Cohen, who had been listening carefully, couldn't bear it anymore. He took a step forward:

"So what about the beggars in abandoned houses? There are fewer of them?"

Mertesa looked at Cohen's standard military stance warily:

"Who are you?"

Cohen was anxious: "I——"

"New guy in the brotherhood," Thales pushed Cohen back without changing his expression:

"Retired from the army--then what?"

Mertesa looked at Cohen suspiciously.

"The Brotherhood has really grown up and become more promising," he hummed softly:

"In the past, all the soldiers who had served were only willing to join the Blood Bottle Gang."

"Mertesa." Leyock reminded in a deep voice.

Mertesa waved his hand unhappily.

"After that, for some reason, the city hall focused on this place."

As soon as this statement came out, Leyock, Thales, and Cohen were all stunned:

"town Hall?"

"Yeah, I don't know what bad luck happened," Mertesa said listlessly.

"Every once in a while, a large number of official teams, ranging from green leather, blue leather to steel leather, will come to the abandoned house to conduct surprise attacks. The name is to combat human trafficking and ban child labor gangs."

"At the most exaggerated level, the beggars in the abandoned houses had to be evacuated once a week to avoid inspection. It was a chaotic situation, and even businesses in other places were affected."

Cohen's eyes slowly changed, and he scratched his head:

"Oh, I remember, there were several big sweeps..."

But Thales pinched him and asked in a deep voice:

"Why?"

"I don't know," Mertesa shook his head:

"I have a friend who lives in Qingpiwo. He said that they don't want to come here and do this kind of laborious work with no money, water or income. Even the Qingpi leaders don't want to do it."

"But the order comes from someone higher up. They have no choice but to obey it even if they just show up."

Leyock was still puzzled, Cohen was puzzled, and Glover looked on indifferently.

Only Thales stood aside blankly, his mind confused.

The city hall is eyeing this place...

The order comes from someone higher up...

Thales clenched his fists subconsciously.

If you say so...

He gritted his teeth and resisted the gratitude welling up in his chest.

Thank you, Gilbert.

"So the abandoned house was being run around like this. It was difficult to make ends meet and the gains outweighed the losses. So Boss Morris decided to tear down the fence of the abandoned house, let the beggars out, break them into pieces and distribute them to the various small gangs below.

, a lump here, a circle there - it’s better than one day taking off your clothes for fun and being caught in one fell swoop.”

Mertesa's face darkened, and then he smiled mockingly:

"Once the beggar leaves, we losers... haha, won't we become even more useless?"

Leyock remained silent.

Cohen didn't care about the other person's mood. He took an anxious step forward:

"So, the beggars of the Brotherhood are no longer raised in abandoned houses?"

"And put it in the various gangs on the street?"

Mertesa looked up at Cohen, and his eyes circled around the hilt of the opponent's sword. He was slightly confused, but still answered:

"more than."

Mertesa tightened his empty right sleeve and sneered disdainfully:

"Brotherhood, there have been no beggars for a long time."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned.

"What do you mean?" Cohen's reaction was the biggest, his eyes widened:

"No more? Why?"

Mertesa sneered:

"Because I can't afford it."

Leyock looked away from the poor people around him:

"Why can't you afford it?"

Mertesa stared at him:

"Why, you have been following Maurice for so long and you don't know? He didn't tell you when he fucked your ass?"

Leyock breathed out, and unable to bear it anymore, he put his hand on the handle of the knife again.

But Thales was faster than him.

"Mertesa, do you know what this is?"

Thales smiled and extended a fist.

Mertesa took a sip on the ground:

"Ha, bastard, I hope your fist can be harder than the thing below you."

But Thales didn't feel dissatisfied and still raised his fist steadily.

"What is in my hand now is a silver coin."

"It is engraved with the head of a certain king and a line of words."

Mertesa frowned.

Thales pointed to the broken house behind him and said gently:

"In ten seconds, I will throw it into the yard where you and your mother live - and it will make a crisp metallic sound, letting everyone else in the area know."

Mertesa's expression changed.

"Believe me, I have seen that a small silver coin can change the fate of many people."

Thales pointed to the homeless people who were looking curiously in the distance, his smile not diminishing at all:

"Now, I ask again: Why can't gangs afford beggars?"

Mertesa stared at him angrily.

"I've been living in an abandoned house, so I don't know very well." Seeing Thales put away his fists and making a throw gesture, Mertesa changed his words angrily:

"But I heard from people on the street that in recent years..."

"There's a new guy in Qingpiwo."

Thales was stunned:

"Newcomer?"

"Yeah, people call him..."

Mertesa said indifferently:

"Stupid security officer."

At that second, everyone was stunned.

All eyes are looking at the same person.

Mertesa didn't care about their strange behavior and thought to himself:

"People on the street say that guy is not very smart, but he has a lot of energy."

"I heard that he goes out on the streets every two days to cause trouble, especially 'taking care' of the beggar gang. He is imprisoned at every turn. Even when he sees a child helping his parents to set up a stall, he has to rush up and interrogate him for a whole day - even the beggars

Annoy him."

Thales' breathing quickened and he slowly turned his head:

Cohen stood there in a daze, listening to Mertessa's words.

"There were a few gangs who wanted to kill him with a sap or something, but that green-skinned brat...he was so fucking capable. His nose was bruised, his face was swollen, his head was bleeding, and he couldn't walk safely, and he still looked like nothing happened.
To be continued...