Unspeakable bubbles

Shura was displeased that Qianbian had spoken first.

He glanced at the cadres in the car, and sure enough, they were all looking at Qianbian with gratitude.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

The little girl waved her hand: "I'll take care of everything."

Section 383, Chapter 382: Surveillance

Garbage was everywhere, and the stench filled the city.

Under the midday sun, several homeless men lay half-dead on the roadside.

The little girl who got off the bus looked around and shook her head in disappointment: "This is the city of sin?"

"It's worse than the garbage dump downstairs from my house. At least the garbage there smells much better than this awful place," one of the Viper's cadres said, frowning.

"This is supposed to be a 'holy city'? Only a madman would live here."

"Damn it, if I had known Libra's headquarters was like this, I would have led my brothers to wipe out their entire base long ago!"

"Damn, seeing is believing, seeing is believing!"

"Bars, brothels, arms dealers, gangs? Without these, what makes it a city of sin!"

"More like a garbage capital."

A venomous snake officer walked up to a homeless man lying on his back, cursing and swearing, and kicked away the basin in front of the homeless man.

"Hey, tell me, is this really the city of sin?"

"This is the city of freedom, though outsiders prefer to call it the 'city of sin'."

The homeless man sat up and scratched his toes: "Brother, I've answered your question, now it's your turn to pay me."

"You want payment too?"

The serpent officer grinned maliciously, pulled out a gun, and pointed it at the homeless man's head: "Old man..."

"Put your gun away and come back!"

Shura had been observing coldly, but when he saw his subordinates' eyes flashing with murderous intent as they prepared to fire, he spoke up to stop them.

"Old man, you're lucky." The Serpent officer glared at the homeless man and put away his gun as instructed.

"hey-hey."

The homeless man chuckled foolishly, as if unaware that he had just narrowly escaped death.

"I have some compressed biscuits on me. If you answer my question, they are yours."

Shura strode over and placed a bag of compressed biscuits in front of the homeless man.

"This is just payment for your subordinates asking me questions. If... uh..."

Shura, expressionless, grabbed the homeless man by the neck: "You may have some skill, but you're no match for me."

"I'll ask you a question, you answer it, or you'll die!"

Shura loosened his grip slightly: "First question, why in broad daylight..."

Before Shura could finish speaking, a poisoned needle flew out of the homeless man's mouth without warning, heading straight for his neck.

"It seems you've already made your choice."

Shura crushed the homeless man's neck and walked towards another person lying on the ground watching the show.

"I ask, you answer."

"Uh, feel free to ask anything you want to know."

Under Shura's gaze, the homeless man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He saw it clearly just now; that poisonous needle, which was impossible to defend against, didn't even pierce the skin of the big guy in front of him.

Such a master of hard qigong is not someone I can afford to offend.

Why are there only a few of you on the street in broad daylight?

"The people in the Free City have different daily routines than those outside; being active at night and sleeping during the day is the norm."

"And you guys?"

"Hey, there are plenty of night owls outside too, right?"

"learn."

Shura nodded and continued, "Where is Libra's headquarters?"

"That's the tallest building in the city center. If you plan to settle in the Free City, you should register there as soon as possible."

What are the benefits of registering? What happens if I don't register?

"If you register, Libra will issue you a 'residence permit,' which will cause a lot of trouble without it."

The homeless man thought for a moment and said, "However, for an expert like you, even without a residence permit, you would live a very comfortable life in the Free City."

"Are all people in the City of Sin under the rule of Libra?"

"How is that possible!"

The homeless man chuckled and said, "Libra isn't that capable, but..."

"If any other dark organization threatens the City of Freedom, everyone would be happy to lend Libra a hand."

The homeless man glanced at Shura: "Any other questions?"

"One last question."

Shura asked earnestly, "Do you like it here?"

"..."

"Of course I love it! I absolutely adore it here!"

"why?"

"Here, there is no restraint, only freedom."

"There is no endless work, no nagging boss who makes you want to slap him to death."

"No need to take responsibility, and no need to worry about dignity."

"No food? Go rob some."

"Want to play with pretty girls? Go rob them."

"If you're good enough, you can have anything here."

The homeless man laughed and said, "Is this place nice or not?"

"..."

Shura frowned; he felt an inexplicable aversion to this so-called 'freedom' of the City of Sin.

"Hehe, you can tell at a glance that you're the kind of person who's been bound by external rules for a long time."

The homeless man said with ill intent, "Now that you've stepped into the City of Freedom, you'd better get rid of those things as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, you will never experience freedom..."

With a "crack," Shura snapped his neck.

"You talk too much nonsense."

After leaving the homeless man's body behind, Shura returned to the little girl's side.

"Sir, I really don't like it here."

"Hmm, let's take another look."

The little girl pointed forward: "We'll get on the bus and it'll take us to the vicinity of the city center."

As it turned out, the homeless man had not deceived Shura.

As soon as night falls, the city of sin comes alive with an astonishing vitality.

The people who had been hiding in the abandoned building during the day suddenly appeared, dressed in various ways.

There were 'big brothers' wearing sunglasses and guns tucked into their waistbands; there were young ladies with smoky makeup and revealing leather jackets; there were young men wearing ripped jeans and dyeing their hair in various colors...

Overall, a 'dark atmosphere' prevailed throughout the city.

"There's a restless feeling about the people here."

The little girl walked down the street surrounded by a crowd, looking around with the curiosity of a child.

"My lord, it's more like you're irritable."

The woman, now a beautiful woman, pointed to the corner: "Those two people drew their knives against each other over a mere argument."

"Indeed, the people here don't have very good tempers."

As they were talking, the little girl heard gunshots from one of the shops.

Shura's expression was somewhat grim: "My lord, this place is practically a 'nation in arms' situation. It's alright when there's no external pressure and everyone's just a disorganized bunch."

"If a dark organization were to invade the City of Sin, and the entire city united against them..."

"Uh-huh"

The little girl nodded absentmindedly, unaware of how much of what Shura said had actually come to her attention.

Shura sighed helplessly. He exchanged a glance with Qianbian and found that the latter shook his head at him.

"..."

He originally wanted to warn the little girl that someone was watching her, but after Qianbian shook his head, Shura gave up on the idea.

'I've noticed everything, how could the adults not have noticed? Since they haven't pointed it out, let them be.'

Section 384, Chapter 383: The Gift