Just as Luo Zixi was about to make her move, she suddenly overheard her enemy, the little rascal, talking to a guy wearing a red armband.
Upon closer inspection, Luo Zixi realized that this little rascal was also wearing a red armband.
Now is the time when the storm is at its fiercest and all kinds of struggles are most intense, and these people wearing red armbands are becoming increasingly lawless.
However, it is precisely at times like these that it is clear the other side has resorted to their last desperate measures.
They won't be able to keep this up for long; this trend will pass quickly.
In two years, the college entrance examination will be reinstated.
That will be the time when Luo Zixi truly returns to the capital.
She can now use this time to build up her strength.
Seeing the two men's furtive manner, Luo Zixi knew they were plotting something bad.
This little rascal's house, which had been emptied by her before, is now filled with all sorts of belongings, including some valuable items.
It's obvious at a glance that this little rascal has been quite greedy lately...
Wearing red armbands while committing beastly acts—there are still quite a few people like this around us these days.
However, the wise have already retreated from the limelight; while the mad are now scheming to gain even more benefits.
But they don't realize that the more benefits they take now, the greater the retribution they will suffer later.
Someone will always come back to settle scores, and those who are exonerated will be made to suffer eternal damnation.
However, these people were ignorant and had become arrogant. Relying on the fact that they seemed to be in the right place at the right time, they began to plunder wildly.
Back then, this little rascal had all his belongings taken by Luo Zixi, and he felt incredibly aggrieved.
This frustration drove him to do even more inhumane things.
The public has long been dissatisfied.
He himself was well aware that if those people were able to find a way to survive and be exonerated, then he would be dead.
Therefore, he has been doing things very ruthlessly lately! He has put in a lot of effort in ransacking homes and arresting people, and he has used every ounce of his strength.
He's done plenty of things that have offended people, so one or two more won't make a difference.
He still wants to gain more benefits, so that if the winds change one day, he can use the wealth he has accumulated to hide away in a place where no one knows him.
He's already figured out his escape route; now all he needs to do is get his hands on more good stuff!
The capital city is a place of great importance, and it has many hidden treasures. They ransacked many homes and destroyed a great deal of property.
But those with true vision will still keep the valuable items for themselves.
This sly fellow and another red-armband officer were plotting how to secretly send the valuable items they had acquired out of the capital.
“Brother Bao, if we raid a few more families, we’ll have accumulated enough wealth. It’s time to stop.”
“Recently, I have a feeling that something is wrong. Although the higher-ups have told us to take more action and deal with these people, I always feel that those people will not die... They will come after us one day.”
Upon hearing this, Brother Bao took a deep drag of his Daqianmen cigarette and exhaled a long plume of smoke.
Brother Bao was very strong and looked honest and upright, but his eyes betrayed his appearance, making him seem quite sinister.
His eyes alone have terrified countless families, and some people have even given him a nickname: Bao Daozi (meaning "Bao the Knife").
Because he was extremely ruthless when confiscating property, even causing some deaths. But because he had powerful connections, he never encountered any problems.
But it made many people remember his bad reputation.
Not many people know his real name, but they all remember his nickname.
Those who are targeted by Bao Daozi basically have no way to survive.
Being raided was considered a good outcome; the destruction of families and the death of people were common occurrences. Some girls with even a little bit of beauty suffered even more tragic fates after he set his sights on them.
But ever since the storm started, Bao Daozi has been living a very comfortable life. He is a tool for those in power; the more ruthless he is, the happier they are, and the more they will protect him.
Especially in the capital city, where the most intense conflicts and storms occur, Bao Daozi has become a fearsome figure.
At this moment, upon hearing Xiao Huatou's words, Bao Daozi stubbed out his Daqianmen cigarette and coldly said:
"What's there to be afraid of? Since we're going to make a move, let's be ruthless and kill them all."
"If you're not ruthless to others, they'll be ruthless to you. You've worked for me for so long, don't you understand this principle yet?"
"Don't expect others to let you off the hook later. Once you start, don't be afraid. If you're afraid, then don't work with me. Of course, I only see friends and enemies. It's up to you to choose."
Seeing that the little rascal seemed to be considering quitting, how could Bao Daozi possibly agree?
You followed him to reap the rewards, sharing the glory days, and now that you feel things are about to go wrong, you want to run away? What a pipe dream!
Seeing Bao Daozi's fierce gaze, the little rascal unconsciously shrank back and quickly changed the subject:
"Brother Bao, whose house should we raid next?"
Bao Daozi couldn't help but smile, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes:
"Hehe, this time we've snatched a big one. I guarantee you'll all have a lucrative haul and make a killing!"
"I've already had someone keeping an eye on it, there's absolutely no problem."
When the little rascal heard what Bao Daozi said, his eyes lit up.
After all, Bao Daozi was a man who had seen a lot of things. He had raided many homes, and the only ones that could excite him so much now were those few.
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