Fang Zhou, how did they see me?

Shi Huaiya growled softly and screamed with envy.

"You said, I won't be an old lady in a few decades, and you will still be so young, right?"

"I do not know."

Bai Yuan shrugged.

But Shi Huaiya's face drooped.

She decisively skipped the topic that made her unhappy again.

"By the way, Bai Yuan, when you were in Longmen, did you look forward to the Spring Festival?"

Bai Yuan shrugged indifferently and said, "I don't care. After all, no festival is meaningful to me."

"Besides, the core of a festival like the Spring Festival is reunion, reuniting with family."

"At that time, I was at Longmen and no one could see me."

"But I was pretty good at entertaining myself back then. I would randomly find a family, sit next to them while they were having dinner, and listen to them chatting about family matters."

Hearing Bai Yuan say this.

Shi Huaiya actually fell silent.

Her mind already flashed back to the time when Bai Yuan used to sit alone and watch other families happily reuniting, while she could only entertain herself alone.

The thought of this.

Shi Huaiya couldn't help feeling sad.

Look at Shi Huaiya's expression.

Bai Yuan grinned.

"What's wrong with the little rich girl? Are you feeling sorry for me?"

Shi Huaiya turned her head and pursed her lips: "No, I don't feel sorry for you."

"I just felt that you looked a little pitiful at that time, just a little pitiful."

"Yes! It's like seeing a pitiful little animal huddled aside. That's right."

I thought of a normal reason.

Shi Huaiya's voice also became louder.

"but……"

Shi Huaiya's originally arrogant expression suddenly turned gentle at this moment.

A bright smile appeared on her delicate face, giving off a feeling that all flowers pale in comparison to her smile.

"But you won't be lonely this year, right? I'll be with you this year."

Shi Huaiya raised his chest and reached out to pat his bulging chest.

"Even though I'm the only one here and there aren't many people, it's better than no one at all~"

Looking at Shi Huaiya's smile that was as bright as the sun, Bai Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hahaha~"

"Then I really thank you."

"It's okay, we're all family!"

Shi Huaiya walked over, stretched out her hand and stood on tiptoe, ready to put her hand on Bai Yuan's shoulder, but her hand suddenly slipped past.

Bai Yuan immediately mobilized his strength so that his body could touch Shi Huaiya, and then he stretched out his hand and grabbed her, and the two of them held hands together.

"It's so unfair! Why can only you touch me and I can't touch you?"

Shi Huaiya squeezed Bai Yuan's hand hard in protest.

“I don’t know why this feature exists.”

"Anyway..."

"Thank you for what you said just now. After listening to you, I feel a little happy in my heart."

"Only some?"

Shi Huaiya looked over.

"Very happy, very happy, okay~"

"Okay?!"

"You said that to the girl who spent the New Year with you, right?"

Shi Huaiya raised her hands in protest.

……

……

At this time, in the Longmen slums.

In stark contrast to the lively atmosphere of Longmen’s main urban area and upper urban area, the slums are not overly festive.

There are prerequisites for being happy.

Being well fed and warmly clothed is the prerequisite for a happy celebration.

But in the slums, it is a big problem for ordinary people to have enough to eat, not to mention the busy main city area with lights and decorations. What to eat tomorrow is a big problem.

Same as ordinary poor people.

These gangs are having a rare and difficult time.

The big hand of the God of Order is like the sharpest sickle in the world.

He ruthlessly cut down all the gangs, big and small, in the slums one after another. Then the Rat King stretched out his big hand and immediately took control of the gang's original territory before the other gangs could react.

The cooperation between the God of Lawfulness and the Rat King is so smooth that one cannot help but suspect that the God of Lawfulness is the Rat King's man.

Even though the gangs have formed an alliance around the three largest gangs in the slums.

Still can't escape the fate of being slowly cut and eaten away.

And on this New Year's Eve.

Mr. Zhang of the Sanmen Society summoned the leaders of the other two gangs and other gangs, big and small, to hold a meeting in his territory.

"Mr. Zhang...you called us together for a meeting. Do you have any countermeasures?"

The leader of a medium-sized gang asked excitedly.

As soon as he asked.

The others immediately became excited.

Everyone is waiting for Mr. Zhang's answer.

Even the leaders of the Wanxiong Gang and Qingtian Sect, Jinxiong and Master Yi, were somewhat puzzled.

Because they don't know anything either.

As one of the three most powerful gangs in the Longmen slums, if there is any solution, perhaps a large-scale meeting is needed. Generally, the three of them need to hold a small meeting in private first, and then hold a large meeting after confirming that it will not harm the common interests of the three.

And today.

Mr. Zhang obviously did not tell the two of them that he had held this meeting.

Faintly.

Master Yi and Jin Xiong had a bad feeling in their hearts.

Although this premonition is very slight.

But as the leader of a gang, caution is a must.

Even though the three of them are currently on the same front.

But at the end of the day.

If there is no Rat King.

The three of them will start fighting immediately.

The slums can only accommodate one king.

"I called everyone here today, so I naturally have a method..."

Old Zhang spoke slowly and his eyes were deep, but there was a hint of madness in them, as if there was an innate power hidden in his body, which was subtly controlling his body and his thoughts, making him like an island running on a track, unable to deviate from the track.

You can only follow the track until darkness.

"Very good!!!"

There was an uproar below.

Many gang leaders even laughed.

Only the leaders of a few large gangs were not laughing.

Because their vision is higher.

I know even more that there is no perfect way to save them now, the only way is the last one.

Old Zhang looked at the many excited gang leaders present with a smile.

He spoke almost instinctively.

"Since both the Archangel of Law and the Rat King have already pushed us to the brink, I suggest that we wait until midnight, when the Spring Festival arrives, and gather the infected and the poor in our respective territories to launch a riot."

Speaking of which.

Old Zhang's eyes were gradually filled with madness.

He was somewhat unable to control himself.

"Let's charge out together, out of the slums, into the main city, into the upper city! Let the Rat King, let Wei Yanwu see what the price of forcing us into the slums is!!!"

As soon as these words came out.

There was silence.

No one spoke.

The gang leaders who were still excited in the last second and waiting for the method that Mr. Zhang came up with were all stunned where they were, and for a moment they were actually at a loss.

"Kill...Kill them all..."

Many people know it.

This is their final trump card to fight against the Rat King.

It is also their trump card that has enabled them to live safely in the slums for so long.

but……

Although it is a trump card.

But no one wanted to use it.

It's like the ultimate weapon.

It can only be used as a deterrent, not for actual use.

Because this is no different from self-destruction.

Once used, they simply cannot survive.

The Rat King would not consider any rules, just like when people are chased by dogs, most of them will run away. But once they are bitten, they will not run away, but fight back madly, ignoring all previous concerns.

The same goes for the Rat King.

If the slums really rioted and killed a lot of people.

Then the Rat King's concerns will be completely broken.

He will no longer be lenient.

Perform the most thorough cleaning possible.

"I...we..."