"Pretty boy, new around here?" The two lower-class people with mop heads stood up, swaying as they ca over to Gu Mian, blocking his path.
They kept sizing up Gu Mian from head to toe, wearing an unsettling expression. It seed they've determined the person in front of them wasn't much of a threat. The slightly taller one reached out a hand to Gu Mian, "Give us sothing."
The aning was obvious—they wanted to rob him.
And they spoke with an uncompromising tone, their pitch-black eyes fixated on Gu Mian, as if threatening, "If you don't give, you're dead at."
At this ti, a sparse crowd began to gather around.
Just monts ago, there wasn't a soul in this alley.
Perhaps thinking they found an easy prey, or maybe seeing soone else make the first move, people eager to grab a share erged from the darkness, silently observing Gu Mian from the shadows cast by the buildings.
Behind doors, by the corners, beside the garbage heaps, there were people peeping out.
Even the kid who had just snatched his hard bread appeared from the dark, standing not far away, staring intently at Gu Mian, still having crumbs on his mouth, eager to select the next prey.
Gu Mian looked down at the hand reaching out to him. This hand was calloused, with two scars crossing the palm leaving deep marks, and black gri covered it all, as if engraved in the lines.
The person in front was waiting for Gu Mian to offer sothing.
The people behind him were waiting too.
Everyone here was waiting.
Like an antelope strayed into a pack of wolves, if it showed any fear and a piece of flesh was torn away, the fresh blood would instantly trigger the other wolves into a frenzy, leaving nothing but a broken skeleton.
But Gu Mian was no antelope, and these people might not be a pack of wolves either.
Gu Mian lifted his head, smiling kindly at the man in front, then raised his hand to grasp the outstretched hand and twisted it upward.
Before the man could react, there was a "crack" sound.
Then he felt that the hand he extended was no longer under his control, he looked down in confusion, only to see the hand drooping at an odd angle, as the piercing pain finally hit his brain.
Before he could cry out in pain, he saw the smiling man in front of him reaching for his other hand, and before he could withdraw it, there was another "crack."
The other hand drooped down too.
The doubled pain made his scream extraordinarily loud.
Gu Mian was quite pleased to see the alley once again returned to its previous emptiness, as the lower-class people who witnessed all of it hurriedly left, fearing they would be the next to suffer.
The man with both hands broken quickly stumbled away after a few screams, without even leaving an arrogant threat like "you'll regret this."
There were no laws here, the weak were bullied, those crippled were at the bottom of the food chain; once injured, it was difficult to win in the struggle for food, eventually just stepping toward death.
No one wanted to get hurt, and no one wanted to offend soone who could harm them.
The alley beca even more deserted, the people who were laying on the ground with blankets also disappeared along with their covers, apparently not forgetting to take their belongings as they fled.
Gu Mian originally thought that the Upper Class people here were quite insane, didn't expect the lower-class people to be just as much, they really weren't a family that didn't belong together.
He lifted his foot and continued walking forward.
The first two tis he entered Paradise World, once for a Slaughter ga and once for the Circus, he was directly dropped at the point of destination; this was the first ti he saw where the lower-class people lived.
The ground here was extrely filthy, the lower-class residential area had no drainage system, sewage and waste were everywhere, you stepped on them with every few steps.
The buildings on both sides also matched the vibe of this place, houses piled of substandard materials, with no proper building materials available, anything on hand was used for construction, often leading to different floors of the sa building being made from different materials.
For example, the one beside Gu Mian, the bottom layer was generally built with bricks, seed like they ran out halfway, so the other half was built with stones; looking up further, even stones ran out, and they used mud wrapped with sand; the third layer was thatch, the fourth was a few scattered planks.
Oh, the fourth layer wasn't even completed yet.
Most houses here were tall, almost none below the fourth floor.
The array of construction materials made it look like a junk yard, Gu Mian was trying hard to find sothing like a street sign in this dumpster, to determine his position.
But soon he gave up.
The lower-class residential area likely wouldn't have unnecessary things like street signs.
But Chu Changge was also sent to the lower-class residential area, how did he determine his location to be Rathead Alley?
Gu Mian soon found out.
This alley wasn't long; after walking for a few minutes, he reached the end.
At the end was a house made of sand and earth, with the words "Mantis Tail Street" painted in blue on its wall.
Could it be all the lower-class residential areas were nad after vermin?
Gu Mian saw below the word "Mantis" were two of his own wanted posters, he stepped forward and tore them down, but no special item panel appeared after removing these two posters, it seed only the first wanted poster collected could be used as a special item.
Gu Mian discarded the two wanted posters with his ugly pictures, about to speak in the group when he noticed a row of two-story villas in the distance.
He had reached the end of Mantis Tail Street, beyond that was a vast open space.
Such a large area, yet the lower-class people who loved to build impromptu structures didn't set up their houses here, truly curious.
Looking past the open land, opposite was that row of two-story villas.
Gu Mian could vaguely see a few pale folks walking under the villas, clearly this side was where the Upper Class people lived.
A low wall separated the villas from this side.
Gu Mian estimated, the low wall only reached waist-high, could easily be scaled.
The lower-class people here could easily get over if they wanted to.
Gu Mian observed around again, there were no snipers or anything of the sort, no need to fear being shot if sneaking over.
Yet none of the lower-class people approached that side; it'd be great if they channelled their energy from attempting to rob him, and used it to rob the Upper Class people instead.
Gu Mian didn't plan to infiltrate the Upper Class area imdiately; if caught sneaking in, he'd likely be hunted with submachine guns, he might heroically sacrifice himself before even rescuing Lu Yi.
Better to gather everyone first.
Gu Mian opened the group chat.
007 and Chu Changge had been chatting for a while in there, he briefly skimd through the previous chat record.
Essentially, 007 had a city map in her Ga City, she found Chu Changge's position at Rathead Alley on the map, saying that Rathead Alley was just north of Ga City, not far from her.
Their chat included so nonsensical remarks from Fatty as well, still looking around asking "why isn't the doctor speaking."
Gu Mian started to speak in the group.
[Gu Mian]: I'm at Mantis Tail Street. 007, can you check on the city map roughly where I might be and how far I am from you guys?
There definitely isn't any map in the lower-class area for him to check, he could only rely on 007 to help establish his location.
He thought for a mont and added two more sentences.
[Gu Mian]: By the way, if you two see my wanted poster, tear one off, it's a special item; and can you see an inverted city in the sky from where you are?
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