Chapter 985 A Name

Same late night.

In the quiet room, the old man with white beard stared out the window at the night of Tamba, with a pitiful expression. When I saw the lights and the noisy construction sites all night long, I couldn't help but sigh silently.

I'm sorry for how difficult people's lives are.

Who knows how many people have shed blood, sweat and tears behind this bustling scene?

Such a cruel rule, squeezing the sweat of the people in exchange for prosperity, is really disgusting.

But when a crisp sound came from the door behind him, the compassionate look disappeared instantly, and he became impatient and rushed forward: "How is it? Is there any news from over there?"

"The money has arrived."

The knocker said: "We will support you when necessary, but please give us a helping hand."

"Okay, good!"

The old man looked down at the numbers on his phone, and his smile became relieved: "Very good, with such support, the end of this sinful city is coming!"

Although he is so old, his expression is solemn and determined, as if he is an unyielding fighter.

"We at the Rangers Freedom Alliance will never let this happen."

He promised: "Please tell them... Danbo will definitely be able to clear away the haze and usher in a bright future! Even if the night is deep, the light of freedom will eventually shine on this city!"

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A few days later, Tamba, old town.

The main body of Tamba in the past has now been replaced by newly built neighborhoods. The last thing left is this abandoned building that has not had time to be demolished.

Nowadays, this place has been abandoned by the times. There are few human traces. Only wild cats and dogs roam around. Looking at the distant construction site that roars all night long.

In a remote old house, under the bright lights, the old man stood on the podium and gave an impassioned speech to the angry audience.

"Friends, when you work hard and sweat all day long, the money you earn is just a living... but the real fruits are squandered by the bloodless and tearless upper class to support their extravagant life. !

Relying on its monopoly on pharmaceuticals, the Danbo Group is turning us into their slaves! Through the high-pressure rule of those Yakuzas, the Hidden Man forces us to work for them and forces us to spend our lives to satisfy his ever-satisfying greed!

Relying on our blood and sweat, he built gorgeous palaces, kept countless mistresses, and repeatedly extended his evil black hands to innocent children... My daughter, my daughter is..."

At this point, the old man was choked with tears and his eyes were filled with tears, while the audience in the audience was even more indignant and their eyes were full of anger.

"Everyone unite, join the Rangers Alliance, and overthrow the tyrannical rule of Huai Zhi!"

While shouting at the top of his lungs, the old man raised his hands and shouted to the audience: "Reject dictatorship! Reject oppression!"

Under the leadership of the old man, everyone shouted fanatically: "We want an eight-hour work system and normal vacations and benefits! We want to control our own homes!"

"Open up the formula and supply of potions and give me back my human rights!"

"We want freedom!!!"

"free!!"

Fanatic shouting continued throughout the night. The drug addicts and idlers who were attracted were immersed in the vision of a future full of freedom and hope.

On the ridge of the roof, a huge black bird like an eagle tilted its head, combed the messy feathers on its wings, and then took off again.

Only the faint chirping echoed in the air.

Idiot.

"Hey, have you noticed that there are more and more silly and realistic things lately?"

During the weekend dinner, Ueno chewed edamame and complained impatiently: "A bunch of trash come to the construction site every day to cause trouble, and the streets have become more and more chaotic recently."

As soon as he said it, he immediately caused complaints from almost everyone.

Only Takuma sipped his sake and looked on sideways.

Anyway, he has retired a long time ago, and no matter how troublesome things are, he can't get into his mentality.

Instead, he was a little worried about other things.

"Hey, isn't there some kid from the past who didn't understand the rules and acted like a fool?"

Zhajian reminded carefully: "Don't cause anything to happen. The boss has given repeated orders not to go back to the old business."

"Bah, fuck that shit again."

Ueno became more and more annoyed and almost crushed the beer glass, "You don't know about Tanba now? Everyone has a job and children, or they have a lover... There are so many jobs that I can't do, so anxious You can't make enough money, and you have to be rushed home every day to go home and sleep. Where do you have the time to run around and do all kinds of things?

They are all a bunch of foreign hybrids, guys from those borders, and a bunch of trash from the past who can't be helped... Most of them are guys who live on welfare every day, or simply work as foreigners to make ends meet.

After drinking, there were fights and troubles everywhere. There were some robbers and murders two days ago. The trouble was quite big. Hey, Yamashita, why don't you speak? Is everything calm there? "

Among the people here, the only one who has not tried to clear his name is probably Yamashita, who is still working under the cabin in the woods. He was the last to arrive today, and there was cement dust on the cuffs and trousers of his suit. He couldn't possibly be volunteering at a construction site.

That cold and gloomy look has not changed much until now.

When Ueno asked, he just said calmly: "There are not many people who dare to come to us to find trouble, but there are more and more dealers selling banned drugs... and there are also people who resell potions."

"It is said that someone seems to be causing trouble in the pharmaceutical factory?"

"Well, I heard that someone seemed to be trying to cause trouble, but before he even entered the door, his legs were broken and he was dragged out..."

"Hey, don't mention work, don't mention work."

Zhajian was upset when he heard this. He waved his hand to interrupt their conversation and picked up the wine glass: "Drink, drink, pity me, a retired bad old man, and I have to be swilled by you guys."

For a moment, that relaxed look that had nothing to do with him made everyone angry.

"Hey, who are you looking down on? Give me a bigger cup!"

"Is this the attitude of inviting someone to drink?"

"Boss, bring me two more!"

Unfortunately, the rare gathering did not last all night as usual. Halfway through the meal, Yamashita answered a phone call and left in a hurry.

Some of the remaining people suggested that we change places, meet again, and continue drinking.

Only Zhajian shook his head and excused himself from getting involved because of his age.

Just when I was leaving, I slowed down a step and quietly called my old friend.

"Hey, Ueno, have you had a lot of money lately?"

Ueno touched his forehead and was stunned for a long time, then quickly realized: "You don't want to borrow money again, do you?"

"I've been watched closely lately, lend me a little!" Zhajian begged helplessly: "I'll give it back to you at the next party. By the way, don't tell my wife!"

"Bitch, you said the same thing last time!"

Although he was helpless and reluctant, Ueno still took out his wallet. Before he could pay, Takuma grabbed the wallet and stuffed the bills inside into his pocket.

"You pay by credit card anyway, if you need change, I'll help you solve it!"

The old man waved goodbye cheerfully, but after taking two steps, he heard Ueno's helpless voice: "Hey, Takuma, don't go to those places."

"Okay, okay."

Zhajian waved his hand without looking back, not sure whether he heard it or not.

Ueno stood there, watching him go away. After a long time, he scratched his head helplessly and turned towards the parking lot.

But when he opened his car door, he suddenly heard a distant roar.

The ground suddenly shook.

Immediately afterwards, thick smoke, fire, and the sound of crying slowly rose, lighting up the night sky.

He was stunned for a moment, then ran towards where the fire came from. After passing through the alley, he saw the car basket on the street that was blackened by the fire, as well as the devastated shops on both sides.

"Hey! Hey! What's going on!"

He picked up a stunned passerby and yelled: "What the hell?!"

"...I, I don't know either." The frightened hybrid almost collapsed on the ground, pointing at the burning car: "You were walking well, and then the car suddenly exploded. I really I don’t know, I don’t know anything.”

The sound of crying woke up the stunned Ueno.

He looked back at the messy streets, rushed forward, recognized the faces one by one, and shouted the name of the house loudly. But no one responded.

Only the cries of children rang out from the thick smoke.

Just under the body of the gray-haired man...

When Huaishi received the news and came to the hospital, it was already an hour later.

In the corridor, the irritable men gathered together heard the approaching footsteps. When they turned around and saw that indifferent face, they involuntarily straightened their bodies, stood still and bowed.

The sounds of greetings are endless.

Huai Shi lowered his eyes and glanced at the cigarettes in their hands: "Puff out all the cigarettes for me. This is a hospital. Don't be embarrassed in the corridor!"

"Yes!" Ueno nodded frantically. Without waiting for the others to speak, he snatched all the cigarettes from their hands, crushed them, threw them out of the window, and turned to Huaishi with a silly smile.

"..."

Huai Shi shook his head and looked at his wife and daughter in the house.

The woman bowed respectfully and saluted: "Mr. Huaishi."

"No need to be polite anymore, Madam Zhajian." Huaishi shook his head, "Where are the others?"

The woman shook her head and looked at the ward behind her: "I just came out and haven't woken up yet."

"What do the doctors say?"

"We still need to observe, but with good luck, we can save a life." The woman turned back and glanced at her husband sleeping in the ward, her eyes a little red: "If the delivery time is a little later, I'm afraid..."

"It's okay."

Huai Shi sighed and took a look at the mess in the house. After confirming that he was still alive, his originally slightly gloomy expression gradually calmed down.

In the end, I could only sigh helplessly.

"I've said it many times. When you're old, you shouldn't hit small steel balls anymore..."

No one responded. The old man's playful smile and begging for mercy seemed to be very close to him.

Huai Shi opened her mouth to say something, but for a long time, nothing came out.

Turn around and leave.

When he stood at the door of the hospital, he saw an American homeless man squatting next to the fire hydrant.

"not us!"

Lawrence raised his hands, showing his innocence: "Liu Dongli is responsible for the current situation. Without his permission, no one dares to mess around."

"Who is that?" Huai Shi asked.

"Uh..." Lawrence looked helpless: "Well... we can't always take the blame whenever something happens, right?"

"if not?"

Huai Shi knocked on the cigarette case coldly and turned the lighter between her fingers: "Three people died, eight were injured, and a street was damaged because of this. A child lost his mother, and my subordinate Still lying in the hospital being rescued...

Then, you came to tell me that we didn’t do it!

Lawrence, if it’s not you, it must be someone else. If you don’t know, I can call and ask Liu Dongli. In short, I want a name. "

He raised his eyes, looked at the man in front of him, and told him seriously:

"A name."

Looking at those dark eyes, Lawrence even started to feel cold on the back of his neck. After being stunned for a moment, he sighed helplessly: "Give me some time, three hours."

"Half an hour."

Huai Shi said, "You can move faster, I'll wait for you."

Before he finished speaking, Lawrence disappeared from the spot.

Twenty minutes later, the tramp returned, a bloody man, and threw the person in front of him.

It seemed that he couldn't feel the pain caused by the broken limbs. The guy was still smiling dreamily, his eyes were blurred, and he was immersed in some dream.

"What's this?"

Huai Shi turned the man over on the ground with his feet and asked, knowingly, "Canaan's specialty?"

Lawrence sighed: "This is the guy who put the bomb in the car, a psychopath who went crazy on drugs... He didn't run far at all, he was still injecting himself on the spot.

My brain was damaged and I didn’t ask anything. "

"So?" Huai Shi glanced at his watch: "You still have nine minutes. You can wait a little longer. I have the patience."

Lawrence rolled his eyes and threw up his hands in surrender without any further delay.

"Spiritual Assemblage."