Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

In this sewer, there are some electric lights emitting a faint light, probably used by some workers who entered the sewer for maintenance.

In addition, when I got a little closer to the sewer, there was a pungent stench blowing my face.

Of course, these are all within reason, what makes me feel strange is that I actually heard a girl's cry for help.

The girl's voice sounded very small, probably a child's.

In addition to the little girl's voice, there were also strange laughter of some grown men around.

This made me suddenly feel cold. A group of men bullied a little girl in such a dark place?

Without saying a word, I waved the bone sword in my hand and split the stone wall in front of me.

Although I'm not a hero, I wanted to go into the sewer and find a way to get out. How could I turn a blind eye to this evil thing?

In the phone booth, I have already made a call. Professor Sun's people may have arrived by now. If I hide underground all the time, although it is safe, they will definitely not find me.

So, if I want to go out, I have to go through this sewer, go to the surface world, and leave some signals for Professor Sun's people to find me.

And at this moment, it's not a bad thing to help the girl in trouble.

There was a lot of noise when I smashed open the rock wall. Several people outside looked over in horror, unable to figure out why there was such a strange sound.

And after I split the wall, the scene on the opposite side finally caught my eyes.

But what I saw in front of me was a group of tramps covered in mud. These people looked at me in horror and asked me what the hell I was.

These words made me even more angry, what the hell am I?
You still provoke me?

I rushed over and gave those three homeless men a few kicks.

How could these people be my opponents, they flew out in an instant, lying on the ground in disarray.

And behind the group of homeless men, there were three men who looked slightly better dressed and were violating the little girl.

This made me very angry, because the girl looked only twelve or thirteen years old.

These people seemed to be a little bit better than the tramps, and they were definitely not good people. I hurried over and knocked them all down with a few punches.

Moreover, considering that these people actually attacked such a young child, I was rude to them, and let them enter the palace as eunuchs in a few strokes.

The shrill howling sound was quite ear-piercing in this underground.

I shot these people away, and the little girl thanked me crying, murmuring so hard that she couldn't figure out what she was talking about.

I waited for her to calm down a little, and then I asked her, what is this place, and why is she here.

However, I feel that maybe this little girl doesn't know anything, maybe she was abducted by those homeless people.

But her answer surprised me a bit. The little girl told me that this sewer is her home, and she lives here. Like her, those homeless people also made the sewer their home.

This shocked me very much, to live in the sewer?

I thought it only existed in the Middle Ages, but I didn’t expect it to be a modern society. There are still such people in the West?

Although I couldn't believe it, as the little girl led me to the depths of the sewer, everything in front of me told me that this was reality.

There are indeed many people living in this sewer, although they all look dirty and homeless, their bodies are also emaciated, and their eyes are very numb.

And they were surrounded by a lot of sundries and rubbish they had picked up.

They basically sleep on some dirty clothes, or even directly on the ground.

There are also some people who look a little better, because they can have a tent, and some have radios beside them. When the little girl sees those radios, she can't help but show a look of envy.

In addition, they are obviously not temporary refugees, but have lived here for a long time, because I can clearly see that there are dirty wires in some corners, which seem to have gone through many years.

There is even electricity here, and there are some simple electrical appliances such as electric lights.

Some people were sitting on the ground, sucking something, and their eyes were still very intoxicated.

This shocked me quite a bit. There were so many people living in this poor place, it almost formed a small village.

I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have seen a piece of news before, which said that in Las Vegas, the casino city in the United States, more than 1000 people lived in the sewers.

Many of those are desperate people.

Later I learned that the capital of Romania, Bucharest, also has many people living in sewers.

Many of these people living in the sewer are related to theft and drugs, and many of them are even AIDS patients, tuberculosis patients, and drug addicts.

There are even all three.

The main reason is that the sanitation conditions in this kind of sewer are extremely poor, they also share needles, take poison, and natural diseases spread very quickly.

This is only reported, not reported, do not know how many there are!

These guys no longer looked like humans, but mice.

And the little girl I rescued was named Jessica, and her residence was just a small shack with some tattered clothes inside.

Jessica was very ashamed to tell me that she had nothing to entertain me, and that it would have been better if her mother had been around.

Then she can thank me with some delicious gooey.

This made me very uncomfortable. Her so-called delicacy, in my opinion, is something that is simply difficult to swallow.

At this moment, there were homeless people eating not far away. Jessica was drooling watching it. She hadn't eaten for a day.

She was also deceived by a homeless man just now, saying that he could take her to find food, so she went to a remote place.

Jessie grabbed my hand and told me to join a gang so I could have something to eat.

At this moment, because I have trekked through underground rivers and caves for a long time, I look in a mess, no different from those tramps, so Jessica thinks that I am a new resident.

In this country of sewers, only gangsters can live an enviable life.

Jessica thought I might try it.

I smiled and rejected her proposal, but I thought quickly in my heart.

I need to know where this place is and how I can contact the outside world, and the homeless people around obviously can't help me.

So, I need to find the gang members that Jessica said, of course I will not join them, but let them taste the taste of fists, and find some real food for Jessica by the way.