Vol 14 Chapter 25: On the dark tide

Ha 18m "It's a ghost weather"
Looking at the distant haze, and from time to time, a lightning-fast sky, Tilter couldn't help but frown, whispering a sigh—a person who worked for twenty years at the lighthouse in Port Sas, He knows very well what kind of trouble this weather will cause to the docks in Saskatchewan.
"Hey, Tom, the three lights that go to the lighthouse are turned on, let the guys' boats get me into the harbor."
Towards the assistant beside him, Tilt shouted through the window and looked at the distant sky, secretly estimating the possible storms - as an old man who worked on the lighthouse for twenty years, Erte itself knows the weather at sea more than any weather forecaster; in fact, Tilte is also complacent about his ability.
However, it is normal now, Tilten is willing to estimate his own mistakes - according to his estimation, in about three to four hours, Saskatchewan will usher in an unprecedented storm.
"Uncle Telt, is this storm going to be big?"
Followed by the instructions to open the three headlights at the top of the lighthouse, Tom, walked down and looked at the Tilt, standing in front of the window looking at the weather outside, curiously asked - the young Tom came only earlier this year. Saskatoon Lighthouse; for this young man, although he has been studying hard, many things are unfamiliar; at the very least, he can't infer hours or even ten according to the humidity and wind of the air. What kind of weather will happen in an hour; even before he came to the lighthouse to see Tilte, he didn’t think anyone could do that.
"Well, it’s quite big, you haven’t seen it since you were born."
"Is it bigger than the one ten years ago?"
"Be far out"
Tilt’s condensed look and words made Little Tom’s face instantly white – he never imagined that there would be a storm ten years ago; the clouds covered the sky and the day was dark. I can't see my fingers, and the heavy rain mixed with the wind is causing the house to collapse, so that people can't even walk normally.
After experiencing the rare storm, Little Tom not only lost his original residence, but his father and two brothers were also ignorant of the storm; and an example like him, the storm ten years ago. After that, there are countless corpses - sardines are like sardines stacked on the streets, then transported away and burned; countless people have lost their homes, loved ones, and many are orphans, although in North All the family's best efforts were sent to the shelter, but the shadow of losing loved ones was not so easy to recover; under the incomplete psychological treatment, most of the children became rebellious or autistic; they escaped from containment Placed on the streets; prematurely trying the so-called 'reality'
In fact, a decade ago, most of the children who wandered on the streets were unwelcome. When people saw them, they first tightened their wallets; and stay away from these children – never underestimate a group of children. Ability; even an adult, facing a child's raid, is not much better than their opponents before they are systematically trained.
Compared with his peers, Tom is undoubtedly lucky. His mother is still because of his mother, he has not taken the path chosen by most of his peers and the destination he is facing. After two hundred years of abolition, it appeared again in the bay area, and a figure that was hung on it shocked the teenagers who wanted to step on the same road.
Among those who are hoisted, there are two best friends of Tom.
Standing in the same place, Tom imagined the scene that happened ten years ago and later, and his face became more and more pale--he rushed to the front of Telt, grabbing Tilte's shoulders with force, loudly: "Uncle Tilte, what should we do? Can't wait for this to die, many people will really die a lot of people."
"You go to the signal bullet with the highest warning and then..."
boom
The lighthouse's door was kicked open in the violent percussion, and a tall figure came in - long, messy hair draped over his shoulders, and a few yellow teeth, a pair of mouths in the mouth of the smoke The face that was slightly embarrassed, with a smile that is not good
"You don't have to go anywhere to stay here honestly." The tall man took a deep breath and vomited two cigarettes to the two. He smiled and held his fists together: "Otherwise, I don't mind ahead of time." Throw you from here"
Haben?
Looking at the people who suddenly broke into, whether it was Tilte or the little Tom, they were taken aback - as the most populous Saskatoon in the Bay Area, in addition to the vigor of the atmosphere, in the dark corner There is also an unsightly existence; for example, the people in front of you are like this
Blackmail, extortion, kidnapping, theft, and even murder, the other party dares to do it; in fact, if there is no definite evidence, the other party has been arrested by the police station in Saskatchewan; however, this did not make Haben have some Convergence, even more and more arrogant - of course, he is smart enough not to touch the real boss of the Port of Saskatchewan: the interests of the Northder family; otherwise it has been smashed and fed
However, this does not affect him, the influence of ordinary people; or ‘deterrence’
"Haben, do you know what you are doing?" Tilt frowned and walked up to the tall man and said loudly: "The storm is coming soon; if..."
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The huge fist slammed on the face, and the crisp sound of the nose broke Tilter's words, and the whole person of Tilte stepped back and forth several times, then fell straight to the ground.
"Uncle Tilt, are you okay? You are a jerk"
Looking at the pain, Tilt, who was shaking his head to the ground, Xiao Tom grabbed the wrench on the workbench and rushed over to the other side; unfortunately, in the next moment, Tom was retrogressed quickly. Come back, bent over, like a shrimp, usually fell next to Tilte
"Cut, two guys who don't know how to live." Haben, who took back his own feet, spit a thick sip at the two men. After watching the thick and accurate stick on the face of Tom, he immediately laughed: "There are big people who give Kimpton the job of letting me do it; although you two are dead, but don't want to die now, give me a point."
"Mixed, bastard..."
Little Tom, licking his stomach, legs on the floor, his head against the floor, trying to stand up
"Do you know how many people will die? Do you know?"
"How many people die, what do you care about me? I just need Kimpton."
I took a look at the little Tom who was able to stand up and be able to stand up. EbookFREE.me~ It’s obvious that Haben was amazed; but the next moment was full of disdain and looked at the other side of the wrench.
"It seems that you don't want to cherish even the last time in your life. Let me send you to see your devil dad."
Haben, finished, kicked out again; only, this time the goal is not the stomach of Tom, but the head.
Ps smashed the train to the magic capital tonight... I haven’t cleaned up yet, the code is gone...
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