The opening kaleidoscope writing wheel eye: the war on the top

Chapter 327
This side is close to the suburbs, not too far away, there is a slum area, and there are many shacks, where dragons and snakes are mixed, most of them are low-income.

The poor families who are struggling to survive are also mixed with some shabby people, including beggars, gamblers and the like.

Pointing to the slums, Bree said to his companion, "It's been a long time, and I haven't seen anyone except a few gangsters. I guess the fugitive went to the west, so there's nothing to do around here. I'll go over there and see." Look."

A sailor replied: "You old boy, no one rushes out from here, let alone the slums, don't you most want to make meritorious service and get a bonus?"

Bree replied depressedly: "It's because there is no one there, and there are people stationed in every alleyway. It's just a waste of time to continue patrolling. I haven't been to Terry's house for a long time, and I want to take a look."

Another sea soldier said: "Brie, you owe a lot of debt yourself, and you want to help Terry's family?"

Bri touched his pocket, and there were only about ten coins in it, and the denominations were not large.

He couldn't help but look dark, and said: "Old man Terry died in the line of duty, and his pension was only a little. His wife took care of the two children, and the old mother was seriously ill."

Brie sighed and continued: "His wife is also suffering. Last year, to pay for medical expenses, she sold her house in the town and moved here for a long time. I still saw it last month. Alas, what can an orphan and a widowed mother do? Just give me a helping hand."

The other sailors sighed, fell silent for a while, and then fumbled for their pockets. They were all low-ranking sailors, and they were not too young. They received dead wages every month, and they had to support their families. Not even thirty thousand berries.

Bree didn't refuse, and after thanking him, he walked towards the slums alone.

The infrastructure in the slums is very poor. The roads are not only narrow, but also not hardened. There are simple wooden fences on both sides to separate each household. The ground is full of garbage and sewage, and flies and mosquitoes are flying around. This side is still good , Going further in, it is a gathering place for homeless people. There are no houses for shelter from the wind and rain, and they are all shacks.

After a while, Bree stopped outside a simple small courtyard. The door was clean, and the dirt road was sprinkled with water, which was not full of dust like other places.

He opened the door and went in. There were two children sitting in the yard, the older one was a boy and the younger one was a girl. When they saw it was Bree, they cheered and jumped up and surrounded Bree, chirping and shouting: "It's Bree." Uncle, mother, it's Uncle Bree."

A woman came out of the room, not too old, but with many wrinkles on her face, obviously caused by overwork.

Bree asked the woman how she was doing, exchanged a few casual pleasantries, and handed over the money she had collected.

"How can this work! I can't ask for your money anymore, Bree. You have to support your own family. I work three jobs now, and the children have food. Take it back."

Brie smiled and pushed the woman's hand back: "Sister-in-law, this is a wish from our old Terry brothers, so you can accept it."

Seeing that the woman was about to decline again, he laughed: "Sister-in-law, you don't know yet, the Navy is going to pay bonuses soon, we caught a fugitive, everyone will have a lot of income."

The woman hesitated for a moment, and finally accepted it, but her eyes were flushed, "Brie, thank you, I...I..."

Bree looked at the two scrawny children, feeling uncomfortable, and didn't want to stay any longer, "Sister-in-law, I, I still have work to do, so I'm leaving first, and I'll see you later."

"Hey, you have a bite to eat before..."

The woman had just finished speaking halfway through the words to keep her, when she suddenly remembered that the family really had nothing to greet her, she bit her lips in embarrassment, and said to the two children, "You send Uncle Bree for me."

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman entered the room wiping her tears.

The older boy chased his mother in, but the little girl seemed to understand, but remembered what her mother said, that she must send Brie.

After walking for a while, Bree suddenly slapped his forehead and took out a small plastic bag from his pocket, which contained colorful candies.

He shared half of it and stuffed it into the hands of the little girl. This is the snack his own children have always wanted to eat, and he happened to buy some this morning.

The little girl's eyes lit up, and after looking at it for a long time, she put it in her pocket, leaving only one in her hand, carefully peeled off the package, moved her head closer, and licked it lightly with the tip of her tongue, "Wow, it's so sweet!"

Bree laughed and said, "You put it in your mouth, it will be sweeter."

The girl licked it again, with a satisfied smile on her face, "You can't put it all in, it will only be sweet for a while, and you can taste it after a while to make it sweeter for longer."

Britton was at a loss for words, smiled bitterly and touched the little girl's head, gritted his teeth, took out three from the small plastic, and gave them all to the girl.

The girl screamed in surprise, her little face was full of joy, but she immediately gave it back to Bree, "Mom said, you can't just ask for other people's things."

"Silly boy, Uncle Bree is none other than you, take it."

The little girl jumped up happily, "Thank you uncle, I will take it back for my brother and mother to eat together, and grandma."

"Okay, don't send it away, go back."

"That's not okay. I know uncle is good to us, but I'm still young and can't repay you. Just let me see you off for a while longer."

Bree smiled and said that the little girl was really sensible, so he led her to continue walking, but he thought of his three children in his heart, and he had mixed feelings for a while.

Monka couldn't help but feel a little complicated. He lay on the roof of a three-story building on the corner of the street, staring at the dozen or so sailors downstairs.

Not long ago, I was still the dignified Colonel of Shields Town. It was unimaginable, but now the navy has set up a net, which is really a trick of luck.

He was at the Barto Club just now, discussing things with Gambia, when suddenly someone rushed in in a panic. If Gambia hadn't told him the news that the navy was coming, Monka would have thought he had been betrayed by that gangster.

Monka didn't run out in a hurry. He had already discovered that there were other fugitives in Barto's club, and some of them were very familiar. When he was a colonel, he had seen their photos on the wanted warrants, and the bounties were not low.

Sure enough, as soon as the news of the navy's arrival spread, there was a commotion in the tavern. Immediately, the fugitives couldn't sit still, and they took their younger brothers and fled immediately.

Mengka then sneaked out and took advantage of the chaos to temporarily hide his figure. After seeing the gangsters being driven to the west, he fled in the opposite direction. Unexpectedly, there were also many navy patrols here. We found a vantage point to observe.

Mengka heard the gunshots and shouts from the west gradually fading away, and felt a little anxious, although those gangsters were powerful.

However, the garrison in Rogge Town was huge, and they were all elites. In addition to the two young lieutenant colonels who were lingering and chasing after him, the fugitives were all defeated.

(End of this chapter)