When Wang Quan rushed to the slum, he saw Ichiro Kenchi smoking silently against the wall.

He raised his eyebrows and walked over and asked, "What happened? Did the girl's family have a conflict with the factory?"

"No." When he mentioned this, Ichiro Kenchi's expression became even more gloomy, "He died in the factory before they went there, and the body had been disposed of.

"Then they went to reason, and Abby's father... was also beaten to death."

"Who beat them? The factory owner?" Wang Quan put his hands in his pockets, "Why don't you kill them?"

"no."

Kenchi Ichiro turned his head, his face expressionless, "It's a knighthood. I just don't know if it's the French Royal Knights or the Knights of the Sun of the Death Cult."

Wang Quan also fell silent.

After a long silence, Kenchi Ichiro suddenly said: "Brother Quan, this country, no, this world is really hopeless. I used to only regard this kind of thing as information in history books..."

In the first year of Yongchun, there were twenty-six famines in Guanzhong and Shannan Prefecture, and people in the capital ate each other.

In the spring of the first year of Zhenyuan, there was a great famine. In Dongdu, Henan, and Hebei, rice was worth a thousand coins, and the dead rested on each other's pillows.

In the second year of Zhonghe, there was a great famine in the pass. In the fourth year, there was a great famine in the pass, and people ate each other.

In February of the second year of the reign of Emperor Guangqi, there was a great famine in Jing and Xiang. There was a price of three thousand coins for rice, and people ate each other.

In the first year of Jianyan, there was a great famine in Bianjing. A meter of rice cost three hundred cents, and a mouse cost hundreds of cents. People ate algae and leaves of locust trees, and they died, leaving no bones left. In the third year, there was a great famine in the counties of Shandong, and people ate each other.

At that time, the Jin people were trapped in the counties east of Jingdong, and the people gathered together to steal and carry mummies in cars for food.

These are just sentences from history books.

The same is true of the conditions in European and American factories recorded during the Industrial Revolution.

These are the "European 'jokes' of the Industrial Revolution" that Ichiro Kenike and Wang Quan had talked about before.

"Brother Quan, I really want to kill someone right now, really."

Kenchi Ichiro clenched the long blade in his hand, "I always feel aggrieved, and my heart is blocked."

Wang Quan smacked his lips and suddenly asked: "Jianchi Sang, are you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid." Kenchi Ichiro replied instantly, "But I'm even more afraid that when I close my eyes when I sleep in the future, I'll see Abby's desperate eyes."

"Then go preach."

Wang Quan patted him on the shoulder, "The more desperate the world, the more spiritual sustenance it needs. This is why the Death God Sect can develop and grow. Since you are not afraid of death, then go and preach.

"I will give you food, seeds, medicine, and gold, and you have a lot of it yourself. If you want to do it, then go ahead and do it.

"Anyway, our Feitian Noodle God Sect is not short of those few believers."

Wang Quan winked, "After all, I don't care about cooking."

He put on his belt and started his transformation, turning into the 1.9-meter-tall "Kamen Rider Kuroba" again.

"Brother Quan, why are you going?"

Seeing Wang Quan about to leave, Kenchi Ichiro couldn't help but ask.

"Kamen Rider is a dark hero born out of pain. The so-called hero is to protect people's smiles, especially children's."

Wang Quan turned around, but he looked unusually tall and handsome with his sharp and strange pointed mouth mask and windbreaker.

"To borrow the words of Master Qiao from faiz, 'Although I don't have dreams, I can protect the dreams of children.'"

After a pause, Wang Quan smiled and said: "I originally had no dreams, and I have no interest in protecting other people's dreams.

"But...since I have power, maybe I can be the person who gives others their dreams.

"This sentence is also for you, Jianchi... No, brother Dong Ping. If you want to completely abandon the past, then start over as Dong Ping. Jianchi Ichiro or something is just a dead man.

Just hellwalkers in 'hell'.

"Bye, see you tonight."

Turning his back to Kenchi Ichiro, he waved his hand, and Wang Quan soared into the sky.

He is going to go on a mission.

Soul coins can be obtained by killing "creatures using the power of gods".

Isn't it just right that the Knights of the Sun Sun are one of the four major knights of the Death God Sect?

Looking at Wang Quan who disappeared into a small dot in the sky, Kenchi Ichiro took a deep breath.

He has already made his decision.

Putting on his own "Black Feather" outfit, he jumped down.

............

"Mother."

With a mechanical call, Abby called her mother again.

But her mother, that thin woman, seemed to have been completely crushed by the pressure.

She was sitting on the pony at the moment, with a wooden board next to her. The wooden board was bulging and covered with tattered clothes.

It can be seen that there is a person covered under the clothes.

But this man's face has been covered, plus the smell of blood and his chest that no longer rises...

It's obvious that he is dead.

"Mom..." Abby gently shook her mother's arm, her voice already filled with tears.

After learning that her brother had died, she felt extremely sad, but with her parents around, she still had something to rely on.

But my father was also beaten to death...

anger......

But anger is useless!

The most important thing is to survive!

When her brother went to work in the factory, she tried her best to stop him!

Because several of the friends who lived together in the slums went to work in factories and never came back!

Don’t adults know?

No! They know!

But there is no way!

If we don't work in a factory, our whole family won't be able to survive...

The family next door sent Subi, who was only nine years old, to the factory just to have one less person to eat.

Originally, the father did not agree with the two children going to work, but the father contracted tuberculosis in the factory, and the mother alone could no longer support the family of four.

Originally, it was Abby who went to the factory. This was originally the case...

But the younger brother secretly ran away to the factory without telling the family, and then asked someone to bring the news back.

Abby herself had no choice but to steal things on the street, and then help sell the matches her mother made on the street at night to support her family.

She had her arm broken before, and because she had no money for treatment, her left arm now has no strength at all, as if it were disabled.

Until that night, she met that idiot-like aristocratic young man who spent a lot of money to buy her matches!

Their family has seen hope!

Dad has decided to bring his younger brother back, and then the family of four will go to the countryside to use the money to buy some farmland and live a good life!

But......

But why...

God of Death, is this also your test?

"Mother......"

Abby called her mother again.

But my mother's dusty face was extremely numb, her gray eyes were staring blankly ahead, and she was still muttering "my matches"...

"Mother......"

Abby called softly, and at the same time quietly looked around, alert in her heart.

She grew up in a slum, and she knew the situation here.

Although there are many good people, there are also... many bad people.

If others knew that her father was dead, she and her mother would definitely have a miserable future.

But she has to live!

"Go away!"

The distant noise made Abby panic.
To be continued...