Chapter 258: Inhuman (66) (1st update + 2nd update - +0.5 update) [VIP]
The scene in the illusion continues.
A few hooligans were chatting while serving the dishes. When the food was almost on the table, the child came in from outside, held by the Sixth Brother.
Sixth Brother was covered in dust from the fight, with an obvious bloodstain on the side of his face, obviously from the scratch he had just received.
The child struggled a few times in his arms and was put to the ground by the Sixth Brother.
Perhaps the movement of squatting affected some wound, and Sixth Brother hissed, with an expression of obvious pain on his face.
"Hey," several hooligans looked at each other, and a smile of watching a good show appeared on their faces, "Lao Liu, who beat you up?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at the mark. It's not left or right, not forward or backward, but right in the middle of the face. It shows that the face is not protected."
"Old Six, you're done for. Your face is disfigured."
"No one wants a man with a disfigured face~"
"Get lost!" Brother Six rolled his eyes at the hooligans, "Why don't you try to beat five or six people by yourself?"
"Hey, you're beating up the guys from the front street, not the five or six of us," several thugs mocked unceremoniously, "You haven't done that before, have you?"
"Look at how dirty he is. It's obvious that he has never fought before."
"Tsk tsk, he won't be pinned to the ground and beaten, will he?"
"Old Six, you can't do this. You need to practice, right, brother?"
"Brother, let's practice Lao Liu tonight!"
Several people started to argue with each other. The tall and thin man next to them nodded seriously while flicking the ash from his cigarette: "We need to practice. How come we can't even beat the five people in the front street?"
"Who said I haven't beaten someone before!" The Sixth Brother was startled and his tone suddenly became fierce, "Don't you know that you guys are beating me behind my back when you tell tales?"
"Brother, look, he's still acting!" one of the thugs shouted, "He's shirking training! He's definitely regressing!"
"Come on, let's have a fight and I'll show you if I'm losing!" Sixth Brother rolled up his sleeves, rolled his eyes and was about to grab the gangster.
The thug took a step back. The restaurant was not big, and the two men were about to run around the table.
"It's time to eat, what are you all arguing about?" Just then, the burly man with green dragon tattoos all over his arms walked over from the kitchen.
"Brother Guan," the Sixth Brother shrank his neck, "Old Seven and I were just joking, just joking."
"You are so old and still playing around, are you a child?" Brother Guan glanced at him, "You are not as stable as a child."
"Oh..." The two people stood there in disappointment, standing straight with their heads down like students being lectured, not daring to say a word.
"Alright, Lao Guan, it's alright. We're eating, who cares about your expression?" the tall and thin man flicked the ash off his cigarette and tried to smooth things over. "Lao Liu, go wash your hands. I'll bandage the wound on your face so it doesn't get disfigured."
Hearing his words, the two thugs looked at each other, Lao Liu rushed towards the backyard like flying, while the thugs in the restaurant sat down at the table consciously.
The table is a large folding wooden round table, and the stool next to it is a small folding bench that is taller than the child when folded.
The child stood next to the stool obediently. The tall and thin man put out the cigarette in his hand and carried him to the stool: "Sit well, don't fall down."
"Brother," the child tugged at his sleeve seriously after he put him on the stool, "Sixth Brother beat him. When I went over, several brothers in the front street were lying on the ground saying that Sixth Brother was merciless."
"Kid—" Sixth Brother's touching voice came from a distance, "Sixth Brother has never loved you since you were a child. You are really different from these bastards!"
"But when Sixth Brother was fighting, Sister Qingshan came," the child continued seriously, "Sixth Brother's eyes widened when he saw Sister Qingshan, and he ended up getting a cut on his face."
"Pfft——" Some gangster burst out laughing.
"You spit your rice into my bowl!"
“Cough…cough cough.”
There was a small commotion on the table.
"Don't say anything, kid!" Sixth Brother was furious.
"...Ahem." The tall and thin man couldn't help but curl his lips slightly. He coughed to cover up the smile on his lips and said seriously, "That's because Lao Liu is not good enough in learning. Let's practice tonight."
“Brother——” Sixth Brother wailed.
"It's no use calling you brother, it's no use calling you dad," the tall and thin man knocked on the edge of the bowl, "Hurry up, come over and eat after you've applied the medicine. It's getting dark. After dinner, go out and check if the door on the front street is closed."
As soon as these words were spoken, the noisy dining table suddenly became quiet.
Everyone turned around at the same time to look at the sky, then quickly picked up their bowls and started eating.
The triggerers nearby also looked over there following their gaze.
The sun had already set at the edge of the bungalows on Zi Street, and only a vague outline could be seen. The residential area, which was originally filled with various noises, now had fewer noises, and every household seemed to have quieted down.
"It seems..." Bai Jinshu touched his chin thoughtfully, "Even in Purple Street in the City of Violence, people still have to close their doors at night."
But here, people cannot seal their doors with several-centimeter-thick steel security doors like residents in the violent city do.
Closing the door at night means that the city guards will still enter here during this time period.
"Why don't we go meet up with Sister Tazi first?" Xiao Tang frowned. "We can't be sure who the owner of the illusion is right now. We don't have any useful clues. Why don't we go and ask them if they have obtained any new information by following the person who was beaten?"
Before the two groups separated, they agreed to gather again at the separated locations. It would be dark in a while, and no one knew what unknown events would happen in the violent city at night. Although most people in this environment could not see them now, it would be better to gather before the Internet arrived.
Yuan Shanming nodded: "Then let's go first."
The thugs in the room behind were still eating.
Walking out of the bungalow, the desolation of the street outside becomes more obvious.
Or it cannot be said to be bleak, it's just that the streets are now empty, every household has closed their doors and windows, and even the most dilapidated bungalows have door frames blocked with wooden boards, and behind the boards are probably some large pieces of furniture, so when looking from the outside in, there is not a single gap left.
Compared with the hustle and bustle not long ago, the aisle now is undoubtedly eerily empty.
However, the sound of people talking in the surrounding rooms could still be heard faintly. Most of them were eating at this time. A few sporadic chats and the sound of dishes colliding came from the rooms, barely dispelling the eerie atmosphere of the empty street.
Everyone walked back along the same path they had come from. Halfway through, they heard footsteps behind them.
Bai Jinshu and the others turned around sharply and saw that the thugs who appeared behind them were the ones from before.
However, compared to their laughter and playfulness not long ago, the expressions on the faces of the gangsters now were undoubtedly much more serious.
Each of them held a flashlight in their hands and shone it towards the doors of every household.
Occasionally he would knock on the doors of the bungalows that had wooden boards blocking the entrances, and whisper to them where the boards would let in light.
As they talk, the people inside the door will stop chatting or eating, stand up and reinforce their "doors". After checking again to make sure there is no light leakage, the gangsters will signal the people inside the door that it is ok, and everyone will return to their previous positions and continue what they did last night.
"The tall and thin man just mentioned that he wanted to check whether the door on the front street was closed properly," Xiao Tang thought thoughtfully, "Is this the check he was talking about?"
"So this is the front street?" The yellow-haired man looked around.
This area can hardly be called a "street".
The streets in the Zi Street residential area are very chaotic and not in a straight line. They kept hearing the man call it "Front Street" and they thought he was talking about a street. Who would have thought that Front Street referred to this chaotic residential area.
But that's normal.
The name "Purple Street" is a nickname for this area, so it is no surprise that "Front Street" is a nickname for this residential area.
Several thugs held flashlights and moved quickly. No one wasted too much time. After checking one house, they quickly went to the next. The whole process was quick and smooth. It was obviously not the first time they did this. In just a few minutes, they had checked half of the residential area.
"This is..." The yellow-haired man lowered his voice.
"These thugs are ensuring the safety of these residents at night." Bai Jinshu said.
"Sister Tazi said...some people in Purple Street who don't want to get involved in disputes will seek shelter from gangs. Is this the model they are talking about?" The yellow-haired man seemed to be thinking about something.
"I see!" Xiao Tang suddenly realized, "It's just like our place. No one is in charge of this area, so each gang can only divide the territory and then protect the residents in their own territory. This way, when there is a fight, they have more people and more power! And they can also enclose the land. At this time, the gang is actually fulfilling the responsibilities of a manager..."
"Xiao Tang..." Yuan Shanming said in confusion, "What kind of environment is it in your place? Who is the gangster between you and Huangmao..."
Isn’t Huangmao the only will-o’-the-wisp boy here?
Purple Street in the City of Violence is fine, but what kind of environment does Xiao Tang live in to be comparable to this place?
Xiao Tang took it for granted: "It's just a normal environment!"
Everyone:?
Is this normal?
Bai Jinshu's mouth twitched.
I don’t know what the “normal environment” is like in Xiao Tang’s place, but it’s obvious that she is right.
This area called "Front Street" is under the charge of these gangsters. At present, it seems that they will make sure that the doors and windows of every household are closed before dark at night to ensure the personal safety of the residents in the area they manage.
In addition to ensuring that the doors and windows are closed, the gang they are in seems to be in some dispute with the "neighboring" gang. The two sides may be fighting over something, and this thing that both sides are fighting over has caused the "neighboring" gang to persevere in wanting to enter their gang, and they are willing to send people in undercover or send spies to sneak into their area.
It can be seen from this that the conflicts over the division of territorial power between gangs in Purple Street are very sharp. Once outsiders are discovered, the gangs in the area will take direct action.
Just like when those thugs surrounded the spy and beat him up.
The gangsters quickly checked every door and then went back with flashlights. Bai Jinshu and his friends also returned to the place where they entered the illusion at the beginning and met Dita and the other two who had returned.
"I almost know what's going on," Dita said when she saw them, "This illusion should have nothing to do with the person who was beaten."
"The one who was beaten was a spy sent by the neighboring gang to spy on the situation," Guan Hongyan stretched her neck and said, "Sister Tazi said that the thug was from Purple Street and couldn't be the environment creator behind the Pink House, so he definitely had nothing to do with him."
"To find out what's going on?" Xiao Tang asked curiously, "What can you find out?"
What secrets could there be in Purple Street?
"This situation is quite complicated..." Dita scratched his face. "We listened for a long time but only got a general outline. Combining what I know, it seems that in places like Purple Street, the lack of order is one aspect, and the more important problem is that the benefits of patrolling here are definitely far less than other areas of the City of Violence, so the city guards don't come here often..."
In a place like Purple Street, even the city guards in the Night City of Violence rarely enter, or even if they do enter, they only patrol the periphery.
The residents of Purple Street have nowhere to go and can only gather in the old houses in the urban area. These houses that need to be demolished are not as sturdy as the residential areas in the City of Violence, and are relatively less likely to resist ghosts and undead at night.
In the days before gangs, a few homeless people living here would go missing every night.
In addition to the habit of forming gangs and facilitating fighting, another very important reason for the emergence of gangs is that people living in close proximity want to ensure their own safety.
After all, when it comes to dealing with ghosts, having more people is definitely an advantage.
"Due to various factors, the Purple Street is divided into various gangs of varying sizes based on their strength," Dita said as she thought, "The gangs are responsible for protecting the safety of residents within their sphere of influence, while the residents living within this sphere pay a certain amount of protection fees to the gang members. In general, the gangs actually take over the responsibility of security."
"The size of a gang depends on its strength. The stronger the gang, the larger the area it can protect," Guan Hongyan said. "Although residents who are not good at fighting or have average skills are more inclined to seek protection from powerful gangs, the limited number of gang members and limited energy determine that the area a gang can protect is limited, so to a certain extent, it also inhibits the unlimited development of gangs, which indirectly promotes the continuous emergence of large and small gangs in Zijie. I think you can understand this, right?"
This is certainly understandable.
Everyone nodded.
"So if you look at it this way, there are no conflicts between gangs?" Xiao Tang frowned in confusion. "After all, you also said that no matter how big a gang is, the scope it can manage is limited. Once it takes on a mess that it cannot manage, the result is that residents in the area under the jurisdiction of the big gang will frequently get into trouble. Isn't this equivalent to destroying its own reputation? So under such restrictions, any gang with a brain cannot expand indefinitely. So there should be no conflicts between gangs, right?"
Why does the conflict between these two gangs seem so serious?
"That's the problem..." Dita took a deep breath. "The gangsters we just saw seem to be the largest gang in Purple Street. They manage the largest residential area in the entire Purple Street, and they are still expanding outwards. They have not stopped recruiting members so far."
She shrugged. "Other gangs in Purple Street have rumors that they have something that can stop ghosts and undead from getting close. They rely on that thing to continuously protect the residents in the area and achieve uninterrupted territory expansion."
"So they think that this gang will eventually unify the entire Purple Street and squeeze their living space?" Bai Jinshu raised his eyebrows, "So they decided to steal the thing that prevents ghosts and undead from getting close to them?"
“Almost…” Dita scratched her head, “But I think this thing probably doesn’t exist.”
"Why?" Huang Mao asked, "Sister Tazi, didn't you say before that this gang is very abnormal and is expanding without restraint?"
"Yeah, that's what I said..." Dita looked helpless, "But if this gang really unified the entire Purple Street, I'm the leader of the City of Violence. Our leader wouldn't be unaware of such a big thing, right?"
After these words were spoken, everyone finally reacted.
Yes, this is an illusion. In the real world before they entered this illusion, Purple Street was still a chaotic and complicated area with many gangs. If this gang unified the entire Purple Street, then Purple Street would not be the same as before.
“Besides…” Dita shrugged, “It’s still doubtful whether this gang really exists.”
"What do you mean?" Yuan Shanming looked up.
"I just mean that I've never heard of this thing." Dita spread her hands. "Think about it, if there was such a big gang in the history of Purple Street, and it almost unified the entire Purple Street, and it had this magical item that was suspected to be able to stop the undead and ghosts from getting close, then this news would not have been circulated only in Purple Street, it should have spread a long time ago."
There is no impenetrable wall in the world, not to mention that this is a disorderly purple street where true and false information is flying all over the place.
A piece of news may be spoken by someone in the morning and may appear in the mouths of new team leaders in the evening.
All the team leaders who can lead teams in the Novice Village are well-informed. For the areas where they often lead teams, the team leaders do not need to know everything about them, but at least they need to be familiar with any slight changes there.
If something that could block the undead appeared in the City of Violence, and a gang almost unified the Purple Street of B City with this thing, then the news would have been everywhere a long time ago.
Even though Dita had only been leading the team here for a few months, the rumors passed down by this gang were enough for her to hear them ten thousand times while doing her homework.
But the situation now is that Dita has never remembered the existence of such a gang.
"So..." Bai Jinshu crossed his arms thoughtfully, "You mean this illusion is not the real past?"
"That's what I think..." Dita thought for a moment, "After all, it's an illusion, so there must be some artistic processing involved. Master Zhan's cooking competition didn't happen in real life. It was because of an accident that the competition didn't go on, so he felt very sorry and constructed a complete competition in the environment. Maybe it's the same here."
"Maybe this illusion is a big gang imagined by a Purple Street guy," Guan Hongyan said nearby, "He regrets that his gang didn't become a big gang, so he created this illusion."
Judging from Master Zhan’s illusion, this is possible.
Everyone in Yuan Shanming's team looked at each other.
"We followed that little thug, the member of the big gang you mentioned, to their residence," Yuan Shanming was the first to speak, "and found that their residence was unusually harmonious. The relationship between the gang members and the residents was very good, and there was basically no conflict."
"That's more likely a fantasy!" Dita decided. "Purple Street is a place where friendly relations are impossible to exist. If the neighbors here can have friendly relations and the gang members can be friendly and kind, then the leaders of the Violent City over the years would have to have established good relations with Purple Street!"
After all, we are going to lead the team here for a long time. From a certain perspective, everyone who has been leading the team in a certain place for a long time is no different from the indigenous people of this area.
If the people of Purple Street could get along with each other in a friendly manner and interact normally, these predecessors would not give up such a network resource.
You know, in a city, the grassroots is often the foundation for information transmission.
If there were no other concerns, it would be impossible for them not to establish friendships with the people of Purple Street.
With Dita's new information, the scope of the owner of this illusion was suddenly narrowed down a lot.
Since this big gang is a fantasy, the owner is most likely a member of this gang.
There weren't many members in the gang, and they were mostly just going through the motions in front of everyone.
"I think that Sixth Brother is quite suspicious," Xiao Tang crossed his arms and spoke sharply, "Doesn't he like that girl in the residential area? Maybe it's because the girl doesn't like him, so he fantasizes that they are in love with each other."
Xiao Tang waved his hands and said, "What about his brother-in-law assisting him, his sister looking at him differently, harmonious and friendly neighborhood relations, his gang being the largest gang on Purple Street... etc., etc., it's just a dog's fantasy."
"Xiao Tang..." Yuan Shanming twitched his lips, "Sometimes you shouldn't be so blunt..."
This is too cruel.
"What's so straight about it?" Xiao Tang curled his lips. "I haven't said anything straighter yet. The straighter thing is that even if there's no urine in the mirror, there's always a mirror. So take a piss and look at yourself."
"It's actually quite possible," Bai Jinshu nodded slightly. "Since the nightmare master is in that gang, why don't we go over and try one by one. If Sixth Brother is the master of the illusion, then as long as we talk about the girl in front of him, we should be able to enter the illusion."
"That makes sense!" Xiao Tang patted the dust off his hands and looked up at the sky which had already darkened. "Then let's go quickly, or it will be dark soon."
This was a night in a fantasy world, and they were not worried about encountering ghosts, but the problem was that every household had sealed their doors to prevent ghosts from entering. If they arrived too late, they might not even be able to get into the gang's door and would have to spend the night outside.
Sleeping on the concrete floor was not a pleasant feeling, especially on the cold concrete floor where ghosts might pass by at any time. Everyone looked at each other and quickened their pace.
I walked through the deserted corridor and fortunately the gate at the end was not closed yet.
Everyone hurried in and found that the yard was already full of people.
The thugs who had eaten at the dining table before, as well as many thugs that had never been seen before, gathered in the yard. In the middle of the yard were the tall and thin man and Sixth Brother.
The sixth brother was half lying on the ground, sweating profusely, panting like a bellows, waving his hands while panting: "Brother, I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it anymore. If you keep practicing, I'm going to die."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" The tall and thin man, holding a half-burned cigarette in his hand, kicked his waist and said in a very relaxed tone, "Get up and continue."
"No... I really can't!" The Sixth Brother turned over with great effort and finally fell completely, "Brother, don't just hit me... hit someone else..."
"Others?" The tall and thin man turned his head and looked around, exhaling a puff of smoke, "Who's coming?"
The hooligans retreated to a large open space: "No, no, no, brother, it's just right for you to practice Lao Liu!"
"Lao Liu is acting with you, brother! He's got a lot of strength!"
"Yeah, brother. Last time, Lao Liu and I fought for more than half an hour and he didn't seem tired!"
"This kid has great potential. Brother, you should practice more. Strength is like water in a sponge. If you squeeze it, it will appear!"
"You bastards..." Brother Six took a deep breath and cursed, "Are you still human?"
"Hey, don't you have the energy to curse? You're full of energy." The tall and thin man turned and looked at him, "Get up and continue."
“Brother…Brother, I’m going to die! I’m really going to die ahhhh!” Sixth brother wailed.
"Get up quickly..." The tall and thin man said halfway and suddenly looked towards the door.
"What are you doing?" A man's voice came from the door. "I can hear you yelling from a long distance away."
Hearing this voice, Yuan Shanming, who had been standing next to him, suddenly widened his eyes.
"Fuck, Dai Quan?!" He suddenly looked at the man at the door and shouted.
Of course the man didn't react. He walked into the courtyard, looked at the hooligans around him, and waved to the tall and thin man: "Excuse me, I'm bringing new people to stay at your place tonight. Please make some beds for us."
"Newcomer".
This man is actually the leader of the City of Violence!
He is also a leader who seems to have a good personal relationship with the gangs in Purple Street!
Now, the remaining triggerers also widened their eyes.
"Why are you coming to our place if you don't want to live somewhere else?" The tall and thin man glanced at him with disdain when he heard what he said, and nudged his eldest brother who had a tattoo of a green dragon on his arm with his elbow.
"There are no beds," the elder brother with green dragons on his arms said, "You guys can sleep on the floor in the yard tonight."
"Don't worry, I'm a new comer with thick skin and flesh, so I'll sleep in the yard if I want. You guys should at least save a bed for me," Dai Quan said with a mischievous look on his face, "You two can sleep in one bed and let me have one——"
“Get out, get out.” The eldest brother with arms full of green dragons waved his hand.
"Hey, it's getting dark now. If I leave, something bad will happen to these newcomers!" Dai Quan walked over and closed the door with a smile, then took out a flashlight and shone it a few times, giving a thumbs up, "It fits perfectly! Lao Guan, your door is still of such good quality after all this time!"
The elder brother of Manbi Qinglong twitched his mouth: "Dai Quan, do you have any shame..."
“Oh my god, whose face is this? You guys on Zi Street have started selling human organs?” Dai Quan shrank his neck, “I don’t dare to take this…”
"Stop being so funny," the tall and thin man smiled at him, and put the cigarette in his hand into the hands of the elder brother with green dragon arms, and walked towards Dai Quan, "What's going on? Why did you suddenly bring someone new here?"
"Then something must have happened!" Dai Quan shrugged and glanced at the thugs around him.
The tall and thin man knew what was going on and waved his hand, "Hurry up and make the beds. Clear a few rooms for Dai Quan's newcomers today. You can squeeze in and sleep together."
"Take Lao Liu away," he added, "and find someone to rub some safflower oil on him."
The thugs in the yard carried Sixth Brother on the ground and walked away.
The big brother with green dragons on his arms came up to Dai Quan, holding the tall and thin man's cigarette, and the triggerers next to him couldn't help but follow him over.
Dai Quan saw that the gangsters had all left, and waved to his newcomers, saying in a low voice: "I don't know what happened to my new team, but we encountered a strange story. It's a bit tricky, so we came to the City of Violence to try to avoid it."
"What weird talk?" asked the tall and thin man.
Dai Quan frowned, "We encountered a fog that seemed to follow us."
Xiao Tang took a loud breath.
The three of them looked at each other and said in unison: "Nameless Mist!"
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