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Chapter 180 Twenty-four (1)(3/3)

Dorothy felt Thales staring at her and suddenly trembled. She suddenly covered her face and turned her head to avoid his sight.

"Hey, where are you looking?" Warniak said angrily, and Thales quickly lowered his head.

"It's okay, Dorothy, he is my friend," Hilley comforted Dorothy while looking at Thales reproachfully, "He is ignorant."

"friend?"

Warniak said angrily and was full of hostility towards Thales: "We have no friends!"

"Oh, don't be stupid, you little naughty kid," Lady Gadama put down the spoon that was taller than her and turned back, "Of course you have friends, they are all in the tunnel!"

"Woo!" Bobo, who was on the outside - a giant with a strange face, a rare appearance, and the intelligence of a child - nodded in agreement.

The entire tunnel.

Thales turned his head: In this abandoned sewer, every corner and cave is inhabited by some, well, "strange" people. It's dinner time, they are busy going back and forth, shadowy in the firelight.

"It's different! You, me, Twenty-Four, Dorothy, Bobo, and Uncle Hauser, we are all the same and belong here," Warniak pointed at Thales unhappily, "But he, he

Not one of us!"

One of our...

Thales frowned.

"Oh, of course he is one of us! Look if you don't believe it."

Hillai raised his head, turned around and hit Thales on the back of the head.

"Ouch!"

Thales screamed in pain: "What are you doing?"

But instead of stopping, Heeley hit him several times one after another.

"Ouch! Ah! Ouch!"

Thales couldn't bear it anymore. He moved three steps away, turned around and covered his head, staring at Shilay angrily.

"See?"

Hilley looked at Warniak and Dorothy and shrugged:

"This is Huaiya. He broke his head when he was a child and is mentally retarded."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. After a few seconds, Warniak turned his head angrily, while Dorothy giggled.

"I'm so happy for you, Xiaoliu!"

Madam Gadama waved her spoon and laughed:

"You finally have a boyfriend!"

"Woo!"

The residents of the strange tunnel next to the fire were booing back and forth, but Warniak was still unwilling to give in.

Facing their looks, Thales was extremely embarrassed.

"He is not my boyfriend." Heilai said listlessly.

"Really? But he looked so handsome when he saved you just now!" Madam Gadama blinked.

"Yes, that's what's written in storybooks!" Dorothy continued.

"What about him?"

Uncle Hauser appeared from another hole with a pile of goods in his arms. He came to a table that was obviously a workbench, stood on a step stool, and motioned to Slimani who was hiding in the corner with a forced smile.

"Well, he's a passenger, from above," Hilley sighed, "a refugee."

As soon as the words fell, Thales felt that everyone's eyes on Slimani immediately became wary, full of rejection and hostility.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the few blows he had received on the back of his head were made by Hilley as a guarantee for him.

"Well, Slimani is a defense attorney."

Hilley said:

"He has money."

Seeing so many strange looks, Srimani had to smile despite his fear and nervousness.

"Two coppers an hour, twenty coppers for the night, plus food," Warnia lowered her face, "Don't look, you are not the first person to come here to escape!"

Slimani was stunned for a moment until Bobo next to him snorted angrily:

"Woo!"

Only then did Slimani react and quickly said: "Okay, okay, I'll give it, I'll just give it, damn..."

But he stopped taking out money.

"Uh, I, I, all my money is..." Slimani awkwardly pointed to the top of his head.

Under the unkind looks of all the residents, Thales sighed, took out the money bag that Huai Ya—the real Huai Ya—gave him, pulled out a handful of coins, and handed it to Warniak.

Everyone's eyes softened, and Dorothy and Lady Gadama began to pass out bowls of food to everyone - even though it was just some ordinary oatmeal and stew.

"Thank you, thank you. This is a sewer? What exactly is this place? Also, who are you?"

Slimani is no longer as nervous as before, but maybe it is due to the situation or the environment is too dirty, but he is still very uncomfortable.

"This place is our home." Madam Gadama dragged the pot, put a spoonful of porridge into his broken bowl, then carefully raked the pot a few times, and carefully put the next spoonful into Xi Lai.

In the bowl, "If it doesn't work, just understand it as: our gang,"

"The Overlord Gang!" Warniak held up the bowl, extremely proud.

"The sewer gang!" Uncle Hauser, who was picking through old goods, said sarcastically.

"The brutal gang!" Warniak said unconvinced.

"Scary gang!" Madam Gadama laughed out loud.

"Super terrorist gang?" Warniak hesitated and made another suggestion.

"Woo!" Bobo on the other side responded.

"Underground Monster Gang!" Warniak wanted to struggle again.

"I love helping others!" Dorothy, whose hair covered her face, said softly.

"Okay," Warniak sighed and gave up the argument. He touched the tumor on his shoulder. "After more than ten years of arguing, we still can't even agree on a gang name."

"You are the only one making noise," Uncle Hauser struggled to open an old umbrella with holes in it and began to disassemble the ribs. "In the tunnel, everyone is busy with their lives, and no one cares about this at all."

"Of course we care!" Wonyaka argued, "How did the Blood Bottle Gang and the Brotherhood get their name? Yes, it starts with a majestic name!"

Thales was silent, watching their bickering back and forth, but felt something familiar.

It was as if he had returned to the sixth house of beggars.

Maybe everything is dangerous outside the house, but as long as you enter the house and hide in your own nest...

"So, the legend of the water ghoul in the Emerald City is you?" Thales said suddenly.

"On the contrary," Uncle Hauser shook his head, "we used the legend of the water ghoul to scare away irrelevant outsiders and stay away from danger - Twenty-Four's idea."

Thales came close to Xi Lai's ear and whispered: "Why do they call you Twenty-Four?"

Hilley's eyes lit up, he raised his left hand and flicked the six fingers back and forth.

"Oh." Thales suddenly realized.

But the next moment he realized: Healy had taken off his gloves at some point.

Miss Kevin Deere was just like this, with her twelve fingers showing, holding her broken bowl, sitting with a relaxed posture and an air of ease, sitting in the dirty and smelly abandoned sewer, gathered around the stove, and talked to Doro

Xi, Warniak, Bobo and the others were back and forth, making noises and joking.

There is no splendor, no fine clothes and fine food, no attention of thousands of people.

But she, Hille Kelvindir, or Twenty-Four, sat among them--the big man with the strange face and weak intelligence, the gnarled young man, the dwarf couple, the hairy girl, and maybe

More - in the middle, but smiling so happily.

So comfortable.

It seems that this is her home, her fortress, and her Kongming Palace.

At that moment, the mutilated faces and bodies of the people in front of me suddenly became much more pleasing to the eye.

Thales suddenly understood how Xi Lai was related to this place.

In comparison, does he, Thales Bright Star, have such a place?

Mindis Hall?

Star Lake Castle?
Chapter completed!
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