Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

"Good morning."

Wang Hua saw Xu Ye, looked up and greeted him, then continued to eat.

Cai Gou came to the table with a plate of fried eggs on his head.

Xu Ye frowned and looked at it.

The dog stretched out a paw with a white plastic bag on it.

"Woof~ (I'm wearing leg covers)"

Xu Ye was satisfied. He took out a bag of milk from the space and started eating it with the fried eggs.

Wang Hua extinguished the candle on the table, and the surroundings instantly fell into darkness, leaving only the sound of chewing in the air.

Barrage: "I'm a little scared."

"Xu Ye wouldn't eat that secretly while the lights were off, would he?"

"Get lost! Have you ever seen Boss Xu Ye doing things behind someone's back? Everything he does is above board. Why would he do it secretly?"

"Also ha..."

A few minutes later, Liu Ninghao sat down and lit the candle.

The candle seemed to have consciousness. The moment it was lit, the light surrounded Liu Ninghao completely, without any leakage.

Xu Ye seemed to be thinking about something. He took out an unused fire starter from his pocket and opened it.

The light surrounds it.

For a moment, three people gathered around the same table to eat breakfast, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Barrage: "So thrilling."

"What kind of mental state does this person have to remain calm in front of two weird people eating."

"I was scared to death."

Through a breakfast, Xu Ye learned that people in the City of Evil need to be illuminated by this special candle for ten minutes every day.

The way to obtain candles is that two candles are given to each resident when paying the poll tax every month.

One stick can burn for more than ten days, and two sticks can burn for exactly one month.

The fire starter in Xu Ye's hand has the same function and is more durable than a candle, and can be used for more than a month.

Comments: "Liu Ninghao is really good. He was able to get a fire starter when everyone only had two."

"Yes, I have some strength."

"As expected of a veteran in the City of Evil, there are plenty of good things."

"If I remember correctly, Xu Ye was holding this thing in Prison No. 0. Not only did he fail to drive away the monsters, but he also attracted a siege."

"Ah, Liu Ninghao is so smart, he even knows how to give Boss Xu Ye extra food."

"The guy above, you are crazy. Are you sure you don't want to turn Mr. Xu Ye into someone else's lunch?"

The barrage of comments was lively and no one was worried about Xu Ye's safety at this point.

No matter where he goes, his first reaction is that the people nearby are going to be in trouble.

Some people even secretly made bets on when the weirdos in front of Xu Ye would die. The longer the time, the higher the chance of explosion.

When Xu Ye came out of prison, many people bet on Liu Ninghao's survival for three days.

Ping An Clinic, ten minutes away. Xu Ye looked at the fire starter in his hand with an intriguing expression.

You can't expose yourself to direct sunlight, but you need to use candles every day. It's a strange requirement, isn't it?

[Rule 1 of The Worst City: Think clearly whether you want to stand in the shadows or hide in the light.]

So, do you want light or not?

When Xu Ye asked: "What would happen if the candles were not lit?"

Wang Hua pointed to the door and said, "You'll know in a moment."

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the clinic opens.

When Wang Hua opened the curtains, the sky outside had already darkened, and then returned to that state where it was a little bright but definitely not bright, and he could just barely see the things around him.

Xu Ye rushed forward and opened the door first.

"Bang!" A man with extensive burns all over his body, already charred, fell straight into the store.

He seemed to be leaning against the door of the clinic until the last moment of his life.

It looks like he was really burned.

But whether there was a fire in the house as the other party said, it now seems obviously not the case.

What I said last night was just an excuse for the other party to get in.

Xu Ye had no doubt that if he opened the door, more than one person would come in, and no one knew what would happen.

"Here, the exile." Wang Hua started to peel the apple with a scalpel again. He had the habit of clearing his mouth with fruit after meals.

Xu Ye remembered this one.

[Rule 5000: Anyone who enters the evil city must pay a head tax of yuan on time every month, otherwise they will be exiled.]

A man who couldn't even pay the 5000 yuan head tax dared to say last night that he had million...

Liu Ninghao frowned as he watched: "It's so dirty, Assistant Xu, clean the door."

Xu Ye nodded, carried the corpse in his left hand, picked up the broom in his right hand, and walked out.

The alley next door seemed to be a bit lively. Xu Ye walked over and saw a large trash can at the corner of the alley. Many residents nearby were carrying corpses and throwing them into it, just like throwing away garbage.

The trash can was almost full, so he folded and broke the body into small pieces and stuffed them into the gaps.

Xu Ye took the broom and took the opportunity to walk around the street.

The old shop, the blood-stained walls, the corpses and sewage everywhere...

Maybe because of Liu Ninghao's mysophobia, Ping'an Clinic is the cleanest one on the entire street, and the blood on the glass is the freshest.

A motorcycle flew by, and the person on it reached out and tried to snatch the broom from Xu Ye's hand, but Xu Ye exerted force and knocked both the motorcycle and the person down.

Calmly search and take away everything on the other person.

The biker gang was lying on the ground, and they sadly discovered that the broom in Xu Ye's hand was really just a broom for sweeping the floor, without any weird aura.

Just for such a broken broom, they actually gave up their entire morning's income. It was not worth it.

The hearts of the bikers are broken...

Barrage: "Although, but...hahahahahaha."

"No, my brother Ye has a broom, what are these people fighting for?"

“It may be that Liu Ninghao usually takes good care of the broom and even tied a bow on it with gold thread.

Gold is of no help in increasing the power of the weird, and after the advent of the weird, it is no longer a universal and precious currency."

When Xu Ye was going back, he passed by the alley again. He was busy taking out the trash and didn't notice it, or he deliberately didn't let him notice it.

Only then did I realize that, without knowing when, a group of beggars with broken bowls had started squatting inside.

Seeing Xu Ye looking over, they all rushed forward:

"Please, evil man, give me something to eat."

"Are you a pervert? Spit out the chewed food to me..."

"Are there any jobs? I'm willing to do any job."

These people were dressed in rags, and all of them had some scars from burns, some light and some heavy.

Xu Ye only took a glance and then came up to him, with a tendency to surround him. He had no doubt what the consequences would be if he opened his mouth to say something.

Xu Ye took out a kitchen knife and quickly retreated from the crowd.

They are not beggars. There are many exiles. Sometimes they will gather together and target weak pedestrians...

In the City of Extreme Evil, everyone, from the strong to the weak, is an evil person.