Chapter 1711 "Admonition"

"Other people's nicknames are 'Little Devil', 'King Slayer', and 'Dragon Mama'. It sounds mighty and domineering. At worst, it's also called 'Little Finger'. I'm actually called 'One Ear'?"

Tony. Parker failed in the ambush and lost an ear, wandered into a small black market town, and got confused into the team of the "Big Thief Pluto".

After night fell, the black market town became even more lively. People of unknown origin lit bonfires in gasoline barrels and ran around with wine bottles. Tony. Parker was sitting under the eaves outside the bar, holding a picked up car rearview mirror in his hand, looking at his new look.

"I'm missing an ear." Tony. Parker felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart. In the mirror, half of his face was wrapped in rags and hastily bandaged up. All the disinfection methods were a sip of bad wine from the boss of "Bluto", and he passed out from the pain at that time. ． ． ． ． ． .

When I woke up, it was dark. In the shadowy bonfire, the black market town has many more people, and it is also much more lively.

Bang Dang. ． ． ． ． ． , a dirty iron plate was thrown on Tony. In front of Parker. There was a piece of black bread and barbecue on the plate, he looked down, and then looked up to see an accomplice with an earring sitting down beside him.

"Why..., don't you like it?" The earring companion also held the same dinner in his hand.

Tony. Parker said in his heart: "Don't talk about eating this food, I used to feed dogs with such bad food." But what can I say now? He could only reach out and grab it and stuff it into his mouth.

Take two bites, Tony. Parker cried. The bread was as hard as a rock, and after a few bites, it turned into sawdust. The roast was burnt and bitter. The well-loved young master of the dignified New York fraternity actually fell to the point of being a black market thief's younger brother and eating pig food.

Tears are falling, Tony. Parker hated it to death. But who does he hate? He didn't hate himself, he hated Victor a little bit. Hugo, on the contrary, felt that the culprit who brought him to his current situation was David. Lawrence.

It's all because of David. Lawrence deprived Tony Parker of all his powers in order to put things at ease, and asked him to return to New York instead of saving his face. This made Tony Parker feel that his pride was hurt and left alone.

In order to make himself feel better psychologically, Tony Parker pushed all the reasons for his suffering to others. He masochistically stuffed food into his mouth, chewed, bit, and swallowed it, as if he was eating his enemy.

"You seem to have a lot of worries. I think you can cry a lot. You won't have a better day anyway." The earring partner teased with a smile, and handed over a glass of water, because Tony Parker ate too fast Choked.

drink water,

Tony Parker felt better. Pointing to the people going in and out of the bar in the town, he asked, "What do people here do for a living?"

"Pick up trash." The earring partner said, "Originally all the useful things in the city ruins were picked up, but recently the Aurora Legion has new needs. For example, electronic devices, the price is higher if they can be used, and the ones that can't be used are more expensive. Jin purchase.

It's actually a recycling town, with many working to recover valuable metals from appliances and cars. For example, copper, gold, nickel, lithium, etc. can be recovered from circuit boards. Legion needs all these things. Don't underestimate this industry, the profits are huge. "

"Boss Brutal also does this?" Tony Parker asked.

"Him? He owns half of the shares in this town, but he won't be so honest. His goal is..." The earring partner was halfway through speaking, and a dozen pickups or trucks suddenly drove over from the entrance of the bar.

Armed men with guns jumped out of the car continuously, and several of them walked towards the bar with guns in a menacing manner. Tony Parker thought it was about to start a war, so he quickly hid to the side. The companion with the earring went up to him and shouted: "Don't bring a gun in, and the bodyguards don't allow it. It doesn't comply with the rules."

A short, fat man stepped out of the pickup truck and put his arms around a tall and beautiful girl in scantily clad clothes. After the man appeared, the armed men with guns immediately moved out of the way, and he swaggered into the bar.

After a while, several convoys came to the bar one after another. All are a large group of armed men, but only the leader can enter the bar. Tony Parker was just outside the bar, listening to the continuous loud shouting and cursing from inside.

"The asking price of the Aurora Legion is too low, we should join forces to raise the price."

"Short cripple, you are the one who lowers the price every time. If you hadn't disrupted the market, our profit wouldn't be so low."

"Stupid Brutal, you can't control the ruins of a few cities by yourself, of course you can't make any money. What does this have to do with me?"

"That's enough, you two idiots, stop arguing. We are here to discuss how to deal with the Aurora Legion. We should control the price and let them know that we have the final say on this land."

"Pricing power? This is not the root of the problem. The Legion does not negotiate with us. They would rather deal with those greedy officials than buy directly from us."

"So we should let the Legion know that it can't do business in Idaho unless it agrees to our terms."

"Stupid Brutal, what's your idea of ​​calling us here? Don't say anything if you want us to die."

Tony Parker listened outside the window of the bar for a long time, and he probably understood that the bar is full of local tyrants from all walks of life in Idaho.

The Legion seems to have sent people directly into the ruins of the city to recycle all kinds of useful materials, but these local snakes feel that this business must be handed over to them, and want to monopolize to make more money.

"Listen, the Aurora Corps has built a huge recycling plant in Boise that is said to have employed over 20,000 people to work in it. If this plant is functioning properly, our business will drop dramatically, and we must persuade the Aurora Corps to close this factory."

Listening to the voice, it was the 'Brutal Thief' who said this. This guy was full of momentum, and he slapped the table while talking, "And more and more people are employed by the legion. Recently, a third of the people in my town ran away. If this continues, we will be finished one day .”

The former sentence deals with economics, the latter with status.

The bars are full of local toubob and emperors, and what they need is to rule enough people to work for themselves. But the appearance of the Aurora Legion was a catastrophe for them. Although the purchase of the Legion provided them with a new source of income, the Legion was also digging their foundation.

If everyone ran away, there would be no need for local tyrants like 'Bluto'. These people will certainly not be caught so easily. The reality made all the tyrants very anxious, and someone asked: "Bluto, what can you do? Tell me quickly."

"Hahaha..." The grinning voice of 'Brutal the Thieves' came from the bar, "I know some people in Boise who can help us. As I said just now, we have to persuade the Aurora Corps to close their factories , some businesses should be handed over to us.”

"Will the Legion accept our 'advice'?"

"I think they have to take our 'advice'."