Chapter 127 Cage

"They went ashore, killed people, robbed salt and women, and then returned to their own rat's nest, pretending that nothing happened - the government didn't bother to care about them, and the tax revenue contributed by Xiacheng District was only a handful. Who would

What about people who don’t pay taxes?”

He did not deliberately lower his voice, but no one around him looked at him, but only noticed Chen Yan, which reminded Chen Yan of one thing - discrimination.

It must be because of discrimination against Asians that when sensitive topics like "pirates" are mentioned, Asians receive more attention.

Chen Yan was very angry because of this. He answered the words of the passengers next to him in a calm voice that was not deliberately lowered.

"Is the place you mentioned where the pirates landed is Leprosy Alley?"

The passengers around him immediately looked at him, and they even looked embarrassed because of this.

The things Chen Yan mentioned were like taking off their fig leaf, completely exposing the unspeakable things to the naked bustling city.

Some people began to whisper about his frankness, but no one immediately criticized him.

The passengers next to him seemed a little excited by his conversation and said:

"Yeah, Leprosy Lane, this damn, dirty neighborhood that should have disappeared long ago, pirates' favorite place, you know, they can't go ashore for too long...

Ever since they entered Smoky Lake, the curse of Smoky Lake has been integrated into their lives. They cannot stay on the shore for too long, otherwise they will suffer bad luck."

This was the second time Chen Yan heard this word.

doom.

"What do you mean by [bad luck]?"

Chen Yan's words made the surrounding passengers leave him in a panic. Some people even stood up and walked away quickly.

For a moment, there was a vacuum around him - except for the passenger who had always been sitting next to him.

"What bad luck..." The voice of the passenger next to him was full of reminiscence.

"It's death—their own death, the death of those around them, the death of the people in Leper Alley."

Chen Yan said: "Now that they have landed on the shore, they are already prepared to die."

The voice of the passenger next to me seemed to be filled with suppressed excitement: "Yes! You are right! Prepare to die!"

Chen Yan suddenly felt a little disappointed: "Are they prepared to die just to plunder daily necessities?"

The passengers next to me sighed: "Yes... but as criminals who plunder other people's lives, they are not worthy of pity."

Chen Yan defended himself: "I don't pity them, I just don't understand why they don't enter Yanan City in a gentler way, find a serious job, and support themselves with the wages of labor..."

Chen Yan couldn't continue talking until halfway through.

Those who can only earn a living through hard labor, even if they enter a factory, are just surviving in another painful way.

He thought of a possibility and said it involuntarily.

"Perhaps those pirates were not naturally murderous, but entered the Smoky Lake just because they wanted to escape from this prison."

His words, which he did not deliberately suppress, finally led to curses. Those well-dressed passengers uttered the "bad" tone unique to the Imperial Ruk people, and looked at Chen Yan with monster-like eyes.

Although they spoke fiercely, they still deliberately lowered their voices and used this as a distinction between their own "civilization" and Chen Yan's "barbarism".

They controlled their lowered voices just right, not too high and appearing rude, but enough for Chen Yan to hear.

"The city's looters have become a vulnerable group? How ridiculous."

"People in downtown died because of them, how can they be victims?"

"Some people speak for the rich, some speak for the workers, but no one has ever spoken for the pirates. It is really an incomprehensible outrage."

"Speaking of which, Asians are invaders of this land just like pirates...it's just that Asians use another method."

"Using [injustice] to cover up [crime] is the greatest absurdity!"

“If you think Yanam City is bad, build it;

If you feel that an official is not good, go to the election and implement your own political views;

If you feel that workers are not qualified, start by becoming a qualified worker yourself;

Instead of just blaming, cursing, complaining, and..."

Chen Yan looked at the shaking figures in the front half of the steam bus and felt throbbing pain coming from his pineal gland. The dusk sun shone on them, and Chen Yan suddenly saw a group of deformed monsters with ugly faces.

After another shock, they turned back into gentlemen in suits and leather shoes, and ladies in minks and high heels.

…

For a moment, the pain in the pineal gland stopped, and Chen Yan's consciousness gradually stabilized.

When Chen Yan came back to his senses, the first thought in Chen Yan's mind was that he didn't know why they were so excited.

He glanced at the passengers beside him.

The guy looked at the gradually darkening snow scene outside the window and made a low voice like a sneer.

Chen Yan realized that he finally lowered his voice.

"The situation is different this time. The pirates came ashore, but they did not kill people or loot materials."

"They shuttled through the towering corner buildings in the lower city, frantically looking for someone."

"Some people say that they actually came to look for the [Holy Son] based on the revelations from the sacrifices at Smokey Lake."

"They said that the child would change the situation for the pirates, that the child would give them the qualification to live on the shore forever without suffering bad luck."

Chen Yan asked in a low voice: "Where are they gathering?"

The man replied: "Of course it is Leprosy Alley. They dare not go deep into Yanan City because there is a military defense line on the edge of Leprosy Alley. Once they get close to the defense line, they will be hit by thermal weapons."

"Pirates are also mortals, and a peanut can crack their heads!"

Leprosy Alley…

Chen Yan glanced out the window and quickly stood up.

"I'm here...thank you for your answer."

The man sat there, his face in the shadow seemed to be smiling. After taking off his hat to express his greeting, he put on his hat and looked at the snowy scene outside the window as if no one else was around.

Steam bus No. 306 stopped at the bus stop on Walker Street.

Chen Yan got out of the car and heard low-pitched discussions behind him.

"That person is so strange..."

"Yeah, why are you talking to yourself all the time? It's so scary!"

"He must be a psychopath!"

Talking to yourself?

Chen Yan was blown away by the cold wind, and his whole body was alerted and he woke up completely.

He quickly turned around and looked at the steam bus, only to see that there was nothing next to where he was sitting just now. Was there any passenger wearing a hat?

He regained consciousness and felt his hands and feet were cold.

That voice just now... did it come from someone who didn't exist?!

He realized that in the unstable situation, he had unknowingly opened his spiritual vision, saw inhuman existences, and heard sounds that did not exist in the mortal world.

He froze in place, recalling the conversation he had just had. He was woken up by another gust of cold wind for a long time, and walked toward the apartment at No. 33 Walker Street with a slightly staggering pace.
Chapter completed!