Alexander stood there with a pale face and was at a loss. The nearby workers were all doing their own things and did not dare to say a word.
After all, this is a secret guard. It is directly subordinate to the Pope. It has the highest status in the Holy See except for the two bishops. A casual word can determine life or death. No matter how huge the capital is, no one dares to provoke the secret guard due to the power of the Holy See.
guard.
Alex has never seen a secret guard get so angry, especially someone who actually dared to deceive a secret guard...
Because the person who deceived the secret guard last time has now turned into ashes and become food for plants. He thought with a shudder.
"Mr. Elsie, since you're already here, come out. Don't be like a mouse, hiding in the dark and making people disgusted."
"The secret guards inspected, but they were far away."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a person walking out from the corner of the stairwell directly opposite. He was wearing a luxurious blue suit and a pair of black leather shoes. Under the reflection of the light, he looked shiny and made his temperament even darker.
There is a big difference in appearance between Elsie Brasin and the old man just now. The first is the age difference.
The former has gray hair and looks to be only in his mid-forties. His face is sharp and angular, and he clearly has a ruthless face shape, especially his palms with sharp joints like eagle talons, which are holding a sandalwood cane.
The top of it has a touch of the Godfather.
Being able to climb to this position, and still have the confidence to deceive the secret guards... there is something.
"Mr. Elsie," the simple voice was as calm as the lake before a storm, "do you know the cost of deceiving the Holy See?"
"I'm sorry," Elsie said calmly, still looking like she was neither humble nor overbearing, "I just have important things to do, so..."
"so?"
"The reception is not good, please bear with me."
Jian Yi narrowed his eyes and asked with interest: "Do you think the Holy See doesn't dare to touch the people in the East District because your wings are stiff?"
"I don't dare," Elsie said calmly, "I just really have something important to do. If you have anything to do with me, just tell me. Why do you want to--"
"Why don't you put this fake thing on for me!" Jian Yi flew up and kicked Elsie to the ground, then stepped forward and lifted up his collar, "I really feel like my wings are so hard that even the secret guards don't care anymore, right?"
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"I, I didn't..." Elsie said weakly, "I am -"
Another punch hit Elsie hard on the face, breaking his nose without warning.
The surrounding workers only dared to immerse themselves in their work, and no one stepped forward to say anything. Unlike those desperadoes in Wisconsin, most of them had families, and no matter from any perspective, resistance was a choice they did not dare to choose.
"Do you fucking understand now? The Holy See is the boss here!" Jian Yi's movements were sharp and fierce. He grabbed Elsie's neck, "Tell me now, can I talk about what I'm going to say next or not?"
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"able……"
"Isn't this the end of it? Do you have to have a civet cat to replace the prince? It's disgusting? You capitalists, while making money, feel that your wings are stiff..." Jian Yi threw him to the ground and continued, "Don't talk to me
If the Holy See is against you, you can't control it."
"I understand, I understand..." Elsie's face was covered in blood, and the bridge of his nose had been briefly broken. He originally wanted to use this to kill the authority of the Holy See, but he ignored one point: force determines the right to negotiate.
Under the current form, several major factory owners themselves have formed a loose group of stakeholders, but in fact, there is a faint tendency to want to compete with the Holy See. However, the gap in strength is too obvious.
In a country where all people believe in religion, having control over religion means having control over everything.
He originally thought that at least for the sake of East District, the secret guard would not dare to take action against him, but...that was the fact.
Could it be that the Holy See...
"I came here this time to convey two words from His Majesty the Pope," Jian Jian clapped her hands and glanced at Alex, who was stunned with fear, "I assume you have no objection, right?"
Only then did Elsie dare to stand up and quickly replied: "No, I don't dare..."
"You will be good after the beating..." Jian Yi nodded jokingly, "First of all, I must have conveyed to you that His Majesty the Pope is very aware of all the current actions of the East District, and your actions are all under his control.
He hopes that you'd better keep to yourself, and then all of this can be wiped out. But if you insist on going your own way... God will send down His punishment."
Of course, the above contents are all simple and casual nonsense, but to Elsie's ears, these words were like a heavy thunder.
The Pope...actually really knows...
Sending secret guards at this time...Elsie found it hard not to believe that someone in the East District had already betrayed their plan.
Seeing that Elsie was stunned on the spot and didn't respond, Jian Jian continued: "The second thing is about the wages of factory workers."
"This..." Elsie was about to say something about the provisions of the Holy See Law, which stipulated that the Holy See was not allowed to interfere with the operation of private factories, but she instantly caught a glimpse of the simple sword on her waist and gave up this idea.
It is useless to reason with this moody secret guard. Provoking him will only speed up your own death.
"It seems that you have no objection?" Jian Yan continued with nonsense: "Since the recent economic construction achievements of Fanas are not significant, His Majesty the Pope hopes that workers need to work harder to work. Therefore, His Majesty the Pope issued an order
, in all factories in the Eastern District, the daily working hours of each worker will be increased by two hours. Violators will be punished at the stake."
"Two hours..." Elsie was a little surprised. This rule was beneficial to her anyway!
He quickly asked: "What about the salary..."
"Reduced by twenty percent!"
"Twenty percent???" Elsie immediately showed an expression of extreme shock. This... the working hours have been lengthened and the salary has been reduced. This makes even capitalists feel ashamed!
As soon as this statement came out, the originally quiet Manchester City Steel Plant exploded in an instant, and the noise of curses, complaints and roars immediately filled the factory.
There were overwhelming complaints.
"Quiet!" Elsie immediately showed his capitalist attitude that is good at seizing opportunities. "I have no choice. This is the order of the Pope!"
"The Pope? Why does he...the salary has been reduced to less than fifteen silver coins! There is no reason to reduce the salary during processing!"
"That's it, aren't our current working hours long enough?!"
"Quiet!" Jian Yi's voice suddenly rose in pitch, "Let me see who wants to be burned on the stake!"
Although there were still complaints, these voices soon became quieter - they still cared more about their own lives than their salary.
