HCB Chapter 583 Helderland Gang
Chapter 583 Helderland Gang
In the northern part of the Yoda Empire, in a small town under the jurisdiction of Earl Shenlin, the streets are bustling with people coming and going, and the vendors are shouting at the top of their lungs.
"Fresh apples! Freshly picked from the orchard, sweet and crisp. If they're not sweet, I won't charge you!"
"Fine Kusha silk, ladies, come and take a look! This pattern and this texture are hard to find in the city!"
"Shoe repair! Umbrella repair! Their craftsmanship is superb, don't miss it if you pass by!"
However, this apparent prosperity and tranquility is in sharp contrast to the alleys on both sides of the street, which seem like another world shrouded in darkness and sin.
The dark and damp alleys were filled with a pungent smell, a mixture of rotting garbage and flowing sewage.
Beggars huddled in the corner, wrapped in tattered blankets, some even just pieces of rags, barely covering their bodies.
Their faces are haggard and their eyes are empty, as if life has drained away the last bit of hope from them.
The patients lay in shabby shacks, groaning in pain, the sound echoing in the quiet alleys, but they received no effective treatment.
Members of various gangs roamed in the darkness of the alleys, seemingly planning something shady.
"You little bastard, you still dare to run!"
A roar rang out on the street like thunder, and a little girl ran from the street into the alley. She looked no more than seven or eight years old, and her thin body looked even thinner in her loose, tattered clothes.
Her hair was tangled around her shoulders like a clump of dead grass, and her face was dirty, covered in dust and dirt.
Several gang members were chasing closely behind. They were tall and muscular, wearing black leather armor inlaid with metal rivets, looking particularly fierce.
They passed by the beggars sleeping on both sides of the alley. The beggars were awakened by their footsteps, but they only raised their heads slightly, took a look, and then lowered their heads helplessly, continuing to immerse themselves in their own suffering.
The gang members dug through another pile of debris that had piled up in the alley, emitting a pungent smell, but they didn't care and were only focused on chasing the little girl.
"Don't let her get away! Catch her! Catch her! Damn it, how dare you run away from my whorehouse!"
The gang leader shouted loudly. There was a hideous scar on his face, extending from the left corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, making his expression look even more ferocious.
Finally, the men forced the little girl to the end of a small alley, where she faced a high stone wall covered with moss.
The little girl looked back at the gang member, and her trembling little hands pulled out a dagger from her pocket.
"Hey, you still dare to resist?"
The leading gang leader rubbed his shoulders, gave a cruel smile, and then drew his sword.
He approached the little girl step by step, each step stepping on her fear.
"Come back to the brothel and serve customers, or we'll break your legs and make you beg for food!"
Several other gang members also took out wooden sticks and net bags, ready to capture the little girl.
There was evil and desire in their eyes, as if the little girl was already in their possession.
At this moment, a hand wearing a metal glove touched the shoulder of the gang leader.
It was a uniquely cold touch of metal, which made the gang leader shiver involuntarily.
He turned around and saw a man in black armor.
The man was at least 1.8 meters tall. His black armor shone coldly in the faint sunlight. Under his helmet were a pair of sharp eagle-like eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
"What do you do?"
The gang leader felt a murderous pressure coming at him the first time he saw it. His legs trembled involuntarily, as if he was standing in front of a ferocious beast.
At the same time, a large group of people were standing at the entrance of the alley behind this man. They were also wearing black armor, holding weapons, and staring at this side silently.
The gang leader took a few steps back, then rubbed his hands and pretended to be calm.
"I... I'm the leader of the gang in the next block. Big Brother, you seem to be the one in charge here, right? We'll leave after we're done with this. If you want to have fun, come to my brothel and call me Black Rat. I'll give you a 50% discount..."
Before he could finish his words, a big slap came and hit the black rat directly in the face, sending him flying.
The crisp sound of the slap echoed in the alley, accompanied by the screams of the black rat, and it was particularly harsh.
The black rat's body drew an arc in the air like a kite with a broken string, then fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
"How dare you act so recklessly on a street managed by us Helderans, making it impossible for street vendors to do business? Did you think we weren't harsh enough against you last year?"
The man pointed sideways at the exit of the alley:
"Get out of here right now. The next time I see you, I'll throw you into the lake outside the city to feed the fish."
Several gang members quickly lifted up the black rat that was beaten black and swollen, and crawled past the man.
Their faces were filled with fear and they walked hurriedly, as if a ferocious beast was chasing them. The only one left at the scene was the little girl leaning against the wall.
Seeing the man in black armor walking towards her step by step, the little girl immediately took out the dagger and pointed it at him, but the man snatched it away with one hand.
"What's the kid doing playing with a knife? Confiscate it."
The man put away the dagger and looked at the little girl.
"Whose family are you from? Go home quickly."
"I don't have a home."
The little girl replied coldly, her eyes full of caution and alertness, like a wounded deer, ready to run away again at any time. Her little hands were tightly clasping the corners of her clothes, and her body was trembling slightly.
"Then come with me, I'll find you a place to eat."
The little girl hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and followed the man out of the alley.
The man took the little girl's hand, crossed several streets, and came to a church next to the street.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door a few times.
"By St. John, this door has just been replaced."
A young priest opened the door and complained to the man in front of him.
The man pushed the little girl directly in front of the priest.
"Find her a room to stay in. She's homeless again."
The priest glanced at the little girl, who was still following the man closely, her eyes full of vigilance.
"Really? Why are there so many orphans lately? I've taken in over 30 of them."
He stepped aside to make way, pointed to the interior of the church and said:
"Come in, child. St. John will protect you."
The little girl hesitated for a moment, but still followed the priest into the church.
The man stood at the door, watching the church door close. As soon as he turned around, he saw two people dressed as ordinary citizens. He thought they were looking for the priest and stepped aside. Unexpectedly, one of them said to him:
"By order of Spy Minister Wesker, Helderland Intelligence Headquarters would like to inquire with you about something. All citizens must cooperate with the investigation."