Chapter 1158 Cleaning

"Protection money? Me? You? Dare?"

When the local "gang" came to his door and actually wanted to collect the so-called protection fee for opening a store, Lu Ping'an laughed out loud.

Especially when he saw that the leader was actually a group of water tribe.

".You probably don't know who I am?"

"Open a shop! Charges! Rules!"

Lu Ping'an laughed angrily when he saw a group of fishmen and half-fishmen in front of him who were armed with sticks and iron weapons. They looked more like refugees than gang members.

Reality is sometimes so absurd but logical.

The refugees who lack the ability to make a living are indeed quite pitiful. But the reality is that they are most likely to attack the weaker ones.

Lu Ping'an's shop is simply because it uses a large number of long-handed people and fish people as shop assistants, and the "human employees" are doing their own things and not wandering around.

As a result, these "local gangs" came to the new store according to the rules.

They asked for red envelopes and regular payment of protection fees, and threatened to smash, smash, and rob if they didn't give. When Lu Ping'an, an "ordinary human boy", appeared, these guys tempered their arrogance a little, but they were still quite tough-talking.

"Don't block the door! Throw oil on me!"

"We are also customers, we also have to spend money and we have no money, but you can't help but let us in."

Realizing that there are "human clerks" here, they skillfully changed their thinking, from hard to soft, and directly threatened to "If you don't pay the protection fee, we will make it impossible for you to do business well."

This overly skilled attitude change made Lu Pingping laugh angrily.

It seems that they have become accustomed to this kind of "bullying the weak and fearing the strong".

"roll."

Lu Pingan was too lazy to care, he just stood there calmly, said a few words, and then prepared to turn around and leave.

"you you."

However, it is obvious that some people do not know how to advance or retreat.

There was even a tall fishman who touched Lu Ping'an's shoulder.

".Don't!"

He had a companion and reacted, but it was already too late.

The fish-man stood there, as if time had stopped. The next moment, cracks appeared in pieces of flesh and blood.

"Snapped!"

So, before there was even time to scream, it shattered on the ground.

When pieces of flesh and blood slipped away, and when the perpetrator, who might have been the victim, turned into a puddle of minced flesh, the scene froze in an instant.

This time, even the stupidest fishman knew that he had hit a brick wall.

Lu Ping'an just turned around calmly again, his godless eyes slowly opened, and his snow-white eyes seemed to be pregnant with gods.

"Ahhhhh!"

The screaming fishmen and sea tribesmen chose to escape.

Crawling, running, and screaming, how arrogant he was before is now so ugly.

They were just a bunch of bastards. But at this moment, Lu Ping'an was really murderous, because a bastard who was looked down upon by a professional could often commit tragedies that even a strong person could not do.

In most cases, the weak will only swing their knives at the weaker. The biggest victims of these "ontological gangs" are obviously the real ordinary refugees.

But looking at the rubbish, Lu Ping'an lost interest again.

"Infinite killing."

The big fishman lord next to him expressed Lu Pingan's helpless thoughts.

This is the territory of human power, but in fact the number of "human masters" is limited. Naturally, a large number of foreigners have entered it and become ordinary citizens or soldiers.

There is no farming civilization in this world, and there is no such thing as relying on the weather for stability.

Fishing is not only a technical job, but also a hard-working job. These garbage fishmen in front of us can survive by bullying other weak people, so why do they have to work hard and risk their lives?

The most fundamental reason, in the final analysis, is...

"There is a lack of order here"

Although this is a frontline city, it is more because there are big bosses here to ensure that the front line is not lost.

Most of the professionals, human warriors, and murloc cannon fodder are just passers-by here. Only local refugees who have lost their homes will call this place their home.

The result is that there is no "official" management order, and naturally there are those messy things trying to "dominate".

This is actually quite common in the frontline cities of humanity. After all, the number of "human masters" is always limited, and most of their attention is on their opponents. The local majority of murlocs and water creatures naturally have their own lives. Human masters Even if we take care of them, there is basically no profit.

Ignore them, you don't have to take responsibility and let them fend for themselves, which might be a good thing.

But do we really care if you have this qualification? This is a city with a quasi-god in charge. Are you sure you want to establish your presence in front of her?

"There are about a dozen gangs that have a monopoly on some labor jobs. They don't do it themselves. After receiving the job requirements, they go to the refugees to do it, and then take 70 to 80% of the income."

"Some murlocs were able to make a living by doing small business, but they couldn't survive because of their torture. A came after collecting the protection fee and B came. They didn't give them any way to survive. In the end, they all died."

"They usually don't dare to cause trouble for human masters. Maybe they see that you are too ordinary."

Someone laughed out loud. In fact, Lu Ping'an wore that wooden mask to suppress his power, and squinted his eyes to seal the eyes of reality. He was indeed very "mortal". But the appearance of a "mortal" here was originally It was the biggest abnormality, but those fishmen obviously didn't think that much.

"Why do human masters care? With evil people like them around, it will be more convenient for them to get whatever they want. Just ask for it and someone will send it to you, whether it is servants, labor or something more extreme. Anyway, they are not bullying their own people. never mind."

"Hey, stop talking. This city has no master and no one will care about it."

Lu Ping'an was a little surprised by the chaotic situation in the local area. After all, he thought that order would at least be maintained in the current situation.

But it seemed that the big boss didn't care at all, and the fact that the city itself didn't have much profit to be mined eventually turned it into a base camp for some "refugee gangs".

No one has sovereignty over the income of this city, so no one can bear the responsibility of maintaining order.

"Come on, Maomao, I want the heads of all the gang bosses here."

"Meow, you know how to command a cat."

Although she said this, the fact that she quickly turned into a shadow and disappeared from the spot revealed the reality that she did not resist.

She was also born in a lower class of society, so she may also know what is most dangerous to the truly weak.

"Do I need to pay my respects to Mr. Xiuyi?"

"It's not necessary. It doesn't matter to her if you bloodbathed this city."

Now that Big Cat endorses it, Lu Ping An is naturally more confident.

"Then let's have a bloodbath."

"There are no benefits? Then create benefits. A stable and orderly city will make it easier for us to do business and make it easier for us to turn this city into a trading city."

So, the local snake met the dragon crossing the river. The next morning, the ground of some gray streets was covered with a thick layer of blood.