Vol 8 Chapter 25: The woman who changed the night city

When I was eleven years old, I started to go on the streets. People had no choice but to go on the streets, stealing from night bars, rummaging in the trash cans in the back alleys of restaurants, fighting with other kids, then I grabbed one You dare to drive a motorcycle, even if you’ve never learned it, just tighten the throttle, followed by a group of runaways, who are beaten when caught. It’s normal to have your hands and feet broken, and no one cares if you die on the side of the road. , Maybe when someone complains, NCPD will send a mechanical patrol to collect the body. At least I have not been caught.
Being caught by NCPD's slips, and being caught by gangsters, both ended up miserably. The slips would turn children like me into the orphanage, which is not much better than prison. If you are caught by a gangster, you will either become a gangster with you, or you will be caught and cut your organs for resale. For girls, most of them will be bought for puppet training. Some partners I know will never see again after basically three days. It is said that one of them was sent to the orphanage, but his body appeared in the garbage dump, his stomach was cut open, and the inside was empty. I don't know where he was sent by the slip, and I don't really want to know.
It’s just that sometimes there are some messy medicines in bars and trash cans. Many kids as big as me put the broken pills and chewed tobacco in their mouths, and then curl up and exhaust the air at the back door of the restaurant. Lie near the tube all night, so that it won't freeze to death in winter. Some nights in summer are very cool, they will lie on all sides on the rainy and wet road.
Rotten kids like rainy days. It's not that people who like rainy days are rotten people, but at that time we really loved to lie in the rain. The patter of urine in the city wets our fleshless bodies, and watching the gray clouds in the gaps of tall buildings is our most enjoyable time.
After so many years, I forgot to pick up scraps with my hands, cut my palms with glass stubble and blades, the irritation pain when I touched corrosive chemicals, and also forgot to eat a hot and quick-freezing after I exchanged my stolen money. The comfort of dumplings, I just can't forget the rain in the city of night, and the streets wet by rain.
I hope that if one day I die, the city of night will rain heavily. It was just like the night when he escaped from the Chongbi Mansion.
Later, I was also caught in the rain by Teacher Bian. He was a middle-aged man who looked a little faltering and wore a frayed formal suit. There were very few such people in the city of night. Sicheng of the teacher group was a middle class in the city, and the charge was high. Of the total expenses, the remaining 50% are bad guys, and less than 10% are good guys when they put up bad guys in community schools and bully students. Teacher Bian is a good person, and good people are often poor in Night City, but he has a middle-class style. In his own words, teachers must dress decently, otherwise students will not respect the classroom.
He was wearing an old suit that day, walking step by step from the rain, holding a black umbrella, like a black cloud, floating from the narrow sky between tall buildings, blocking my sight.
I said fuck, get out!
The old man next to the surname was really shameless. Looking at the skinny guy, he grabbed me with one hand and said, "My child, where is your home?"
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Teacher Bian was amused, "Follow me to study, or not?"
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He smiled, "Either I will beat you up, or go to school with me, choose one."
At that time, I didn't believe that any word popped out of this man's mouth, so I ran away looking for an opportunity, he caught up with his umbrella, and I led him to the Tiger Claw Gang—all old friends and acquaintances.
"Hey! Old ghost, if you beat them down, I'll go with you."
Tiger Claw had guns for them, and I just waited to see the jokes, and then the middle-aged and old man with the surname really walked in front of this group of gangsters.
Fight! Tiger Claw Gang! I whistle.
Then everyone from the Tiger Claw Gang nodded and bowed, "Bian Jun! Long time no see! Hi! Hi! You have worked hard! Please go slowly!"
The old man turned his head and smiled at me, "They, I've beaten them a long time ago."
Scary. This is too frightening.
Dao brothers, the Prajna and tiger head on your arms are really wronged. You took out the implants from your body to be heavier than this old man, yet you still couldn't beat such a natural person who hadn't been reformed?
The situation is better than that of human beings, so I resigned and followed him at that time. Then he came to the community school he set up, and this school later had a new principal, Lu Zongping, that is to say, Mr. Bian was regarded as the old principal.
The community school has no name and has not been registered. Except for the children of the poor nearby, the students admitted are just some little ghosts on the streets.
The school is troubled all day long. If gang boys come to ask for protection money, then teacher Bian has a way. His methods include the Defender light machine gun, M-179E Achilles, DB-4 needle missile, M -10AF Lexington and a dark folding knife. But often the slivers will come to the door.
Teacher Bian is unwilling to deal with Tiaozi, so he always chooses to take the students to relocate, Santo Domingo, Haywood, and even one year to Taipingzhou, where the rent is low. There are not many students who can follow him all the time, but every place he goes, some children benefit, which is very good.
Since Lu Zongping accepted the school, he has finally stabilized and is no longer wandering. This person is very capable and can mix black and white. Now think about it, for a person like him, this can't be regarded as a mess, it can only be regarded as accommodating, and God accommodating mortals.
In short, during the more than ten years of studying with Teacher Bian, I ran all over the night city, measured the poor streets, and watched the poor people.
Maybe I really need to do something for this city.
In Adekado, some of the inspiring words I said were taught by Teacher Bian, and some were my own thinking.
I still remember Xiaohuanxi Road in Kabuki District, with the bay to the east. For a while, the community school moved here, and Mr. Bian rented a shop as a classroom. During the day, the streets are very noisy. UU reads www.uukanshu.com so he will close the door tightly, and the air conditioner is not working well. In summer, people are often suffocated and the lights are dim, just like being in jail.
It was much better after school. The evening breeze was very cool. The children walked along the streets of Binhai, past convenience stores, adult goods stores, and newsstands. I often sit on the river embankment and the viewing platform. The evening sun is blocked by the tall buildings behind, the water is open, the wind blows the smell, and I stare at the plastic garbage rolling on the water. Sitting here, you can see the bustling Westbrook to the east, the Civic Center to the south, and the dilapidated little Chinatown to the west.
I like to stay in a daze here. The height of the water is different in different seasons. Standing on a high place can overlook the scenery of the bay, but Xiaohuanxi Road is already at the lowest point. Sitting on the edge of the viewing platform, you can touch the water with your feet. There is nothing but all kinds of garbage on the sand and mud beach. I will wait until it gets dark, and there are no clouds and stars. The city's billboards and neon are reflected on the water. The floating car flying overhead is like a whale screaming in the sea. I can imagine myself hanging upside down under the sea. The night city reflected on the water is more desirable than the real one.
To be honest, this kind of night city really makes people nostalgic.
I should run for mayor and change the city. Usually you must first obtain the status of a member, but direct election is also legal, as long as you can get enough votes to be elected-I need a campaign team, this is the reason why I asked Bian teacher to help.
He seems to have been waiting for this day for a long time. I only said a few words to him, and he agreed and issued a series of tasks to me. The most important thing is to maintain street security. He seems to want to promote me as a man. A hero who is violent and peaceful.
In any case, it is definitely correct for the player to complete the task issued by the NPC, and it is the only thing that needs to be cared about.