On the balcony of the apartment on Center Street, Wang Xu was sitting on the sofa, shaking the rum in his hand.
In front of him, there was an ultra-clear picture showing Carmen's figure.
"Anders is quite powerful in the slums. Not only does he control two-thirds of the slums, but he is also close friends with the slum police chief. Carmen goes to save people by herself. No matter how you look at it, she is just a meat bun beating a dog!"
Wang Xu drank red wine and looked at the scene in front of him strangely.
In his opinion, Carmen was destined to die if she went to save people. He really couldn't figure out how Carmen could rescue people from Anders' casino in front of more than a dozen boys.
In fact, Carmen himself could not have imagined that he went to save people solely based on the breath of his heart. Halfway through, he became discouraged and found himself in the same dilemma.
Who is Anders? He is the boss of the slum. As long as you want to make a living in the slum, you have to pay health fees to him, otherwise you will not be able to survive.
Thinking of Anders' power and ruthlessness, Carmen felt a dull pain in the wound on her shoulder.
That was a thug who dared to shoot without saying a word. He was so crazy. He only had a dagger made of iron, so how could he fight with him?
Carmen held the dagger in her arms, lowered her head, and walked slowly.
He thought about turning around and leaving, regardless of Buck and Tom's life or death, but he gave up again.
Carmen knows that she is not a good person. She fights, steals, extorts, robs and does all kinds of evil.
But he is not a white-eyed wolf. Buck and Tom are his friends who grew up with him in the slums. Without their help, his life would definitely be much more difficult.
Carmen still remembers that it was a snowy winter and very cold.
He took his sister out to beg, hoping that some kindhearted person could give him some bread crumbs. They were really hungry.
Carmen couldn't remember exactly what year it was. Children who grew up in the slums never cared about what year it was because they were used to spending every day as the last.
Carmen only remembered that that day, Buck and Tom extorted another child's cake.
It was a cream cake with a thick layer of cream on top and a cherry dotted on the cream.
"Who are you? We have never seen you."
"My name is Carmen and I live on the street next to you."
"Do you want to hang out with us? We are recruiting troops and preparing for a big fight."
"I want you to hang out with me and let me be the boss."
"Why?"
"As long as I'm smart enough, follow me and I'll let you have a lot of cakes."
"real?"
"Of course, if you agree, we will use this cake as a witness of our alliance."
"How to witness?"
"How about sharing it and eating it?"
“What a great idea”
Giving up is just a word, but what you really let go of is more than ten years of sharing the joys and sorrows, as well as the laughter and laughter of the past.
With the laughter of her childhood floating in her ears, Carmen's eyes gradually became firmer. To save people, she must save them.
"This is it." Hidden behind the alley at the intersection, Carmen secretly glanced at a casino, like a cheetah hunting.
This casino is Anders' main activity venue. It has two floors, with only one door at the front and back.
The difference is that this door opens on the second floor. There is no door on the first floor. If you want to enter, you must first climb the stairs to the second floor, and then go down from the second floor to the first floor.
From the outside, there are boys guarding the stairs, and no one except gamblers is allowed inside.
Moreover, Carmen didn't know whether Buck and the other two were brought here. If they rushed in and saw that they were not here, it would be a big deal.
"Sir, two of my friends offended Mr. Anders and were arrested by Mr. Anders' men. They are about fifteen or sixteen years old. One is short and fat, and the other is tall and thin. Are they arrested?
Caught here?"
Carmen did not act rashly, but found a roadside fruit stall and asked the middle-aged stall owner.
The middle-aged stall owner was sitting behind the stall reading a newspaper. When he heard Carmen's words, he didn't even raise his head and denied, "I don't know."
"Please, you are thinking about it." Carmen took out a five-cent coin from his pocket and placed it in front of the stall owner.
Seeing the coins, the stall owner flipped through the newspaper and replied, "I'm a bit impressed."
"Are you sure?"
A little impression is not enough, Carmen wants to be 100% correct.
To ensure this was correct, Carmen took out another five cents and placed it on the stall owner's cash box.
"I'm sure the people were brought here in the afternoon, about an hour and a half ago. One of them is short and fat, and the other is tall and thin. They look like they were beaten badly." The stall owner said as he put Shi Mei in his hand.
Put it into your pocket.
Carmen was relieved now, but he still didn't have a good plan to rescue Buck and the others from Anders' group.
After all, he is only one person, and there are at least a dozen opponents, and there may even be gamblers on Anders' side.
It is definitely not possible to break in forcefully. If you want to save people, you have to be smart and avoid head-on confrontation as much as possible.
"What should I do? Anders is the boss of the slum. The police are all on his side, let alone the gangsters. I have no one to rely on at all." Carmen was very distressed. This was an injustice.
In terms of strength, he had no chance of winning.
With this thought in his mind, a faint sound of conversation caught his attention.
"I heard that the price of kerosene has dropped today. A small barrel only costs twelve cents. If we have kerosene, our bakery can close very late."
"Twelve cents, why is it so cheap? Wasn't it still fifteen cents yesterday?"
"It seems that another kerosene processing factory has opened in the north, and many kerosene merchants who have been stocking up can't help but start selling their goods."
"kerosene?"
Carmen turned her head slightly and looked at a couple walking by, feeling a faint movement in her heart.
The emergence of kerosene lit up thousands of households, and the birth of the steam engine brought about earth-shaking changes in the industrial model.
Although candle manufacturers try to discredit kerosene at all costs, even pouring kerosene on executed prisoners to demonstrate the dangers of kerosene at the stake, they still cannot stop the fact that kerosene is cheaper and more economical than candles.
Similarly, because of the emergence of kerosene, an ancient profession began to take on new vitality, and people called this profession arsonist.
"Boss, give me five soda bottles."
For one cent each, Carmen bought five soda bottles, a towel from a store, and a small bucket of kerosene.
The combustion effect of kerosene is much lower than that of gasoline, and it can even be described as difficult to ignite.
However, it is difficult to ignite, but it is not impossible to ignite. It is still extremely dangerous.
Pour kerosene into a bottle, tear up a towel and make a wick, and a simple burning bottle is made.
Carmen made five Molotov cocktails in one go, but after trying it, he found that he could only carry three at most. Any more would make it easy for others to spot the flaw.
To be on the safe side, Carmen gave up the other two and only carried three Molotov cocktails close to her body, walking step by step towards Anders' casino.
"What are you doing?" Two boys stood at the entrance of the casino, shouting at Carmen.
Carmen's heart beat rapidly. Although these two boys were not the ones chasing him, he was still a little nervous: "They are here to win money, aren't they?"
"Kid, do you have money?" The gatekeeper has two responsibilities, one is to stop the poor guy, and the other is to prevent someone from making trouble.
Obviously, Carmen's grade of fifteen or sixteen years old, coupled with her thin appearance, does not fit the appearance of a rich person, but more like a poor person looking for excitement.
"Do you know this?"
Carmen didn't say much, she just took out a few coins from her pocket and waved them in front of the two of them.
The two glanced at each other and pointed at the iron door behind them.
As for the inspection, this is Mr. Anders' casino, and no one has ever dared to cause trouble. They don't believe that a fifteen-year-old boy would have the courage to cause trouble in the casino.
After passing through the gate of the casino, Carmen walked all the way down. He didn't look for Buck because he had a better way.
Arriving all the way to the casino on the first floor, Carmen looked around and found that the room was crowded with gamblers, but Anders was not here.
Carmen's sneaky eyes caught the attention of several boys in the casino.
One of them was the curly-haired young man who almost stabbed him to death. He stared at Carmen for a while and whispered to his companions: "This person seems to be the person the boss is looking for."
"you sure?"
"Yes, that's him. I remember the mole on the corner of his mouth."
As the curly-haired young man spoke, he took out the iron thorn from his waist and walked towards Carmen from the crowd.
Carmen had been scanning the surroundings, and when she saw the curly-haired young man, she smiled calmly, climbed up to a gaming table in a few steps, and said loudly: "Gentlemen, it's time for the carnival!"
quiet
The gamblers gathered around looked at Carmen stupidly, as if they were looking at an idiot.
"Come down here, young man, before I kick your ass."
"Get down, who asked you to go up, get down quickly."
Facing the clamoring crowd, Carmen blinked mischievously, and as if by magic, she took out a Molotov cocktail from under her clothes and placed it next to the kerosene lamp on the gaming table: "Attention, gentlemen, this is a fake.
A Molotov cocktail full of kerosene, is anyone willing to bet with me? I bet that before you catch me, I can light the Molotov cocktail, throw it on the gaming table, and burn this place to ashes!"