Merit Book·Xinghai

"Damn, what's going on?"

The two unlucky diners at that table who were scalded jumped up, slapping the vegetables and leaves and meat on their bodies while quickly taking a few steps back.The square-faced boss in the store ran out in a hurry, rubbing his hands and was about to say something when a gust of cold wind blew in from outside.

All looked towards the door.

The simple curtain made of cloth was lifted, and a man as strong as an orangutan stood outside the door, and the door frame only reached his chin.He bent down and bowed his head, and walked in. Through the gap in the door curtain, the diners could see seven or eight equally strong people standing outside the door.

Now everyone was silent, and the two who had just been burned also lowered their heads and silently shrank into a corner.

The burly man didn't look at the others. He bent down and picked up the man who was lying on the ground like pinching a chicken, looked at it twice, shook it, and threw it to the ground with a snap.

Then he went out.

Everyone heard the man's deep and hoarse voice saying outside: "I passed out."

"Hmph! Let this guy meddle in his own business! Let's go!"

A group of people left like the wind, and the air in the store seemed to be flowing again.

"Come, come, drink, drink!"

"Where did we just talk about?"

"Baquan Club is still so domineering!"

"My son also wants to join the club... Alas, I can't control the child when he grows up!"

Everyone drank and chatted, and some people expressed some opinions on what happened just now, but most people were obviously used to this kind of scene, and they were not even interested in discussing it.

The two unlucky diners dragged the boss to chatter a few words, the boss apologized with a wry smile, waived the meal fee, and re-served them a new table of dishes, and the two sat down again contentedly.

Then the boss looked at the man on the ground who seemed to have only one breath left, hesitated for a while, sighed, and called the two men to carry the man upstairs to his own living room, and cleaned up the garbage and pots on the ground. Then moved a clean table and put it in place, and everything seemed to have never happened.

Yin Mu ate for a while, seeing that Rong Yuan was still looking there, took a sip of his wine and said, "Have you never seen such a scene before?"

Rong Yuan smiled and didn't answer.

Yin Mu said: "This kind of thing happens a lot on the first floor. You see, the people here are used to it. The owner of this store is very nice. If you want to change to another store, you will probably throw that person out." I won't care anymore."

"Do you know this boss? What's his name?"

"I used to hear people call him Ban Jin. I don't know if it's his real name." Yin Mu said, "But no one cares about it on the first floor. There are many fugitives from other planets who use aliases."

"It's so chaotic here, the Military Department doesn't care?"

"I can't control it." Yinmu sighed: "Don't look at the number of people in the military department, but if there are 10 people on the first floor, [-] of them are such lawless guys. This is their way of life. Everyone is arrested and locked up, otherwise there is no way to control them. Therefore, the duty of the first-level combat department is only to maintain a basic order. For the rest, they have their own rules. Just like the guy just now, don't look at him being beaten It’s so miserable, but after using the therapeutic device, you will be able to move freely tomorrow. Not to mention the loss of life, there are very few broken arms and legs.”

"That's much better than I thought." Rong Yuan said with some surprise.

I thought that in such an extrajudicial place, people should live with their heads tied to their belts.

"Yeah. So this place may seem scary at first, but if you stay here, you will feel better than other ship floors. The people here are like wild beasts. Although they are ferocious, they are also simple."

Yin Mu said with a smile, it can be seen that he likes this place very much.

Rong Yuan also smiled, but didn't speak.

There are some problems that Yinmu's character cannot think about.

The reason why he likes this place is because he is very strong. If he lives on the first floor, although he won't bully others, he won't be the one being bullied either.

But for the weak, such as the restaurant owner, the protection fees collected by different associations, the tables and chairs that were broken every three days, the rogue diners who bullied the weak and refused to pay, etc., must be troubles that he often needs to deal with. So even if personal safety is guaranteed, this is by no means a good place.

Also, if it is a truly unconstrained extrajudicial place, people will release their desires without restraint. Any serious crime may happen anytime and anywhere, and chaos is an inevitable trend.It will never form such unspoken rules that seem chaotic, but are actually gentle.

Therefore, it is not that there is no one to control it, but the person who manages its order is not the Ministry of War.

Who is its real manager?

After thinking for a while, Rong Yuan came up with the answer.

——The bosses of the major arenas.

Why is it not allowed to kill or maim in private fights?Because most of the people here are arena players, their value can only be realized in the arena battles.If he was beaten to death or disabled in private, it would mean that the boss of the arena lost a large amount of money virtually, which was naturally not allowed.

And this unspoken rule can be strictly abided by these lawless guys in Yin Mu's view, which means that those who violate it must have paid a very painful price.

In Yinmu's view, the job security of the Armed Forces Department stationed on the first floor played a role in maintaining basic order.But Rong Yuan guessed that their real role should be mascots with a symbolic meaning, and sometimes they might deal with some people in the name of the official, but in fact most of them are minions driven by the arena.

But seeing Yin Mu's expression of absolute confidence in what he saw, Rong Yuan sighed silently and didn't say much.

Anyway, the director general's meeting two days later... If all goes well, these things will be terminated, so it's not bad for him to maintain this optimistic cognition.

Speaking of which, Yin Mu looks tough and vicious on the surface, but he is actually a mess of innocence. He belongs to the kind who has been sold and has to count the money.It's no wonder that he was so confused by Mapp and his subordinates that he didn't know what the problem was.

but……

Rong Yuan thought of the old man with the broken arm that day.

Although he looked old and haggard, his cold and sharp eyes were very impressive.

With such a person by his side to assist, presumably Yinmu will not repeat the same mistakes in the future.

The two discussed in low voices for a while the details of their actions a few days later, and Yin Mu ate up the whole table like a storm.He wiped his mouth and called for the bill. Because he had a good impression of the boss, he also gave a generous tip.The square-faced boss smiled happily, bent down repeatedly to express his thanks, and ran over to help them lift the curtain when the two were going out.

Rong Yuan took a closer look at him.

The face is really square, and the mandible and chin are almost drawn into a straight line.The eyes were squeezed into a slit by the flesh on the face, and the nose must have been broken more than once, and it hadn't been treated in time, so the bridge of the nose was a bit crooked.

The figure also continued the tradition of the first floor, and was very strong, but perhaps because he was used to nodding and bowing, he didn't give people a dangerous feeling.The fingers are short because they are thick, and they are covered with calluses and scars.

He was wearing a linen-colored dress, very ordinary material, with some oil splashed on his chest, and the stains were like the scars on his body, telling his life in these years.

After the two of Rong Yuan went out, they heard a customer shout from inside: "Boss Banjin, bring me some water!"

"Okay! Come now!"

Boss Banjin responded and ran over in a bumpy manner.

Although a few helpers are hired in the store, the boss does not enjoy the leisurely life of the boss at all. On the contrary, he is the busiest person in the store, working as waiter for a while, cook for a while, accountant for a while, As a cleaner, he can be seen nimbly shuttling at any time.

"Okay, let's leave here, I should go to work." Yin Mu touched the small black box hidden in his pocket, and couldn't help lowering his voice and said with emotion: "To be honest, the building on that floor Structural diagram... How did you get such secret information?"

Rong Yuan only said: "Be careful on the road. For the sake of confidentiality, we'd better not meet each other for these two days."

"Okay, okay, I understand." Yin Mu waved his hands and said, "Then you all must take care of yourself, don't accidentally die!"

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

The rush hour for dining was over, the owner of Banjin saw that there were only two tables of guests in the store, and knowing that the guys could handle it, he brought a meal from the kitchen and went upstairs.

Upstairs, the man who was unconscious before was lying in the treatment cabin, his eyes were opened, and he was spitting bubbles boredly.When he saw Banjin come back, he danced happily, pointed at his mouth and gestured repeatedly, as if he couldn't wait to speak.

Banjin walked over and pressed the green button on the treatment cabin, the light green liquid inside was released immediately, and various probes and wires also left the man's body, then the cabin door opened, and the man's hands With a push on both sides, he jumped out naked.

"Be careful, your injury is not healed yet."

Banjin gave a warning, put the food on the table, and saw that the other party didn't even wrap it in a towel, and just sat in front of the table so "openly" and started eating.

He shook his head, sighed, and sat across from him watching the other party gobble up half a bowl of rice in one go, rolling his eyes from choking.Ban Jin hurriedly handed over the water, and seeing him let out a sigh of relief after drinking it, he said, "Shadao, stop. If you continue like this, you will really be beaten to death by them."

While eating, Shadao said vaguely: "Don't worry, I have a measure."

"You have a measure of fart!" Banjin scolded: "If it weren't for Boss Donadika's appreciation of your performance in the arena, do you think you can live to this day?"

"So! As long as the big boss still needs me to make money for him, these people dare not really kill me, so it's fine." Shadao said nonchalantly.

"But how can there be a long-term victorious general in the arena?" Banjin frowned and said, "Your opponent is getting stronger and stronger. I'm really worried that you will die in the next match."

"Hey, don't curse me, okay? Say it! I live a long life!" Shadao yelled in dissatisfaction with his eyes wide open.

"Okay, okay, you live a long life!" Banjin said absent-mindedly, knowing that he has this kind of virtue, and never listens to persuasion, so he asked: "Why did you get beaten by the people from Baquan Club today?" ah?"

"Oh, yes, I saw the guys from Baquan Club sneaking around today, and thought they were going to do something bad, so I followed them secretly. Guess what I found?"

Of course Ban Jin didn't know, so he asked casually, "What?"

"They met with a guy who didn't want to show his face. The guy paid a lot of money and hired them to kidnap an old lady!" Shadao said.

"Kidnapping?" Ban Jin asked, "That old lady must be very rich, right?"

"Who knows! Anyway, I have to go and have a look tomorrow." Shadao put away the finished bowl and said, "Half catty, lend me some money, my savings is not enough to buy a pass to the eighth floor !"

"Don't borrow it! Wouldn't it be nice to keep that little money for food?" Banjin refused, and said while tidying up: "Besides, cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents. Boss Dika's face doesn't work either."

"That won't work! If I don't go, what if the old lady named Mutel is killed by them?" Shadao insisted.

"Bang!"

The dishes slipped from Banjin's hands and fell into countless pieces on the ground.

Banjin's face was as pale as paper, he looked straight at Shadaao, and asked, "You said...the person they are going to kidnap...who is it?"