Places with large population movements will always have various security problems, and the hardships of the end of the world make the surviving humans take risks. It is a kind of adventure for Koma to drive a small steamer to do business in various parts of the Caribbean, and some people choose to
A more direct way to gain wealth.
Old clothes and the like are very conspicuous, and a dozen large barrels of kerosene represent a large amount of money. So when Koma shipped a large amount of goods from the market, someone immediately focused on the materials transported by the coolies at the dock.
"Head, a fat sheep has appeared." Another boat came to the dock, and a dozen disheveled guys jumped ashore. Compared with the residents of Havana, their clothes were more shabby and shabby.
The leader was a tall black man. He was wearing at least a dozen or twenty summer clothes, all wrapped up in layers. He also exuded a stench. The other followers were not much better, and they all looked very gangster.
, but very poor.
The tall black man ignored the reminder of his men. He just looked at the busy port of Havana and grinned: "This is the most prosperous place in the Caribbean in the last days! It seems that I have come to the right place. If I want to grab a fortune here, I will definitely do it."
Can make a fortune."
More than a dozen of his subordinates came ashore in a swaggering manner. They all laughed cheerfully when they heard what their boss said. However, pedestrians passing by looked at them with disdainful eyes, and even swore at them mockingly.
"Hey, Boss Mars, did you hear that? The bitch who just walked by actually dared to call us stinky? She also said that we are country bumpkins and I have to kill her." One of his subordinates complained angrily. The leader
The black man was also very angry and wanted to lead others forward to show his power.
"You guys stop here." Before the black man could go up with his men to stir up trouble, a dock worker came up and said, "Depending on the size of the ship, you have to pay a port berthing fee of five silver coins per day."
"Parking fee?" The black man Mars turned his head, forced himself in front of the staff in a vicious manner, grabbed him and cursed: "You dare to charge me money? Do you know who I am?"
While speaking, Mars slapped the staff member twice and kicked him away. Seeing the staff member rolling and crawling away in embarrassment, he laughed loudly and said: "I have never heard of charging money for parking a ship.
, you want to blackmail me, Mars, but you are too young."
Mars' men were also having fun. They wandered around various ports in the Caribbean. The places they visited were extremely chaotic. They had never heard of charging money for stopping a ship.
Seeing the arrogance of this group of people, all the people working for a living on the pier stayed away. But everyone was not afraid, but looked gloating. Even the staff who had just been kicked away didn't say much, but turned around and left.
Walk.
Seeing that he was obviously isolated, Mars didn't care. He waved his hand and said: "Let's go to a tavern first to ask for information and see what business is better here."
The group of people gathered together, turned around and left in a show of force. But before they had gone a hundred meters, a sharp whistle sounded, and dozens of armed men with guns and ammunition appeared from all over the pier, guns muzzled one after another.
Pointing at Mars and the others.
Seeing the serious expression on the other party's face, as well as the uniform uniforms and firearms, Mars and others were immediately dumbfounded. He quickly raised his hands and muttered: "Is it really necessary to pay parking fees here?"
The dock worker who had just been beaten away ran back, covered his swollen face and said, "This is the guy who violated the dock management regulations and beat the management staff."
Mars and others were even more dumbfounded. They really didn't expect that in the end of the world, there would still be a place to talk about management regulations. Shouldn't it be reasonable to have more people and more guns?
But right now, they are definitely not the party with more people and guns. They can only be obedient.
A man in uniform and epaulettes walked up to Mars. He looked at the tall black man and said in a deep voice: "My name is Nieto, and I am the sheriff here, but I am very unhappy today. I really don't like it."
I saw someone making trouble."
Nieto was not tall and very young, but Mars could only smile and said: "Sir, I'm sorry that I made you feel bad. We just don't understand the rules and we had a little dispute.
"
"No, it's not because of you that I'm in a bad mood." Nieto shook his head and said expressionlessly: "I'm in a bad mood because I was kicked out of the army. They said I was not suitable to work in the army. But I am qualified.
Lao, so he arranged for me to be a policeman.
Although I am not a good soldier, I like the army. Only with my comrades around me can I sleep peacefully. But now I am a policeman. Today is my first day on duty. My boss said I should cheer up.
Be cruel to those who dare to provoke me."
As soon as he said 'Be more fierce', Mars felt chills all over his body. He was just thinking about how to bribe him when he heard that the Sheriff named Nieto had already pronounced the sentence: "Let them work as hard labor on the dock for five days and receive labor education."
, if they dare to escape, shoot them."
Mars still wanted to protest, but the armed police on the dock used the butts of their rifles to tell them to shut up. More than a dozen people were disarmed on the spot and put in pairs and shackled to work as coolies. The foreman was the man who was once beaten by Mars.
The staff member Si slapped in the face sneered and said: "Your name is Mars? I will educate you well and reform you."
This was an inevitable disaster for Mars' gang, but the reality of the law of the jungle made it impossible for them to compete. And they soon understood what education they were about to receive.
"Everyone, take a shower first and change your dirty clothes. We will provide you with some changes of clothes. Of course, clothes are not free. They need to be earned through labor. I guarantee you will enjoy working." The foreman said this.
As he spoke, his meaningful smile made people shudder.
The steam boilers widely used in Havana bring abundant hot water. Mars can't remember the last time he took a bath. But this time the hot water in the public shower room made him happy.
"Wow, this is great! There is hot water supply in this cold weather. It is like heaven."
"The dirt on my body can be rubbed into balls. I can't believe I'm so dirty."
"Look at the water coming off my body. It's all black. It's really scary."
After taking a bath, Mars and his gang were startled and screamed, but everyone was generally very happy. Then the foreman gave each of them a piece of thick old clothes. Although it didn't look good and didn't fit well, it was well bundled.
It's still quite warm.
"If after five days of hard work you can take a hot bath every day and wear such a set of warm clothes, it doesn't seem bad." Mars actually felt that he was lucky.
However, the foreman quickly came over with a smile and said, "According to the sales price in the legion, each of you owes one gold coin and six silver coins for your bathing fee, clothing fee, and subsequent food and lodging expenses. You must pay for it."
Legion labor was repaid.
And as punishment, half of your labor income before paying off the debt will belong to me, the victim. So I will definitely let you work hard."
Mars and others were all astonished, and this group of people understood that the days ahead might not be easy for them.