Nomenclature of Night

   Chapter 561 Fast-paced life

   "Why did you let me go yesterday when you caught me stealing my phone?" Zhang Mengqian sat on the floor in Qingchen's room and asked.

  The room was full of reptiles, and he didn't care at all, instead he blocked the way of the insects with his hands with great interest.

   In the ninth district, there are nearly a thousand buildings such as pigeon buildings: the elevator is damaged, the water pipes are blocked, and the wires are aging.

   These buildings are not cleaned, there are piles of rubbish, and many bugs and mice naturally breed.

  Sometimes, some people die in the house, and it takes a long time to be found.

  It is ironic that they were found out that it may not be that there are people in the world who care about them, but that it is time for the society to collect protection fees again.

  Qingchen glanced at the little boy and asked, "If someone else caught you, what would you do?"

   "I will search my body to see if I have any money on me. If I have it, I will take it away. If I don't, I will be beaten," Zhang Mengqian said. "So, a person like you can't survive in the ninth district."

   "Then, what kind of person do you think I am?" Qingchen asked again. . .

  Zhang Mengqian thought for a while: "Weak, good-tempered, even if he is bullied, he dares not speak."

   Qingchen couldn't help laughing and laughing. If those soldiers of the God Generation heard Zhang Mengqian's comments in hell, they would probably be angry and curse their mothers.

   Up to now, no one in the entire Federation may use these words to evaluate the person "Qingchen".

  The most frequent keyword in everyone's evaluation of Qingchen is "fierce".

  Qingchen asked Zhang Mengqian: "When I asked about your background, you didn't tell the truth."

   Zhang Mengqian looked at Qingchen with his crude mechanical eyes: "Why do you say that."

"In the lower three districts, there are not many people who can complete primary school. Many people even spell the radical of their name wrong, but you can write a complete sentence, even the pinyin is useless," Qing Chen calmly said.

   Zhang Mengqian may not know who is in front of him, but this is an intelligence inspector who has solved the case and the whole city of No. 10 is crying, and will not ignore such details.

  Qingchen asked: "So, where are your parents and why are you here?"

Zhang Mengqian bowed his head: "I didn't lie to you. I originally lived in the sixth district, but I did move to the eighth district. At that time, my father gambled and owed loan sharks. He tricked my mother into going to a black clinic for anesthesia, and then secretly sold it. She took her organs. As a result, the black clinic promised to replace my mother with a bionic liver, but it was all lies. My mother died, and then my father sold her other organs. "

  Qingchen stared at the little boy: "What's your father's name?"

   "Zhang Jia," Zhang Mengqian said, "he is a famous gambler in the sixth district."

  Qingchen thought that there might be some kind of secret hidden in the little boy's life experience.

   However, there are no miracles in the slums of this world, only pain and memories are hidden.

   "Sorry," Qing Chen said.

The little boy said impatiently: "Why are you so good at talking, you say sorry when I say something, and if I get beaten up, you give me buns, and I say one dollar for answering a question, and you give me one. Hundred. Can you not do this, you are not me, and you will suddenly leave one day."

   In this bottom slum, a little kindness will be infinitely magnified.

   Zhang Mengqian is just a 13-year-old child. When the mechanical eye was transplanted, his tear ducts were removed, and he even lost the right to cry.

   When he met Qingchen, he didn't think it was very good. He just approached Qingchen subconsciously, and then he was afraid of getting too close.

   Qingchen said with a smile: "In fact, things are not that complicated. You can mess with me in the future. Of course, messing with me may not be so easy."

   Zhang Mengqian got angry for some reason. He stood up and walked out: "Fuck with you? What big things are you talking about, you can't even protect yourself."

   said, he ran to the stairs.

When   ke went downstairs, Zhang Mengqian clearly saw a group of people walking upstairs slowly. He knew the leader, and he was the person in charge of managing this pigeon cage from the Black Water Club.

   The other party is holding a knife, and the tattoo on his neck is hideous.

  The little boy thought of something, and ran back in a madness. He rushed to the door of Qingchen: "Run, run, I saw more than a dozen people from the Black Water Club, maybe they came to you."

Qingchen raised his head and asked, "There is only one safe passage in this building, and the elevator is broken. Where can I go? Maybe it wasn't me, after all, I didn't offend them. I heard people say that today is dark. The days when water associations collected protection fees.”

"There is no need for so many people to collect protection fees. Come here. All the tenants have honestly paid. There must be a problem with so many people this time. What if I really want to find you? You are a new tenant recently! Go first! It's better to hide in other people's rooms, you can't just be killed by them!" Zhang Mengqian said hurriedly.

   But it's too late to say this now, as soon as he turned around, he saw those people blocking the door.

The leader    draped his coat over his shoulders and held a cigarette in his mouth.

   His exposed body parts, except for his neck and head, have all been replaced with mechanical limbs.

The person in charge of the pigeon cage of the Black Water Club looked at Zhang Mengqian and Qingchen in the room, and said with a smile: "I have an impression of this little boy, he has been in the pigeon cage for a year, he seemed to be 12 years old when he came, and now he is 13 years old. Now? Although the clients are all over the age of 14, 13-year-olds should be able to get away with it. Needless to say, this big one is full of money.”

A young man on the side said: "Yes, do him! What the hell, last night, he made me squat in front of the black swan all night, and I almost froze to death! When I woke up this morning, this kid ran away long ago. It's maddening me!"

   After saying that, the people from the Blackwater Society walked into the room. The person in charge of the Blackwater Society looked at Qingchen and smiled and said, "You may not know what will happen today."

   Qingchen shook his head calmly: "It doesn't matter."

   "Isn't it important?" The person in charge of the Blackwater Society wondered.

   "The important thing is," Qing Chen pointed at Zhang Mengqian: "After he saw you, he came back to me."

   The young man of the Black Water Club was stunned for a moment: "Why are you talking nonsense?"

  …

  …

   "Can't you understand what I said?"

  Luo Wanya stood downstairs in the pigeon cage, looking at Zhang Qinghuan with a bit of tears and laughter: "I said that I will shovel this Lao Shizi Black Water Club later, is there any problem?"

   Zhang Qinghuan had a bit of a toothache: "There are so many of them, and we're just going to be a club, don't we need to find some legitimate reason?"

   The president of the art club has never dared to compete with other clubs. Now Luo Wanya and the others are here. They just said that the hostile force was the Black Water Club in the morning, and they will do it all at noon.

   This kind of fast-paced life, Zhang Qinghuan is still a little uncomfortable...

  Before the release, he should be taking a nap at the moment, and then wait until the evening to go to the fourth district to spend.

  It's all right now, Zhang Qinghuan said that he would take a nap, and Luo Wanya said, why do you need to sleep for a long time before you die, you must sleep for a long time after death.

   It would be impossible to fix it directly to Zhang Qinghuan.

   "Even if we don't find a valid reason, should we find some weapons? Everyone is bare-handed, is it really okay?" Zhang Qinghuan asked.

   "We can't use firearms. We must be low-key and cautious in our initial actions."

   Zhang Qinghuan said sadly and indignantly: "You are not very cautious!"

Luo Wanya glanced at Zhang Qinghuan, straightened his clothes, and said seriously: "Now you are the eldest brother of the club, and we are all your little brothers in name. Are you good at something? The ruthlessness that let us kill you before. Where have you been? Come on, be fierce!"

   "How... how is it so fierce?!" Zhang Qinghuan said, "Ow...Ow?"

   As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qinghuan turned his head and saw Luo Wanya's gloomy face. There was no complicated expression on his face, but his calm face was extremely fierce.

  's eyes changed, Zhang Qinghuan took a few steps back in fright.

"Too much nonsense is not oppressive. Only when a person does not speak and needs to guess what he is thinking is the most fierce," Luo Wanya sighed: "Forget it, we don't have that much time to do it. Delay, you can play your role well later."

  Parents will come here without legal status. If city management officials notice this kind of thing, they will definitely investigate a little.

  The Blackwater Club also has officials who accept members. They don't care who is paying the money in the club below, but as long as it is an internal matter and internal resolution is fine.

   Therefore, everything must be done in the name of the art society.

   said, Zhang Qinghuan was pushed into the pigeon cage.

   He was out of breath and climbed to the forty level, but Luo Wanya and the others seemed to be nothing. Zhang Qinghuan was very envious. He just injected the cheapest genetic medicine, which was just F grade.

   And among the people that Luo Wanya brought, the lowest were all D grades. Before, a younger brother said that there were two C grades. Later, Zhang Qinghuan discovered that Luo Wanya, the boss, had brought 4 C grades here...

   Thinking of this, Zhang Qinghuan finally calmed down a little bit, didn't he just set up the Black Water Club...

   After reaching the forties, Zhang Qinghuan saw the people of the Black Water Club at a glance, and he was stunned on the spot.

  Luo Wanya stabbed him with his elbow: "It's time for you to say the lines, I'll teach you that sentence, don't forget it for me."

   Zhang Qinghuan reacted and shouted with his throat: "Help me with them!"

As soon as the words fell, Luo Wanya rushed out with his family. The huge figure, like a train, slammed into the members of the Black Water Club, and knocked them several meters away. He vomited blood, and he might not survive.

   Zhang Mengqian in the house was hiding behind Qingchen in fear.

   There was a sudden noise outside.

   The members of the Blackwater Society turned their heads to look, but before they could react, the whole situation was completely crushed.

  To be honest, Qingchen and Luo Wanya have never put such a small society in their eyes.

   In the entire city of No. 22, except for the club called Dragon Pattern, the rest are turkeys.

  Luo Wanya felt that this was an opportunity for him to finally get a shot in front of the boss, but any ink trace was a waste of opportunity.

   Therefore, the members of the Blackwater Society... collapsed very quickly.

The    family members also showed exceptional bravery.

   The family members don't even know that the parents are in the house. They are simply inexhaustible strength every day, and they have nowhere to vent. At this time, it is natural to attack the underworld forces more ruthlessly.

  Luo Wanya stood in the messy corridor, staring at all the residents who were curious: "Whatever you see, go back."

   (end of this chapter)