Dark Blood Age

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“Juveniles" heard this recent crane in the Holy City implicitly from the storekeepers around them, resolutely opposed to being someone else's scapegoat. This is not what Zhuma called "work” to earn money, but hard money.

But he said, "Big Egg, if you don't go, what are we going to eat tomorrow? No identity, no skill, no one willing to hire us, only this kind of alternate job has a chance. You don't know, a lot of people want to get this opportunity, so I don't think it's that dangerous, the possibility of the daughter of the owner being attacked is very low, it's just prevention. ”

They can't take the job today. Tomorrow? What are they eating tomorrow? How do we survive?

Their knowledge of the world outside the prairie is extremely poor, and only yesterday did they find out that there is an incredibly large number of people in this magnificent city who work as beggars, and if they do not accept this "job” as a double, they will have to join in the same begging as these people.

But it's not that easy to survive, the stars of disaster in the sky are getting closer, the supplies in Al-Quds are getting tighter, prices are rising every day, renovations are getting smaller and fewer people are willing to give, and many beggars have to choose to leave the city or change their careers.

In other words, they will not even have the qualifications and the opportunity to survive by begging.

The only woman who ever helped them these days was that demonic stranger who gave them twice the money they urgently needed to buy food.

Of course, there are other ways to survive, the footsteps of the war are getting closer, and many streets have points for strategic blood collection, such as selling blood or robbing!

The city's flourishing places and the number of luxurious people are innumerable. “Juveniles" have seen a woman's dress displayed in a street closet, and the few numbers he can read on the price tag below make him stare - enough to feed the three of them for three years!

And in more upscale places, the merchandise displayed was not even marked out, but “teenagers” believed that he could not afford it for life.

But he said, "Dad said it was starving to death, and you can't steal it. ”

She'd rather be a scapegoat!

Selling blood and not surviving for a few days is almost as good as working life. In fact, the “teenager” could not help but sell it secretly. He was only bullied by others. He had no identity. He sucked a large tube of blood, but gave him a small bag of moss cake, which was not enough for him to eat alone.

So, the hard mouth is useless, and even if he doesn't want to, he can only accept it in the face of the reality that there is no way out.

The owner was not offended. When he signed the contract, he immediately paid a sum of money and took the money. He and the show found the cheapest restaurant. The wolf swallowed up the hunger accumulated over the past five days. When they came out, they still had large moss cakes in their arms.

They were really hungry, not to mention in the prairies, and in the “memories” of “teenagers," he never seemed to have experienced it.

Once he signed the contract, he could not be with them. Entering into the freedom of the host is the family. The "teenager" had to carry the show to continue to find a “job” where he could earn money.

At this point, he had some disagreement with the jungle, who was ready to find out what he could earn as soon as possible and then go back to the prairie once the money had been saved, but wanted to keep it here.

He couldn't convince him, just as he couldn't convince him.

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Over the past five days, the "teenager" gradually gained a preliminary understanding of the city, followed by a homeless homeless homeless person, found a large road bridge, and simply built a nest under it with the rubbish of the city, sort of a reluctant place to set foot.

The first sum of money given by the master, "Juvenile” and "26423; show," this is hard-working money, "Juvenile” does not dare to spend, all carefully collected on the body, wake up at night, from time to time to turn out to see if it is still on the body?

Said to find a chance to give him something to do at home, which would definitely outweigh his useless mess outside.

“Juvenile” also wants her to succeed, at least three of them together, not separated as they are now.

The next day, on the sixth day of their arrival in Al-Quds Al-Sharif, the wanderer gave the "teenager” a suggestion to go to a construction site not far from here to try it out.

Travellers say it's a newly built anti-aircraft military barrier that needs a lot of people, but because of the influx of people into Al-Quds Al-Sharif, it's probably full, so you can take your chances.

“Juvenile” was going to try his strength at the house of the master - his only skill, but listening to the vagabonds, he was going to try it there first, because the vagabonds said that what they needed was people who were impatient and might not need identity, after all, enemies who needed secrecy came from the sky.

If that's the case, isn't that the biggest and only advantage of “teenager" being hired with confidence?

It is true that the site is not far away, according to the route of the wanderer, he quickly found a place full of dirt, huge mechanical roar, large multi-wheelers to and from, and sometimes planes in the sky don't know what to do.

Along the way, he asked, "Juvenile” found the door that might be his hire, but by the time he arrived, the front was already full of people, if not for his strength, it would not have been possible to get in.

In the front, on a couple of big boxes, standing a middle-aged man with blue hair, holding a loud amplifier, shouted to the people around him: "Go somewhere else, we have no shortage of people! ”

The surrounding crowd turned a deaf ear and begged: “My lord, just use two more, we have all come a long way, can't find anything to do anymore, I'm afraid to sleep on the street. ”

At this time, a man who seemed to be an official, and the blue-haired middle-aged man with the amplifier, whispered, “A few more, or I wouldn't be able to cross. There are too many people coming in these days. If you don't evacuate soon, the security will have to make a big deal. ”

Blue-haired middle-aged people can ignore the surrounding crowd, but in the face of this official, they have to show helplessness and embarrassment: “It's not that it doesn't help, it's already a lot of people. ”

"Do something, don't worry, tomorrow will not be difficult for you, the third larger batch of military strategic barriers will be approved for implementation, and people will be everywhere. ”

The blue-haired middle-aged man thought about it, sticking out a finger: “Yes, sir, if you say so, then I'll have one more, only one more. ”

Officials were somewhat dissatisfied, but no longer said anything. Turning to the crowd around them, they said: “Everybody be quiet, listen to me, Chief Lille has accepted hundreds of us here, there is really no way to put everyone away, but you can rest assured, the third batch of military barriers will be opened soon, everyone will find something to do, now Chief Lille agrees, and we can give you one last spot, I hope you understand. ”

The official's tone was very soothing, as if it was also for the sake of everyone. Finally, there was another spot, which quickly appeased the reluctance to disperse, and everyone wanted to fight for that last spot.

There are a lot of nouns in what they say, “teenagers" don't know what they mean, until the blue-haired middle-aged man points to a flagpole in the distance and doesn't know what to say, and the crowd spreads out in a cozy voice, each lifting a big box from the ground, and then rushes towards the flagpole.

When they were all gone, Juvenile came to the middle-aged man with blue hair and asked carefully, "Chief, can you hire me? I have the strength! ”

The blue-haired middle-aged man looked at him and continued to say something to the officials around him.

“Juvenile" asked carefully again, these days, to find something, he got used to it with a lot of white eyes.

The blue-haired middle-aged man waited until he asked for the third time before impatiently pointing at the flagpole and saying, "Didn't you have ears? Hold a box, the first one runs to the flagpole, and I use him. ”

After that, no further explanation was given, and I went back to talk to the official, about where he was going to eat, who was really busy and had been pushed away.

“Juvenile" heard clearly this time and roughly understood. He glanced at the crowd that had escaped many distances and immediately lifted a large box from the ground and ran in the direction of the flagpole.

But he just ran two steps, immediately came back, blue hair middle-aged man Yu Guang saw, a little strange, only to see him hurriedly and on his back stay in place show, then, as if he was afraid that the blue haired man did not need him, and no longer held him, one hand lifted a large wooden box, and ran forward.

The blue-haired middle-aged man smiled, and they were almost halfway there. This idiot was carrying one person and lifting two boxes... but his smile quickly solidified on his face, half-sounding and shouting a dirty phrase: “Bergman! ”

When the official saw him cursing and turning his head curiously, he saw the black-haired teenager who had just disappeared into the dust and waited for the dust to disperse. Others had crossed the running crowd, just a short distance from the flagpole.

“How could it be so fast? Wouldn't it be high energy...?” Officials were also somewhat stunned and rushed to pull an instrument out of their arms, but strangely, it seemed to have failed and had to give up.

At this time, there was only one person left in front of “Juvenile”, who had always been far ahead and thought victory was on the horizon, who knew how to kill such a strange person on the way.

At this time, only a dozen steps away from the flagpole, the person who did not want to be deprived of the opportunity shouted, the blues on his hands revealed, hard to push forward.

Meanwhile, he looked at the “teenager" nervously with a red eye!

But he was desperate, carrying two boxes of "teenagers”, easily crossed him and headed straight for the flagpole.

No, no, no!

The sweat from his head poured into his red eyes, and the whole person rushed forward like crazy.

By this time, the ”teenager" had gone beyond his distance.

His mouth gasped heavily, his face unwholesomely rose red, his nails clasped the box dead, and he ran with all his strength.

The flagpole was getting closer and closer to him, but also farther and farther away.

He roared and pushed his feet hard on the ground in his broken shoes, then bounced off, hugging the box tightly and not jumping fatally at the flagpole.

But he was late. The shadow of the “teenager" just shook in front of him, dropped the crate, pulled up the flagpole, turned around sharply, the flagpole drew half a circle like a gun, backed behind him, slanted fingers on the ground, his body pulled out like a sword.

At this moment, the distant officials tranced and thought they saw a powerful man killed from the bloody sea of Dead Mountains!

The instant turns sharply, the momentum of slaughter...

As if, the flying man flew out in an instant, as if the crowd holding the box were suddenly turning back like a tide.

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But in fact, an exciting voice immediately came from the flagpole and immediately interrupted the officer's "fantasy” of falling and falling:

“Chief, I've got the flag. Hire me! ”

Watching the "teenager" wave the flagpole excitedly, the official suddenly seemed struck by something, smiled silently, said two more words to some astonished blue-haired middle-aged man, and went into the roadside quadricycles, not waiting for the failed crowd to siege him and leave immediately.

As soon as the official left, the "teenager" came to the blue-haired middle-aged man with a flagpole.

“You are the one, once the money comes to an end, you may not be able to do good things, do not do well, you can fire me at any time! ”

The blue-haired middle-aged man didn't have much interest in seeing the official go, just a little surprised to see the "teenager” and hastily left.

Subsequently, someone took the "teenager” to register, and as he passed the flagpole, he found the man who had just jumped on the floor screaming stubbornly, bleeding on his forehead, his pants broken a big mouth, and one of his shoes was missing.

The man's red eyes looked at him with resentment, biting his teeth and stood up, limping and walking to the side of the road, picking up his flying shoes, then walking back to the starting point, tied a skinny child about two or three years old to his back with a cloth strip, silent, slowly disappeared into his sight.

“Juvenile” thought he was pathetic too, but he couldn't give him the chance because he was going to live.

“Juvenile" touched the head of the show, watching the crippled and fading back, suddenly said:

“26423; show, live! ”

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On the sixth day of their arrival in Al-Quds Al-Sharif, “juveniles" became one of the lowest workers on the military barrier site who could only do some rough work.

Because he doesn't have ID, he can only get half the money from someone else.

However, he was not popular with other workers and, with half the money, worked for several people, only because he was afraid of being fired at any time and had to work so hard.

When eating, a grumpy worker deliberately took him for an irony: "Célesbian, you have so much strength, why don't you go find the fierce sex demon you've been having lately? Have you read the paper? The clues from the security department are enough to make you rich. If you catch him again, you'll be rich soon. ”

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