Chapter 88: Professional house demolition?
The store that was bombed last time was on Island No. 2, and this time we are going to Island No. 3, which is also an illegal area and the atmosphere on the island is similar.
The edge of the town looked run-down, with many damaged houses crumbling because no one had repaired them for a long time.
Here, knife marks and bullet holes have become the most common decorations.
What was outrageous was that a corpse in a navy uniform was hung at the door of a room, and there was a sign next to it with vague handwriting saying something like "Navy men entering will die" or some other warning.
The tattered white uniform fluttered in the wind, looking particularly eye-catching here - a navy soldier had died here at some point and no one had even collected his body.
According to Zhang Da's understanding of Major General Kadaru and Lieutenant Colonel T. Pengen of the 66GR Naval Base, these two people are the kind of people who care about their subordinates very much. This is probably what happened before they were transferred here.
Perhaps the former commander of the Chabaodi Navy felt that there was no need to make a fuss over a small soldier.
"The atmosphere here feels so depressing." Rui Mengmeng said in a low voice.
Zhang Da also said: "This is the lawless zone, hiding most of the ugliness in the Sabaody Archipelago."
Taking advantage of the fact that there were not many people on this road, they could chat in a low voice, but it was still inappropriate to speak loudly because there might be people living or hiding in those dilapidated houses on the roadside.
Altria pulled Zhang Daye and Rui Mengmeng forward without saying a word. Her role now was to prevent them from getting separated.
Tom squatted on Zhang Daye's shoulder and looked around. Although it was not his first time here, he still didn't like the atmosphere here. Tom couldn't help but hold Zhang Daye tightly.
"Hiss... It hurts, Tom, please be gentler and retract your claws." Zhang Da also felt that his shoulder might have been pierced by the sharp claws, so he reached out and touched Tom.
"Huh? Why are you so angry? Did you see something scary?" Zhang Da also felt that Tom was trembling a little, but there was nothing scary about it. It didn't sound scientific.
Rui Mengmeng reminded: "Boss, don't you think that when the wind blows through those broken houses here, the sound it makes is like a ghost's cry?"
"..." It was true. The strange sound of the wind and the dilapidated buildings did create a horror movie atmosphere. Zhang Da consoled him, "Don't be afraid. It's just the sound of the wind. No matter how scary the atmosphere here is, can it be scarier than the ghost story I told you?"
Tom shuddered even more as he remembered the ghost story.
"Boss, you'd better not say that."
Zhang Daye: “…”
Fortunately, they entered an inhabited area soon, and the terrifying and gloomy atmosphere dissipated, making Tom feel much more at ease.
Most of the houses here have their doors and windows tightly closed. Even if ordinary people want to buy some necessities, they are in a hurry and dare not even look around for fear of bumping into anyone.
Only those with a fierce aura would stride forward without restraint, but people would often fight over minor frictions.
This is probably the chaos that Hulse was talking about. At least in the past, ordinary people didn’t have to be so nervous when going out.
Soon Zhang Daye and his friends found a slave trading shop, quietly slipped in, closed the door, and considerately helped the owner hang up a sign saying "temporarily closed".
This shop was different from the last one, it was a bit bigger, there were over thirty slaves in the display cases, and there was a customer in the shop when the door was closed.
"I've decided on this one. It looks the strongest and should be very durable." The man looked like a minor noble, with a butler-like follower by his side. After choosing and selecting, he finally chose a tall man.
The shop owner praised with a flattering smile: "Oh my, customer, you have a good eye. This is one of the best slaves in our shop. According to the identification, it may have the blood of the long-legged tribe. It is definitely a rare type!"
In fact, he was bragging. If it were a long-legged tribe, he would have sent it to the auction house long ago. Those rare species have always been hot commodities, and he would definitely make more money than keeping them in his store.
However, the buyer seemed to take it seriously: "I only thought he was strong, but I didn't expect he had such a rare bloodline. No wonder he is so tall."
The slave who was led out of the display case by the clerk had a look of despair on his face. He didn't know what kind of torture he would face in the future, but he still had concerns and was reluctant to commit suicide.
Those who were not selected breathed a sigh of relief, but then became sad because this day would come to them sooner or later.
"Bang!" There was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the shop owner, the clerk, the young nobleman and his entourage all fell to the ground.
The four of them stretched their arms forward in unison, with their feet raised, in a standard ground-falling posture, except that it wasn't cute at all.
With a clang, the iron chain fell to the ground. The slave who was being led by the clerk staggered and stood firm again, looking at the scene in surprise.
Although he looked very happy, he didn't dare to laugh or even move, for fear of being retaliated against.
"ah!"
"hateful!"
“It hurts!”
"What's going on?"
The four of them climbed up, covering their foreheads with their hands, not knowing what was going on, and wanted to see what had tripped them.
Tom, who was invisible
Immediately afterwards, the brooms and chairs in the store flew up and landed on the heads of the four people.
Three people fainted on the spot, and only the clerk covered the red envelope on his head and cried out in pain.
The chair that hit him paused for a moment, and then fell on his head again, successfully hitting his head full of little stars.
The slaves in the shop were quiet for a few seconds, then immediately realized that someone might have come to rescue them, and they immediately became excited:
“Save me!”
"Please save me!"
"benefactor!"
…
Listening to the noisy noises, Zhang Da found a pen and paper on the table, wrote "Let them be quiet", and handed it to the slave who had been led out earlier.
The man took the note, was stunned for a moment, then understood. He immediately showed the note to everyone and made a gesture to silence them: "Calm down, attracting attention from outside will cause trouble for the benefactor!"
Rui Mengmeng has found the key from the owner of the store, and according to what Zhang Daye said, she selectively releases the slaves based on their identities.
The money that the young noble had was almost enough for these people's travel expenses. Watching them leave with many thanks, Zhang Da began to think about how to deal with this store.
Because there are ordinary shops nearby, we are worried about hurting innocent people when using firecrackers or fire prevention.
After thinking about it, Zhang Da also pounded his palm. We have professionals here. "Tom, next is the demolition part, which is what you are best at. Go ahead and demolish this house!"
Several question marks appeared in the air in front of Zhang Daye. They were from Tom's head: How can you slander the innocence of cats out of thin air? I'm just a cute little cat. When did I become good at destroying the house?
