Chapter 317
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Compared with the people's conference room in the western city, the people's room is extremely happy.
Many things happened on that day made them flustered, especially the light red blood mist around them, which made them dare not close their eyes at all, for fear that they would lose the whole blood unconsciously in their sleep.
At this time, the name of blood devil, which was originally only circulated in a very small area, suddenly spread among the residents of the city of magic power like plague. Looking at the blood mist around them, even the people who usually don't believe in rumors began to shake.
Alva's neighbors, the ottons, were even more dilapidated. It was now two days after fighting with the angels. Austin was dizzy and plump, and had not eaten for a day and a night.
The war did not change the city's planned plan. After another free disaster twice as abundant as before, the city government ended the free food distribution as mentioned before, and took it in the form of work relief.
Except for a very small number of orphans and elderly people who have no ability to work, all people have to get their daily work from the municipal government every day. They can exchange their work for food and money. If they work more, they will get more.
Some of the jobs that Auston and others have to do is clean up the drainage ditches.
Oston and his wife could not bear the humiliation of doing the menial jobs at the cost of starving them and their daughter, three in one, all day.
A wisp of red fog wafted in the wind to Mrs. Austen's hand.
"Ah
Mrs. Osten stood up as if she had been shocked, and the shrill cry spread throughout the house, breaking the eardrum.
"Austin, see? I was almost dead, dead! "
Mrs. Osten held her pale left hand tightly, and she seemed to see her blood swallowed by the red fog.
"This damned place! This damned house! Food! I'll have white bread and roast goose, and wine.
Austin, you can buy it for me, now
Mrs. Osten can't stand this life any more.
Leaning against the wall, Austin, who was weak and weak, was startled and whispered, "madam, be quiet. We have neither strength nor position now. If people know that we have gold, we will both die, you know."
He regretted that he didn't take the copper coin with him when he fled, otherwise he would not have fallen to the present situation.
Mrs. Osten's fat face grew more angry, and she lowered her voice and yelled, "Austin, we're both dying. We're starving, you know?
Or you go out to work, and do the same drudgery as the lower class, and bring me the bread, or we will spend the gold
Auston's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd face: "madam, I tried it quietly. My strength is too small. I don't have enough money for my meals."
"What about that? Are we going to starve to death? " Growled Mrs. Osten, whose spittle covered her face.
"Kill!"
"The blood devil is going to eat people!"
Outside the house came the voice of fear, and Austin was about to say something.
The two men did not care to quarrel, looked at each other, and carefully walked to the door, opened a crack in the door.
Outside the house, a woman with shabby clothes and a yellow face was crying in the street with a little boy in her arms. The boy's face was extremely pale and stiff, and he had stopped breathing.
"It's Elsa's widow and her tuberculosis son, whom I've seen before, because her son is exempt from work and can get food for free."
Said Osten in a whisper, a little envious.
Although he didn't have much communication with his neighbors, he still found out the information of his neighbors.
"Aunt Elsa, what's the matter?"
Alva heard the cry and ran out, dark skin with sweat, obviously from the construction site back.
Compared with Austin's frailty, his eyes are calm and have a vision for the future. These physical work is nothing to Alva. The price given by the city government is more reasonable than all the work he has done before, and the money is simple. All these are what he yearned for in the past.
"My son, my son died, it's those bloody demons who do this, and the red fog is that they send out evil spirits to steal children's blood"
"what devil?" Alva was surprised.
"Those black haired people in the city government were disguised by the devil. They were greedy for blood and took my son's life."
"What?"
"You're going to die, too. You're going to die!"
Elsa looked crazy, twisted and resentful, and made Alva step back.
"It's true. It's the devil."
"Pierre also said that he was bitten by the blood devil, and his body was weak."When they heard the noise, people who were already nervous gathered in a big circle, and they were afraid to talk about it in succession. You said what I said, and soon there were many facts that they saw to prove their own ideas.
"Those people in the city government are not very kind. We have to settle with them."
"Kill them, kill them."
"They just use us as domestic animals."
In the inexplicable atmosphere, everyone's anger is directed to the players. They are different and have never appeared. Once there is a disaster, people will attribute the result to them and completely forget the benefits they have received before.
This also has something to do with the fact that players have not shown any aggression against civilians from the beginning to the end. People don't seem to be too afraid of them, and they seem to instinctively feel no danger in the players.
Fear of authority but not virtue is not the characteristic of a particular group, but the character of all human beings. Especially when there is a lack of understanding between the two sides, only narrow-minded racists can classify it as the so-called "root of inferiority" of a particular group.
At last, the more angry the city officials gathered, the more startled the crowd.
"Give way, give way, let me see what's going on."
A group of policemen in black uniforms lined up the crowd. There were more than a dozen of them. They were all powerful men. Most of them had the same similar faces as the residents nearby. Only the central one was a casual and indifferent face with black hair, black eyes and yellow skin.
If there is a player, you can see that he seems to be sleeping on the chicken's nest like head with three small letters of "Heart K". He has the cultivation of building the foundation environment and is responsible for the police force in this area.
Thousands of players seem to be a lot of them, but excluding the practitioners, alchemists, Elixir gardens and the fairies with the most generous treatment, no one is willing to put their time into the boring government affairs after the initial curiosity.
Therefore, although the leaders of the current municipal government team are players, most of them are newly recruited local people, and the players are only responsible for supervision and force support.
Hongtao K was one of more than 100 players who were locked up in baiyunzong like sanpingzi before. Then he went into the secular world to deal with government affairs. However, he didn't have the fighting spirit like sanpingzi. After finishing his regular work every day, he would spend his time on training and playing.
So at present, his official rank is relatively low and his management is not so big.
"My Lord, her son is dead. She said it was the blood devil who killed her son."
Came to the center, there is a capable subordinate immediately to the heart K respectfully said.
"Well."
After Elsa came to live in front of her little red peach inside the body of the boy.
After a moment's induction, he said lazily, "I'm sorry, madam. This is not an extraordinary event.
Your son died of a natural lung disease. I'm not a professional doctor. I don't know what the disease is, but it has nothing to do with the extraordinary. "
Shaking his head, Heart K is not surprised at the daily fuss of these people with little education. After a routine explanation, he plans to leave.
"Wow, what are you doing?"
Turning his head, he saw a group of people with red eyes. They fixed their eyes on his bleeding red internal force fingers. He was startled and his sleepy eyes widened.
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Compared with the people's conference room in the western city, the people's room is extremely happy.
Many things happened on that day made them flustered, especially the light red blood mist around them, which made them dare not close their eyes at all, for fear that they would lose the whole blood unconsciously in their sleep.
At this time, the name of blood devil, which was originally only circulated in a very small area, suddenly spread among the residents of the city of magic power like plague. Looking at the blood mist around them, even the people who usually don't believe in rumors began to shake.
Alva's neighbors, the ottons, were even more dilapidated. It was now two days after fighting with the angels. Austin was dizzy and plump, and had not eaten for a day and a night.
The war did not change the city's planned plan. After another free disaster twice as abundant as before, the city government ended the free food distribution as mentioned before, and took it in the form of work relief.
Except for a very small number of orphans and elderly people who have no ability to work, all people have to get their daily work from the municipal government every day. They can exchange their work for food and money. If they work more, they will get more.
Some of the jobs that Auston and others have to do is clean up the drainage ditches.
Oston and his wife could not bear the humiliation of doing the menial jobs at the cost of starving them and their daughter, three in one, all day.
A wisp of red fog wafted in the wind to Mrs. Austen's hand.
"Ah
Mrs. Osten stood up as if she had been shocked, and the shrill cry spread throughout the house, breaking the eardrum.
"Austin, see? I was almost dead, dead! "
Mrs. Osten held her pale left hand tightly, and she seemed to see her blood swallowed by the red fog.
"This damned place! This damned house! Food! I'll have white bread and roast goose, and wine.
Austin, you can buy it for me, now
Mrs. Osten can't stand this life any more.
Leaning against the wall, Austin, who was weak and weak, was startled and whispered, "madam, be quiet. We have neither strength nor position now. If people know that we have gold, we will both die, you know."
He regretted that he didn't take the copper coin with him when he fled, otherwise he would not have fallen to the present situation.
Mrs. Osten's fat face grew more angry, and she lowered her voice and yelled, "Austin, we're both dying. We're starving, you know?
Or you go out to work, and do the same drudgery as the lower class, and bring me the bread, or we will spend the gold
Auston's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd face: "madam, I tried it quietly. My strength is too small. I don't have enough money for my meals."
"What about that? Are we going to starve to death? " Growled Mrs. Osten, whose spittle covered her face.
"Kill!"
"The blood devil is going to eat people!"
Outside the house came the voice of fear, and Austin was about to say something.
The two men did not care to quarrel, looked at each other, and carefully walked to the door, opened a crack in the door.
Outside the house, a woman with shabby clothes and a yellow face was crying in the street with a little boy in her arms. The boy's face was extremely pale and stiff, and he had stopped breathing.
"It's Elsa's widow and her tuberculosis son, whom I've seen before, because her son is exempt from work and can get food for free."
Said Osten in a whisper, a little envious.
Although he didn't have much communication with his neighbors, he still found out the information of his neighbors.
"Aunt Elsa, what's the matter?"
Alva heard the cry and ran out, dark skin with sweat, obviously from the construction site back.
Compared with Austin's frailty, his eyes are calm and have a vision for the future. These physical work is nothing to Alva. The price given by the city government is more reasonable than all the work he has done before, and the money is simple. All these are what he yearned for in the past.
"My son, my son died, it's those bloody demons who do this, and the red fog is that they send out evil spirits to steal children's blood"
"what devil?" Alva was surprised.
"Those black haired people in the city government were disguised by the devil. They were greedy for blood and took my son's life."
"What?"
"You're going to die, too. You're going to die!"
Elsa looked crazy, twisted and resentful, and made Alva step back.
"It's true. It's the devil."
"Pierre also said that he was bitten by the blood devil, and his body was weak."When they heard the noise, people who were already nervous gathered in a big circle, and they were afraid to talk about it in succession. You said what I said, and soon there were many facts that they saw to prove their own ideas.
"Those people in the city government are not very kind. We have to settle with them."
"Kill them, kill them."
"They just use us as domestic animals."
In the inexplicable atmosphere, everyone's anger is directed to the players. They are different and have never appeared. Once there is a disaster, people will attribute the result to them and completely forget the benefits they have received before.
This also has something to do with the fact that players have not shown any aggression against civilians from the beginning to the end. People don't seem to be too afraid of them, and they seem to instinctively feel no danger in the players.
Fear of authority but not virtue is not the characteristic of a particular group, but the character of all human beings. Especially when there is a lack of understanding between the two sides, only narrow-minded racists can classify it as the so-called "root of inferiority" of a particular group.
At last, the more angry the city officials gathered, the more startled the crowd.
"Give way, give way, let me see what's going on."
A group of policemen in black uniforms lined up the crowd. There were more than a dozen of them. They were all powerful men. Most of them had the same similar faces as the residents nearby. Only the central one was a casual and indifferent face with black hair, black eyes and yellow skin.
If there is a player, you can see that he seems to be sleeping on the chicken's nest like head with three small letters of "Heart K". He has the cultivation of building the foundation environment and is responsible for the police force in this area.
Thousands of players seem to be a lot of them, but excluding the practitioners, alchemists, Elixir gardens and the fairies with the most generous treatment, no one is willing to put their time into the boring government affairs after the initial curiosity.
Therefore, although the leaders of the current municipal government team are players, most of them are newly recruited local people, and the players are only responsible for supervision and force support.
Hongtao K was one of more than 100 players who were locked up in baiyunzong like sanpingzi before. Then he went into the secular world to deal with government affairs. However, he didn't have the fighting spirit like sanpingzi. After finishing his regular work every day, he would spend his time on training and playing.
So at present, his official rank is relatively low and his management is not so big.
"My Lord, her son is dead. She said it was the blood devil who killed her son."
Came to the center, there is a capable subordinate immediately to the heart K respectfully said.
"Well."
After Elsa came to live in front of her little red peach inside the body of the boy.
After a moment's induction, he said lazily, "I'm sorry, madam. This is not an extraordinary event.
Your son died of a natural lung disease. I'm not a professional doctor. I don't know what the disease is, but it has nothing to do with the extraordinary. "
Shaking his head, Heart K is not surprised at the daily fuss of these people with little education. After a routine explanation, he plans to leave.
"Wow, what are you doing?"
Turning his head, he saw a group of people with red eyes. They fixed their eyes on his bleeding red internal force fingers. He was startled and his sleepy eyes widened.
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Compared with the people's conference room in the western city, the people's room is extremely happy. Many things happened on that day made them flustered, especially the light red blood mist around them, which made them dare not close their eyes at all, for fear that they would lose the whole blood unconsciously in their sleep. At this time, the name of blood devil, which was originally only circulated in a very small area, suddenly spread among the residents of the city of magic power like plague. Looking at the blood mist around them, even the people who usually don't believe in rumors began to shake. Alva's neighbors, the ottons, were even more dilapidated. It was now two days after fighting with the angels. Austin was dizzy and plump, and had not eaten for a day and a night. The war did not change the city's planned plan. After another free disaster twice as abundant as before, the city government ended the free food distribution as mentioned before, and took it in the form of work relief. Except for a very small number of orphans and elderly people who have no ability to work, all people have to get their daily work from the municipal government every day. They can exchange their work for food and money. If they work more, they will get more. Some of the jobs that Auston and others have to do is clean up the drainage ditches. Oston and his wife could not bear the humiliation of doing the menial jobs at the cost of starving them and their daughter, three in one, all day. A wisp of red fog wafted in the wind to Mrs. Austen's hand. "Ah Mrs. Osten stood up as if she had been shocked, and the shrill cry spread throughout the house, breaking the eardrum. "Austin, see? I was almost dead, dead! " Mrs. Osten held her pale left hand tightly, and she seemed to see her blood swallowed by the red fog. "This damned place! This damned house! Food! I'll have white bread and roast goose, and wine. Austin, you can buy it for me, now Mrs. Osten can't stand this life any more. Leaning against the wall, Austin, who was weak and weak, was startled and whispered, "madam, be quiet. We have neither strength nor position now. If people know that we have gold, we will both die, you know." He regretted that he didn't take the copper coin with him when he fled, otherwise he would not have fallen to the present situation. Mrs. Osten's fat face grew more angry, and she lowered her voice and yelled, "Austin, we're both dying. We're starving, you know? Or you go out to work, and do the same drudgery as the lower class, and bring me the bread, or we will spend the gold Auston's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd face: "madam, I tried it quietly. My strength is too small. I don't have enough money for my meals." "What about that? Are we going to starve to death? " Growled Mrs. Osten, whose spittle covered her face. "Kill!" "The blood devil is going to eat people!" Outside the house came the voice of fear, and Austin was about to say something. The two men did not care to quarrel, looked at each other, and carefully walked to the door, opened a crack in the door. Outside the house, a woman with shabby clothes and a yellow face was crying in the street with a little boy in her arms. The boy's face was extremely pale and stiff, and he had stopped breathing. "It's Elsa's widow and her tuberculosis son, whom I've seen before, because her son is exempt from work and can get food for free." Said Osten in a whisper, a little envious. Although he didn't have much communication with his neighbors, he still found out the information of his neighbors. "Aunt Elsa, what's the matter?" Alva heard the cry and ran out, dark skin with sweat, obviously from the construction site back. Compared with Austin's frailty, his eyes are calm and have a vision for the future. These physical work is nothing to Alva. The price given by the city government is more reasonable than all the work he has done before, and the money is simple. All these are what he yearned for in the past. "My son, my son died, it's those bloody demons who do this, and the red fog is that they send out evil spirits to steal children's blood" "what devil?" Alva was surprised. "Those black haired people in the city government were disguised by the devil. They were greedy for blood and took my son's life." "What?" "You're going to die, too. You're going to die!" Elsa looked crazy, twisted and resentful, and made Alva step back. "It's true. It's the devil." "Pierre also said that he was bitten by the blood devil, and his body was weak."When they heard the noise, people who were already nervous gathered in a big circle, and they were afraid to talk about it in succession. You said what I said, and soon there were many facts that they saw to prove their own ideas. "Those people in the city government are not very kind. We have to settle with them." "Kill them, kill them." "They just use us as domestic animals." In the inexplicable atmosphere, everyone's anger is directed to the players. They are different and have never appeared. Once there is a disaster, people will attribute the result to them and completely forget the benefits they have received before. This also has something to do with the fact that players have not shown any aggression against civilians from the beginning to the end. People don't seem to be too afraid of them, and they seem to instinctively feel no danger in the players. Fear of authority but not virtue is not the characteristic of a particular group, but the character of all human beings. Especially when there is a lack of understanding between the two sides, only narrow-minded racists can classify it as the so-called "root of inferiority" of a particular group. At last, the more angry the city officials gathered, the more startled the crowd. "Give way, give way, let me see what's going on." A group of policemen in black uniforms lined up the crowd. There were more than a dozen of them. They were all powerful men. Most of them had the same similar faces as the residents nearby. Only the central one was a casual and indifferent face with black hair, black eyes and yellow skin. If there is a player, you can see that he seems to be sleeping on the chicken's nest like head with three small letters of "Heart K". He has the cultivation of building the foundation environment and is responsible for the police force in this area. Thousands of players seem to be a lot of them, but excluding the practitioners, alchemists, Elixir gardens and the fairies with the most generous treatment, no one is willing to put their time into the boring government affairs after the initial curiosity. Therefore, although the leaders of the current municipal government team are players, most of them are newly recruited local people, and the players are only responsible for supervision and force support. Hongtao K was one of more than 100 players who were locked up in baiyunzong like sanpingzi before. Then he went into the secular world to deal with government affairs. However, he didn't have the fighting spirit like sanpingzi. After finishing his regular work every day, he would spend his time on training and playing. So at present, his official rank is relatively low and his management is not so big. "My Lord, her son is dead. She said it was the blood devil who killed her son." Came to the center, there is a capable subordinate immediately to the heart K respectfully said. "Well." After Elsa came to live in front of her little red peach inside the body of the boy. After a moment's induction, he said lazily, "I'm sorry, madam. This is not an extraordinary event. Your son died of a natural lung disease. I'm not a professional doctor. I don't know what the disease is, but it has nothing to do with the extraordinary. " Shaking his head, Heart K is not surprised at the daily fuss of these people with little education. After a routine explanation, he plans to leave. "Wow, what are you doing?" Turning his head, he saw a group of people with red eyes. They fixed their eyes on his bleeding red internal force fingers. He was startled and his sleepy eyes widened. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
