Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 702 All kinds of things in the world

The witch who wanders in the dark and mercilessly snatches the souls of sinners with 9mm bullets has gradually become a new urban legend as more and more people die.

Unfortunately, her reputation is not very good. Even in the neighborhood where Witch No. 9 appeared, the public security is so good that people can leave their doors unlocked at night and no one steals anything on the street. Even young and beautiful women dare to go out at night, but she is still cursed at and many people even went to the police station to protest.

It’s not that these people don’t know that public security is improving, but because the criminals who died were either their good sons, good husbands, or good neighbors. In any case, they didn’t deserve to die, even if they were still robbing, working hard, and selling noodles before being shot in the head by the witch.

Unfortunately, the case was classified as a supernatural event, and the local police were perfunctory about it and were unwilling to take action. After all, it was obvious at first glance that this man was not a merciful person, so there was no need to take the risk and they just waited for the higher authorities to take over.

The problem is that the special departments don’t care about this little thing at all. Not even a millionaire died, and no public facilities were damaged. Just a bunch of trash died. Who cares?

Moreover, in the eyes of the knowledgeable special department, the other party is actually very disciplined, has its own range of activities, does not attack official personnel, and the most important thing is that the superpower is just accurate shooting, at least that's what it appears to be. To be honest, they really don't care.

In the absence of official justice, there is private revenge, including by the victims, gang members whose business is affected, and even fools who want to gain fame from it.

But the witch's nine millimeters was too persuasive. After a few people came to reason with the truth, this block was labeled as the witch's and was tacitly regarded as the opponent's territory. Even the witch's pattern was sprayed at the entrance of the block, showing the strategy of joining in if you can't beat them.

This can also be considered a kind of wisdom in life. After all, being unable to win is the biggest problem. Moreover, only the weak adapt to the strong, and the strong never accommodate the weak. The plot where the sect's top master apologizes for his junior sister's suicide under everyone's accusations is impossible to appear here. I am invincible in the world, so of course I don't eat beef.

However, the reason why they are so easy to compromise, apart from the persuasiveness of 9mm, is mainly because witches are only active at night, and as long as they do not actively attack the other party, or are caught committing a crime, the witches will simply ignore them.

So just put some things on during the day and sleep quietly at night. Although your work and rest schedule is reversed, at least your life is saved and you won't lose too much benefits.

Bill, who came to have a free meal that day, talked about this incident with a somewhat emotional expression. The area where he was active was only separated from the other side by a Chinatown, but the public security was very different. Even after years of hard work, he would still be shot by someone while patrolling at night.

Some people were shot because he had arrested them and sent them to jail, some because his business was affected, and some simply because they disliked him. These reasons were enough for them to shoot.

But the witch won't do that, because all the people who shot her in the back are dead. Once this happens, no one will be willing to try it anymore, at least not in the short term.

Moreover, compared to the witch's three days of fishing and two days of drying the net, as leisurely as patrolling her own territory, Bill's daily patrols are comparable to 007, but the results are not very good. How can he not become frustrated?

Although Master Pang always looked disgusted every time Bill came, he would always give him a bowl of chicken soup for the soul at the critical moment to warm his tired heart and rekindle his fighting spirit. After all, he was a rare good man in the Lighthouse Country.

By the way, Bill's idols are Batman and Captain America, and his favorite novel is The Legend of the Condor Heroes. He also subscribes to magazines such as Oriental Yi~ and Reading~, and is very envious of the descriptions in them and is prepared to fight for them all his life.

Even Yan Xu felt the urge to give him a big red flower and applaud after hearing this.

No wonder he would do such a thankless task. The poison must have penetrated deeply into his bones and there is no cure.

I wanted to recommend him Water Margin to see if it could alleviate his symptoms, but now it seems that I should forget it. At most, I can find him a tomb with good feng shui, which will also benefit his descendants. Oh, he is not married and has no children, so forget it.

Yan Xu kept complaining mainly because Bill was too stubborn. If he were a little more tactful or ruthless, he wouldn't be shot in the back every now and then.

Most other street heroes are involved in some gray industries. In fact, this is normal. After all, in the Beacon Country, no one doesn't want to make money, and it is too easy to make money when you have military force.

The better ones are those who rob other criminals, the grayer ones are those who collect protection fees, and the darker ones are those who directly participate in some illegal businesses.

It can only be said that the tolerance level of the people of Lighthouse Country for superheroes is unexpectedly low. Basically, as long as they don't kill innocent people indiscriminately and do good things from time to time, they can be considered street heroes. People like Bill who don't care about rewards and benefits are the outliers.

The reason why the public has a high level of tolerance is that as long as there are street heroes, the chances of serious cases occurring nearby are low. If there are super criminals, they will first target those street heroes instead of ordinary people. This is equivalent to acting as insurance.

After Yan Xu, who was transformed into Witch No. 9, showed her strength, someone took the initiative to send money to her door and said that the money would be provided every month.

Yan Xu did not refuse, because taking the money did not mean that he would let him off the hook. After testing him once, the other party chose to continue to abide by the witch's rules, that is, the night belonged to the witch, and they would work during the day.

They choose night mainly because it is beneficial to their natural protective color. They can just lie on the ground and pretend to be a shadow.

But it doesn't mean they can only work at night, which means the existence of the witch didn't interrupt their business, it just changed the business hours.

Although it is inevitable that there will be some impact, as long as you compare the difference in military strength between the two sides, you will feel that this loss is tolerable.

But what Yan Xu found interesting was that some people relied on imitating witches to protect themselves.

Wearing black tights and high heels, as long as the appearance and figure are not too bad, no one wants to try it out, so it has become the best means of protection for some women who have to go out at night. Of course, it has also become a new set of clothes added to some special professions, which requires extra money to unlock.

Without the challenger, the night patrols became more and more boring, but Yan Xu soon found new fun, which allowed him to observe the various aspects of human life.

Compared to the East and West that Yan Xu was familiar with, especially the slums in the Lighthouse Country, the emotions were passionate and undisguised, although mostly malicious and negative.

There is no way. In the East, one can still change his destiny through studying, at least living a relatively decent life is not a problem. But in the beacon country where knowledge is directly equated with money, one has to bear a heavy student loan from the first day of school, and not everyone is qualified to bear it.

For those who can only happily attend public schools, the chances of attending a good university are despairingly low, because the threshold to university is there. If you don’t have knowledge as a stepping stone, you can only have money, and if you have nothing else, you can’t even get in the door. This is the reality.

(End of this chapter)