Chapter 27 The Breath That Should Not Appear
Chapter 27 The Breath That Should Not Appear
Thomas narrated with sadness the rough and decadent first half of his life.
Wang Jixuan plays the role of a qualified listener.
For Master Wang, although Thomas' story is not very interesting, just by observing the lives of ordinary people, he can enhance his understanding of the world.
The handmade car drove into the 49th floor along the bumpy spiral road, actively avoiding the confrontation area between the Black Fire Gang and the Wanlijin Gang, and drove into the Wanlijin territory unimpeded.
Just as the area controlled by the Black Fire Gang has the nickname "City of Resurrection", Wanlijin's territory also has a unique name.
【Emerald Manor】
This is a large farm that provides materials for brewing wine.
The size of Emerald Manor is almost the same as that of Resurrection City. White greenhouses for growing crops can be seen everywhere, and the main residential area is compressed into a narrow area, creating a peculiar scene of "box forest".
Wang Jixuan suddenly heard children screaming with joy.
He looked out of the car window;
Children were playing and frolicking in the maze-like 'box forest'. Energy-saving lamps were lit in front of the doors of many boxes, and adults were mending their clothes under the lamps.
Emerald Manor is the downtown area that consumes the most lighting and electricity, except for the City of Joy.
In addition to fermenting wine and supplying vegetables and fruits to the upper city, Wanlijin's third largest business is hand sewing. Forty percent of the clothes, shoes and hats in the entire lower city come from this box forest.
Including the green sweatshirts of their rival Black Flame Gang.
Wang Jixuan could also see many people drinking and chatting in groups of three or four on the stage, and many men and women armed with guns patrolling everywhere.
His attention was quickly drawn to the greenhouses.
In his perception, the spiritual energy over there...
Very pure!
The amount of spiritual energy is also slightly more!
Is it because there are too many plants?
This accidental discovery made Wang Jixuan feel more eager.
It turned out that he had pretty good luck today.
The agent who brought him here, Goat Butt Thomas, finally stopped talking and sighing, pointed to a stretch of greenhouses, and said in a hoarse voice:
“We’ll go there later.
“Thank you, Brother Zhou. I have never told my story to anyone except my driver. Just now, you made me re-evaluate my life.
“In return, I will introduce you to my adoptive mother, which is my former home. She is the most prestigious elder in the Wanlijin Gang.
“Okay, I’ll tell you the truth.
“Because your uncle is a powerful man, I planned to arrange for you to come to my hometown. I hope you can get along well with my brothers and sisters here, and you can provide them with a little bit of favor when they need help in the future.
"Wait a minute, I need to change my style or that cranky old lady will hit my sexy ass with her broom."
Thomas began to wipe his face and remove his make-up.
"Thank you," Wang Jixuan said softly.
After listening to the stories along the way, Taoist Master Wang felt somewhat emotional.
Thomas is this guy's 'stage name'. In order to facilitate his business in the City of Joy, he also has a rather poetic real name, Hua Que Yue, which is basically not used now.
Focusing on a sense of contrast.
Thomas calls himself a sexual conservative and has a secret girlfriend. His seductive dressing, way of speaking, and style of doing things are all designed to increase recognition from different groups of people.
To do business like his - bringing people from the central city to settle down in the downtown, and bringing people from the downtown to settle down in the central city - the most important thing is connections.
A few minutes later.
Thomas wiped off his eye makeup, foundation, and bright red lipstick, put on a black shirt, and skillfully coated his hands with sticky hairspray. In no time, he combed his originally cockscomb-shaped hair into a smooth 6:4 ratio.
A charming middle-aged man in his forties with a muscular body quickly appeared in front of Wang Jixuan.
Taoist Priest Wang: The transformation technique in this world doesn’t even require casting spells or chanting incantations!
"How about it?"
Thomas deliberately used bubbling sounds:
"Can I be a cover model? In fact, my first job in the City of Joy was as a window model, you know."
Wang Jixuan forced a smile: "What should we do next?"
"Come with me, put away those unruly expressions of yours, and... try to be calm inside and look like an intellectual."
Thomas rubbed his nose:
"My adoptive mother has a bad temper and hates hooligans who don't work properly. Don't tell her why you were forced to come to the lower city. She hates murderers the most.
"Just say that you have offended some powerful people in Central City and they want to kill you, so your uncle arranged for you to hide for a while. That's enough.
"do you understand?"
"probably."
"Get off the car and wait for me. I'll go and make arrangements so they can take better care of you in the future."
Thomas put on a pair of ordinary sneakers, opened the car door and got out.
Immediately, there was a warm shout from the side: "Brother Hua! You haven't been back for a long time!"
"Hahaha! Long time no see!"
"It's been a long time since I saw you bring people here. Do you have peanuts that can be used to make oil this time?" "This time is different. His uncle is in charge of logistics on the eleventh floor. He is very powerful... Don't tell anyone about this, especially my old wife."
"Wow! Why would such a person come to our slum?"
"They also have enemies, and this poor fellow was framed and had to hide from the limelight..."
Wang Jixuan got out of the car and saw Thomas chatting with seven or eight men and women under the street light.
More Wanlijin gang members came over here, surrounded Thomas and talked, and took cigarettes from Thomas.
The driver opened the trunk and took out two foam boxes.
"Brother Zhou, come over and give me a hand."
"Okay," Wang Jixuan took a box and found bags of edible flour inside.
The basic food of the fortress is starch sticks, which are not made from this wheat flour, which is a relatively expensive item in the lower city.
Wang Jixuan and the driver waited for more than ten minutes, and Thomas finally finished passing out cigarettes and chatting.
The guy walked over with a smile on his face, patted Wang Jixuan on the shoulder, turned on a pocket flashlight, and headed towards the greenhouse area in front.
The closer he got to these greenhouses, the stronger Wang Jixuan’s senses became.
The spiritual energy here is indeed purer.
Unexpectedly, he found a good place to practice by accident!
These greenhouses are arranged very closely, and each greenhouse is a standard ten meters long and three meters wide. There is a family in each greenhouse, and those who can live here are families of Wanlijin gang members.
Thomas was lighting the way while introducing Wang Jixuan:
“The formulated soil that can grow crops is Wanlijin’s top-secret technology.
"Don't underestimate the soil that seems to be everywhere. Each greenhouse has a fixed quota of formulated soil that can be distributed each year.
"Accordingly, each greenhouse must produce enough crops every year, mainly grapes for winemaking and vegetables for the upper city. If the specified amount is not reached, the family will lose the right to plant in the second year.
“Taking care of plants is the easiest job in downtown.
“If they can get production a little bit higher, then they can get some incentives for the extra production.
"In order to be fair, the harvesting is done by the Wanlijin gang. If growers are found stealing, they will lose their planting rights permanently and be severely beaten."
Wang Jixuan said: "It actually sounds pretty good."
“In terms of the environment, choosing Wanlijin is actually the wisest choice, but as an agent, I must say that the possibility of making a name for yourself here is relatively low, unless you join the Black Fire Gang.”
As he spoke, Thomas cleared his throat and subconsciously straightened his back. He looked at the three-story wooden building that stood out from the crowd behind the greenhouse area and let out a light breath.
The wooden building is a bit old and has been standing here for some years.
The news of Thomas's return had already reached here in advance. Seven or eight children ranging from three to twelve or thirteen years old were crowded under a yellow door lamp at the door, looking over here eagerly.
"Brother Hua!"
A little girl shouted in surprise.
"Hahahaha!"
With loud laughter, Thomas rushed forward with his arms outstretched and the flashlight waving.
The eight children came forward at the same time, like a group of little magpies chirping.
Wang Jixuan listened to Thomas's chatter all the way. In addition to learning about Thomas's rough, violent, and erotic growth story, he also heard Thomas mention the "foster mother's cabin" many times.
These children were adopted by the old lady.
The reason why they were able to carve out an area here, build a small yard, plant some dark-resistant fruit trees and some simple vegetables in the yard was actually because of Thomas. After becoming a well-known figure in the downtown, Old Thomas gave his all to repay his adoptive mother who raised him.
Wang Jixuan looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little more touched.
Such are the emotions of mortals...
Ok?
Wang Jixuan frowned inadvertently and looked at the new figure that appeared under the door light.
She was a white-haired grandmother, who looked to be in her sixties or seventies. She was wearing a light-colored floral dress and a brown sweater jacket. She was leaning against the door frame, watching her adopted sons and daughters playing and making noise in front of the door with a smile on her face.
In the lower city, it is very rare to see old people living to this age, but this is not the reason why Wang Jixuan frowned.
Perhaps it was because Wang Jixuan's gaze suddenly became sharp, the old lady looked up.
With the help of the light from the greenhouse nearby, she could clearly see the appearance of "Zhou Tiantian" after Wang Jixuan disguised himself.
She said with a dark face: "Xiaohua! You bastard! You are finally going to do business with me!"
"Mom! This young man is different!"
Thomas came forward with a smile and opened his arms for a hug, but was forced back by the old lady's pretend kick.
"You are still in good health," Thomas exclaimed and waved secretly to Wang Jixuan and the driver.
Wang Jixuan's expression had returned to the smile he had just had. He held the foam box and moved forward, getting closer and sensing it carefully.
That's right.
The old man was surrounded by a mottled and chaotic aura.
The energy inside the body of Wen Heisen, the third-in-command of the Black Fire Gang and a D-level psychic.
(End of this chapter)