It was not yet five o'clock in the afternoon when she returned to the Qifan Street slum, and Tifa walked cheerfully towards Tianwangzhuang.
Although the roads in the Qifan Street slum have become a little complicated in the past six months due to the expansion of private housing, Tifa is already familiar with the roads, after all, she has lived here for so long.
When I arrived at Tianwang Village, I didn't see Granny Marley, who often stood in the corridor on the first floor smoking.
Strange, Granny Marley usually doesn’t go out at this time. Does she watch TV at home?
Tifa knocked on the door on the first floor, but no one answered, not even the old dog raised by Marley's grandmother barked.
She went up to the second floor and knocked on the door of room 202, but no one responded either.
Tifa was a little disappointed. Today was her birthday, and it was also a good day to be recognized by Naya as a bartender. She originally wanted to share the good news with her closest people as soon as possible, but why weren't everyone at home?
She sat alone on the steps on the first floor of Tianwangzhuang, curled up her legs and hugged her knees, looking at the street next to her from time to time, hoping to see a familiar figure.
At this time, two people walked by and noticed Tifa.
The man walking in front was a young man with a plump figure, who looked to be about the same age as Tifa, with a smile on his chubby face. The man walking behind was slightly darker-skinned, older, and had an earring on his right ear.
"Uh, hello?"
The chubby little fat man hesitated for a moment, then came over and said hello to Tifa.
Tifa, who has been taught the concept of crisis by her senior brother and Granny Mare, cautiously shrank back, but still nodded politely and responded: "Hello, are you okay?"
"Hey! Weiji, stay out of your own business." The man with slightly darker skin said in a lazy and helpless tone.
"It's okay Biggs, I'm just telling her." The little fat man known as Weiji explained to his companions, and then turned to look at Tifa. The girl's beauty made him very embarrassed, but he hesitated and said.
: "Well, are you waiting for the landlady of Tianwang Village?"
"...Yes." Tifa's eyes became more alert,
"I, I, I'm not a bad person!" The little fat man was frightened by Tifa's gaze. He waved his hands randomly, then scratched the back of his head, mustering up the courage to speak out at a very fast speed: "I'm on the mainland at noon today.
At the Chocobo shipping station, I met the landlady of Tianwangzhuang and a black-haired man with glasses. They checked many boxes and goods in the Chocobo truck, as if..."
"Salute, move." Biggs from behind added for him.
Wei Ji gave a thumbs up to Biggs, and then looked at Tifa. The girl's super high-level beauty always made him subconsciously wander his eyes and dare not look at her: "Yes, yes, move. I heard that the landlord of Tianwangzhuang
My wife is very well-connected. Maybe she has made up her mind to move out of the Qifan Street slum? After all, the environment here is always a bit..."
Weiji quickly ended the conversation with Tifa: "Anyway, if you really want to find the landlady, you might as well go to the chocobo shipping station and find out where they went. That's it, goodbye... Oh, Biggs
,Wait for me!"
The fat little Weiji hurriedly chased after his companions who left first, leaving Tifa sitting blankly on the steps of the first floor.
Salute? Move?
Why didn't you tell me? Is it because I'm an unnecessary burden?
I... became alone again.
She wanted to stand up but her arms and legs were weak. She wanted to shout loudly to vent her emotions but couldn't even open her mouth. Tifa sat blankly on the steps as if she had lost her soul.
After an unknown amount of time, the light from the Mako Reactor overhead dimmed, and neon lights and warm lights lit up all around. Pedestrians became hurried, but Tifa was still sitting on the steps.
A young gangster wearing a leather jacket and a mohawk passed by Tianwangzhuang several times, and it seemed that he had set his sights on Tifa. When he passed by for the fourth time, he finally confirmed that this beautiful and hot girl was not there.
Other companions were nearby, so they sneaked over.
"Why is such an iconic beauty sitting here alone? Is it because she lacks money and has no place to stay?"
The gangster came to Tifa's side and glanced at Tifa's pretty face greedily: "Here comes a great opportunity to get rich overnight. The qualification for registration is your appearance. Do you want to use your beauty to make a lot of money? Just follow me.
, you can escape from this filthy slum and live freely in a mansion on a walled commercial street... Pooh!"
Before he could finish his words, Tifa was hit hard on the face as he was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't help but scream in pain and fell back.
Tifa didn't seem to hear his words at all, but stood up and ran with all her strength towards the far side of the street.
Don't think about leaving me behind! I'm no longer a burden. I can work part-time. I can be a bartender or a waiter. I'm not afraid of getting tired... Don't leave me behind!
Tears blurred her vision, and Tifa didn't even know where to look for her senior brother and Granny Mare, but she didn't dare to stop. There was a feeling in her heart that if she stopped, her senior brother would leave her forever.
Bang! Tifa, who was running with her head down, suddenly bumped into a familiar body. She wiped her tears in a panic and wanted to apologize, but she heard a familiar voice:
"Tifa? What are you doing?"
Through her eyes blurred by tears, Tifa saw her senior brother looking at her strangely. It was not an illusion, it was her senior brother!
She immediately threw herself into Heather's arms and spoke in confusion in her panic: "Take me with you...Senior brother, don't leave...I can also make money..."
Heather was no longer her usual stern look. She touched her head and comforted her gently: "I'm not going anywhere. Speak slowly. What's wrong?"
At this time, the gangster whose chin was red and swollen from being hit chased him with a dagger, shouting as he ran: "You bitch, you dare to hit me? I will sell you to the wall..."
Halfway through his words, he couldn't speak any more, because the substantial murderous intent had completely enveloped him.
"Did you make her cry?"
Heather looked at the little gangster with extremely cold eyes, and the murderous intention was almost substantial, centered on him and spreading to all directions. Not only the little gangster, but also the entire people in the Qifan Street slums felt heart palpitations for no reason.
The little gangster was foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes, but Heather's murderous aura was still rising, and black dragon scales began to appear and spread on his body. It was that walled commercial street that looked like a muddy pond again, so just put that
This ghost place must have been completely destroyed along with the entire Midgar...
Boom! There was a muffled sound, and the gangster collapsed softly on the ground. Behind him was Helmer, a member of the Avalanche organization. It was he who provided Heather with information about Kos.
Helmer kicked the little gangster who had no response, and then apologized to Heather: "Sorry, Heather, this guy sneaked into the Qifan Street slums from nowhere. The vigilante team has been short of manpower recently...
…”
One of the purposes of the establishment of the vigilante team is to protect the residents of the Qifan Street slums from the intrusion of World of Warcraft and other gangsters in the area. This has also been the basis for the peaceful life of Qifan Street in the past year.
Heather's murderous aura quickly subsided. He glanced at Helmer and said nothing. Instead, he lowered his head and said to Tifa: "Let's go back to Tianwang Village. Marley should be back soon."
"Well..." Tifa's little hands tightly grasped Heather's sleeves and refused to let go. Only then did she notice that Heather was carrying a bulging satchel on her shoulders.
When the two walked past Helmer, Heather said in a voice that only Helmer could hear: "If the vigilantes and Avalanche are still so useless, then I will use my own way to manage this slum.
"
Turning around and looking at the two people walking away, Helmer scratched his head and showed a helpless smile.
He is truly an underground emperor with a bad temper. However, only a strong man with such courage can succeed Alfie and continue to lead Avalanche against Shinra.