Star calendar year 1573, February 28, Monday.

After arriving at Black Front Alley, Wang Jun ushered in a new week.

The early morning sun shone into the bamboo house, and the rays of morning light reflected on his face. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyelids slowly raised.

The empty ceiling came into view, and he said leisurely: "When I wake up until dawn, I have no worries."

After saying this, Wang Jun shook his head, sat up straight, and looked at the bed.

After a few days, the latest kidnapping incident in Black Front Alley spread to every corner of the Lower Three Districts.

The lower three districts are the collective name for the seventh, eighth and ninth districts.

Residents of the other six districts in City No. 36 are generally unwilling to enter the southwest area to which the lower third district belongs.

This is the most brutal side of the entire city. The laws of the steel jungle are not hidden at all. The weak eat the strong and are laid out nakedly on the table.

If you have the ability, even if you are a newbie, you can become a talker in a certain club or organization within one day.

If you don't have the ability, even if you have been around for ten years, you can still only be a follower.

Dong! Dong Dong Dong...

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came one after another.

Looking along the sound, Wang Jun's eyebrows suddenly raised at the end.

On the ground, there are beautifully packaged gift boxes, plastic bags scattered with jewelry, Red Umbrella Company’s standard weapons, and exotic flowers and plants that can only be found in the wilderness.

"I've already said I won't accept gifts, so what bastard dares to come here."

Wang Jun cursed angrily.

Outside the small courtyard wall, the errand boys replied in a hurry:

"Brother Jun, just do it. My boss is Huashanliu. If I can't deliver this gift, I will have my legs broken by him if I go back."

"My boss is Wusi Penggli. I have something to ask Mr. Wang Jun for help."

"Our eldest sister said that we must form a good relationship with you today no matter what. If not, we will not give you food for three days."

The corners of Wang Jun's mouth twitched and his eyes drifted to the side.

In the corner of the small courtyard, there is a hill of various gifts piled up, which is three to four meters high, already exceeding the height of the courtyard wall.

Wang Jun covered his forehead, and a picture flashed in his mind——

The day he just received the gift, he was ready to refuse it, but Li Xuanchen gave him a suggestion, saying that he should pile it up first and take a look, maybe there would be an unexpected surprise.

However, as the piles piled up, the situation became more and more serious.

Originally, the gifts given were relatively normal, but some bad wilting species spread rumors: "Wang Jun likes money. As long as the gift is of sufficient weight, he will help plan the path of evolution."

Once this statement is made, is it okay? Gift giving must be compared.

From good cigarettes and good wine to jewelry, to guns and weapons...the more exaggerated, the better.

If Wang Jun hadn't lived in Heifeng Alley, they wouldn't have dared to make any mistakes, and they could have gotten even more exaggerated things.

For example: individual combat mechas, mobile transforming tanks and other cutting-edge armament technologies produced by Red Umbrella Company.

It’s really not like they were caught in the door and rushed to give gifts to Wang Jun.

Not even because of the name of Black Front Alley.

The real reason lies in the ransom paid by the Lin family and the cure of Lin Youwei's evolutionary evil.

Wang Jun's image in everyone's mind was established as a capable evolutionary planner.

The people in the lower third district are either bastards who accidentally awakened by accident and became extraordinary through years of street training; or they offended the chaebol or the Red Umbrella Company and were exiled.

For many years, they have been unable to contact the Evolutionary Planner, and their path to transcendence has been extremely bumpy but walking on thin ice.

Someone woke up, transformed into a skinless monster, and was shot dead while walking on the street.

Someone made a fortune and drank happily, but inexplicably triggered the evolution of the disaster, which exploded into beer foam in front of everyone.

Someone was looking for a young lady to have fun, and suddenly his body unexpectedly fused, eventually transforming into a half-man, half-woman who had self-intercourse.

There are many examples of these, and they all happened around the extraordinary people in the Lower Three Districts.

You can see it, you can hear it, and some people are even closely related to it.

They may be able to evolve normally and climb to higher extraordinary levels now, but there is no guarantee that one day the disaster of evolution will suddenly break out.

Or there is a hidden danger of evolutionary disaster, which is hidden from others, but is eager to be treated.

I don’t want to give up my life without any explanation one day, and I don’t want to die in such a miserable and undignified way.

Wang Jun could understand their thoughts, but he couldn't accept being roasted on the fire.

This was obviously someone deliberately trying to mess with him, just to see how he would handle it.

Dong dong dong dong...

The sound of gifts falling to the ground continued and became more intensive.

Wang Jun pressed his right hand on the window sill, turned over and walked out of the window, rushing to the courtyard door.

Bang!

The door was kicked open and he saw a group of people standing outside.

Some have bald heads with tattoos, some have sharp mouths and monkey cheeks, some are wearing revealing clothes...

Errand boys and errand girls!

As if they had agreed upon it, they all bowed: "Hello, Brother Jun!"

Wang Jun: "Don't do this. You already used it once yesterday. It's useless to say anything this time. Take all the gifts back."

Everyone shook their heads at the same time, their faces full of fear.

"No, Brother Jun, just do it..."

These errand runners are all dead pigs who are not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. They stay in place and talk in circles with no nutrition.

Wang Jun's sword-shaped eyebrows were raised horizontally, and his eyes were sharp and seemed to have an edge.

“It’s convenient for others and it’s convenient for you, do you understand?”

Everyone was so impressed by Wang Jun's momentum that they forgot to speak for a moment.

At this time, a soft and soft female voice came from the crowd: "Then, why doesn't Mr. Wang Jun take the lead in making things easier for others? They are just doing some errands and it's just a gift. What's the harm in accepting it?"

The crowds of people lined up on both sides. A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old was sitting on a mechanical wheelchair. The wheels of the wheelchair rolled on their own and brought her to Wang Jun.

The girl's thighs were covered with a heavy blanket, and she was wearing a goose yellow dress, a warm white shirt, a light blue knitted shawl, and a large sun hat.

Wang Jun suddenly felt that her hat looked a bit like a medieval witch's magic hat.

"My name is Su Xiaojiu." The girl got straight to the point and introduced herself.

While speaking, she put her hands together, forming a triangle at the base of her palms, with the tips of her left and right fingers touching, pointing towards the sky. It looked like some kind of handprint with unique meaning.

Wang Jun nodded and politely reported his name.

Su Xiaojiu said: "To be honest, I'm here to give you a gift, but unlike them, there are people behind them. I'm here just for myself."

The girl's eyes were hidden under the low-hanging brim of her hat, and her brown pupils hid something unspeakable.

The mechanical wheelchair turned to the side and she took the initiative to give up the space.

At this time, Wang Jun felt an extremely subtle extraordinary energy surrounding himself.

Looking sideways, he saw it was none other than Su Xiaojiu whom he was meeting for the first time.

Her left eye pupil contains deep blue light, which is like a line and depicts some kind of circular magic circle.

Is this the pupil technique among extraordinary powers!?

Wang Jun had just made a guess in his heart, and Su Xiaojiu's evolutionary tree immediately came to mind.

He didn't look carefully, just took a quick glance.

The information in the evolutionary tree shows that the function of pupil technique is to detect, not to attack.

Pointing his index finger three times under his left eye, Wang Jun smiled.

What a keen reaction... Su Xiaojiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled apologetically and withdrew the pupil technique for detection.

Wang Jun glanced around and asked, "Are any of you like her?"

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

No one answered Wang Jun’s question.

Wang Jun shook his head incomprehensibly, "I can accept the gifts, but they don't have to be so many."

He raised his index finger, spoke more slowly and spoke clearly: "You each have a club behind you. Each club is only allowed to leave one gift, and take back all the others."

Ah this!!!

The boys and girls running errands were startled for a moment, then looked embarrassed and rushed towards Wang Jun.
To be continued...