Chapter 194
"Damn it, what's going on?"
The two unlucky diners at the table who were burned jumped up and cursed, slapping the vegetable leaves and meat slices on their bodies and quickly stepped back. The square-faced boss of the store hurried out, rubbing his hands and about to say something, when a cold wind blew in from outside.
Everyone looked towards the door.
The simple cloth door curtain was lifted, and outside stood a man as sturdy as an orangutan, with the door frame only reaching his chin. He bent down and walked in. Through the gaps in the door curtain, the diners could see seven or eight equally sturdy men standing outside.
Now everyone was silent. The two people who had just been scalded lowered their heads and shrank into the corner silently.
The burly man didn't look at anyone else. He bent down, picked up the man lying on the ground like a chicken, looked at him twice, shook him, and threw him to the ground with a bang.
Then he went out.
Everyone heard the man's low and hoarse voice saying outside: "He fainted."
"Humph! Let this guy keep meddling in other people's business! Let's go!"
A group of people left like the wind, and the air in the store seemed to start flowing again.
"Come on, come on, drink, drink!"
"Where were we just talking about?"
"The Baquan Club is still so domineering!"
"My son also wants to join the club... Alas, I can't control my children when they grow up!"
Some people were drinking, some were chatting, and some people expressed their opinions on what had just happened, but most people were obviously accustomed to this kind of scene and were not even interested in discussing it.
The two unlucky diners pulled the boss aside and started arguing for a while. The boss apologized with a wry smile, waived their meal bill, and served them a new table of dishes. Only then did the two sit down again contentedly.
Then the boss hesitated for a moment as he looked at the man on the ground who seemed to be breathing his last. He sighed, and asked two waiters to carry the man upstairs to his home. He also cleaned up the garbage and pots and pans on the ground, and moved a clean table to its original place. Everything was as if nothing had happened.
Yinmu ate for a while, and seeing Rongyuan still looking over there, he took a sip of wine and said, "Have you ever seen such a scene before?"
Rong Yuan smiled but didn't answer.
Yin Mu said, "This kind of thing happens a lot on the first floor. Look at the people here. They are used to it. The owner of this store is a good person. If it were another store, they would probably just kick the person out and not care about it anymore."
"Do you know this boss? What's his name?"
"I seem to have heard people call him Ban Jin before, I don't know if it's his real name." Yin Mu said: "But no one on the first floor cares about this, many fugitives from other planets use aliases."
"It's so chaotic here, the Fighting Department doesn't care?"
"I can't control it." Yinmu sighed, "Although the fighting department has a large number of people, if there are 100,000 people on the first floor, 80,000 of them are lawless guys. This is their way of life. Unless these people are all arrested and locked up, there is no way to control them. Therefore, the responsibility of the first-level fighting department is just to maintain a basic order. For the rest, they have their own rules. Just like the guy just now, although he was beaten badly, he can actually move freely tomorrow after using the healing device. Not to mention the loss of life, there are few broken arms and legs."
"That's much better than I thought." Rong Yuan said with some surprise.
I originally thought that in such a lawless place, people would live with their heads tied to their belts.
" Yes. So this place may seem scary at first, but if you stay here, you will find it is better than other floors. The people here are like wild animals, fierce but simple."
Yinmu said with a smile, and it was obvious that he liked this place very much.
Rong Yuan also smiled but said nothing.
There are some issues that cannot be considered due to Yin Mu's personality.
The reason why he likes this place is because he is very strong. If he lived on the first floor, although he would not bully others, he would not be the one being bullied.
But for the weak, such as the restaurant owner, the protection fees collected by different associations, the tables and chairs that are broken every other day, the rogue diners who bully the weak and refuse to pay, etc., are definitely troubles that he needs to deal with frequently. So even if personal safety is guaranteed, this is definitely not a good place.
In addition, if it is a truly lawless place without any constraints, people will release their desires without restraint, any serious crime can happen at any time and anywhere, and chaos is an inevitable trend. It will never form such unspoken rules that seem to be quite chaotic but are actually gentle.
So, it's not that there is no one in charge here, it's just that the people who manage the order are not the Fighting Department.
Who is its real manager?
Rong Yuan thought about it for a while and came up with the answer.
——The bosses of all the major arenas.
Why is it not allowed to kill or maim someone in a private fight? Because most of the people here are players in the arena, and their value can only be realized in the arena battles. If someone is killed or maimed in private, it is equivalent to the arena owner losing a large sum of money invisibly, so it is naturally not allowed.
The fact that this unspoken rule was strictly followed by these guys, who seemed lawless to Inmu, meant that the offenders must have paid a very painful price.
In Mu's opinion, the combat security guards stationed on the first floor played a role in maintaining basic order. But Rong Yuan guessed that their real role should be a symbolic mascot. Sometimes they might deal with certain people in the name of the official, but in fact they were mostly minions driven by the arena.
However, seeing that Yinmu was completely convinced of everything he saw, Rongyuan sighed silently and said nothing more.
Anyway, there will be a general meeting in two days... If everything goes well, these things will be resolved, so it’s good for him to maintain this optimistic attitude.
In fact, Yinmu looked tough and vicious on the surface, but he was actually very innocent . He was the kind of person who would count money even if he was sold out. No wonder he was fooled by Mapu and his subordinates, and he didn't know what the problem was.
but……
Rong Yuan thought of the old man with the broken arm that day again.
Although he looked old and haggard, his cold and sharp eyes were very impressive.
With someone like him by his side to assist him, I'm sure Yinmu won't make the same mistakes again in the future.
The two of them discussed the details of the action in a few days in a low voice, and Yinmu ate the dishes on the table in a flash. He wiped his mouth and called for the bill. Because he had a good impression of the boss, he gave him a generous tip. The square-faced boss smiled happily and bowed repeatedly to thank them. When the two of them left, he ran over to help them lift the door curtain.
Rong Yuan looked at him carefully from a close distance again.
The face is really square, the mandible and chin are almost in a straight line. The eyes are squeezed into a slit by the fat on the face, and the nose has probably been broken more than once, and it has not been treated in time, so the bridge of the nose is a little crooked.
His body also continued the tradition of the first layer and was very strong, but perhaps because he was used to bowing and nodding, he did not give people a sense of danger. His fingers were short because they were thick, and they were covered with calluses and scars.
He was wearing a linen suit, very ordinary material, with some oil spots on his chest. The spots and stains were like the scars on his body, telling the story of his life over the years.
After Rong Yuan and the other man left, they heard a customer inside shout, "Boss Banjin, give me some water!"
"Okay! Coming right up!"
Banjin's boss responded and ran over happily.
Although the store hired a few helpers, the boss could not enjoy the leisurely life of a boss at all. Instead, he was the busiest person in the store, sometimes working as a waiter, sometimes as a cook, sometimes as an accountant, and sometimes as a cleaner. He could be seen moving flexibly at all times.
"Okay, let's separate here. I have to go do something." Yinmu touched the small black box hidden in his pocket and couldn't help but sighed in a low voice: "Honestly, the architectural structure diagram of that floor... Such secret information, how did you get it?"
Rong Yuan only said: "Be careful on the road. In order to keep it secret, it's better for us not to meet in the next two days."
"Okay, okay, I understand." Yinmu waved his hand and said, "Then you guys must take care of yourselves too, don't die accidentally!"
After the peak dining time, Banjin's boss saw that there were only two tables of customers in the restaurant. He knew that the waiters could handle it, so he took a meal from the kitchen and went upstairs.
Upstairs, the man who was unconscious before was lying in the treatment chamber. He had opened his eyes and was blowing bubbles out of boredom. When he saw Ban Jin coming back, he danced with joy, pointing at his mouth repeatedly, as if he couldn't wait to speak.
Banjin walked over and pressed the green button on the treatment chamber. The light green liquid inside was immediately released with a gurgling sound, and various probes and wires also left the man's body. Then the chamber door opened, and the man supported himself with his hands on both sides and jumped out naked.
"Be careful, your injury hasn't healed yet."
Banjin gave a warning and put the food on the table. Seeing that the other party didn't even wrap himself in a towel, he sat in front of the table and started eating so "openly".
He shook his head, sighed, and sat opposite him, watching him wolf down half a bowl of rice in one breath, choking and rolling his eyes. Banjin hurriedly handed him the water, and when he saw him gulp it down and breathe a sigh of relief, he said, "Shadao, stop it. If you keep going like this, they will really beat you to death."
Shardaao ate and said vaguely: "Don't worry, I know my limits."
"You have no sense of propriety!" Ban Jin cursed, "If it weren't for the fact that Boss Donadica appreciated your performance in the arena, do you think you would be alive today?"
"So that's it! As long as the big boss still needs me to make money for him, these people won't dare to really beat me to death, so it's okay." Shark Dao said nonchalantly.
"But how can a general always win in the arena?" Ban Jin frowned and said, "Your opponents are getting stronger and stronger. I'm really worried that you will die in the next game."
"Hey, stop cursing me, okay? Say it quickly! I hope I will live a hundred years!" Shark Dao shouted with dissatisfaction, staring at him.
"Okay, okay, I wish you a long life!" Ban Jin said absentmindedly. Knowing that he was just like that and never listened to advice, he asked, "Why did the people from the Ba Quan Club beat you up today?"
"Oh, yes. Today I saw some guys from the Baquan Club acting suspiciously. I thought they were going to do something bad, so I followed them secretly. Guess what I found?"
Ban Jin of course didn't know, so he asked casually, "What?"
"They met with a guy who dared not show his face. The guy spent a lot of money to hire them to kidnap an old lady!" said Shardao.
"Kidnapped?" Ban Jin asked, "That old lady must be very rich, right?"
"Who knows? Anyway, I must go and take a look tomorrow." Shardao put down the bowl of food he had just finished eating and said, "Banjin, lend me some money. My savings are not enough to buy a ticket to the eighth floor!"
"No! Wouldn't it be nice to keep that little money for food?" Ban Jin refused, and said as he packed up: "Besides, cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents. If you continue to interfere in the affairs of the Baquan Club, I'm afraid that Boss Donadica's face will be useless."
"That won't work! If I don't go, what if the old lady named Muter is killed by them?" Shardao insisted.
“Bang!”
The dishes slipped from Banjin's hands and broke into countless pieces on the ground.
Ban Jin's face turned pale as paper. He looked straight at Shardao and asked, " Who do you think they are going to kidnap?"
