Chapter 941 172. Continue to expand
People on the street listened to wonderful stories all night, but they were still kept in the dark.
These people are divided into three types: the first type is Lame Babu, Dar, and Little Small, who are the former Salted Fish Gang and know the origin of Francois.
The second type is those who were rescued by them, strong and strong, and recruited into the Xianyu Gang. They can vaguely guess the origin of Francois
And the third type is most of the residents who have been divided into herbs and food. They didn't know the origin of Francois, or even the conflict between the Kingdom and Free City, who was good to them and which side they were on.
The first two together numbered more than 80 people, which was almost enough for Francois's next goal: using the Salted Fish Gang as a cover, the Freedom Blade began to take control of the street.
The first step is to let members of the Salted Fish Gang control the streets and guard the entrances and exits of the streets to prevent residents with malicious intentions from tipping off the news.
Then it’s time to clean up the streets. Streets littered with sewage, dead animals, and rats were a breeding ground for plague.
Francois only spent a hundred pounds of black bread to hire a hundred residents to collect the bodies and clean up the sewage, and Dahl complained that 10 pounds of black bread was enough.
"They will be our people in the future, is there any benefit in treating them harshly?" Francois criticized Dahl for this xenophobic mentality, but Dahl was very happy, thinking that he was cultivating himself - —
Francois certainly thought so. He can't handle the workload alone, so he will definitely need helpers to help share the load. Lame Babu is the best candidate, and Dahl and Little Small also have potential.
Francois then followed Dar to the market. The sky was a little gloomy, and the cold wind blew through the deserted market streets, causing the vendors and pedestrians along the street to wrap themselves tightly in their single clothes, and there was a burst of coughing.
In addition to rat meat and hard bread, what is sold on the street is household furniture and various stolen goods.
Francois and others with the Salted Fish Gang looked difficult to mess with, but some vendors recognized them as the people who bought a large amount of rat meat yesterday, and they looked forward to it.
Dahl walked up to a vendor with ease. There was a row of skinned dead rats on the sheet in front of him, and next to him was a price board with traces of repeated wiping.
To a certain extent, the traders are also very powerful. Dahl just bought all the rats yesterday, and he caught so many in one day.
"Why did the price increase again?" Dar said dissatisfied.
The vendor was all smiles: "The wheat outside has become more expensive, and there is nothing we can do about it..."
Money is a cold metal here, and black bread is the hard currency. A pound of black bread could be exchanged for a dead, gutted and leathern rat.
"We all want it, but there is a condition. You teach us how to catch mice."
"This..." The merchant hesitated, worried that if he taught them, he would be less able to sell.
Francois said: "How about we keep all the mice you catch from now on?"
An agreement was reached, and the merchant handed over the skills of making mouse traps. They bought a few more sacks of rat meat and black bread and returned to the street.
The sewage on the street was cleaned up, and the filth in the toilets that smelled bad all day long was also taken out. Although the streets are not as good as those in the inner city now, they are much cleaner than the surrounding streets.
The Xianyu Gang built a tent on the side of the big house to treat the lame Babu, and there was a queue outside.
Little Small went to teach the residents how to make and arrange rat cages, while Francois walked around the streets.
He began to understand why Annan always liked to wander the streets of Liberty City... It was a little inappropriate to say that he was patrolling the territory like a dog, but walking around like this, he watched the surroundings getting better little by little. It is indeed different...
Back at the big house, Dahl was training new gang members. He also proposed to build fortifications at the entrance of the street, but Francois rejected it.
Xing'er City has not yet become corrupted to that extent. If they make too much noise, it will easily attract the attention of the city lord's palace. It's better to hide in the dark and develop... At noon, Xianyu helped set up the cooking pot and grill outside the big house, prepared food for everyone, and watched the magical images together.
The Xianyu Gang took the opportunity to absorb almost all the young adults in this street. The residents were willing to side with Francois, and no one wanted to snitch.
On the afternoon of the second day when Francois came to Star City, the Blade of Freedom began to spread outward.
He personally took the lame Babu to the next street to treat illnesses and save people, and brought the homeless and orphans back to Xianyu Street - this street has its own name, but Francois and Xian The Fish Gang agreed that this name was better.
The residents don’t have any objections. As long as you give them food, they won’t say anything even if you call it Shikeng Street.
Soon, Francois and Lame Barb also became famous in the nearby streets, but no matter when, there will never be a shortage of villains with dark hearts...
Noor dragged his exhausted body back home and fell down on the bed. Just when I was about to fall asleep, I heard complimentary conversations from neighbors behind the thin wooden wall, saying that the Xianyu Street next door treated patients for free and provided relief to the poor.
When he said ‘nothing is lacking’, Noor suddenly lost sleep.
He lay on the hard bed and listened for a long time. He couldn't help but get up and ran to the street. I saw the people my neighbors were talking about.
It was indeed the gangsters from the Salted Fish Gang who maintained order, but the young man standing next to the lame Babu... Noor was sure that he had never seen him.
And how could a guy who looked like a noble get mixed up with a bunch of civilians...
Noor ran to Xianyu Street again and saw several gang members standing guard at the street entrance with their stomachs bulging.
Some guesses popped up in his mind, and then he was seized by the huge surprise, and he couldn't wait to sneak into the city guard's station.
"Sir, I have something important to inform Mr. Spencer..."
The guard did not move at all. Nuer endured the pain and took out a silver coin and handed it over, and then the guards took him to the gate of the city guard.
"Sir Spencer, do you still remember me?" Noor bent down flatteringly.
Spencer, the city guard officer holding his pipe and puffing out smoke, said impatiently: "What's the matter?"
"Sir, as a citizen of Xing'er City, I have always followed the laws of Xing'er City as my guideline. What about you?" I know...just now, I discovered that some people from the Xianyu Gang came to treat the poor and distributed food."
"Perhaps some noble lady is showing kindness?"
"No, that noble is an outsider..."
Spencer sat up straight: "Are you sure?"
"Well! I saw it with my own eyes!"
The thoughtful Spencer put out his pipe, stood up hastily and said: "Lead me the way. But if you are found to be lying... I remember the disappearance of Inigo Street After killing several people, I will throw you there!”
Nur shuddered because he knew what happened to the missing people on Inigo Street... They were all eaten. He puffed up his chest and said loudly:
“I promise it’s true!”
(End of this chapter)