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Chapter 28 Who are you! (Begging for the end of the month

Wang Quan didn't care where Kenchi Ichiro went.

Anyway, this guy must have followed the little match girl.

Although I don’t know what he could do, Wang Quan conveniently left a mark on the girl’s body when he was putting her shoes on.

He sensed that the girl's current location was hovering about two kilometers away in the southeast.

And it has been a long time since I moved.

Either he's still selling matches, or he's already home.

Wang Quan had already planned to set off, but after thinking about it carefully, he still needed some disguise.

Although but...

Maybe it's just like what Kenchi Ichiro said, something may happen over there.

In order to avoid getting into trouble, it is better to get a vest.

First of all, this vest cannot be the height of a child.

Wang Quan thought for a while, found a dark corner where no one was, and took off all his clothes.

After that, his body began to expand and elongate, eventually forming the appearance of a lanky, deformed monster of about 1.9 meters.

How to describe it...

Just take a normal photo with your phone and then stretch it up and down, so that the whole person will look deformed, with the left and right sides becoming narrower.

Then clothes began to grow outside Wang Quan's skin.

The inside is red underwear (eccentric), and the outside is black trousers and a white shirt.

Outside are black hiking thick-soled boots.

Over the shirt, he wears a double-breasted black and blue thick woolen coat with a waistcoat.

The edges of the coat, which was almost ankle-length, were ragged, as if it had been torn by something.

Under the waistcoat, covering the arms and entire back, is a dark blue winged cloak that resembles the wings of an eagle.

Then the misshapen, elongated face wore a beaked mask like that of a medieval doctor.

The bird's beak mask covering the entire head is a boney forest white, and there are no windshields for the two eyes, but two dark round holes.

There is also a black-blue triangular round hat on the top of his head.

Wang Quan raised his arm, looked down at the sharp black claw-like gloves on his hands, and nodded with satisfaction.

Okay, this outfit is handsome enough that even Kenchi Ichiro probably wouldn't recognize it.

Let’s see what Kenike Ichiro is going to do in a moment.

Then...if he doesn't need to appear, forget it.

If Ichiro Kenike can't hold on, he will have to jump out and end it.

Wang Quan squatted down with his legs slightly, then spread out his wings and cloak, and rolled up the flying snow into the sky!

Looking at Wang Quan soaring into the sky into the heavy snow, Kexila closed the curtains.

She won't do anything, just wait quietly.

"This is 'history'...Infino..."

............

Wang Quan fell onto a street full of muddy sewage.

Or it can't be called a street, it's just a narrow and cramped..."rat road".

It's similar to the old houses in China in the past.

A road that a person can barely pass between two old houses that are close together.

That's what it feels like.

What does it feel like to live upstairs... There was a similar scene in "The Richest Man in Xihong City".

As soon as the protagonist opened the curtains, he came face to face with the person on the opposite floor.

Wang Quan is standing on such a road.

Underfoot was muddy water and earth-colored ice and snow.

On both sides are dilapidated bungalows.

The little girl is in the house on Wang Quan's left.

Now no one "sees" Wang Quan.

But besides Wang Quan, there is another uninvited guest here.

When Wang Quan looked up, he saw Ichiro Kenchi lying on the roof of the bungalow opposite the little girl with his butt sticking out, peeping.

As obscene as you want.

Wang Quan stepped forward and landed lightly behind Kenchi Ichiro.

Then he lifted the barrier and whispered: "Raise your hands."

"who?!"

Kenchi Ichiro turned around suddenly and then relaxed.

"Brother Quan, don't make trouble."

"Who is that? I'm... here to kill you."

Wang Quan deliberately lowered his voice.

"Brother Quan, pull it off. Do you think I can't recognize you because of your appearance?" Kenchi Ichiro sneered.

"Okay, by the way, how did you recognize me?" Wang Quan didn't understand, "Isn't my dressing up enough to match the times?"

"Victorian and Gothic styles are mixed with medieval styles, which really matches this other world."

Kenchi Ichiro said seriously, "Only if I have never played "Bloodborne"."

Brother Quan's outfit is clearly from "Bloodborne"!

"Okay, you have a wide range of interests." Wang Quan simply sat next to him, "But didn't you say you would rest in the hotel, why did you run out?"

"I came... for a walk." Ichiro Kenchi asked, "Brother Izumi, aren't you here too? What are you doing here?"

"I'll take pictures."

Wang Quan took out his mobile phone and took several photos, "I have a friend at home who yearns for London and Paris during the Industrial Revolution. He said they were very steampunk. I came to take some photos to let her see the real Paris."

"That's it."

"What if?"

Both fell into silence.

After a while, Wang Quan began to change the topic.

"Jianchi Sang, you took a walk early. What did you find?"

"This is true." Kenchi Ichiro also tacitly agreed not to talk about the topic just now.

But when he came to this new topic, the relaxed expression on his face darkened, "The girl's name is Abby, and there are four people in her family. She is eleven years old, and she has a nine-year-old brother.

"Her father is about thirty years old and has lung disease. The whole family relies on the work of the mother and two children to support the family.

"Selling matches is probably to support the family. After all, her father also needs a lot of money to take medicine."

"The investigation was quite clear."

Wang Quan glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that Kenchi Ichiro's face was still expressionless, but his fists were clenched.

"But isn't this child labor? When I was chatting with people on the Internet, I thought that child labor at that time was probably 13 or 14 years old, but 11 or 9 years old... Isn't this nonsense?

"But this way, the factory will have to take care of the food."

"Brother Quan, don't be naive, how is that possible?"

Kenchi Ichiro's voice was smooth, "Brother Quan, I have seen a few jokes on the Internet before.

"In Europe during the Industrial Revolution, children around the age of 10 worked in factories, and adults around 20 were unemployed. In a family, the children were the breadwinners. Why? Because children and women ate less and there were machines.

There was not much work to be done, and they were resigned to the situation and did not dare to complain. Some parents even took the initiative to send their children to work in order to save a piece of food rations.

"The United Kingdom was competing with Sweden in the textile industry. The Swedish capitalists could not compete with the British because they were too benevolent. How benevolent were they? In Sweden, the mortality rate of child labor was only 40%.

"I remember a saying describing child labor in Britain: The reason why Britain became an empire on which the sun never sets and completely suppressed the European powers is because the average survival time of child laborers entering British factories is only two years, while child laborers in France and Germany can live more than three years.

.”

After a pause, Kenchi Ichiro's voice began to tremble, "Brother Quan, I'm not a good person.

"I have killed people and set them on fire by any means, and I am very good at playing P Club games. If I were sentenced according to the law, I would definitely be sentenced to death a hundred times, and this is the result of a reduced sentence.

"But I know it's just a game, and those data are just data. At the very least... those are really just a piece of data in a computer game.

"Of course there are no good people in Hellwalker, especially someone like me who has lived in so many worlds.

"I am scum, garbage. I have killed many innocent people just because they hindered my mission. I just want to live. But those are not reasons for killing.

"Sometimes I am escaping from reality. I tell myself that the person who did those bad things is Ichiro Kenike, and Dong Ping is still the social beast who likes to play P Club games and compete with netizens. But this kind of statement is just deceiving myself.

"But even though I live like a sewer rat and live like a piece of trash, I occasionally have things I want to do.

"Even if Brother Quan you want to stop me or kill me.

"I am actually very timid. I want to return to that false world and spend the rest of my life as an ostrich.

"Maybe I will regret it tomorrow, no, maybe half an hour later, and I will feel like a fool.

"But now, I really want to do something.

"Of course, maybe Brother Quan, if you stop me, I will give up immediately."

"That's your business. If you want to commit suicide, can I still stop you?" Wang Quan was silent for a while and said this calmly.

"But don't forget, this is a strange world, and ordinary people can easily mutate in the dark.

"There are probably a lot of deformed people in this slum, don't say you can't feel it.

"What's even more coincidental is that there is also a sect of extraordinary beings in this world.

"Then the question is, why are the slums that continue to produce a large number of mutated and deformed people...not destroyed yet?"

Wang Quan looked outside the slum.

"You are saying that this is the death god sect and the nobles deliberately raising Gu, just to consume the excess poverty..."

Kenchi Ichiro suddenly paused when he said this.

He turned back suddenly!

Enhanced vision allows you to see far.

He could see four men in white priest robes walking toward the slum on the smooth road illuminated by the streetlights outside the slum.

"Humph..." Wang Quan stood up and smiled, "What you plan to do has nothing to do with me. I only do what I want to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, the others had disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the four priests.

The four priests were stunned for a moment, then took out their giant swords and asked, "Who are you?!"

Wang Quan crossed his arms under the sharp-beaked bird mask, and there was nothing in the dark eye sockets of the mask.

"It's just a passing ghost. Remember it for me."


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