The biggest source of income for a sect was the so-called protection fees, so it was necessary to patrol every day. Not only did they have to prevent people from other sects from causing trouble, but they also had to chase out those who wanted to do business without paying protection fees.
The journey was peaceful, and there were no arrogant and despotic scenes like those in television dramas.
These people who did business were all the money trees of the gang. Naturally, they could not be too harsh, nor would they do anything too overboard. At most, they would be dishonest.
They were all rough people who would tease or take advantage of others. Naturally, they could not expect these guys to have any quality.
After the morning patrol ended, everyone returned to the station.
At noon, the sect would still provide a meal. However, it was naturally not very good. It was just some steamed buns and salted vegetables. The amount was just enough to make people not hungry.
This was the best that a small gang like theirs could do, but even so, it was already something that many people at the bottom of the social ladder were envious of.
The group of people were eating and naturally started chatting.
The gang that Lin Yu belonged to was called the Horned Snakes Gang. They had a few streets under them, so every time they went out to patrol, everyone would spread out. At noon, they would talk about the news they had heard.
"Recently, there have been more and more refugees coming out of nowhere. There are people selling people everywhere on the streets.”
"That's right. I don't know why those officials let these bastards in.”
In this era, the increase in the number of refugees did not mean that the labor force would become stronger. The only outcome was that the price of food in the entire city would increase.
This kind of thing was naturally not a good thing for people at the bottom.
Life was already hard enough, and the price of food was still rising. It was natural to have grievances.
"Who says so? But have you heard?”
"Recently, quite a number of people have died at the riverside kiln…"
The kiln by the river was actually a flower boat.
For these old men who were all bachelors, any news related to the kiln would automatically change color, immediately attracting the attention of many people.
The person who spoke was a bald guy. He looked tall and strong. When he mentioned this topic, he winked and looked a little wretched.
With everyone's urging, the bald man also began to tell the news he had heard. After refining it a little, he began to tell the story.
Lin Yu, a small cannon fodder in the gang, naturally had no place to interrupt. He listened quietly at the side.
It wasn't a big deal. He just didn't know if it was because the weather had changed too quickly recently or if there were especially many people who couldn't swim.
There were often people who fell into the river after drinking too much on the boat.
This wasn't the first time something like this had happened. It was just that it seemed to have happened quite frequently recently.
The only strange thing was that many people had just fallen into the river and couldn't even be found when they tried to fish them up.
Even if they were scooped up, most of them were only cold corpses.
With the bald man's exaggeration, the story became more and more mysterious. There were even man-eating mountain spirits and water monsters like the water monkey.
Lin Yu was naturally not interested in such things. After all, he was a person from modern society. How could he believe such nonsense?
Just as everyone was talking and the atmosphere was getting lively, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.
The originally noisy chatter suddenly stopped and everyone looked warily at the door.
It was common for gangs to fight each other, so they had to be on guard.
Lin Yu also silently reached into his pocket. There was no weapon in his pocket, but a handful of fine lime. This was also his greatest reliance before the system.
Although his strength had increased, Lin Yu did not choose to give up on this once good helper.
One of them approached the door and opened it slightly to take a look. His originally vigilant appearance immediately relaxed and he greeted respectfully.
"Gang Leader."
A tall and burly man with a red face walked in. He was the leader of Lin Yu's Horned Snakes Gang, Horned Snake.
The rest of the gang members also called out their gang leader at this time. Lin Yu also echoed in the crowd.
However, in the face of everyone's respect, the Horned Snake's expression was a little ugly. He held something that looked like a pastry in his hand and walked in while cursing.
"Damn it, what are these things?”
As he spoke, he slammed the box of pastries on the table, looking a little angry.
"Gang Leader, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?”
"Who made you unhappy? As long as you say the word, we'll go and kill him now.”
One of the sect members had a fawning expression on his face as he went forward to ask, wanting to flatter the Horned Snake.
"Do it? Alright, go and tear down the kiln by the river now.”
The flattery had landed on the horse's leg. The sect member smiled awkwardly and did not dare to speak.
To be able to open a kiln in this world and still be fine after so many people died, how could it be possible that there was no power behind it?
Not to mention him, even the entire Horned Snakes Gang did not dare to provoke him.
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