As soon as he finished shouting these words, the blind old man began to regret it.
You shouldn't get angry, what if this kid also has a bad temper? With the current condition of his body, he is no match for him anyway.
Suddenly he heard the footsteps, paused, and came back again.
The man knelt down and looked down at himself.
"If you are a real beggar, I will definitely give it to you."
Nuo Xia's leisurely voice came, "But what if you weren't..."
"I'm eighty-five years old. As for lying to you?"
The old blind man lowered his voice a few times and muttered angrily, "A person is helpless and helpless. He can't even have enough food to eat. He still has to suffer this kind of anger. The world is really going downhill. The world is going downhill..."
Bang!
Before he could finish speaking, Nuo Xia suddenly grabbed his neck and picked him up.
"You...what are you going to do!" The blind old man looked frightened.
“I just glanced at it in a hurry and didn’t notice it, but now I discovered a lot of interesting things.”
Nuo Xia smiled and pinned him against the wall. He lowered his other hand and suddenly tore open the shabby coat and pulled out a large golden chain from the inside.
The old man's expression changed drastically.
Nuo Xia stared at him with a half-smile:
"A beggar doesn't even have enough to eat. Does he still have spare money to buy this?"
"This, this was left to me by my family. It has special commemorative significance for me. I am reluctant to sell it..."
"The people at the casino didn't search you and took it away?"
The old man was sweating profusely and couldn't hold back his words.
"There are traces of earrings on the ears, and they look like new ones... Huh? There is also a skull tattoo on the chest, which is also new. How can an eighty-five-year-old person be as trendy as a teenage street gangster?"
Nuo Xia clicked her tongue in surprise, "Your cloudy and white eyes, couldn't they be colored contacts? How did you achieve this wrinkled skin? Let me guess...it's actually some kind of high technology."
Human leather jacket?”
As he spoke, he pulled off the skin on his arm, and the old blind man screamed in pain.
"It hurts! It hurts, it hurts! How come you have such a rich imagination? What about colored contact lenses and human skin? It's all real! It's real!"
"I don't care if you are real or fake."
Nosha glanced at the entrance of the alley, where Fujitora was brushing off the dust on the beef pie and began to eat it one bite at a time.
He sighed in his heart, turned his head, and smiled at the blind old man, which made the latter's throat roll and he felt a chill down his spine:
"Uncle, I hate people who consume people's kindness the most..."
Boom!
…………
A few minutes later.
The blind old man with a bruised nose and swollen face collapsed beside the dirty sewer.
Nuo Xia clapped his hands nonchalantly and came out of the alley: "Let's go to Northeast Block 12."
"What is that place?"
Bellemere asked curiously.
"The address engraved on this guy's personal key is probably the headquarters of this begging gang."
Nuo Xia glanced at the old man lying on the ground behind him and snorted, "Obviously I didn't use any force at all, but this guy was so scared that he peed his pants and fainted as soon as he got punched. He is less courageous than a mouse."
"Originally, I wanted to examine my words more, but now I can only go and see for myself."
Were you really stunned?
The others looked at him speechlessly. No matter how hard you hold back your punch, it will still hurt more than a strong man among ordinary people punching with all his strength, right?
…
The group left.
About an hour later, the fireworks show ended, and the City of Spring Queen finally gradually returned to the silence of the night.
Nuo Xia and others also passed through the main city and came to a relatively remote area in the northeast.
The surrounding houses are low and not considered a slum area, but compared to the prosperous and charming main city, the streets here are indeed much more dilapidated and desolate.
"Here we are, Block 12, Room 782."
Nuo Xia looked deep into the alley, where there was a similarly low and old bungalow, "The address on the key is written here."
The windows of this bungalow were covered by black curtains, making it difficult to see what was going on inside. There was only a row of ventilation holes at the top of the wall, near the roof.
"There are many human smells inside, very mixed..."
Fujitora closed his eyes tightly, feeling the breath inside, and said softly: "At least, there are more than a hundred people."
"With more than a hundred people crammed into such a big place, it must be that this gang's den has not escaped."
Nuo Xia sensed the same thing with his sense of sight. He looked at the iron gate in front of him and was about to draw his sword and break through it when he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps coming from the alley entrance.
Several people looked at each other, jumped up at the same time in tacit agreement, and hid on the roof behind the walls on both sides.
The next moment.
A large number of people poured in from the alley at the same time. At a rough look, there were at least fifty or sixty people.
Among these people, there are either childish little boys and girls, or old men and women so old that half of their feet can be buried in the coffin.
Without exception, all the clothes were shabby and their faces were dirty.
These people were walking leisurely, laughing and chatting. Through the dim street lights, you could vaguely see many children with cigarettes hanging from the corners of their mouths, puffing away smoke, looking relaxed and at ease.
A purple-haired little girl who looked to be only five or six years old threw away the finished can of beer, flew up, and watched the empty can fly more than ten meters away, grinning proudly with her hands on her hips, haha
laughing out loud.
Such a strange scene made everyone on the rooftops on both sides look at each other with strange expressions.
Nuo Xia's eyes flashed, thoughtfully.
Thinking back to the little Messi before and the blind old man who was beaten up by him, he seemed to have guessed something.
Soon, the group of people came to the iron gate.
The leader of the old man took out the key and opened the door, and the others followed and filed in.
In less than a minute, the once crowded alley became empty again.
Nuo Xia winked at a few people, moved quietly on the roof, came to a position near the ventilation hole, and looked into the bungalow through the small hole.
The room was brightly lit, and there was a staircase extending downward in the corner. It was obviously a basement, and there was no furniture visible above ground. It could be described as a house with bare walls.
On the ground, hundreds of people were sitting or lying lazily, listening to the instructions of a handsome blue-haired young man standing on the middle step, holding a clipboard in his hand.
And these people are without exception, either old people or children.
"Why are you coming back just now? Come on, don't wait any longer. You are the last batch."
Seeing the iron door being pushed open, the blue-haired young man put down the clipboard and scolded him angrily.
After the latecomers found an open space to sit down, laughing and joking, he glanced around, frowned, and muttered with some dissatisfaction:
"It's that guy Derek who hasn't come back yet. This guy has been greedy several times. When he comes back, I will definitely give him a scolding... Forget it, ignore him now, let's continue our meeting."
Derek?
Everyone on the roof looked at each other and estimated that this must be the name of the blind old man.
"First of all, when you were working today, there were no problems with your acting skills, and you were not suspected or followed, right?" The blue-haired young man looked around at everyone.
"No, Captain Severn!"
There were a lot of responses from below, some old or young.
"Very good, another smooth day."
The blue-haired young man nodded with satisfaction. While writing something on the record board, he asked, "What about the harvest? Is it much higher than before?"
"Captain, I made eight thousand beli today, three times what I earned last week!"
"Captain Severn, I have ten thousand beli!"
"Hey, I'm fifteen thousand!"
This time, everyone's response was not so neat, but their voices were louder and more excited.
"very good!"
The blue-haired young man was very excited when he heard this, and his writing speeded up:
"It seems that the fireworks display in the past few days has attracted a large number of tourists. In the future, as the Queen City of Spring becomes more and more famous, our income will continue to increase steadily!"
"Okay, next, it's exchange time."
Holding the record book temporarily in his arm, the blue-haired young man clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Old rules, line up, put all today's harvest in the box next to me, and then receive 70% of the Queen's Coins."
"Yes, Captain Severn!"
"What is the Queen's Coin?" Bellemeier lowered his voice and curiously asked Peach Rabbit next to him.
"The currency of the City of Spring Queen is only metal coins and is not affected by bank policies, so it is more useful in the city than the World Government's Bailey, but at the same time it can only be used on this island."
Taotu watched those people quickly line up and said in deep thought:
"This guy insists on converting Baileys into Queen's Coins. It is probably to get exactly 30% of the kickback. Secondly, it is also to limit their scope of activities, so as not to think about leaving when they have too much money... huh?
"
Her voice suddenly stopped, and her expression was a little surprised. Bellemer turned her head without knowing why, and after seeing clearly what happened in the room, her eyes widened in shock.
At this moment, the old people and children queuing up happily took the Queen's Coin from the blue-haired young man, and before they had even taken a few steps, their figures began to change drastically.
Originally a child, it began to grow rapidly, strong muscles grew, and the face gradually became mature;
As for those old men and women, the wrinkles on their skin have been smoothed and faded, their fallen teeth have grown back, and even their originally cloudy eyes have regained their clarity...
In just a few seconds.
Those who had come into contact with the palm of the blue-haired young man had all turned into young men and women in their twenties and thirties, full of energy and vitality. How could they still look weak and pitiful like before?
It was a magical scene that left everyone on the rooftop stunned.
"As expected..."
Nuo Xia was not surprised by this, and murmured to himself, "Can you change the age of others at will, the fruit of the gluttonous girl Bonnie..."
"So, these guys actually use this leader named Severn to turn into an old man, old woman, or a child to gain sympathy and beg everywhere in the city."
Siya next to her frowned slightly, "It's just a complete den of scammers... There are more than 200 people, all young and middle-aged, and they are so professional. They don't know that the real beggars in the city are being squeezed by them like this."
, is there any way to survive?"
"It's hard."
Fujitora shook his head, remained silent for a moment, and sighed softly: "It's a blessing not to be able to see things. There are too many such dirty and despicable people in the world that people can't bear to look at."
at the same time.
In the room below, everyone has almost finished exchanging the Queen's Coins, and the blue-haired young man has used his fruit power to restore his original appearance.
They gathered together in small groups, laughing, weighing the silver coins in their hands, and chattering about where to go and have fun all night.
"Okay, be quiet, everyone!"
On the steps, the blue-haired young man stretched out his hand and pressed down. There was a sudden silence. It was obvious that in the hearts of these professional beggars, this "Captain Severn" had a very high prestige.
"As you can see from the statistics just mentioned, since our costumes, scripts, acting training, etc. have become more professional, your income has been steadily increasing."
The blue-haired young man named Severn looked around at everyone and said seriously, "Now on average, everyone can earn at least more than 6,000 beli every day, which is 200,000 per month, and more than 3 million per year!"
"And there are more than two hundred of us, together, we can get more than 600 million beli in revenue from tourists coming to the Queen City of Spring in a year!"
He opened his arms and laughed triumphantly: "This is enough to prove how correct my decision was!"
"The captain is wise!"
"Long live the captain!"
Listening to the praise and cheers below, Severn coughed, cleared his throat, and said loudly:
"So, everyone, before you leave here and start enjoying your day, let's shout together again as usual. What is our slogan?"
"If you work two hours a day, whoever wants to work overtime is an idiot!"
"Where is our program?"
"Pretend to be a beggar on the street at night, and be a bartender during the day!"
"Who are these idiots who wander around the sea every day, burning, killing, and looting, and end up not seeing much money all year round?"
"Pirate!"
"Who are these fools who break a lot of rules and work hard to obey orders but don't get much money?!"
"navy!"
"Who is the most free person in the world, with no worries or hardships?"
"It's us!!!"
There were cheers, whistles, and applause.
"very good."
The blue-haired young man showed his white and neat teeth and chuckled: "I understand the applause. Please continue to work hard together in the days to come. Our future is bright. Now let's adjourn!"
…
Everyone in the room dispersed and went into the basement one after another to take a shower and change clothes.
When they came out, everyone suddenly turned into wealthy and respectable citizens. They were arm-in-arm, exchanging cigars with each other, and laughingly preparing to go out to enjoy their after-get off work nightlife.
And on the dark and silent rooftop.
Everyone was messy in the wind, and their expressions were still a bit dumbfounded.
The people of Nuoxia are also numb. Who would have thought that the devil fruit that killed everyone in the hands of the gluttonous girl Bonnie and caused the navy a headache could actually shine in this field.
Moreover, I must have finally seen the scene of successfully learning MLM again after decades, right?
In a sense, this Captain Severn is really a damn talent, but it’s a pity that he lacks a white turtleneck sweater and has no internal flavor...
Squeak.
The sound of the iron door opening brought Noxia back to reality from her thoughts.
He looked at the young men and women filing out, holding his chin, feeling that it would be boring to just show up and knock them all down...
Hey, wait!
He suddenly fisted his left fist, as if he remembered something, and his eyes lit up.
With a thought, he called up the system panel that was still undergoing maintenance and upgrades, and looked at the only available backpack area.
A prop that had been bought as early as Xihai, in Nuo Xia's eyes at this moment, seemed to be plated with a layer of gold, exuding a different kind of brilliance:
【Chongpachi Bowl】
[Type: permanent props]
[Description: A broken bowl with rough workmanship and a gap on the upper edge. It looks ordinary]
[Squatting on the roadside begging with this bowl, all humanoid creatures passing by will feel pity and involuntarily throw out all the coins in their pockets]
[Remarks: Only various forms of metal coins, checks and banknotes are not affected in any way]
["Actually, I usually call it a cornucopia!"]
…
Doraemon, it’s you who decides!
Nuo Xia quietly took out the broken bowl from the extra-dimensional pocket, turned his head, glanced at Fujitora, and asked in a low voice:
"Brother Yixiao, in my hometown in the East China Sea, there is a saying that says to treat others with their own treatment. Do you want these guys to experience the feeling of having their money emptied by beggars?"
What?
Classmate Fat Hu, leaning on a wooden stick, looked up at him blankly.