Alien world

Chapter 935 Chapter 166. Joining the gang
"How many of you are there?"

"Well, there should be about thirty people including the children..."

"children?"

"They are the children who sell your newspapers. Their relatives died of plague, so we took them in, fed them, and made them work..."

Francois said in a playful tone: "I didn't expect you guys are still good people?"

The former leader of the Salted Fish Gang sighed: "In this world... you can't survive without being a bad guy..."

"Excuse."

Francois coldly exposed his excuse, and when the gangsters were in awkward silence, he said: "But it's not your fault... You were once someone's child, someone's husband, someone's employee, and you owned your own land and home. And all of this was destroyed by the Kingdom of Rekanel that colluded with the ratmen."

Certain emotions surged in their hearts. A thug whose face was still immature suddenly said in surprise: "New Boss, what do you mean by colluding with the Rat People?"

They don’t know anything. In the eyes of the lower class people in the kingdom, the ratmen came, the kingdom couldn’t resist them, and took them to the west. So although life was hard, compared to those who were killed by the ratmen and died on the road, at least they were still alive…”

The old boss said: "Little Smo's father was a soldier and died on the front line..."

"What it means is that the Kingdom of Rekanel has long been dissatisfied with the outdated continental system. They want to expand their territory, so they colluded with the ratmen and told them the defenses and weaknesses of the surrounding countries, hoping that the ratmen would capture these countries and then stage a drama on the border, giving them an excuse to send troops to retake those lands and make the kingdom strong again..."

"But they got it wrong. The ratmen went back on their word and invaded on a large scale. Unable to stop the ratmen, the royal family fled to the west with their people and concealed the truth."

The truth brought by Francois made the gangsters breathless, and then they were angry.

When the carefully constructed cage of falsehood is shattered, the people inside the cage will naturally be overwhelmed by the anger of having been deceived all along.

See, people only need one trigger, one truth, to completely become someone else.

Francois had not intended to say it now, but he felt that this was a good opportunity: "Do you want to overthrow the old, corrupt kingdom and become the new master here?"

The old boss opened his mouth, and reason took over again: "I...we?"

"Us, but not just us." Francois opened his arms. "There are countless people in this kingdom who are kept in the dark, and people outside the kingdom who want to help you. We are just one of this huge group of people."

A strong backing can solve many worries, but in addition, they also need firm beliefs.

So Francois brought "300", and if that's not enough, there's also "Redemption of Betar" and "The Knocks of Freedom".

"Take me one!"

Little Smo, who just wanted to avenge his father, was the first to speak.

The other thugs started to speak, leaving only the old boss silent. Francois looked over and was shocked: "Me, I'll join in too!"

Francois had been in the lower ranks before, so he knew how to keep them a secret: "Very good, now we are a team. Or you can make a bet that after you tell on the nobles, they will reward you instead of arresting and executing you, and you can take all the credit for yourself."

"Don't worry, I will never forgive anyone who dares to betray me!" The old boss patted his chest and promised.

Francois was noncommittal: "How many people are there on this street?"

"There should be several hundred more..."

"Very good, they are all the targets we want to win over, you..."

"Dal, just call me Dal."

"Dar, you two will now divide into two groups. Go and count how many residents are without food and sick. Little Smooth—"

"grown ups!"

Little Smooth followed his father's example and straightened his body.

"Don't be so serious... Take two people with you to call back the rest of the Salted Fish Gang, as well as the children."

Dahl and Little Smoo led their men to set off separately. After Francois was the only one left in the old nest, he searched around and hid in the attic, watching the two groups of people going away through the window. This was a group of hooligans struggling to survive in the quagmire. They might yearn for light, but who knows if there will be idiots who want to drag the people who rescued them into the quagmire...

Little Smokey came back first with his gang and children. After making sure that there were no soldiers following them, Francois went back downstairs.

Little Smoo only said that a new gang leader had arrived and he had a noble status, so the thugs who usually could only bully civilians looked timid in front of Francois.

"Don't be nervous, please allow me to introduce myself..."

……

"Boss, why don't we run away... We can't afford to offend the Kingdom or Liberty City..."

Dahl's follower walked over quickly and said.

"Where to run?"

Dahl said bluntly: "Do you remember why we founded the Salted Fish Gang?"

"For salted fish...?"

"Idiot! We want to get rich, stand out, and never be looked down upon again!" Dahl was faintly excited. "Now the chance has come! Look at these people, there is no hope, they are just a bunch of living corpses. I will rot if I stay here!"

The follower said timidly: "But... this seems to be the way out."

"You idiot, are you still going to ask them one by one? Let's go find Lame Babu, he must know!"

Lame Babu lived in a leaky shack. When several women standing outside the door saw Dal, they hurried away.

Dahl didn't have time to chat with them, so he walked in and asked, "How many people are there on the street?"

The simple hut had nothing but a straw bed. An old man sat in the straw bed, his gray hair tied up and his linen clothes washed so faded that he looked clean.

"Boss Dahl, why are you asking this?"

"Old man, you ask too many questions!"

Dal impatiently asked the answer from Lame Babu and couldn't wait to return to his nest.

As soon as the follower pushed open the door, he screamed and fell at Dahl's feet.

"Ratmen! Lots of ratmen!"

At this time, a gang member walked out of the door and asked, "What are you arguing about?"

"Rat man!"

"What rat man? That's a magical image. Haven't you seen it?"

The lackey got up in shame and anger: "Of course I know... but no one said it was the same as the real thing."

"It's real..." The gang members looked back and ignored them, "Shh, stop making noise, the soldiers are about to set off!"

Dahl was upset by the hooligans' attitude. He was the one who brought these bastards out of the slums.

As Dal was thinking this, he saw the magical image projected on the wall, and his complaints turned into amazement.

If you ask what effect 300 had, I can only say that during the period after its release, the musketeers patrolling the commercial streets were always given flowers by girls and food by women.

They were even crazy enough to block outside the Liberty City Legion base just to get a glimpse of the heroes appearing on the screen.

But there are things you hate and things you like, for example, Liberty City stole the credit: before the first to third place had said anything, the whole room was filled with the excitement of the tenth place shouting -

(End of this chapter)