Chapter 834 Red Hood (Part 2)

The children of the Curly Tail Gang, carrying all kinds of packages and pulling all kinds of boxes, left here along the street corner.

Fortunately, the wasteland behind the warehouse was not included in the scope of the renovation. There was a small forest on the edge of the wasteland. They could only make do here for one night.

As soon as Jason arrived at the woods next to the wasteland, he saw that another group of children were also coming here. The children of the Curly Tail Gang who had just settled down immediately became alert. The two oldest children took out their guns, and the people on the opposite side were also a little surprised.

"Jason?? Why are you here too? You were also driven out?!" One of the tall black boys came out and said, "Isn't your Curly Tail Gang the most powerful gang of children on that street?"

There was no sarcasm in his tone, only surprise, because the gang in front of him had only about a dozen children, a relatively small number of people, and they were all relatively thin, belonging to the kind of gang that ranked at the bottom.

"Yaoang, you were also driven out?" Jason walked up and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the birch gang in your place should have been driven out too. They had two motorcycles before..."

The black boy called Yaoang nodded and said, "Yes, we were all driven out. It is said that it seems to be some resettlement project..."

He shook his head again and said, "We took up the quota, but the gang members didn't want us to live there. They can rent out the empty house and charge expensive rent. In this way, they can make money without doing anything."

Jason glanced at the children behind him, and then said to Yaoang, "Come over first. We plan to set up tents here. We will be better at self-protection when we get together."

Yaoang didn't say much. His gang was originally very weak. Now he can hold Jason's thigh. He is lucky. After all, everyone knows that Jason is the most flexible child king here.

The other kids went to set up tents, but Jason took Yoang and the six-fingered sister to the wasteland outside the woods. Jason looked around and said, "We can't go on like this. We will definitely die outside."

Just as the black man Yoang was about to say something, Jason said, "This is only the first phase of the project. The second phase may cover most of the East District. The third phase may complete the transformation of the East District and the dock area. When that happens, where will we go?"

"The security guards in the South and West Districts will not let us in at all, not to mention the North District. There are big gang leaders there. Where else can we go? The sea?"

"And the younger children The children must have a stable life. They get hungry very quickly. If we don't have a stable base, they can't work. If we don't work, they will have nothing to eat and they will starve to death. If they starve to death, we will be weaker..."

"But what else can we do?" John raised his voice and said, "The gangs will definitely not let us go back. As long as one more person goes back, they will occupy a room, which will reduce their monthly income by forty or fifty dollars. That's forty or fifty dollars..."

Jason took a deep breath and said, "There is another way."

"What way?" asked the six-fingered elder sister. She seemed to have a premonition.

Jason turned his head and looked at the children who were setting up tents. Although they showed sadness on their faces, they were not desperate. In fact, they had experienced similar things many times.

The Curly Tail Gang was not born in this neighborhood, but moved to this neighborhood after Jason took over. The street gang they were originally in was very brutal. Jason tried his best to lead them to escape.

Later, the street where they settled was too poor, and there was no work to be found, which could not support the gang members. After many twists and turns, they finally came here and established themselves. In just one year, they became one of the best children's gangs here.

Although they felt very sad, they still had hope. After all, Jason was still there and would lead them to find a new home.

But Jason knew that they would not have a new home.

As soon as the news in the newspaper came out, all the gangs saw the situation clearly. The fewer people in their neighborhood, the better. The fewer people, the more empty rooms, which means there may be more rent.

Jason felt terrified. He didn't understand who made this rule, because he found that this was actually digging the foundation of the gang.

The fewer people there are, the more resources they will get. Will they still unite? Give everyone fairness? No, they won't. The more they want to occupy, the fewer people they must have here.

They would not think that without the children's gang, there would be no fresh blood, without the bottom members, force would become a problem, without the middle members, finances might be a problem, and without other top members, the gang structure would fall apart.

They would only think that one less person would mean one more room, one more income, ten less people would mean ten more incomes, and if all the rooms were theirs, then moving into the rich area would be just around the corner.

Jason found that someone had stabbed the gang, but had given them a dose of anesthetic, and they would only see luxurious houses, convenient transportation, rising rents every day, and appreciating land prices every day.

And they did not see that those who were driven out by them were their future.

But Jason saw this, and he understood that if the previous humiliation and exploitation could be tolerated, there was no room for compromise in today's situation.

Capital will eat up all those who follow the trend, drive them away from the land of their birth, and cause them to lose their homes, property, and everything.

And those who have all this are not ashamed of it or pity anyone. They only think that it is natural.

It seems that they can still wander and set off to find a new home, but in fact, they have nowhere to go and no way to retreat.

The gangs here will kick them out and occupy more houses, and the gangs in other places will do the same. In the end, the streets will be left to vendors to make money, the houses will be rented to gangs, and the jobs will be given to those who have money. For those who have stable housing, food must be given to those who have money.

They have everything to lose, and who can blame them?

At that time, they can only blame themselves, blame themselves for having no money, no job, no house, blame themselves for not working hard, and blame themselves for lack of talent.

Those who have not read those books and understand this truth can only repeat these words and go to the grave.

But Jason didn't accept such a fate, and he didn't want these children to accept such a fate.

But now, it's too late to study, and they don't have that much time to get education. In other words, Jason thought of what Schiller once told him. It's not too late to get education in practice.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Sister Liuzhi asked. She said, "Don't do anything stupid. My injuries were actually caused by gang members from my boyfriend's street. He abandoned me and was unwilling to help." Me, I don’t want to point at him either…”

"Yes, we shouldn't point at anyone. Don't expect them to pity us for any reason." Jason's tone became calmer and calmer. He looked at Yoang and the six-fingered eldest sister and said:

"What we want, we should get it ourselves."

As the night falls, the starry sky becomes darker and deeper. It is very rare that there is no rain in Gotham today. I don't know if the storm in the past few days has taken away the rain clouds, or it has left a quiet background for the shouts of some weak creatures.

On the roof of a low building, among the large leather sofas, a gangster in a suit and tie was reading a newspaper. He took a sip from the cigar in his hand and said, "Have those children been driven away? How many of them are there? ?”

"There are 26 in total. Boss, we have provided 26 rooms."

The gangster laughed and said, "Thank you to these little bastards for sucking my blood for so long. They finally got out and left me a lot of reward."

"Look at the hot scene in the Living Hell now. There is no need to worry about renting a house in this place. When the time comes, $10 will be the minimum price. I have already made an agreement with the boss of the street on the west side, and we will raise the price together on both streets. , I am not afraid that the third street will not follow..."

The gang members hurriedly came forward to flatter them. They were actually just a small gang, with only a dozen people, and their monthly income was only two to three hundred US dollars. But after the renovation was completed, the rent alone would make more than 1,000 US dollars. Maybe, his salary It can also rise.

"That's right." The gang boss waved his finger and said, "Since there will be rent income in the future, the line running to the dock will no longer be needed. Repairing the car is just a bottomless pit, so why bother?"

"Who is the person in charge of this line? Let him go, but I will take half of his salary and divide it equally among you..."

"Also, I heard that the security in the living hell is jointly managed by the big gangs. In this case, the four people who guarded the door for us before will be laid off in half..."

The members in the room looked at me and I looked at you, and they could only agree: "Indeed, I heard that the little gangsters in the living hell don't need so many people. If there are fewer people, there won't be so much trouble." It’s happened…”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a commotion downstairs. The gang boss's face darkened, and several members hurriedly ran out to see what was going on downstairs.

Soon, the boss was the only one left in the room. At this time, there was a noise from the balcony. The gang boss carefully took out his pistol, and the person who came was the six-fingered sister.

"Don't shoot! Boss, I have something to tell you!" Sister Liuzhi looked very anxious. She said, "Something happened to the gang next door. I'm here to deliver the news to you. It's about reform and resettlement. It's urgent! "

When he saw a little girl coming with a bandage on his arm, and he seemed to have met him on the street, she should be a member of the children's gang here. He also said that there was something urgent, so the boss relaxed half of his vigilance. He said: "What's the matter?" ? Let you come here in a hurry?"

The six-fingered sister looked around and lowered her voice and said, "When we left this street today, we happened to pass by the gangster's place next door, and heard an accountant there saying that there were still changes in the resettlement housing matter..."

The gang boss immediately frowned and said, "Is there a change? What change?"

But at this time, Sister Liuzhi twisted her head and said: "Boss, you drove us away. We have no place to live. The children can't eat. We are in urgent need of some money now..."

The gang boss snorted coldly and said, "You still want to bargain with me? You little bastards have been sucking our blood for several years, and we are just letting you go now. It is already merciful!"

"I know you fantasize about having a house of your own, but let me tell you, you are totally daydreaming. All the houses here belong to me. Do you want to starve to death or freeze to death? Who cares about you! You'd better die as soon as possible. It's an eyesore. bastard!"

Six-fingered sister's face gradually turned cold. She said: "We have worked for you for more than a year and passed countless messages to you. If it weren't for Jason, could you get the line to run to the dock?"

"Jason?" The gangster boss sat back in his chair with a mocking look, loaded the pistol in his hand, and then said: "That little brat thought he was so smart, but now he has gone? Do you really think he can become a big shot and live in a big house? Dream on!"

"You bunch of stinky bugs from the bottom of the family, never think of having a house to live in, starving every day. Only in this way can you cause me less trouble. If I let you eat and wear warm clothes, how can I survive?"

Six-fingered sister looked at him silently, which surprised the gangster boss a little, because he found that the girl opposite looked at him as if she was looking at a dead person.

Just when the gangster boss wanted to stand up, he felt a shadow behind him descending on his head, and a rope passed over his face and strangled his neck tightly.

Appearing in the shadows was Jason's indifferent expression.

His face was very calm, and he didn't say a word, but the veins on his hand holding the umbrella strap bulged.

The gangster boss kept scratching his neck, kicking his legs, and waving his limbs, but soon, his eyeballs bulged out, his tongue stuck out, his chest gradually stopped rising and falling, and the six-fingered sister covered her mouth with her hands.

Jason tightly grasped the umbrella strap, never letting go for a moment. At this moment, the passing of life did not move him at all. For the first time, he was charged with murder and was no longer innocent.

In the laws of normal society, killing is against the law, and in the rules of the gang, the children's gang cannot resist, but when the rope was tightened into the gangster's flesh and almost broke his cervical vertebrae, Jason used all the strength, and he didn't want to let go for a moment, which made him understand that he should do this, and he always wanted to do this.

The knuckles loosened slightly, and the umbrella strap fell to the ground. The sound of the buckle hitting the floor was very crisp and deafening.

With a "boom", the night rain in Gotham finally came. In a low-rise building, in an inconspicuous window, the light shone on the red hood, just like the sunset in Gotham.

"Why do you wear this hood?" asked the six-fingered sister.

And Jason's answer, through the glass, pierced into the rainy night of Gotham, like a new thunder late in late spring.

"Because, I