The strongest psionicist

Zhuang Biwang and Tom came out of the safe house and ran quickly.

In a short while, we arrived at the inhabited area, which was countless times faster than driving.

They didn't bring sunglasses or masks, and when they came out, they changed into cheap sportswear.

Of course, he was still wearing the Wanhe Group's special combat uniform inside.

Although Tom is famous, few people have seen his real face.

The same is true of Zhuang Biwang.

If it is recognized by someone, it is the enemy's high-level, who directly arrested and obtained information.

The two slowed down and moved forward slowly.

The dilapidated streets are full of potholes, the street lamps are all decorations, and the whole block is dark.

The bungalows on both sides of the street are dilapidated.

Faint candlelight came from cracks in the dilapidated walls of some houses.

Zhuang Biwang felt that the environment here was not as good as the poorest slums on earth.

Seeing the dilapidated scene here, Tom's face was heavy.

Zhuang Biwang learned from Jia Ma that the social class in Wucheng is very obvious.

The general public lives 30 kilometers away from the city centre.

At 30 kilometers away, ordinary low-level psionicists usually live.

Then there are the advanced ones, which are advanced layer by layer, and the people in the center are either rich or expensive, and their strength is tyrannical!
It is 50 kilometers away from the city center and is the most remote place in Wucheng.

It was already 11 o'clock, and a group of workers were walking slowly on both sides of the street.

They were grizzled, tired and bruised, wearing dirty and patched work clothes, and they were all skinny.

The youngest is only about 10 years old, and the oldest has all silver-white hair, but it is dyed black and white by black coal dust.

Suddenly the oldest worker fainted.

The surrounding workers surrounded him, and a worker helped the old man to give him water.

"It's okay, Uncle Li just fainted from hunger!" said the worker feeding the water.

Zhuang Biwang and Tom also walked over.

Tom has completely suppressed the spiritual pressure, and he can do it to the same level as Hades, without causing harm to ordinary people.

Zhuang Biwang couldn't control it, but he also restrained the spiritual energy in his body.

Although the two were wearing cheap sportswear, in the eyes of these workers, they were already Chinese clothes.

The eyes of the workers are a little fearful and dodge.

They didn't know why Zhuang Biwang and Tom appeared here so late.

I am afraid that Zhuang Biwang and Tom are the evil forces in Wucheng who will do bad things to them.

Zhuang Biwang took out a piece of compressed biscuit from his pocket, bent down and handed it to the worker who was feeding the old man, saying, "Feed it to him!"

"Thank you!" The worker took the biscuit with his withered right hand, tore open a hole, and fed the old man.

The little girl not far away was about ten years old and skinny.

He was wearing clothes made of rags, his face was dirty, and he looked like a little beggar.

She stared helplessly at the biscuits in the hands of the workers, and kept swallowing.

Zhuang Biwang noticed that the little girl was starving.

He just straightened up before he took a step closer to the little girl.

Zhuang Biwang's actions immediately caused a strong reaction from the surrounding workers.

"what are you doing?"

A man in his thirties immediately pulled the little girl behind him.

"Don't get excited, I just saw that she was hungry and wanted to give her a bag of cookies!"

Zhuang Biwang took out another pack of compressed biscuits from his pocket and handed it to the man in front of the little girl.

The man took the biscuit in embarrassment, turned around and gave it to the little girl behind him.

"Dad, they are good people!"

The little girl stared at Zhuang Biwang and Tom with innocent eyes, but the long-term malnutrition made her eyes lose their spirituality.

"We often lose children here, so we are a little nervous, don't mind!" A worker explained to Zhuang Biwang and Tom.

The vigilance in the eyes of these workers did not relax in the slightest.

"No, we are from other places, so we don't know the situation here!"

Zhuang Biwang's face was heavy, and he waved his hands, the anger in his chest continued to grow.

The little girl's father took her with him to work, which meant that there was no one at home.

Fearing that the child would be abducted, he had to keep it with him.

Tom was also livid.

The workers' vigilance is too strong, damn the Eagle Gang, how many crimes have they committed to make the workers so worried!

Seeing the emaciated figures of these workers, Tom asked, "Which company are you workers? You are asked to work but not to eat!"

"We are workers in the power plant under the Huang Group, we don't care about food," said a worker.

When the name of the company was mentioned, the eyes of many workers showed fear again.

"Did the power plant not pay you wages? Everyone is so hungry?" Tom asked with a frown.

"Here, 50 yuan a month!" A worker said with tears in his eyes.

Other workers were in tears, how exploited they were by the power plant.

Zhuang Biwang asked: "The power plant pays such a low salary, wouldn't you change to another company?"

"It would be great if it could be changed. Everyone in this block can only work in Huang's power plant, as long as..."

The worker who spoke saw his companion winking, so he stopped talking.

This scene was captured by Zhuang Biwang and Tom.

At this time, Mr. Li had improved a lot, stood up tremblingly, and thanked Zhuang Biwang and Tom for the gift of biscuits.

Zhuang Biwang and Tom distributed all the biscuits they carried with them to these workers.

The workers were embarrassed to accept the biscuits from the two, but their vigilance did not relax.

After expressing my thanks to Zhuang Biwang and Tom, I left in a hurry!

Looking at the bleak backs of the workers, Tom sighed and said, "Hey, brother, these workers have been oppressed, exploited, and abused for a long time, and they are very vigilant!"

"Head, this Huang family again, I want to destroy the Huang family right now!" Zhuang Biwang said bitterly.

"Let's go to the city center to have a look. If news of our assassin's feud with Sirius Gang and Huang Youren spreads, then kill him."

Tom also hated the Huang family.

They not only despised the assassins, but blackmailed them.

Or a group of vampires who eat people without spitting out their bones.

"it is good!"

The two quickened their pace and arrived at a small bar near the city center in a short while.

The bar is very lively at this time.

Completely different from the dilapidated suburban area just now, the bar is resplendently decorated.

The deafening sound filled the entire bar.

More than 30 young men and women in brocade clothes were debauched on the dance floor.

All the young men and women on the wine table laughed and laughed.

Zhuang Biwang and Tom sat down at an empty table and called the waiter.

The people around saw the two of them with disdain in their eyes.

Here are two more bumpkins.

Of course Zhuang Biwang and Tom saw the contempt of these people and didn't care at all.

They will later want to find out whether the news of the feud between Huang Youren, the Sirius Gang and the Assassins has spread.

"What do you want to drink!"

The young waiter came over and saw the two people in cheap sportswear, with contemptuous eyes and arrogant tone!
"2 bottles of beer!"

Zhuang Biwang glanced at the arrogant waiter and didn't care.

"Our beer is sold by the pack. There are 12 bottles in a pack, and a bottle costs 1!" The waiter laughed and said:

"Look at how poor you are, you can't afford to drink! But if you enter our blues bar, the minimum consumption is 5, otherwise you don't want to walk out of the bar!"

The young men and women at the tables around them watched the good show with mockery on their faces.

Two country bumpkins have no money and come to the blues bar, isn't this looking for scolding?

"Oh, the minimum consumption is 5? That's the minimum consumption!" Tom said.

"Isn't it just on your desk!"

The waiter was even more contemptuous.

"What, boiled water?" Zhuang Biwang asked in surprise.