Son of the Tower

Chapter 129 Xuanhe Daliang City

"It's Gao Jian's information, it must be very in line with your expectations, Mr. Mars." DeShawn said with a smile on his face.

"Since you know that I'm looking for Gao Jian, your information must be very expensive, and I may not be able to afford it." Mars replied.

But Intelligence Dog doesn't seem to want money, he shook his thick finger: "No, Tower Child, you're mistaken, there's nothing wrong with Intelligence Dog liking money, but sometimes, a little help from the Tower can It's way more important than money to get me out of trouble."

Mars snorted: "I will not do any help for your crime."

"I'm not a fool, you see, sometimes my business is to put my head on the waistband, I mean if something happens to me that day, can you take my child into the tower." Said Finally, Deshaun finally presented his ideas to Mars.

"Do you have spiritual talent?" Mars asked.

"Yes, the child has a school now, I just want to have another way out." DeShawn looked at Mars: "I have inquired about your situation, but I can't find anything. I know that you are not an easy child. Help me, and I'll help you too, okay?"

"Okay." Mars nodded: "If one day, you really offend someone, tell me in advance, and I will definitely take your child into the tower." Mars admitted.

"Great, I'll pass the information to your assistant and tell him if he can stop playing marbles on my computer." DeShawn suddenly grabbed his collar with both hands: "No! Don't Delete that folder of mine!"

Mars turned off the communication, then turned his head and hit Meng Zou on the head.

"Why did you hit me? That folder is full of big sisters who don't wear clothes, and there seem to be some younger sisters." Meng Zou turned to look at Mars and asked.

"It's hard to break a man, but it's not easy to be a man. It's not a crime to have something like this in the folder." Mars sighed when he said this: "Information."

"It has been sent to my designated mailbox. This black dog is quite good. It seems that the revival of the tower is a certainty in the eyes of many people. They want to seize the opportunity and hug the tower first. thigh." Meng Zou analyzed in this way.

Regarding his analysis, Mars nodded—indeed, for ordinary citizens, it is a good thing that the tower will be restarted and the swordsmen will walk the land again.

But it is not necessarily the case for the intelligence dogs. Some of them have done wrong things, and I am afraid that they will be liquidated by then. Deshaun is indeed a smart man and a good father.

It is precisely because of this that Mars is willing to help him.

"I decompressed the information. Gao Jian will leave by boat at Pier [-], District [-] tonight. The boat at ten o'clock, the Queen of Goodness, is a cargo ship." There was new news from Meng Zou.

"From the name, I thought it was a cruise ship." Mars sighed curiously.

"The cruise ship these days is either called the Thirteen Warriors or the Butcher of Chaos. You are a queen of goodness, you really lose your status, do you know that?" Meng Zou said that this is why Mars didn't understand at all.

Mars sighed - I don't understand either.

I know shit.

Picking up the soda in his hand and drinking the last two sips, Mars sat back in the driver's seat: "Let's go home, sleep enough and go kill someone."

"No problem, by the way, what were you thinking just now." Meng Zou asked.

"I was thinking about this city. I read a sentence in the newspaper. He said, if you love someone, send him to New Hangzhou, because there is heaven; if you hate someone, send him to New Hangzhou. Because of the hell here." Mars turned the car around and drove back to the coastal road.

"Ha, what kind of crazy Wenqing, what kind of heaven and hell are you doing? No matter how bad New Hangzhou is, is it worse than other places? Why didn't he say that the average life expectancy in New Hangzhou is 83 years, and the average life expectancy in southern Thailand is 87 years, while Among the three islands, the per capita of the peninsula is 61, the per capita of the four islands is 67, and the archipelago is even worse, with a per capita of 59. In the entire western land, only the holy tree self-discipline of the northern elves, the Great Woodlands, the Farroll United, Sidney United and Fort Carter are able to The average life expectancy is more than [-]." Meng Zou said a lot in a crackling voice.

Mars agrees with most of them, except for the elves: "No, can you also use the elves to calculate the average per capita? The average life expectancy of the family is in the early [-]s, okay?"

"That can take away the Holy Tree Self-discipline Kingdom." Meng Zou replied flexibly.

Mars shook his head.

The vehicle was driving automatically, and Mars looked up at the towering skyscrapers in front of him.

Everyone says that skyscrapers are a symbol of urbanization, and sitting in such high-rise apartments seems to be the choice of the upper class.

In fact, this is not the case. In the upper level composed of District [-], District [-], District [-] and District [-], there are not many such skyscrapers. The really rich people prefer small garden buildings with two or three floors, such as that Mamaer Moka Gayat mentioned on TV is also one of them. He has an independent villa on the top of a hill in Zone Zero, with a garden of at least several hundred square meters, which is full of rare Alchemy plants.

And the people who live here are, in the final analysis, nothing but slaves of the times.

Mars looked at the crowds on the street. These people had smiles on their faces. The positive feedback given to them by their expectations and reality made them look very much looking forward to a new life.

Yes, they come from all over the world and come to this city full of opportunities. The future this city gives them is so beautiful, so beautiful that they forget everything.

But in the eyes of those northernists, these people were deceived by the advertisements on TV, and naively thought that exquisite floors, balconies with suspended parking spaces and beautiful floor-to-ceiling one-way transparent glass walls are new life... Indeed, all this is indeed A new life is something that many residents living in the "old city" of the top ten districts will never experience for a lifetime, but they have to bear debts that need to be repaid for a lifetime for their new life.

Mars lowered his head and looked at the shops on the side of the road, the neon lights flashing on the walls, all kinds of suspended robots scattered with advertisements, some noisy slogans, a city full of pedestrians... This is New Hangzhou, In the east and west, there are many new cities like this; there are many neon signs, robots, and new lives.

However, in the whole world, there is a hopeful tomorrow, today you will not be hungry when you do things, you will not be blackmailed by the police at will, and you will not be beaten by officials... Such a beauty is not available to people in many countries, precisely because In this way, they will desperately want to enter southern Thailand.

"What are you thinking again?" Meng Zou's voice echoed in Mars' ear sockets.

"I was thinking, Gao Jian knew that the four islands were so dangerous, why did he run away." Mars replied.

"Is he not profitable, waiting to be thrown into prison by the police for a lifetime of imprisonment? Only criminals and potential criminals think that the farther away from heaven the better." Meng Zou has his own opinion on this.

(End of this chapter)