"My name is Faye."
"Fay·Foroisin丨Fay·Foroisin."
"Yes, I'm here to receive government relief. This is my ID card."
There was a long queue, and a young brown-haired girl stood in front of the director's counter and watched.
However, not long after autumn began in early September, she came to the Civil Affairs Hall wrapped in cold clothes to collect supplies——
——The elder sister who signed the stamp in the office took a closer look at the little girl, and felt a sense of intimacy when she saw clearly the origin of human race.
"Irishman?"
Fayi nodded, as if he would never wake up, crossed his hands and rested his arms on the counter, leaned forward and said.
"Yes, ma'am."
Sister: "Little Rose?"
"That's right." Fayi continued to explain: "My name was given by my mother, which means - give vitality and creativity as blessings to Rosalin and little rose."
The basic situation of Miss Fayi is written on the resident relief application form.
Two years ago, she still owned a home——
——The 39th District is not a peaceful place. Crazy Butterfly likes it very much. This large area has a large population, dense cities, and is well connected. It is the transportation hub of the Southwest Railway Network and a paradise for wanted criminals.
Miss Fay once had an eldest brother who later became a member of a war gang. Her father took his eldest son to find a way out, while her mother took her daughter and left without saying goodbye, fearing that the father and son would make enemies.
Until the unknown came and the criminals killed the thief's leader and were punished, Miss Fayi became a special family in need of relief and care. Her father and brother were killed in the pre-dawn riots.
Every half month, counselors from the war group or militia organization will visit the mother and daughter to talk with them about their current situation and the future. We must try our best to minimize the damage caused by the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult, so that this family that has lost its main labor force can be rejuvenated.
The family members of criminals must undergo strict background checks before they can receive this relief. Miss Fay was not eligible to receive this money - after all, Ao Mingde is a shrewd business cat and will not lose money. thing.
Criminals' money usually goes to their families. These families who have received ill-gotten gains should be self-reliant. If they have the money and legs, they don't have to let society support them.
But Fay's mother knew this -
——The couple want to continue living in District 39 and find a job in their hometown, but they have to face a bad debt left by their husband and son.
How much trouble have these two war gang remnants caused for them? As long as they carry the name of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult, the life of this orphan and widowed mother will never be peaceful.
In order to get this relief, Fayi's mother made several riots at the Civil Affairs Office, trying to get the war group and militia to protect them, but all failed.
To this day, Faye Frosalin is able to obtain this money all because of her mother's righteousness and her mother's self-sacrifice - literally, her mother committed suicide.
"How have you been recently?" The eldest sister asked Fayi not to leave in a hurry and to chat more with the little girl.
Fayi got the signature and was a little confused: "I live in public rental housing, which is pretty good."
The eldest sister was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to ask. She only knew that this girl was very pitiful and always wanted to comfort her.
"Well, things don't change for me."
Miss Fay interrupted: "Thank you."
Sister: "Did the militiamen go to your home to see you?"
Miss Fay: "They come often and tell me to be strong and not to be as fragile as my mother."
Sister: "Hey, I also think we should be optimistic and positive. We have survived such hard days, right? Why... why can't I think about it all of a sudden?"
"You should say that, sister." Fayi tried his best to open his eyes, revealing his beautiful eyes like bloodstone: "The two men in the family are not up to par. They want to get ahead, make money at all costs, and believe in cults - I My mother may have a psychological shadow, and she doesn’t believe she can find any support in life.”
The eldest sister's expression darkened: "That's right."
Fayi was very open-minded: "What can we do? Are we going to go to another city and start over? Find another man to marry? Who can value a poor man? Or a criminal's family?"
The eldest sister pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.
"My mother left very resolutely. She didn't even leave any last words to me. She was probably afraid that I would be sad." Fayi glanced away, her eyes red and she gritted her teeth: "I remember the day before, she and I had a fight, just because of the house. The ceiling was leaking, so I said let’s spend some money, just forty yuan, and call a man who can fix the water pipes and floor drains to come and try.”
"She didn't listen, she just wanted to do it herself."
Fayi became more and more excited, holding the signed document, the paper was wrinkled.
"She climbed onto the tripod, then fell off, grunting in pain."
"When I go to care about her - she scolds me."
"It's fine now! It's fine now! You're happy! Your curse has taken effect!"
"I really shouldn't care about this! It's all my own fault!"
Fayi roared softly and danced.
"How about we stop living? I'm so angry with my mother and quarrel with her."
"I'm just joking. I'm just joking. I feel like I'm going crazy."
"I thought it would be nice if there was a man at home? At least he could dig out the water pipes in the ceiling and plug them up."
"That night, I nestled in the quilt and sent another message to my mother on my mobile phone. I thought if I couldn't sleep well, I wanted her to sleep well too, so I asked her again -"
"——How about we stop living?"
Fayi didn't speak for a long time. His expression was so scary that the clerk at the counter didn't dare to answer for fear of irritating the little girl.
"She sent me an [OK] look and left."
As she said this, she suddenly breathed out a sigh of relief, stood up and bowed to her eldest sister, thanking someone for listening to her complaints.
"sorry"
Eldest sister: "Hey! FF (abbreviation for Faye Florsalin)! Wait!"
"Is there anything else?" Miss Fayi pinched Hanyi's sleeves and wrapped them tightly around her slender body.
She saw the queue behind her, and the looks in their eyes frightened her——
——There are all kinds of people who come here to receive relief.
Most of them are middle-aged and elderly people who have lost their labor force, or are orphans and young children.
The eldest sister thought for a while and asked cautiously: "FF, have you found the right man?"
Faye Frosalin's thoughts are very simple. She wants to re-enter this society, to be freed from loneliness, and to have a normal social identity. Re-establishing a family is a shortcut. Unlike her mother, she does not have such a terrible psychology. obstacle.
"Um."
"Hey!" The eldest sister immediately beamed and asked the next resident to come and stamp the seal. While working, she chatted with Fayi about daily life. When she heard the good news, she almost smiled from ear to ear. "Where are you from? How old is the young man? ah?"
Fayi did not leave immediately. She talked to her eldest sister about the man who suddenly walked into her life.
"He's a Hispanic guy who often brags to me about his work - he says he was an apprentice in an unknown workshop and the gunsmith was his teacher."
When the gunsmith was mentioned, there was obviously some commotion in the team. People here more or less had family members who had gone astray and died at the hands of the gunsmith.
They are either fearful, hateful, or relieved, and they just feel that their loved ones deserve what they deserve.
Faye Frosalin continued: "His name is Billy. He used to be a caregiver for the militia. He was injured in the battle and transferred to the logistics to take care of our special families. He also has a good brother, and both guys are very funny. People are happy.”
"Ah" the eldest sister was stunned for a moment. To be honest, she didn't expect FF to be able to have such a relationship. She thought about it carefully——
——If this girl’s mother knew something about it, she might also be happy for her daughter.
But as soon as she thought of this, the eldest sister immediately shook her head - wouldn't this become a human flesh business? If the old mother had not died, her daughter would not have been so blessed! No, no, no! This is not true!
Just when the eldest sister was still struggling with herself, Miss Fayi left silently, took her signature to the material management office, and received next month's oil and grain receipts and blood butterfly consumption coupons. She was very grateful to Ao Hen. Mingde showed his generosity and bowed to thank the staff one by one, then slowly walked out of the Civil Affairs Hall——
——Before leaving, you can still hear the gossip behind you.
"That young lady is so pretty!"
"Is she a child from a criminal family? I hope she can accept thought reform as soon as possible. She can come out of the shadows and return to society."
"Now that you tell me, I want to be a counselor too! Hey! Maybe I can find the widow of a big shot in the Crazy Butterfly Sect! Those are all beautiful concubines, either celebrities or models!~"
"It's too late! What are you thinking about? It's been two or three years! It's too late for you to sign up for reserve service! Where are the cults now?"
She quickly left this place of right and wrong, feeling both ridiculous and terrifying, and rushed to the fresh food market——
——Her beloved brother Billy was waiting for her there.
Crossing two streets in the downtown area, she deliberately avoided the rare shop managed by the hybrid beasts. She felt that these beasts were barbaric and terrifying, and finally came to the river fresh market on the banks of the Taiyun River.
"Billy!" Foianini saw the figure of Faye Frosalin from more than fifty meters away. He punched his good brother's creaking nest and asked Billy to cheer up: "Your partner is back! Quick, quick, quick!”
"Hurry up! Let her come by herself!" Billy was busy with the live broadcast. After the gunsmith left, the small orders in the workshop were quickly completed. Without Jiang Xueming to check the big projects, he and Fuyani Ni simply can't figure it out.
Whenever he is on vacation, he will bring various equipment, various psychic probes and anti-counterfeiting props, buy himself sky-high insurance, and go to various places to punish illegal traders, which is also a kind of righteous act.
At this moment, Billy's ambition is very strong, and he can't care about FF - it's just a blind date.
He wants to compete with the boss of Hexian in a battle of wits and courage, and all his energy is focused on the two ghost scales in front of the market gate——
——This weird weighing scale can empty the wallets of travelers and destroy the tourism industry in Taiyunjiang Branch and Xiaoluoyang.
This is the case in Faye Florsalin's hometown. Anonymous people can punish monsters, and the little devils under the monster's hands will slowly turn into various charlatans before they are dead.
"Oh! Oh oh oh oh!" Billy stood up suddenly and finally saw the ingenious mechanism of the ghost scale's operation.
Ignoring Faye Florsalin, he carried the Hexian shop sign, carried the insurance contract and the gun and rushed all the way to the hotel manager's office. Several security guards came to stop him on the road. When they saw the battle hero medal of the unknown black stone man, they all moved out of the way silently - everyone knew in their hearts that someone was going to be unlucky again.
"What are you doing! What are you doing! Oh, what are you doing!?"
The hotel manager called Billy the Kid to come to the front desk. His eyes were full of disgust. His suit was wrinkled, his tie was almost torn off, and he smelled of fish. This gentle man turned into a scum.
"Hey! An errand! What are you doing!?"
Billy put down the scale on his shoulder and smashed the restaurant's sign to pieces. All of a sudden, the guests stopped eating and immediately came to watch after hearing the noise.
"Are you in charge?"
The manager's heart sank, knowing that he could not escape, so he said with a smile: "Asshole, we sell Chinese food - we are fellow villagers with you two bosses."
Before he could finish his polite words, Billy jumped onto the weighing platform, immediately tapped the scale, and finally touched the magnet switch. The weight of more than 70 kilograms suddenly rose to 120 kilograms.
"I've seen a fucking eight-liang scale and a nine-liang scale! Are you going to get a five-liang scale at your house?! Are you shaking things up?!"
As early as in District 41, there was such an unlucky guy in Pellerini's Wings of Light, namely Haitang. He was also severely cheated when he bumped into these restaurants.
Billy the Kid took out the insurance policy, pointed at the manager's nose and cursed: "Do you have a conscience? Are you still shameless? My perfect eight-pack abs figure will turn into two hundred on your scale. More than 40 pounds of fat boy!? You can obviously snatch it! And I’ll give you fresh river food for everyone to eat!”
"Hehe. Hehe." The manager's eyes changed very quickly. It only took a second to go from embarrassed and indifferent to fierce and resentful, and then turned into calm and calm: "There must be a misunderstanding! This thing is faulty! Let's do it! We are on site All guests! Today’s order is free! I’ll pay for this meal for everyone! Okay?!”
Billy the Kid scolded relentlessly: "You want to get away with it?!"
The manager immediately shouted: "No more customers from outside! Close the door!"
Billy the Kid then yelled, "You want to get away with it?!"
"Hey! Have you had your meal today?" The manager smiled and said to Billy again, "How about I treat you two to a meal in private?"
Billy the Kid punched the pillar of the porch: "Do you think this matter can be brought to an end?"
The guests all understood what the manager meant. Most of them were backpackers who came to travel. They happened to meet Billy, who was a good guy. They were deceived and it would be best to get their money back. But it is really difficult for them to come and act bravely.
Clark Port in District 39 is a transportation hub. Most passengers only come here to transfer trains and will not stay here for too long. Being able to come to this hotel to check in and eat also acquiesces to the eight-liang rule and requires a paycheck. The local snake pays an IQ tax, and maybe through this relationship, he can say a few good words and find some good tour guides who are familiar with the road.
The hotel manager saw that there were only two people left outside the door. It was Foianini who was broadcasting live on his mobile phone, and Faye Frosalin who had just arrived. There was no one else. He finally had Confidence.
"My errand, please turn off the live broadcast and let's have a good talk."
Billy has no intention of letting this hotel go easily——
"——I have nothing to talk about with you. When the food and drug inspection and market management people come, you can talk to them."
"Does that mean I'm going to die?" The hotel manager licked his lips, a little nervous. He had to be tough, otherwise the job would be ruined: "You want me to pack up and leave? You want all my brothers to be killed by the boss?" Sweep out?"
"Ha!" Billy sneered: "What does it have to do with me!?"
The manager pointed at the guests: "Then I can't afford this meal, guests and family! I can't afford the money, and there's nothing I can do if the compensation process delays everyone's schedule - —It’s all the errand brother who wants to cause trouble for us, and the guests will also be investigated one by one later.”
Billy waved his hand and winked: "I'll take care of it first! Come on, come on, you keep acting like a monster! Keep performing!"
Faye Frosalin looked on with great interest and only found it interesting——
——She had the impression that the nameless people were all high and mighty, but she didn’t expect that Billy and Foianini liked to quarrel with the bullies in the market.
The manager then scolded in a low voice: "You are shameless, right? I do business for my employer, and I am just a part-time worker! Who on this street is not short of something? You can use a ghost scale to check! What about those who don't have a ghost scale?" Then the front desk and back desk changed hands! Fish heads turned into fish bones, fresh meat turned into frozen meat, they are all magicians with precise knife skills! Why don't you check them! Why are you embarrassing me, a little guy!"
"Then I will check them one by one!" Billy said immediately.
The manager yelled: "You will die in an ugly way! How much money do you think you can make per day on just one street in Taiyunjiang's scenic area? If you want to ruin people's jobs, they will kill you! You are too young for the job!" ."
"I have insurance." Billy patted the policy contract and polished the combat hero's medal: "What? Still not convinced? You can't bribe me? You just want to threaten me?"
Faye Frosalin shouted: "Fool! What's the use of money when you're dead!"
"Wouldn't Foianini get rich then? He is the beneficiary!" Billy the Kid laughed loudly: "Finally, one of our dreams came true and we suddenly became rich!"
Foianini laughed and cursed: "Son of a bitch! Hahahahahaha!"
"You have to have some real skills." Billy Boy gently slapped the hotel manager on the face, "Don't block my brother's financial path! I'm not afraid of death. My teacher is a gunsmith. He told us that there are many things in the world. Precious things are much more important than life.”
At this moment, the guests in the hotel also started to shout, and they seemed to not want to ask for money for the meal.
"Hit him! Damn it! This guy is short of money but still thinks he is justified?"
"Hero! Hurry up and call someone over! Can you two beat these security guards?"
"I have a gun here! I have a gun here! Damn it! I finally passed the security check! Don't do it! Wife, don't do it!"
Everything seems to be going in a good direction.
Just the next second, the TV broadcast screen suddenly switched without warning, from the evening news studio to the silent train.
It was an armed special train, belonging to the express train used by the Green Gold Guards to transport prisoners——
——Pellelini Tuon’s face was covered with blood and he showed a terrifying smile to the camera.
"Hehe. Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee."
The immortal has broken free from his cage, regained his consciousness, and regained his freedom during the escort.
"Hahahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
Unable to restrain his inner ecstasy, he turned on the full-channel signal in the armed train, wanting to bring this good news to everyone in the underground world and tell all his companions.
"The gunsmith is dead! The gunsmith is dead!"
He stood up slowly, and people could see the bloody holes in the body of this heinous prisoner, who seemed to have been seriously injured.
He brought the camera to the locomotive. The window seats on both sides, the table and the storage shelves were full of minced meat and organs. The scene was full of horrific traces left by the power of the eye of the storm.
"Come, come! Come and see! Come and see! The gunsmith is dead!"
Like a mentally ill man who had lost his mind and gone crazy, he opened the rubber mat of the connecting plate and pulled out a bloody corpse.
It was almost impossible to see the facial features of the corpse. Pellerini picked up the sticky pieces of meat and pieced them together bit by bit. He completed the face of the "Gunsmith" and finally used the "Heart of Steel" as the human flesh. The decoration of the cake tower is placed on the forehead of the "Gunsmith".
He vomited blood, laughed, and then fell to his knees.
"Hehehehehehehehehehehe."
"The disease is gone, the disease is going to be cured, hehehe."
The camera falls next to Pellerini's head, and the blood grows, eventually covering part of the screen.
This video is not over yet, just like a live broadcast, but no one comes to end it - even if the TV station staff is crazy with anxiety, they still can't forcefully cut off the signal source.
Pellelini's pupils slowly dilated under people's gaze, and when he completely lost his vital signs, his body twitched, and plump flesh worms crawled out of his belly. In the dark and lightless environment, these powerful bodies The strong White Lady could still live for a while, but they were slowly eating away at Pellerini's body. This corpse was made to squirm unnaturally.
The people in the hotel were motionless, as if their thinking was frozen, and they seemed unable to understand what was going on.
No one dared to speak, including the hotel manager who was still shouting, begging for mercy, and struggling just now.
Everything seems to be at a standstill, doubt is constantly dispelling doubt, belief is constantly being overturned. The stories on TV seemed too magical, and people were not mentally prepared. It was like a natural disaster.
At this moment, Faye Florsalin left this place silently.
She dropped everything and almost walked over the walls to return to the public rental housing. She took off her cold clothes and found a tight-fitting, quick-drying suit suitable for quick movements.
She took out a set of traveling gear from the tiles in the bathroom, stuffed them all into the suitcase, and immediately completed the check-in procedures——
——She took out a small iron box, which contained satellite phones of different systems and an Egg of Chaos.
As soon as this vicious flesh ball opened its blood-red teeth, it was subdued by the spiritual pressure emerging from FF's body.
The seemingly frail woman dialed the secret number.
"The gunsmith is dead? Did you see it?"
“Not sure, I find it hard to believe”
"Let's wait for the results of the autopsy."
"Whether it's true or not, try hurting his family and killing his children. Wouldn't you know if you try?"
"I won't do this job." FF's tone was profound and frivolous, as if he was showing off his achievements: "I have collected so much information for Pellerini, got close to the gunsmith's students, and learned about his family situation. I went to the secular world to be a kindergarten teacher, but this guy who failed to live up to expectations was still caught - he was much smarter than me, and he cared more about his life than me. I didn't want to take this risk. I wanted to go back to Shambhala to avoid the limelight. , if the gunsmith really dies, let’s make an appointment to open champagne in Eureka?”
"I'll take this meal."
FF just wanted to hang up the phone——
"——FF, I don't trust you. You seem to have a favorable opinion of the gunsmith's apprentice."
Miss Fay frowned and narrowed her eyes, her face full of sarcasm: "Please!~ I'm not a child, you actually think I can be emotional?"
A question came from the other end of the phone: "Then why did you still stay with these two apprentices after Pellerini was arrested?"
"Experience life! The most important thing in life is experience!" FF squinted and smiled: "Are you worried? How about I go cut off their heads now? Before you conquer Eureka again, get some food and drinks. Come to help the fun?"
An old voice came from the phone.
"No need, don't expose yourself."
(End of chapter)
