"Other people's nicknames are 'Little Devil', 'Kingslayer', and 'Dragon Mother', which sound powerful and domineering. At worst, they are also called 'Little Finger'. I'm actually called 'One Ear'?"
Tony.
After a failed ambush, Parker lost an ear. He wandered into a black market town and got mixed up with the team of "Pluto the Thief".
After nightfall, the black market town became even more lively. People with unknown origins lit bonfires in gasoline barrels and ran around carrying wine bottles. Tony.
Parker was sitting under the eaves outside the bar, holding a found car rearview mirror in his hand and looking at his new look.
"I'm missing an ear." Tony.
Parker felt indescribable sadness in his heart. In the mirror, half of his face was wrapped in rags and hastily bandaged. The only means of disinfection was a mouthful of bad wine sprayed by the boss 'Pluto', who was knocked unconscious from the pain.
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When I woke up, it was already dark. Amid the shadowy bonfires, there were many more people in the black market town, and it was also much livelier.
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, a dirty iron plate was thrown at Tony.
In front of Parker, there was a piece of black bread and barbecue on the plate. He lowered his head and glanced, then looked up and saw an accomplice wearing an earring sitting down next to him.
"Why...don't you like it?" The earring companion also held the same dinner in his hand.
Tony.
Parker said in his heart: "Don't even think about eating this food yourself. I didn't feed dogs with such bad food in the past." But what can he say now? He could only reach out and grab it and stuff it into his mouth.
Take two bites, Tony.
Parker cried. The bread was as hard as a rock. After chewing it for a few times, it turned into sawdust. The barbecue was burnt and bitter. The beloved eldest son of the New York fraternity was actually reduced to working for a black market thief.
To the point of eating pig food.
Tears fell, Tony.
Parker hated himself to death. And who did he hate? He didn't hate himself, he hated Victor a little.
Hugo, on the contrary, felt that the culprit for his current situation was David.
Lawrence.
It's all because of David.
In order to put things to rest, Lawrence deprived Tony Parker of all his power and asked him to return to New York instead of regaining his face. This made Tony Parker feel that his pride was hurt and left alone.
In order to make himself feel better psychologically, Tony Parker blamed all the reasons for his suffering on others. He stuffed food into his mouth like a masochist, chewed, bit, and swallowed it into his stomach, as if he was eating his own food.
enemy.
"You seem to have a lot of things on your mind and you're unhappy. I think you can cry a lot, but tomorrow won't be easy anyway." The earring companion teased with a smile and handed over a glass of water because Tony Parker ate too fast.
Choking.
After drinking water, Tony Parker felt much better. He pointed at the people coming in and out of the small town bar and asked: "What do the people here do for a living?"
"Scavenging." The earring companion said, "Originally, all the useful things in the ruins of the city were picked up, but recently the Aurora Legion has new needs. For example, electronic components, the ones that can still be used are priced higher, and those that are not can be used.
Purchased by kilograms.
This is actually a garbage recycling town. Many people’s job is to recycle valuable metals from home appliances and cars. For example, copper, gold, nickel, lithium, etc. can be recycled from circuit boards. These things are needed by the army. Don’t underestimate this industry.
, the profits are huge.”
"Did Boss Pluto do this too?" Tony Parker asked.
"He? This town owns half of his shares, but he won't be so honest. His goal is..." Halfway through his words, Earring's companion suddenly saw more than a dozen pickup trucks or trucks driving towards the door of the bar.
Armed men with guns kept jumping out of the car, and several of them walked toward the bar with guns, menacingly. Tony Parker thought that a war was about to start, and hurriedly hid aside. But his companion with earrings stepped forward and shouted: "Don't do it."
The bodyguards won’t allow you to bring a gun in, it’s against the rules.”
A short fat man got out of the pickup truck and hugged a tall, scantily clad pretty girl. After this man appeared, the armed men with guns immediately moved out of the way, and he walked into the bar in a swaggering manner.
The next moment, several more motorcades came to the outside of the bar one after another. They were all armed men, but only the leader could enter the bar. Tony Parker stayed outside the bar, listening to what was going on inside.
There were loud shouts and curses.
"The price offered by the Aurora Legion is too low. We should join forces to raise the price."
"Short cripple, you are the one who lowers the price every time. If you hadn't disrupted the market, our profits wouldn't be so low."
"Stupid thief Pluto, if you can't control a few ruins of the city, of course you won't make any money. What does this have to do with me?"
"That's enough, you two idiots, stop arguing. We are here to discuss how to deal with the Aurora Legion. We should control the pricing and let them know that we have the final say on this territory."
"Pricing power? This is not the root of the problem. The Legion does not negotiate with us. They would rather deal with those greedy officials than purchase it directly from us."
"So we should let the Corps know that it will not be able to do business in Idaho unless it agrees to our conditions."
"You idiot Pluto, what's your idea in calling us here? Don't say anything if you want us to die."
Tony Parker listened outside the window of the bar for a long time and roughly understood that the people in the bar were all powerful people from all over Idaho.
The legion seems to have sent people directly into the ruins of the city to recover various useful materials, but these local snakes feel that this business must be left to them and want to create a monopoly to make more money.
"Listen, the Aurora Corps has built a large recycling factory in Boise. It is said that more than 20,000 people have been employed in it. If this factory operates normally, our business will drop drastically. We must persuade the Aurora Corps to close this factory.
factory."
Listening to the voice, it was 'Pluto the Thief' who said this. This guy was very imposing. He slapped the table while talking, "And the legion is hiring more and more people. Three points have escaped from my town recently."
One of the people. If we continue like this, we will be finished one day."
The former sentence relates to economics, and the latter sentence relates to status.
The people in the bar are all local tyrants and emperors. What they need is to rule enough people to work for themselves. But the emergence of the Aurora Legion is a disaster for them. Although the procurement of the Legion provides them with new financial resources,
But the Legion is also digging at their foundation.
If all the people are gone, there will be no need for local powerful people like 'Pluto' to hang around. These people will definitely not be captured so easily. The reality made all the powerful people very anxious, and someone asked: "Pluto, what are you doing?"
What can you do? Tell me quickly."
"Hahaha..." the ferocious laughter of 'Pluto the Thief' came from the bar, "I know some people in Boise who can help us. I just said that we have to persuade the Aurora Legion to close their factory.