Chapter 880: You don’t want to throw these idiots to me, do you?
Chapter 883 You don’t want to throw these idiots to me, do you?
Anthony pretended to wave his hand casually, and brushed his palm against the other person's arm. The holy light from when he wiped his butt just now still remained on his hand. It was a scented holy light.
When he reached the corner, he turned around and looked back, and saw a thin figure walking away quickly, and then Anthony slowly walked up to him.
After wandering around, Anthony came to a slum area on the edge of the city. The houses here are basically sheds, most of them have roofs and no walls. The ones with walls are thin wooden boards. They are not insulated or insulated, and they are extremely hot in summer.
, it’s freezing cold in winter.
The narrow roads were full of water. There were several children with big heads and thick necks squatting at the corners of the streets and alleys. Their eyes were blank and they were in a daze. They were typical of malnutrition. When they saw the cleanly dressed Anthony walking by, they raised their heads expectantly.
At first, he looked timidly.
Anthony pretended not to notice and hurried past. The children looked disappointed and lowered their heads in a daze.
"Even the child's nature has been wiped out. He is probably too hungry to play and is in trouble. Look back and see who is in charge here. If it is because of lack of ability, forget it. If it is intentional, send him to be burned at the stake.
Fight." Anthony muttered softly.
Following the vague smell of holy light, Anthony came to a house. It could barely be considered a house. At least in this slum, anything with walls and pillars could be considered a house.
As soon as I got closer, I heard a frustrated voice coming from the room: "Oh, it's so unlucky to be a poor guy. There are only two copper coins in such a big purse, so I have to use a purse to carry such a small amount of money."
, the pauper paints the golden egg with copper paint.”
Another energetic voice said: "Idiot, can't you even see the pauper? The kind of person who is timid, has wandering eyes, and can't stand straight is most likely a pauper. The kind of person who walks unhurriedly and has an expression on his face.
If you are calm and have a straight back, you are most likely a wealthy person."
The frustrated voice said: "What I paid for this time is a guy who walks slowly and slowly. Who knows he is so poor."
"Then what should we do? Can we still find him? He only has two copper coins on him. If you take out the money, will he not be able to eat?" He said in a somewhat depressed voice, but the content of the words was quite different.
It doesn’t match the sound at all, but you’re afraid that others won’t be able to eat and want to give it back?
Anthony was a little dumbfounded.
A frustrated voice said: "Where can I find it? I met it on the road and I don't know where it went."
"You can find it, I'm here." Anthony responded loudly, then opened the curtain and walked in, but what he saw inside made him slightly stunned.
Among the two panicked guys, one of them was a thief who took out his wallet, a woman, and the other was a strong tauren, also a woman. What stunned Anthony was that he knew both of these guys.
Anthony knew them, but they didn't know Anthony. They looked left and right in a panic, as if they wanted to run away.
Unfortunately, the tauren's hoof was randomly clamped between two wooden boards, leaning there weakly, as if it was broken, and he couldn't run away even if he wanted to.
The female thief found that she couldn't run away, so she could only argue with a smile: "Poor... no, no, no, my friend, I didn't mean to do it. I just accidentally hooked your wallet when we passed each other. I didn't do it until I got home."
I found it and was just about to go find you and return the money bag to you."
After hearing this nonsense, Anthony suddenly realized: "It turns out that I hooked it accidentally. I thought it was stolen. Is it really hooked?"
"Yes, yes, I hooked it by accident. It was not intentional. I'll give it back to you." The female thief quickly put the money bag into Anthony's hand.
Anthony smiled and said: "Thank you for getting it back. This money is used to buy medicine. Do you know where I can buy medicine that can harden limbs in a short time?"
The female thief frowned: "Petrify limbs? Why does this potion feel so familiar to me? What is it used for? It feels a bit unseemly. I don't know where to buy it."
"Oh, that's a pity. What do you call them?" Anthony said with a smile.
"My name is Sava, her name is Vanya, what about you?" the female thief asked.
"Call me Anthony."
The female thief and the tauren couldn't help but frown and whispered to each other: "Why does this name sound so familiar? Have we heard it before?"
"No, I don't feel like a good person. Be careful."
While they were whispering, Anthony also looked at the surrounding environment. It was a small shack with a shelf in the corner, which could be a bed. Apart from that, there was only one chair, with Vanya sitting on it, and then
Gone.
"The conditions here are a bit difficult. Vanya, what's wrong with your legs?" Anthony asked.
Vanya didn't talk about the legs, but immediately covered her pockets and said: "I have no money."
Anthony didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still followed her words and asked: "Then what do you have?"
Warnia thought for a while, pinched her belly and said: "Butter..." But as soon as she finished speaking, she let go in embarrassment, because she found that there was no oil on her belly, and only a layer of skin remained.
Sawa asked warily: "What do you want to do? Let's talk about it first, we have no money, and I really didn't steal your money on purpose. You are not a bounty hunter, are you?"
After Vanya heard about the bounty hunter, she cautiously picked up a wooden stake as thick as an ordinary person's waist under the chair.
Anthony smiled and said: "I am a therapist. When I see an injured person, I instinctively want to treat him. Unfortunately, you don't have the money. I have rich experience. I can see at a glance that if this kind of injury is not treated, he will be permanently disabled.
Bar."
"Ah? Will he be disabled?" Sava and Vanya panicked when they heard that they would be disabled.
"Yes, your bones are not connected properly, they are crooked, and they will be crooked even when they grow up. Warnia is so heavy, and it will be easily broken again when it is pressed on the crooked foot, and then she will be disabled, leaving only one foot.
One foot cannot bear your weight and will be easily crushed. In the end, you have to crawl on the ground. The ground here is so dirty. It’s not good to crawl on the ground." Anthony analyzed seriously, but what he said was scary.
Both guys turned pale: "Then... what should I do? Can you treat it? How much does it cost? I'll go right away... pick it up, pick it up."
"Then when will it be picked up?" Anthony looked embarrassed, and after thinking for a while he reluctantly said: "Let's do this, you accept my employment for three months, and the treatment expenses will be paid."
Sawa hesitantly covered her chest and asked, "Do you need me to sleep with you?" Warnia also quickly covered her chest.
Anthony's cheeks twitched rarely, and he forced a smile: "No need."
Sawa stepped aside in disappointment and whispered: "It's not impossible. You don't have to sleep with us. Why did you hire us?"
Anthony prayed in his heart: Sir, help me, you don't want to throw these fools to me, do you?