wrong place.You also know that Boer is fake, but you blame a fictional character for why it is not real. What is the difference between this and catching the moon from the water?Because the moon in the water cannot be fished up, it proves that the moon is fake.
I believe he exists!I never thought he was fake!Isher interrupted him and stood up from the chair excitedly. Not only that, I am willing to be him!
You are brave, but it doesn't make any sense... no one who stands with you believes it.You are bound to be dark, and the darkness is bound to be full of speculators.If you continue like this, you will either become a flash in the pan, burning out before dawn, or burning vigorously... But no matter what, your ending will not be very good, and the people here will not change anything.
Looking at him in a sluggish tone, Melgio continued in a gentle tone.
I don't want you to be too frustrated, you are a good person, but I can only tell you that the time has not come.It has been less than a year since Xifan Port was established, including you... It has only become a free citizen in the past two months, and most of the people here are still slaves.
In the Giant Rock City, slaves did not become the mainstream of their society from beginning to end, but only appeared in some farms outside the Giant Wall.During this period, countless shelters opened the door to bring them the technology and ideas of the prosperity era, but even so, they still sank for a hundred years... Even before the dawn of victory, monsters like torches were indirectly brewed.
He also hates the Legion, or it should be said that no one doesn't hate those big noses.
Especially for those who travel to Luoxia Province, they are like demons, doing all the bad things.
However, after staying in Xifan Port for some days, his ideas changed slightly.
No matter how you discuss any problem, you cannot get out of the background of the times. It is certainly not good to put people in a cage, but it can still be considered an improvement if you drive people from a narrow cage into another slightly more spacious cage.
Even though this slightly spacious cage is still worthy of criticism, progress itself is worthy of praise.
Isher lowered his head and remained silent.
He was very grateful to the pastor for his unpaid help. Poor people like him could not get expensive things like alcohol.
But it is obvious that Mr. Melgio cannot fully understand their pain.
They lived in the farm manor no more than they were in Xifan Port.
Although they were all the master's private property at that time, even for the sake of the money bag, the master would not pick a piece of furniture every day and drag it out to smash it.
And no matter how bad the master is, there is only one. Most people have never seen what the master looks like in their lifetime, and they don’t know what luxurious life he lives, so they can be peaceful.
But it was a completely different story in Xifan Port. The masters and the Willant people joined forces and wanted to knock on their bone marrow.
Now, they are not satisfied with this, and even formed an alliance in private, leaving him with no work to find a job and being excluded everywhere.
There is no doubt that they want him to die!
A trace of hatred gradually appeared in Isher's eyes.
He has no way out.
At worst, others could sell themselves as slaves, but he could be sure that if he did this, Najib would buy him and his family mercilessly, use his pain to make fun of him, and then use his head to kill the chicken to warn the monkey.
What he has to do!
Not only did he think so, but the rest of the people sitting in the church are the same.
They are different from the busy laborers on the docks, and their common beliefs have united them.
Since they dare to stand up and speak out for Odisa, they dare to give it a try again for the fate of their compatriots!
…Thank you, Mr. Melgio, thank you for bringing us the teachings of Goddess Silver Moon, teaching us to read and bandage our wounds.
Melgio looked at Isher blankly, and noticed a trace of abnormality in his eyes.
The eyes that were blinded by the anger made him feel a little scared.
What do you want to do?
Isher said in a low voice.
Go and get something that belongs to us, before Najib and his sticks get into action.We must take action first... This is also for you and your church, we have less time left.
His voice was vague, as if he didn't want to say too much. It was obvious that he himself thought the idea was unreliable and was worried that it would involve the church.
It is precisely because of this that he needs to discuss with other like-minded people in a different place.
Melgio looked at the man in surprise, watching him stand up and walk out the door, and then to the rest of the church stand up from the bench and follow him silently.
In a blink of an eye, there were only some old men with weak legs and feet left in the huge church, as well as him standing in the church and the old nun next to him.
I was worried that something might happen to them... The old nun's eyes were full of worry and looked at Melgio beside him, as if he wanted the latter to persuade them.
Melgio's face was also full of worry, and a deep worry.
I'm worried too...but what can I say?Hold him and tell him not to go?It was useless, they refused to even tell me what they were going to do, I just hope he could wake up on his own.
Of course, the least thing should be that those people completely forced them into a dead end.
Can he persuade these people to accept their fate?
With a light sigh, Melgio lowered his eyebrows and silently prayed with an arc on his chest.
May the glory of the Silver Moon Goddess protect them and prevent these lost lambs from going astray...
This is the only thing he can do as a pastor.
……
The dusk sank into the sea, and the night at Xifan Port will soon come, and it is finally time to hand over the shift.
There was a long queue at the door of the labor registration office, and the workers who had handed over the shift were collecting their wages from the window in turn.
Everyone pays a salary differently, but they will pay it for a full Monday.
Finally, he was in line with himself, Gowenda walked forward quickly, looking at the young man from the Lion tribe behind the counter with a smile on his face, and respectfully presented his hands.
Although this would not make his wages one more, he still did this subconsciously.
There are thousands of people like him who have seen here.
The young man was too lazy to waste time with him. He counted out four coins worth ten and two coins worth one and threw them on the counter, and continued to eat melon seeds.
Gowenda quickly picked up the coin and counted it in his hand, but his eyes widened.
Wait, why are there only 42 pieces!?I worked for a week, but I didn’t have a day off. It should be 56 dinars. You gave me 14 less!
The young man behind the counter glanced at the poor man with contempt and said impatiently.
Whoever lacks your dinars, your salary is only so much. If you have any questions, please ask Najib.
Gowenda's nose was crooked, and he held the coin tightly and pointed at the window.
How can you cheat?We agreed to have eight dinars a day!
The young man didn't talk nonsense to him at all and called the duty teacher here directly.
The duty teacher seemed to be very good at dealing with such things, and before he could get here, he started to scream.
Why are you quarreling? There are not many boats these days, and you don’t know!It would be nice to have 6 dinars. Are you as busy as you were two weeks ago every day?
Gowenda was anxious. That was the wage he had finally won. These people turned against each other!
Although six dinars a day are also high compared to before, this makes him feel like he was slapped after working hard for a week.
But...two weeks ago, we only worked for a long time and you gave 8 pieces!
The director said impatiently.
If you think you are too little, don’t come tomorrow... What’s this guy’s name? Let’s circle him.
When he heard this, Gowenda suddenly lost his temper and his whole face turned pale like snow.
No, no!I'll do it!I'm coming tomorrow!
The director gave a color to the young man behind the counter, who sensibly put down the pen in his hand and looked generous.
Do it well, don’t yell all day long, and go out quickly after you get the money. There are still people queuing here.
The director on duty waved his hand and made the move to chase the flies.
The workers around were silent, and they all dared not speak out, for fear of being the one who stood out.
They have seen what the moon bandits ended up, and those people were beaten to be invisible.
Gowenda walked out of the registration office in shame, looked at the shrinking coins in his hand, and looked at the plaque behind him, and couldn't help but spit on the ground.
Oh shit……
If I had known it would have been time to listen to Isher.
He didn't dare to say this, but it was still nothing serious to think about it.
Dragging his tired body, he limped home, thinking about how to spend the considerable huge sum in his pocket.
Actually, if you think about it, six dinars a day is not bad, and the family’s expenses are absolutely fine, and maybe there are still some left.
Just as he was thinking this way, a bang suddenly came from behind him.
The sound made him stunned. He subconsciously turned his head and saw thick smoke floating in the direction of the warehouse in the port area, and the explosion seemed to be coming from there.
He was very familiar with that place, after all, the place he went to most every day.
It was filled with tea and sugar, as well as some cotton or cotton cloth.
Or cement and steel.
Although the cement cannot be lit, sugar is a cruel thing, and there are also flammable materials such as cotton.
Gowenda heard people's shouts and commotion from afar.
It's on fire!It's a warehouse area!
It's burning!
quick!Go and put out the fire!
It's burning...
Seeing that the fruits of his day's labor were burned, there was no panic on his face, but instead a gloating smile appeared.
Good burn!
Anyway, it’s not his thing, so it’s better to burn more vigorously and give the entire port a little!
Thinking of this, his pace of going home became lighter...
On the other side, Isher, who had just walked out of the church and the church members also heard the explosion and were stunned.
Soon someone reacted and said in a low voice.
It's a warehouse area!
Could it be that a fire broke out?
Realizing what might have happened there, everyone's faces suddenly showed a relieved expression.
However, Isher frowned, and a trace of sadness rose between his eyebrows.
Don't rush to gloat. No matter who sets the fire, Najib will definitely frame us.
It was not that he had thought of going to the warehouse to set fire, and he had this idea more than once, but he gave up in the end.
With his familiarity with the terrain there, it is not difficult to do this, but the difficulty lies in how to deal with it.
Those Willant people could not reason with them, and in the end they would only cause their own group to be sent to the gallows.
The right way to do this is to organize the workers first, just like Boer and his colleagues did.
Although this matter is difficult, it is not without chance. Especially the stupid Najib seemed to heal his scar and forgot the pain, and cut off the wages of the dock workers.
As long as they are united enough, they will have the capital to play with those nobles.
After all, the Willant people are here to make money, not to cause trouble for themselves.
Everyone also realized that this job might burn on their bodies, and their faces were filled with worry.
So what to do now?
Faced with those worried eyes, Isher had no idea and could only grit his teeth and said.
Let's take a look first...
……
At the same time, Margaret, who was choosing in the bustling market in the port area, also heard the explosion and couldn't help but stop and look in the direction where the sound came.
The stall owner also stretched his neck and looked over there, looking at the black smoke floating on his face in surprise.
It's a warehouse area...
With such a loud noise, it wasn't that the shell was lit, right?
He vaguely remembered that someone had heard that Xifan Port had some shells transported from the west of Luoxia Province. They were withdrawn from the front line by the Eastern Legion and were about to be sent to General Alayan.
The people at the market looked at each other and whispered to each other, with uneasy expressions on their faces.
Madam... Standing next to Margaret, the slightly dark-skinned maid said in a low voice, "The port is not very safe recently, so let's go back quickly."
She just heard that the port bought a batch of slaves from a nearby manor, as if to replace the thorns that had caused trouble before.
Although this matter has nothing to do with their family, there have been more and more idle poor people near the port recently.
Those people looked at them like wolves, and some people were doing some stealing work. I heard that the prisons of the Guard Bureau were almost full.
It was only two weeks before, and the situation in Xifan Port deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Although the contradictions have accumulated a long time ago...
Well, go back early...
Margaret nodded, handed the jewelry she liked to the maid and asked her to help collect it. Then she paid the stall owner, then pulled up her daughter's little hand and embarked on the way home.
As Yarman's wife, she was also born in a business family and was once a citizen of Triumph City.
She has a keen sense of smell like her husband.
It was precisely because of this that when the explosion sounded, she immediately smelled an unusual smell.
She had a premonition.
Something big is going to happen here...
The group quickly returned to their house near the port area. This was probably the safest place in the entire port, but as the end of the year approached, they have been a little relaxed recently.
Margaret noticed that several families were not around and probably returned to Triumph City.
Or just like my husband, I went to the far east to do that big deal.
Standing in the entrance hall, she took off her boots, and was thinking in her heart and suddenly thought of something, leaning down to look at her daughter Ruby and said softly.
By the way, Ruby, don't you want to play with Count Sharma's youngest daughter?
Ruby's eyes lit up and she nodded vigorously.
Um!My sister An Suya and I made an appointment, and I will play hide-and-seek together next time I meet.
Margaret drowningly touched her fluffy hair.
Mom will take you there.
Ruby jumped up excitedly.
real?!How long will we go?
Margaret thought for a moment and said with a smile.
It took two weeks, and Dad should have been back then.
……
As the explosion rang out, the entire Xifan Port became restlessly commotion.
The flame suddenly rose.
And in just ten minutes, several warehouses spread.
The rolling smoke covered the sky and the sun, and even the sunset that was sinking into the sea was covered.
Najib's face was full of fear, his face was pale, his lips were blue and trembling.
Looking at the dogs with the same confused look on their faces, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
Why are you standing stupidly?Why don't you go to put out the fire!
Those dog legs carrying long sticks look at me and I look at you, all of them have a bitter face.
Sir... The fire is too big, we only have this little people, and we can't get into Ah at all.
Naji shouted without thinking.
Then find more people!Do you still need me to teach you?
Seeing that Najib was getting angry, everyone did not dare to stop and rushed towards the guys watching the fun with sticks, half coerced and half tempted to force them to put out the fire.
Most of the people who can gather here to watch the fun are free people who live closer to the port area.
Not all of these people are short-lived ghosts who work as coolies on the docks, and some are citizens who have this decent job.
Logically speaking, Najib couldn't control these people, but he couldn't care about so much in a hurry.
Due to the fact that these long sticks were not light or heavy in their hands, everyone reluctantly participated in the firefighting work and transported water into the fire one by one.
And with the help of the first group of people, the rest will be much easier.
I've never seen such a big fire before, and some unknown guys also got involved in the fun.
These people don’t want money, they just want to have fun, but they can’t even think about how beautiful they can do things.
Fortunately, the warehouse area is right next to the beach and is not far from the water source. A busy toss and troubles have played a role.
Looking at the people busy putting out the fire, Najib gritted his teeth and tightened his fists.
These dogs said the arsonists!
It's really too much!
Obviously, this is a case done by someone familiar with this place, otherwise it would not be so coincidental!
Several fires surrounded the warehouse where sugar was stored, and an explosion occurred on the scene.
He swears!
Be sure to catch the villain who set fire!
No doubt
If that guy can't be found to give the Willant an explanation, his master will definitely hand him over as a scapegoat!
Sweat was getting hot and sweaty on my forehead. Najib had a suspect in his mind. It must have been the fire set by the believers of the Silver Moon Church!
This is undoubtedly something, only those guys have the motivation to do it!
After about five or six minutes, the fire brigade at the port finally arrived.
Like the post office, this thing was brought by the Willant people from Triumph City.
Those people drove a water truck and snatched at the fire warehouse, and suddenly controlled the fire.
It’s just a pity that the best sugar and tea also made soup with it.
Looking at the tea leaves, cotton cloth everywhere, and some unmelted sugar sand, the residents who were putting out the fire on the scene couldn't help but feel compassion, especially the poor people who rushed over to join in the fun later.
This is a good thing they can never enjoy in their entire lives!
Although it is covered in mud and sewage, it is not a big problem for them who are already consuming mud.
At first, just one or two people rushed up to snatch them, and soon the chaotic crowd rushed up like mice seeing food.
Those buckets of water have become the most popular items, and people see what they want and stuff them into the bucket.
At first they just picked up the goods that were washed away by water guns, but later the intact goods were also affected.
Later, the unemployed workers rushed in, and those who were not unemployed could not resist the urge to take advantage.
They know where the most valuable container is, and they also know how to turn it in and get it.
The clever people followed behind them and fled out in boxes of cloth.
The warehouse area was in chaos, as if half of the people from Xifan Port had come over.
By the time Najib finally realized that the situation at the scene had been out of control, it was already too late.
He shouldn't mobilize the masses.
If the flames were allowed to burn, at most, burn a few warehouses before the fire brigade arrived, which might not have caused such a huge loss now.
Compared to the sudden fire, these guys who seem to be helping are the real locusts!
stop!Stop quickly!That's all from the Willant people, don't waste your life!
Naji roared helplessly and directed the long stick team under his command to step forward.
However, the slaves carrying sticks looked at each other and did not dare to move at all.
There are at least tens of thousands of people gathered here, but they only have a hundred of them.
Without a gun, they rely on these sticks in their hands. No matter how hard they really hit, they will die faster.
The fire brigade, which had already controlled the fire, tried to scatter the crowd with water guns, but unexpectedly angered people.
In the chaos, I don’t know who shouted, and a group of people rushed up and overturned the water truck directly.
The Willant, who was driving the water truck, hid in the carriage and did not dare to come out, and trembled with the intercom to call for reinforcements.
At this moment, the port guard finally arrived late.
About fifty people stood in a row at the entrance of the warehouse area, which was almost all the police force nearby!
They may not have expected that it was just a fire, so why was it their turn to play?
The guard captain with the Ripper rifle walked to Najib with great strode to him, grabbed his collar, and roared with spit.
What's going on!
He has never seen such a waste agent or foreman who can be messed up twice in two weeks.
Of course, Najib could not say that these guys were called to put out the fire by themselves, but after the fire was put out, he started to grab things, so he turned his eyes and said immediately.
Big, sir, this group of mobs took advantage of the situation and I can't stop them...
Judging from the situation on the scene, this is indeed the case.
The guard captain's face suddenly became cold. Without saying a word, he picked up the rifle in his hand and aimed at the mob running home with a bag of candy not far away. There was a gunshot.
The bullet pierced the man's neck impartially, and blood immediately spurted out.
The unlucky guy fell to the ground without saying a word and soaked in the puddle.
I guess he couldn't understand why everyone was robbing, but he was the only one who got shot.
The people who were robbing around were also confused, and they did not expect that the Willant people shot and killed people directly.
A person just stands in the warehouse area like this, and it’s not right to run, and it’s not right to run.
Put down the stolen goods in your hand!
The guard captain shouted loudly, holding up the rifle in his hand, and signaling his teammates behind him to load the bullets.
Everyone stood there, raised their hands, I see who dared
Before he could finish his voice, a gunshot suddenly came from a distance.
The same sound of the Ripper's rifle, the bullet drilled into his chest without bias.
The guard captain was stunned for a moment, feeling a pain in his chest, and then blood surged out of his wound and mouth.
Time seemed to slow down. He stared wide and fell heavily into the arms of his comrades behind him.
Where did these guys get the guns?!
Could it be
Blood blocked his throat, and he couldn't say a word, so of course he still made a gesture to order the fire.
In any case, those weapons must be snatched back!
At all costs!
Looking at the unconscious captain, the guards behind him were instantly furious.
These scums!
They dared to kill their captain!
The angry pupils were full of hatred, and in their eyes there was no distinction between civilians and thugs.
Standing here
They are all enemies!
Enemy attack!
Get ready for the battle!
With a burst of roars, they quickly dragged the captain who was shot and fell to the ground to the back of the bunker.
Then, under the order of the deputy captain, everyone decisively took a fighting posture and fired indiscriminately in the direction of the bullets.
Bullets flew around the warehouse area, and countless casualties were killed or injured in a moment.
The young man holding the rifle he picked up was hiding behind the warehouse, his face pale.
This thing was snatched by him with the workers from a warehouse where the arms were stored.
The guys who had eaten the leopard's courage directly knocked out the guards at the warehouse door and tied them up.
These rifles are much more valuable than those with sugar. I heard that they can be sold on the black market.
He originally wanted to scare the big noses that usually ride on their heads and let them see the power of the Rat tribe, but he didn't expect that he would kill the person with one shot.
Things were obviously a big deal, and corpses were lying everywhere in the warehouse...
Seeing the group of guards surrounding him, he instinctively wanted to slip away, but heard a loud noise not far away.
The bullet flew over, and the fierce firepower actually pressed a team of guards behind the cover, unable to even lift their heads.
The young man looked tremblingly in the direction where the gunfire came, and saw a tall and thin man changing his magazine.
What caught him was a blade assault rifle!
This thing is much more powerful than the Ripper rifle, and you can hit a shuttle with the trigger!
I guess the person who died in front had his own relatives, so the man was also red-eyed and spit on the ground.
Damn it, let's run away!Our firepower is much stronger than these big noses!
The roar was immediately responded by others.
The person who originally planned to escape looked at the gun in his hand and changed his mind instantly.
Where can I run?
This is the Bharat Province. Even if they run to the ends of the world, they will be caught by those Willant people.
It’s better to learn from Narasi and use the gun in his hand to create a piece of his own world!
The evil ghost who was despised by them a few days ago has now become a comfort in their hearts.
The originally nervous faces gradually became ferocious under the stimulation of gunfire.
They are actually not timid, but are just being scolded to suppress the attributes of the beast.
At this moment, the cage had been opened and the beast locked inside had been released.
The Willant Man of Dogs!
Fuck their ancestors!
Kill them all!!!
Ahahah！
The firefight between the two sides became increasingly fierce, and no one could do anything to anyone for a moment.
Although the guards of the Willant people have extensive experience in suppressing, it is the first time that they have dealt with such a difficult situation.
There were too many thugs guarding near the arsenal, and people were constantly joining them.
Some of these people came to avenge their relatives, some were yelled by the slogans of the thugs, and more were fleeing over to get the bargain.
As long as there are guns in the past!
Even the children can be assigned a pistol.
After leaving three bodies behind, the Willant guards still failed to hit the entrance to the warehouse.
Lying behind the cover, the deputy captain shouted, holding the walkie-talkie.
Warehouse area needs reinforcements!Repeat, the warehouse area needs reinforcements!
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a tow cannon being pushed out at the door of the warehouse.
As the largest rental port on the West Coast, Xifan Port gathers all kinds of people.
The free people here are not only slaves who redeem themselves, but also veterans who retired due to injuries.
Most of these people had served in the Grey Wolf Army before, and they retreated here after losing to the Golden Gallon Port.
They have received training from the army, so they are naturally clear about how to operate this thing.
As for why these people helped these thugs, he couldn't figure it out.
In short, the moment when those people loaded the artillery, the deputy captain's face changed instantly.
Oh shit
As soon as he cursed, an orange-red tracer flew over and hit ten meters ahead of him.
The explosion of air waves drove him and the bunker out, and the guards squatting around him were immediately killed or injured.
At the same time, the thugs guarding the door of the warehouse area let out an excited scream.
pretty!
The dogs were killed!
Change the bullet!Change the bullets quickly!Let's send it to the port too!
Fuck!Don’t waste time, let’s solve the guard in front of you first!
A group of people slowly retreated from the shell and stuffed another high-explosive bomb into the cannon chamber.
In the distance, the police armored vehicle parked in the warehouse and ate dust finally drove out, but when he saw the flat 100mm cannon aiming at him, he was frightened and retreated.
It seemed that I realized that the troubles here were no longer something that I could handle. The Willant guards began to withdraw from the warehouse area one after another, as if they were planning to retreat to the port area.
A shell flew over in the direction of their retreat, not only knocking down several unlucky guards, but also the house next to them collapsed, and many people escaped in a panic.
Screams and howlings came one after another, and these people were completely red in their eyes.
They quickly selected the wolf, then gathered together and shouted, calling the brothers with guns to prepare to attack the port.
Although those who were caught in were reluctant, they still instinctively moved closer to them.
The sky has changed.
No matter what they become, they have no choice but to be slightly closer to those big men.
At least, it won't be the fish on the chopping board immediately.
No one expected that a small fire would eventually turn out like this.
Whether it was the Willant, the Lion nobles, or the free people of Xifan Port were all stunned.
Perhaps it was too many coincidental factors that brought together the powder barrel full of fuses and exploded at a glance.
In short, this chaos can no longer stop...
Squatting near the warehouse area with a group of believers, Isher swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and his originally brave pupils could not help but tremble.
Until now, he has not come back to his senses from the series of changes in front of him, but there is only one thing he is extremely awake.
There is no doubt that these gangs messed up the matter.
Although this is not entirely their fault, the good guys who ignited the warehouse first, Najib, who forced the onlookers to rush in to put out the fire, and the Willant, who fired the first shot, are all responsible, but it is no longer meaningful to say this now.
Isher's Adam's apple moved.
This is troublesome...
There is no such thing as winter near the equator. Seeing the vicious sun was about to sink into the sea, the workers on the pier finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The sun has set!
After being busy a few days ago, the pier was empty for several days without a single ship.
Everyone had no work to do, and finally realized what it means to prosper and lose.
If Xifan Port really goes bankrupt, everyone will have to sell themselves back to the aristocratic plantation.
Although the Bharat Province is a little better, you can live by eating soil, but it is impossible for people to eat soil all the time.
I can't grow any meat when eating that thing, and the more I eat it, the less energy I lose. The less energy I have, the less I can't do it. In the end, the vicious cycle can only be buried in the soil.
It is safe to eat for two or three days a week, and three days a day, and three or four days a day is acceptable, but it will be a bit troublesome to eat for five or six days in a row.Unless it is during famine, no one will eat this way.
Fortunately, shipping has recovered a little recently, and people who had been idle for a long time have another job to do.
Thinking of Lord Najib's promise to raise wages, everyone put in full force.
Their ideas are simple, even a little simple.
The boss gave the money, and they could not suffer any loss, and they did it even slower than those slaves who worked hard.
but
Not everyone has received benefits.
For example, a guy who carried Odisa's body a few days ago stood out for his family.
For example, those guys who are clamoring to increase their wages to ten dinars a day.
All of these people were worn with small shoes and entered Lord Najib's small notebook.
First, the labor registration office only introduces jobs to honest workers, while those disobedient thorns do not introduce them if they can, or only arranges jobs with the lowest wages.
It is impossible to go back to the dock.
As for going to steel and cement plants, it is a fantasy.
After all, the shareholders behind this industry that can make money are actually the same type of people.
Either the Willant or the nobles of the empire.
Under the connection of interests, these people are extremely united.
Those blacklisted free people either wait for notification at home or do some cleaning of feces or other cleaning work.
Their vacant position was slowly replaced by other slaves who were promoted to free people.
Anyway, there are some slaves in the Bharat Province.
This is like a set of metabolic mechanisms, forming a perfect closed loop.
In this regard, Xifan Port is actually very similar to the previous Golden Gallon Port.
These scraps of work are usually done by slaves, after all, there is no need to worry about them working on foreign workers.
But if the free people only do these jobs, it is impossible to support the family.
Some people tried to find the benefits of the workers, trying to pull them to unite again in order to fight for common interests and to strike another non-violent and non-cooperating strike, but they were hiding like a flood and beast.
They have already got what they want.
Eight dinars a day are enough for them to live, and they don’t want much.
As for those guys who were thrown away...
If you want to blame, blame them for being dishonest.
Besides, these guys who carry manure, sweep the streets, and even have no work to do can't be considered their own people.
The guy who earns two dinars a day dares to yell that he is his own compatriot?
It's overthrown!
In fact, at the beginning, they were embarrassed when they refused.
After all, they are actually clear about how the dinar in their hands came from.
But later there was news that these guys who were leading the trouble were all from the Yinyue Sect. When they were injured, many people were bandaged at the Yinyue Church.
Then there was another rumor that Pastor Melgio sympathized with the Moon people.
Moon tribe!
That is the empire's trouble!
All the clues seemed to be clear. Those thorns who made trouble were instructed by the Yue bandits, and even collected Lasi's money, and the exclusion of these people immediately became legitimate.
From a hero that is respected by thousands of people to a bear that is despised by thousands of people, Isher, with a bandage on his forehead, sat in the church with a depressed look on his face.
This is the only place where he can get a moment of peace.
Najib's long stick team is not afraid to provoke this place for the time being. Maybe it is waiting for an opportunity, or maybe it is asking the master for instructions.
And those guys who spit on the Silver Moon Sect’s emblem did not dare to get close to this place because they were afraid of being mistaken for the Moon bandit.
Ten days ago, he was carrying Odisa's body to confront Najib.
At that time, he was just passionate and felt that he could not continue like this, so he bravely stood up.
He had never seen Lasi before, and he could never have seen it. After all, that evil ghost is thousands of kilometers away from here, not to mention that the invincible god of war, General Alayan, fought with that guy on the front line.
However, those people were sure that he had met Lasi one night, and they swore that he had talked with the guy for several hours.
The scar on the forehead was still aching, as if it was inflamed.
Melgio, wearing a robe, walked over and asked the old nun on the side to help him remove the bandage, then applied alcohol to disinfect him, and then replaced it with a new one.
The severe pain tortured Isher's consciousness.
However, compared to the physical pain, what he couldn't bear came from his heart.
...I don't understand why those people just don't understand... What happened to me today will happen to them one day, or to their children.It is obvious that this is Najib's way of differentiating us. He is trying to instigate us to kill each other with a group of guys we have never seen before.
This typical drama has appeared in "Bol the Awakening". The nobles in the inner city tried to buy Bool with black cards, and after the latter pouted the black cards, they immediately showed their minions, trying to discredit the hero, fabricate the scandals between him and the prostitute, and instigate the residents of the Rock City to hate him...
However, the residents of the Giant Rock City saw through the tricks of the inner city. Instead of trampling Boer hard under his feet, they united beside him and became the spark that dispelled the long night.
The climax of that novel is also here.
He still remembered that the night he heard about this, he was so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night.
You were too anxious, Melgio sighed as he helped him with the wound, saying, "What seemed obvious to you is still fresh for the people here."
Isher frowned and tried to argue.
Kobol...
Melgio interrupted him in a hurry.
That was just a novel, a cannery worker named Sberger contributed to the sub-issue of Survivor Daily. It was not real history after all... How could you ask the people in reality to be exactly the same as those in the novel?
But the Stone City is not from this novel, right?Isher said calmly, I heard that Boer has a prototype.
Melgio fell into silence.
Maybe it's actually me who's anxious.
His original intention of running the Silver Gospel was to teach people here to read, and those who learn to write would naturally write their own stories.
Just like Sperg, who once had no big words, he did write that shocking article in the end.
Before that, Hal, the founder of Survivor Daily, was not only writing about news, but also serializing some unnutritious limericks in the newspaper.
But now it seems...
I seemed to have done something bad.
He had no doubt that he was walking on the road guided by the Silver Moon Goddess, but he was too impatient.
I have been there before, and you and the people there... are actually different.
Isher raised his head and looked at him in confusion.
no the same?
Melgio nodded.
Well, they knew that Bohr was fake, but most people believed that he could be real and hoped from the heart that he was real, so everyone became Bohr.As for "Ken", it is a very rare among them.
You are actually smarter than them, but you use the wrong place.You also know that Boer is fake, but you blame a fictional character for why it is not real. What is the difference between this and catching the moon from the water?Because the moon in the water cannot be fished up, it proves that the moon is fake.
I believe he exists!I never thought he was fake!Isher interrupted him and stood up from the chair excitedly. Not only that, I am willing to be him!
You are brave, but it doesn't make any sense... no one who stands with you believes it.You are bound to be dark, and the darkness is bound to be full of speculators.If you continue like this, you will either become a flash in the pan, burning out before dawn, or burning vigorously... But no matter what, your ending will not be very good, and the people here will not change anything.
Looking at him in a sluggish tone, Melgio continued in a gentle tone.
I don't want you to be too frustrated, you are a good person, but I can only tell you that the time has not come.It has been less than a year since Xifan Port was established, including you... It has only become a free citizen in the past two months, and most of the people here are still slaves.
In the Giant Rock City, slaves did not become the mainstream of their society from beginning to end, but only appeared in some farms outside the Giant Wall.During this period, countless shelters opened the door to bring them the technology and ideas of the prosperity era, but even so, they still sank for a hundred years... Even before the dawn of victory, monsters like torches were indirectly brewed.
He also hates the Legion, or it should be said that no one doesn't hate those big noses.
Especially for those who travel to Luoxia Province, they are like demons, doing all the bad things.
However, after staying in Xifan Port for some days, his ideas changed slightly.
No matter how you discuss any problem, you cannot get out of the background of the times. It is certainly not good to put people in a cage, but it can still be considered an improvement if you drive people from a narrow cage into another slightly more spacious cage.
Even though this slightly spacious cage is still worthy of criticism, progress itself is worthy of praise.
Isher lowered his head and remained silent.
He was very grateful to the pastor for his unpaid help. Poor people like him could not get expensive things like alcohol.
But it is obvious that Mr. Melgio cannot fully understand their pain.
They lived in the farm manor no more than they were in Xifan Port.
Although they were all the master's private property at that time, even for the sake of the money bag, the master would not pick a piece of furniture every day and drag it out to smash it.
And no matter how bad the master is, there is only one. Most people have never seen what the master looks like in their lifetime, and they don’t know what luxurious life he lives, so they can be peaceful.
But it was a completely different story in Xifan Port. The masters and the Willant people joined forces and wanted to knock on their bone marrow.
Now, they are not satisfied with this, and even formed an alliance in private, leaving him with no work to find a job and being excluded everywhere.
There is no doubt that they want him to die!
A trace of hatred gradually appeared in Isher's eyes.
He has no way out.
At worst, others could sell themselves as slaves, but he could be sure that if he did this, Najib would buy him and his family mercilessly, use his pain to make fun of him, and then use his head to kill the chicken to warn the monkey.
What he has to do!
Not only did he think so, but the rest of the people sitting in the church are the same.
They are different from the busy laborers on the docks, and their common beliefs have united them.
Since they dare to stand up and speak out for Odisa, they dare to give it a try again for the fate of their compatriots!
…Thank you, Mr. Melgio, thank you for bringing us the teachings of Goddess Silver Moon, teaching us to read and bandage our wounds.
Melgio looked at Isher blankly, and noticed a trace of abnormality in his eyes.
The eyes that were blinded by the anger made him feel a little scared.
What do you want to do?
Isher said in a low voice.
Go and get something that belongs to us, before Najib and his sticks get into action.We must take action first... This is also for you and your church, we have less time left.
His voice was vague, as if he didn't want to say too much. It was obvious that he himself thought the idea was unreliable and was worried that it would involve the church.
It is precisely because of this that he needs to discuss with other like-minded people in a different place.
Melgio looked at the man in surprise, watching him stand up and walk out the door, and then to the rest of the church stand up from the bench and follow him silently.
In a blink of an eye, there were only some old men with weak legs and feet left in the huge church, as well as him standing in the church and the old nun next to him.
I was worried that something might happen to them... The old nun's eyes were full of worry and looked at Melgio beside him, as if he wanted the latter to persuade them.
Melgio's face was also full of worry, and a deep worry.
I'm worried too...but what can I say?Hold him and tell him not to go?It was useless, they refused to even tell me what they were going to do, I just hope he could wake up on his own.
Of course, the least thing should be that those people completely forced them into a dead end.
Can he persuade these people to accept their fate?
With a light sigh, Melgio lowered his eyebrows and silently prayed with an arc on his chest.
May the glory of the Silver Moon Goddess protect them and prevent these lost lambs from going astray...
This is the only thing he can do as a pastor.
……
The dusk sank into the sea, and the night at Xifan Port will soon come, and it is finally time to hand over the shift.
There was a long queue at the door of the labor registration office, and the workers who had handed over the shift were collecting their wages from the window in turn.
Everyone pays a salary differently, but they will pay it for a full Monday.
Finally, he was in line with himself, Gowenda walked forward quickly, looking at the young man from the Lion tribe behind the counter with a smile on his face, and respectfully presented his hands.
Although this would not make his wages one more, he still did this subconsciously.
There are thousands of people like him who have seen here.
The young man was too lazy to waste time with him. He counted out four coins worth ten and two coins worth one and threw them on the counter, and continued to eat melon seeds.
Gowenda quickly picked up the coin and counted it in his hand, but his eyes widened.
Wait, why are there only 42 pieces!?I worked for a week, but I didn’t have a day off. It should be 56 dinars. You gave me 14 less!
The young man behind the counter glanced at the poor man with contempt and said impatiently.
Whoever lacks your dinars, your salary is only so much. If you have any questions, please ask Najib.
Gowenda's nose was crooked, and he held the coin tightly and pointed at the window.
How can you cheat?We agreed to have eight dinars a day!
The young man didn't talk nonsense to him at all and called the duty teacher here directly.
The duty teacher seemed to be very good at dealing with such things, and before he could get here, he started to scream.
Why are you quarreling? There are not many boats these days, and you don’t know!It would be nice to have 6 dinars. Are you as busy as you were two weeks ago every day?
Gowenda was anxious. That was the wage he had finally won. These people turned against each other!
Although six dinars a day are also high compared to before, this makes him feel like he was slapped after working hard for a week.
But...two weeks ago, we only worked for a long time and you gave 8 pieces!
The director said impatiently.
If you think you are too little, don’t come tomorrow... What’s this guy’s name? Let’s circle him.
When he heard this, Gowenda suddenly lost his temper and his whole face turned pale like snow.
No, no!I'll do it!I'm coming tomorrow!
The director gave a color to the young man behind the counter, who sensibly put down the pen in his hand and looked generous.
Do it well, don’t yell all day long, and go out quickly after you get the money. There are still people queuing here.
The director on duty waved his hand and made the move to chase the flies.
The workers around were silent, and they all dared not speak out, for fear of being the one who stood out.
They have seen what the moon bandits ended up, and those people were beaten to be invisible.
Gowenda walked out of the registration office in shame, looked at the shrinking coins in his hand, and looked at the plaque behind him, and couldn't help but spit on the ground.
Oh shit……
If I had known it would have been time to listen to Isher.
He didn't dare to say this, but it was still nothing serious to think about it.
Dragging his tired body, he limped home, thinking about how to spend the considerable huge sum in his pocket.
Actually, if you think about it, six dinars a day is not bad, and the family’s expenses are absolutely fine, and maybe there are still some left.
Just as he was thinking this way, a bang suddenly came from behind him.
The sound made him stunned. He subconsciously turned his head and saw thick smoke floating in the direction of the warehouse in the port area, and the explosion seemed to be coming from there.
He was very familiar with that place, after all, the place he went to most every day.
It was filled with tea and sugar, as well as some cotton or cotton cloth.
Or cement and steel.
Although the cement cannot be lit, sugar is a cruel thing, and there are also flammable materials such as cotton.
Gowenda heard people's shouts and commotion from afar.
It's on fire!It's a warehouse area!
It's burning!
quick!Go and put out the fire!
It's burning...
Seeing that the fruits of his day's labor were burned, there was no panic on his face, but instead a gloating smile appeared.
Good burn!
Anyway, it’s not his thing, so it’s better to burn more vigorously and give the entire port a little!
Thinking of this, his pace of going home became lighter...
On the other side, Isher, who had just walked out of the church and the church members also heard the explosion and were stunned.
Soon someone reacted and said in a low voice.
It's a warehouse area!
Could it be that a fire broke out?
Realizing what might have happened there, everyone's faces suddenly showed a relieved expression.
However, Isher frowned, and a trace of sadness rose between his eyebrows.
Don't rush to gloat. No matter who sets the fire, Najib will definitely frame us.
It was not that he had thought of going to the warehouse to set fire, and he had this idea more than once, but he gave up in the end.
With his familiarity with the terrain there, it is not difficult to do this, but the difficulty lies in how to deal with it.
Those Willant people could not reason with them, and in the end they would only cause their own group to be sent to the gallows.
The right way to do this is to organize the workers first, just like Boer and his colleagues did.
Although this matter is difficult, it is not without chance. Especially the stupid Najib seemed to heal his scar and forgot the pain, and cut off the wages of the dock workers.
As long as they are united enough, they will have the capital to play with those nobles.
After all, the Willant people are here to make money, not to cause trouble for themselves.
Everyone also realized that this job might burn on their bodies, and their faces were filled with worry.
So what to do now?
Faced with those worried eyes, Isher had no idea and could only grit his teeth and said.
Let's take a look first...
……
At the same time, Margaret, who was choosing in the bustling market in the port area, also heard the explosion and couldn't help but stop and look in the direction where the sound came.
The stall owner also stretched his neck and looked over there, looking at the black smoke floating on his face in surprise.
It's a warehouse area...
With such a loud noise, it wasn't that the shell was lit, right?
He vaguely remembered that someone had heard that Xifan Port had some shells transported from the west of Luoxia Province. They were withdrawn from the front line by the Eastern Legion and were about to be sent to General Alayan.
The people at the market looked at each other and whispered to each other, with uneasy expressions on their faces.
Madam... Standing next to Margaret, the slightly dark-skinned maid said in a low voice, "The port is not very safe recently, so let's go back quickly."
She just heard that the port bought a batch of slaves from a nearby manor, as if to replace the thorns that had caused trouble before.
Although this matter has nothing to do with their family, there have been more and more idle poor people near the port recently.
Those people looked at them like wolves, and some people were doing some stealing work. I heard that the prisons of the Guard Bureau were almost full.
It was only two weeks before, and the situation in Xifan Port deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Although the contradictions have accumulated a long time ago...
Well, go back early...
Margaret nodded, handed the jewelry she liked to the maid and asked her to help collect it. Then she paid the stall owner, then pulled up her daughter's little hand and embarked on the way home.
As Yarman's wife, she was also born in a business family and was once a citizen of Triumph City.
She has a keen sense of smell like her husband.
It was precisely because of this that when the explosion sounded, she immediately smelled an unusual smell.
She had a premonition.
Something big is going to happen here...
The group quickly returned to their house near the port area. This was probably the safest place in the entire port, but as the end of the year approached, they have been a little relaxed recently.
Margaret noticed that several families were not around and probably returned to Triumph City.
Or just like my husband, I went to the far east to do that big deal.
Standing in the entrance hall, she took off her boots, and was thinking in her heart and suddenly thought of something, leaning down to look at her daughter Ruby and said softly.
By the way, Ruby, don't you want to play with Count Sharma's youngest daughter?
Ruby's eyes lit up and she nodded vigorously.
Um!My sister An Suya and I made an appointment, and I will play hide-and-seek together next time I meet.
Margaret drowningly touched her fluffy hair.
Mom will take you there.
Ruby jumped up excitedly.
real?!How long will we go?
Margaret thought for a moment and said with a smile.
It took two weeks, and Dad should have been back then.
……
As the explosion rang out, the entire Xifan Port became restlessly commotion.
The flame suddenly rose.
And in just ten minutes, several warehouses spread.
The rolling smoke covered the sky and the sun, and even the sunset that was sinking into the sea was covered.
Najib's face was full of fear, his face was pale, his lips were blue and trembling.
Looking at the dogs with the same confused look on their faces, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
Why are you standing stupidly?Why don't you go to put out the fire!
Those dog legs carrying long sticks look at me and I look at you, all of them have a bitter face.
Sir... The fire is too big, we only have this little people, and we can't get into Ah at all.
Naji shouted without thinking.
Then find more people!Do you still need me to teach you?
Seeing that Najib was getting angry, everyone did not dare to stop and rushed towards the guys watching the fun with sticks, half coerced and half tempted to force them to put out the fire.
Most of the people who can gather here to watch the fun are free people who live closer to the port area.
Not all of these people are short-lived ghosts who work as coolies on the docks, and some are citizens who have this decent job.
Logically speaking, Najib couldn't control these people, but he couldn't care about so much in a hurry.
Due to the fact that these long sticks were not light or heavy in their hands, everyone reluctantly participated in the firefighting work and transported water into the fire one by one.
And with the help of the first group of people, the rest will be much easier.
I've never seen such a big fire before, and some unknown guys also got involved in the fun.
These people don’t want money, they just want to have fun, but they can’t even think about how beautiful they can do things.
Fortunately, the warehouse area is right next to the beach and is not far from the water source. A busy toss and troubles have played a role.
Looking at the people busy putting out the fire, Najib gritted his teeth and tightened his fists.
These dogs said the arsonists!
It's really too much!
Obviously, this is a case done by someone familiar with this place, otherwise it would not be so coincidental!
Several fires surrounded the warehouse where sugar was stored, and an explosion occurred on the scene.
He swears!
Be sure to catch the villain who set fire!
No doubt
If that guy can't be found to give the Willant an explanation, his master will definitely hand him over as a scapegoat!
Sweat was getting hot and sweaty on my forehead. Najib had a suspect in his mind. It must have been the fire set by the believers of the Silver Moon Church!
This is undoubtedly something, only those guys have the motivation to do it!
After about five or six minutes, the fire brigade at the port finally arrived.
Like the post office, this thing was brought by the Willant people from Triumph City.
Those people drove a water truck and snatched at the fire warehouse, and suddenly controlled the fire.
It’s just a pity that the best sugar and tea also made soup with it.
Looking at the tea leaves, cotton cloth everywhere, and some unmelted sugar sand, the residents who were putting out the fire on the scene couldn't help but feel compassion, especially the poor people who rushed over to join in the fun later.
This is a good thing they can never enjoy in their entire lives!
Although it is covered in mud and sewage, it is not a big problem for them who are already consuming mud.
At first, just one or two people rushed up to snatch them, and soon the chaotic crowd rushed up like mice seeing food.
Those buckets of water have become the most popular items, and people see what they want and stuff them into the bucket.
At first they just picked up the goods that were washed away by water guns, but later the intact goods were also affected.
Later, the unemployed workers rushed in, and those who were not unemployed could not resist the urge to take advantage.
They know where the most valuable container is, and they also know how to turn it in and get it.
The clever people followed behind them and fled out in boxes of cloth.
The warehouse area was in chaos, as if half of the people from Xifan Port had come over.
By the time Najib finally realized that the situation at the scene had been out of control, it was already too late.
He shouldn't mobilize the masses.
If the flames were allowed to burn, at most, burn a few warehouses before the fire brigade arrived, which might not have caused such a huge loss now.
Compared to the sudden fire, these guys who seem to be helping are the real locusts!
stop!Stop quickly!That's all from the Willant people, don't waste your life!
Naji roared helplessly and directed the long stick team under his command to step forward.
However, the slaves carrying sticks looked at each other and did not dare to move at all.
There are at least tens of thousands of people gathered here, but they only have a hundred of them.
Without a gun, they rely on these sticks in their hands. No matter how hard they really hit, they will die faster.
The fire brigade, which had already controlled the fire, tried to scatter the crowd with water guns, but unexpectedly angered people.
In the chaos, I don’t know who shouted, and a group of people rushed up and overturned the water truck directly.
The Willant, who was driving the water truck, hid in the carriage and did not dare to come out, and trembled with the intercom to call for reinforcements.
At this moment, the port guard finally arrived late.
About fifty people stood in a row at the entrance of the warehouse area, which was almost all the police force nearby!
They may not have expected that it was just a fire, so why was it their turn to play?
The guard captain with the Ripper rifle walked to Najib with great strode to him, grabbed his collar, and roared with spit.
What's going on!
He has never seen such a waste agent or foreman who can be messed up twice in two weeks.
Of course, Najib could not say that these guys were called to put out the fire by themselves, but after the fire was put out, he started to grab things, so he turned his eyes and said immediately.
Big, sir, this group of mobs took advantage of the situation and I can't stop them...
Judging from the situation on the scene, this is indeed the case.
The guard captain's face suddenly became cold. Without saying a word, he picked up the rifle in his hand and aimed at the mob running home with a bag of candy not far away. There was a gunshot.
The bullet pierced the man's neck impartially, and blood immediately spurted out.
The unlucky guy fell to the ground without saying a word and soaked in the puddle.
I guess he couldn't understand why everyone was robbing, but he was the only one who got shot.
The people who were robbing around were also confused, and they did not expect that the Willant people shot and killed people directly.
A person just stands in the warehouse area like this, and it’s not right to run, and it’s not right to run.
Put down the stolen goods in your hand!
The guard captain shouted loudly, holding up the rifle in his hand, and signaling his teammates behind him to load the bullets.
Everyone stood there, raised their hands, I see who dared
Before he could finish his voice, a gunshot suddenly came from a distance.
The same sound of the Ripper's rifle, the bullet drilled into his chest without bias.
The guard captain was stunned for a moment, feeling a pain in his chest, and then blood surged out of his wound and mouth.
Time seemed to slow down. He stared wide and fell heavily into the arms of his comrades behind him.
Where did these guys get the guns?!
Could it be
Blood blocked his throat, and he couldn't say a word, so of course he still made a gesture to order the fire.
In any case, those weapons must be snatched back!
At all costs!
Looking at the unconscious captain, the guards behind him were instantly furious.
These scums!
They dared to kill their captain!
The angry pupils were full of hatred, and in their eyes there was no distinction between civilians and thugs.
Standing here
They are all enemies!
Enemy attack!
Get ready for the battle!
With a burst of roars, they quickly dragged the captain who was shot and fell to the ground to the back of the bunker.
Then, under the order of the deputy captain, everyone decisively took a fighting posture and fired indiscriminately in the direction of the bullets.
Bullets flew around the warehouse area, and countless casualties were killed or injured in a moment.
The young man holding the rifle he picked up was hiding behind the warehouse, his face pale.
This thing was snatched by him with the workers from a warehouse where the arms were stored.
The guys who had eaten the leopard's courage directly knocked out the guards at the warehouse door and tied them up.
These rifles are much more valuable than those with sugar. I heard that they can be sold on the black market.
He originally wanted to scare the big noses that usually ride on their heads and let them see the power of the Rat tribe, but he didn't expect that he would kill the person with one shot.
Things were obviously a big deal, and corpses were lying everywhere in the warehouse...
Seeing the group of guards surrounding him, he instinctively wanted to slip away, but heard a loud noise not far away.
The bullet flew over, and the fierce firepower actually pressed a team of guards behind the cover, unable to even lift their heads.
The young man looked tremblingly in the direction where the gunfire came, and saw a tall and thin man changing his magazine.
What caught him was a blade assault rifle!
This thing is much more powerful than the Ripper rifle, and you can hit a shuttle with the trigger!
I guess the person who died in front had his own relatives, so the man was also red-eyed and spit on the ground.
Damn it, let's run away!Our firepower is much stronger than these big noses!
The roar was immediately responded by others.
The person who originally planned to escape looked at the gun in his hand and changed his mind instantly.
Where can I run?
This is the Bharat Province. Even if they run to the ends of the world, they will be caught by those Willant people.
It’s better to learn from Narasi and use the gun in his hand to create a piece of his own world!
The evil ghost who was despised by them a few days ago has now become a comfort in their hearts.
The originally nervous faces gradually became ferocious under the stimulation of gunfire.
They are actually not timid, but are just being scolded to suppress the attributes of the beast.
At this moment, the cage had been opened and the beast locked inside had been released.
The Willant Man of Dogs!
Fuck their ancestors!
Kill them all!!!
Ahahah！
The firefight between the two sides became increasingly fierce, and no one could do anything to anyone for a moment.
Although the guards of the Willant people have extensive experience in suppressing, it is the first time that they have dealt with such a difficult situation.
There were too many thugs guarding near the arsenal, and people were constantly joining them.
Some of these people came to avenge their relatives, some were yelled by the slogans of the thugs, and more were fleeing over to get the bargain.
As long as there are guns in the past!
Even the children can be assigned a pistol.
After leaving three bodies behind, the Willant guards still failed to hit the entrance to the warehouse.
Lying behind the cover, the deputy captain shouted, holding the walkie-talkie.
Warehouse area needs reinforcements!Repeat, the warehouse area needs reinforcements!
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a tow cannon being pushed out at the door of the warehouse.
As the largest rental port on the West Coast, Xifan Port gathers all kinds of people.
The free people here are not only slaves who redeem themselves, but also veterans who retired due to injuries.
Most of these people had served in the Grey Wolf Army before, and they retreated here after losing to the Golden Gallon Port.
They have received training from the army, so they are naturally clear about how to operate this thing.
As for why these people helped these thugs, he couldn't figure it out.
In short, the moment when those people loaded the artillery, the deputy captain's face changed instantly.
Oh shit
As soon as he cursed, an orange-red tracer flew over and hit ten meters ahead of him.
The explosion of air waves drove him and the bunker out, and the guards squatting around him were immediately killed or injured.
At the same time, the thugs guarding the door of the warehouse area let out an excited scream.
pretty!
The dogs were killed!
Change the bullet!Change the bullets quickly!Let's send it to the port too!
Fuck!Don’t waste time, let’s solve the guard in front of you first!
A group of people slowly retreated from the shell and stuffed another high-explosive bomb into the cannon chamber.
In the distance, the police armored vehicle parked in the warehouse and ate dust finally drove out, but when he saw the flat 100mm cannon aiming at him, he was frightened and retreated.
It seemed that I realized that the troubles here were no longer something that I could handle. The Willant guards began to withdraw from the warehouse area one after another, as if they were planning to retreat to the port area.
A shell flew over in the direction of their retreat, not only knocking down several unlucky guards, but also the house next to them collapsed, and many people escaped in a panic.
Screams and howlings came one after another, and these people were completely red in their eyes.
They quickly selected the wolf, then gathered together and shouted, calling the brothers with guns to prepare to attack the port.
Although those who were caught in were reluctant, they still instinctively moved closer to them.
The sky has changed.
No matter what they become, they have no choice but to be slightly closer to those big men.
At least, it won't be the fish on the chopping board immediately.
No one expected that a small fire would eventually turn out like this.
Whether it was the Willant, the Lion nobles, or the free people of Xifan Port were all stunned.
Perhaps it was too many coincidental factors that brought together the powder barrel full of fuses and exploded at a glance.
In short, this chaos can no longer stop...
Squatting near the warehouse area with a group of believers, Isher swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and his originally brave pupils could not help but tremble.
Until now, he has not come back to his senses from the series of changes in front of him, but there is only one thing he is extremely awake.
There is no doubt that these gangs messed up the matter.
Although this is not entirely their fault, the good guys who ignited the warehouse first, Najib, who forced the onlookers to rush in to put out the fire, and the Willant, who fired the first shot, are all responsible, but it is no longer meaningful to say this now.
Isher's Adam's apple moved.
This is troublesome...
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