Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 430
The screen turns.

In the dark and dry office, a wobbly ceiling lamp casts dim light, illuminating Paulkin Walker, who is imprisoned in the isolation room.

There were blood stains on the man, but the blood stains did not come from him.

At this moment, he was squatting in a corner with his head lowered, like a lion who has lost a fight.

Dalia stood with a worried face outside the iron fence used for isolation.

Her voice trembled because of excessive tension:
"The officer just said that you could face a year in prison...you injured your boss, a taxpayer who supports them."

Paulkin Walker looked up.

"What do they want?"

Dalia whispered:

"They want money, Pavel."

Paulkin Walker stood up, came to the edge of the fence, and watched his wife's face with nervous eyes:

"How much do they want..."

After his wife said the unaffordable figure in a trembling voice, Paulkin Walker whispered:
"This won't work, Dalia, we have no money. This money is almost two years' wages for me! It's better to let me be imprisoned for one year than to pay so much money!"

Dahlia reached into the fence, took her husband's wrist, and sobbed:
"I'm sorry, Paul, I've already given them the money, and the guaranty procedures are being processed. After the procedures are completed, you can leave here..."

Her eyes were full of panic and bewilderment, and her tone revealed fear and confusion.

She had lived with Paulkin Walker for nearly a decade, and she didn't know how she would get along without him.

She can't live alone in the lower city. In this helpless land, a widow living alone is like a pork hanging at the mouth of the sewer in summer, and it will be covered by countless flies.

Dahlia was beautiful, but beautiful wasn't a word of honor in downtown, and she had seen many dire consequences to those who displayed beauty.

The pursuit of beauty is not allowed by unspoken rules. Once it is overstepped, it will pay a price that ordinary people cannot afford.

She knew she had to rescue her husband, even though the family's finances no longer allowed her to do so.

The office door opened and two constables came in, and Paulkin Walker's snarls didn't help, they beat him up and threw him out of the street police station like a dead rat.

……

The screen turns.

Paulkin Walker was unemployed, and his name was on the blacklist jointly customized by most factories in the industrial area, and he could no longer get paid through labor.

The compensation for the boss's one ear drained the savings of the young couple. They had to sell the old house that had lived for three generations and move to a dilapidated corner building to rent a house.

The dwindling money in the family is like the fading smile on Dahlia's face.

Bittersweet was changed from two meals a day to one, and eggs and bacon were no longer included in the daily breakfast.

Paulkin Walker knew they were going broke.

He interviewed everywhere and bumped into walls everywhere. A painter with ten years of experience is not a rare existence.

In Yanan City, there are a lot of people like this.

He had to pick up his old line.

Bounty duels—this was the only way Paulkin Walker could think of making money.

When he was young, Paulkin Walker thought it was very exciting to risk his life to make money. Until today, a few years later, he squatted in his own hut, smelling the ubiquitous breath of his wife, and using the life of work to make money. The callused palms held the pistol grip again, in a trance, as if returning to the duel field many years ago.

He closed his eyes.

The cold touch of the gun in his hand made him return to the duel arena. He tensed up all over, knowing that two things might soon happen to him—one was money, and the other was death.

The desire for money and the fear of death fueled the adrenaline at the same time. Paulkin Walker's body remembered the feeling so firmly that even after the last confrontation, he still thought of it years ago. The scene at that time was blood spurting.

Spotlights and cheers brought the atmosphere to a climax, and this climax suddenly stopped when the two gunmen walked back to back ten steps away——

All sounds disappeared, all dangers were far away from him, and all doubts were answered at this moment.

Paulkin Walker and his opponent turned around at the same time, and the bullet fired from the gun in his hand hit the opponent's forehead in the next moment.

The opponent is down, the light of the spotlight is all on him, the cheers and screams bring him more than all pleasure and enjoyment, and satisfy all his vanity...

He opened his eyes.

The body's recall of the past came to an abrupt end.

The bounty showdown is definitely not a good thing, it’s just young people playing around when they are ignorant. It is irresponsible to the family to bet their lives—the bounty shooter will always die, either in the present or in the future.

He who has the ability to "cheat" is no exception.

He used to be superstitious about his extraordinary ability. He thought that his ability could make him a famous gunman and bring him countless money.

It wasn't until he met Dalia that he suddenly understood that his ability was not born for money or fame, but to protect her.

This incredible transformation surprised even himself.

His unbelievable thoughts gradually deepened as he interacted with women. Friends around him scolded him for losing his fighting spirit because of women's sex, but he knew in his heart that he just chose the path he wanted to choose and became the man he wanted to be. people.

Just like some people like to eat eggs, some people like to eat bread.

To him, it was just his love for Dahlia, more than the gun in his hand.

He doesn't care what other people say, only he can judge him...and Dahlia.

Now, he has a family. In the lower city with extremely poor law and order, he not only has to protect the safety of his wife, but also paves the way for the upcoming child.

They didn't have children yet, and maybe they never would. Dahlia's health was still not very good. They had tried many times and tried many methods, but they still couldn't get her to conceive a child.

They went to the doctor and were told that if they wanted to have children, they would have to spend a lot of money to fix Dahlia's body.

They were not doing well financially, and since Paulkin Walker was out of work, they had been living off their past savings, which cost less than a little, and they had to be stingy.

Perhaps because of the blessing of the Holy Light, they happened to meet a well-known Asian doctor. Although the Asian doctor was a member of the Asian gang Tai Shenghe, he was not as violent and crazy as ordinary gangsters—— He is just an ordinary doctor, a doctor with ancient medical skills in Tianshen State.

Asian doctors do not prescribe pills, but only drink bitter juice made from roots, leaves, flowers and fruits of plants. Paulkin Walker has heard that many people have been cured by Asian doctors.

The most important thing is that the prices given by Asian doctors are affordable for them.

Since then, Dahlia began to drink bitter juice, and her body has undergone many changes, such as the deepening of body odor, such as non-stop colds and fevers.

After a fever so severe that she fell into a coma, Paulkin Walker thought it was an Asian doctor who was trying to kill her, and he was already planning to find him desperately.

But when he held back his anger and took care of Dahlia until her fever subsided, he found that her body had miraculously improved—her body became lighter, and he saw the brightness in her eyes and her smile ——he hadn't seen such a smile on her face in months since losing his job.

Dahlia is getting better, and his inner depression is almost gone!

Amidst his wife's laughter, Paulkin Walker began to plan their future:

Their savings are almost exhausted, and they must make money as soon as possible, but odd jobs are not the answer, and entering the black market outside the industrial area is not an option. The only way to make quick money is to pick up the gun again and walk into the life-and-death Shura field .

He lied to his wife that he had found a job as a trainee clerk. Although the daily salary was only 5 pence, the job was stable and relatively safe.

Dahlia was very happy, and thus gave him a happy evening.

He hadn't had a night like this in a long time.

Early the next morning, he walked into the arena of the Bounty Showdown.

He became more cautious than before, using his extraordinary ability to accurately hit the opponent's head every time before the opponent shot.

He did it very carefully. In order not to make the audience suspicious, he controlled the timing and location of his shots in each duel.

He won every victory and earned a lot of money. Dalia's body gradually improved under the conditioning of the bitter juice, and their savings increased. The price of food in the market was reduced, but the quality was much better than before. Everything is slowly getting better and the future looks bright.

until later.

I don't know when it started, the economic situation is not so good, many people are unemployed, the downtown area has become chaotic, idlers form gangs, and at night, there are no pedestrians on the streets-the people are no longer Dare to walk in such a neighborhood at night.

The number of spectators for the bounty showdown is also gradually decreasing, and the few remaining professional gamblers can't afford to win the market - people can't even afford to eat, how can they have spare money to play this kind of "pastime" game?
For several days in a row, Paulkin Walker was told that there was no one today and that he could not open the market.

The sense of crisis in his heart keeps rising. Even though he has earned some money, this money is not enough for the next expenses. Dalia has reached the critical stage of treatment, and her bitter juice has changed its formula, and the price has soared.

Paulkin Walker made up his mind that no matter what method he used, he would make the bitter money back.

(End of this chapter)