Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 9 You lie down obediently and don't move around

"you're awake?"

"The surgery was a success."

The crowd dispersed, and Paul saw the man who terrified him.

Before he fell into a coma, he completely heard what the other party said.

Even before his consciousness died, the only thing he thought about was how much fish in the Thames he could feed with his body, and how much fishery resources he could contribute to the people along the Thames.

Paul's jaw trembled, and he was too nervous to speak.

"Well, there should be no worms in your face, did I just miss it?"

While speaking, Rhodes had an extra scalpel in his hand.

"Lie down obediently, don't move around, let me check."

"No! No, no, no, no, no."

Paul finally shouted, he subconsciously looked around, and found that the group of shirtless muscular men were all staring at him.

"Oh, the voice is very loud, there should be no problem."

"I'm glad to tell you that your leg was saved."

Rhodes smiled and turned to leave.

Paul subconsciously looked at his lower body. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that his left leg was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, and it wasn't his left leg that disappeared.

As if thinking of something, Paul couldn't help crying at this moment.

11pm late at night.

The rain gradually stopped.

George personally sent John and Paul away, and Rhodes handed over to George the responsibility for how to deal with specific matters.

As Robert's number one boy, George is usually responsible for handling some complicated interpersonal relationships.

Rhodes can rest assured that he is doing business.

The kitchen in the small canteen of the slaughterhouse.

After some bargaining and verbal confrontation, Rhodes got 100 crowns of ingredients for 150 crowns from the kitchen aunt Angelina.

Including potatoes, beef, broccoli, tomatoes, etc.

Facing this middle-aged woman who was the only one who could deflate Robert, even Rhodes would give her three points.

Bucket-like waist, always with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, holding a kitchen knife and swearing, whenever anyone is upset, he will utter a few words.

"Oh, Will, you idiot, why don't you come over to help my old lady, don't you know that the little boss will give everyone extra meals today!?" Angelina cursed rudely with a cigarette in her mouth.

As Angelina's son, Rhodes even suspected that Will's eternally silent temper was tempered by her old mother's eternal swearing.

Will walked from the cafeteria into the kitchen silently, still biting a small half of black bread in his mouth.

Angelina slapped Will's back roughly.

"Bastard, look at the old mother who is busy here without touching the ground, and you secretly eat there by yourself!"

Will grinned from the beating, and went to work without saying a word.

With a smile on his face, Rhode walked out of the back kitchen with a bag of ingredients.

In the cafeteria, a group of shirtless men saw Rhodes walking out, put down their plates one after another, stood up and looked at Rhodes.

Rhodes waved his hand and signaled everyone to sit down.

"Sit down, everyone is worried about what happened today, but you don't have to worry too much. Everyone in the slaughterhouse is relatives of me and grandpa. You are all outstanding fighters who survived the battlefield. Your business is my Rhodes. We are all a family, and we will give you extra meals today, I hope you can enjoy your meal!"

"Little Boss is generous!" Everyone shouted.

"Eat slowly, everyone will have a good rest after eating, I'll go first, goodbye."

Rhodes waved goodbye to everyone with a bag of ingredients.

Rhode admired the group of veterans under his grandfather who retired from the battlefield.

They used to fight on the front line against the demons. After the first battle of Pajavaro, they retreated from the front line, but they were treated mercilessly by the old London government.

Because of the rapid development of steam machinery, their former warriors were replaced by mechanical guards.

They were all abandoned.

It was Robert, their former chief, who withstood the pressure from the outside world, and with his own means, opened this slaughterhouse and took in this group of homeless people.

Rhodes strapped the ingredients to the tail of a brand-new black 18-bar bicycle that Robert's penny-pinching old man had given him for his [-]th birthday.

Hanging the kerosene lamp on the handlebar, Rhodes rode the bicycle into the darkness and rode towards the direction of the block.

Under the dim street lights, there are few pedestrians on the street.

Rhodes rode his bicycle slowly, enjoying the brief fresh air after the rain, and admiring the night view of old London.

Above the high altitude shrouded in gray mist, the Zeppelin airship sailed slowly past, alerting to possible demons.

The mechanical minute hand on the dial of Big Ben beside the Thames in the distance creaks every 15 minutes.

Thick black smoke still billowed from the tall chimneys.

No matter in which era, capitalists are always a group of bedbugs lying on workers and sucking blood.

Drip!

A whistle sounded from behind, and a black steam car drove from a distance, and the two headlights in front of the car illuminated Rhodes' way forward.

Rhode's car evaded a little to the side.

The car drove past Rhodes, slowing down on purpose.

Drop drop drop.

Continuous whistle sounded.

Rhodes looked sideways.

A young man in a black suit with a greasy hair was driving with one hand while the other hand was propped by the window.

After seeing Rhodes' face, the greasy-headed young man showed interest in him, and he pointed to the position beside him. The man was dressed in cool clothes, bowed his head, and had long golden hair hanging over his legs. behind the nightingale on the road.

Rhodes frowned.

"Hey!" Seeing that Rhodes wasn't interested, the man chuckled, didn't say a word, and sped forward.

The purple lust light ball floating from the two of them poured into Rhode's body.

Rhodes looked at the taillights of the steam car and rolled his eyes.

The later the time, the easier it is to meet someone driving a big car with his head full of cow dung on the street. I hope he won't overturn his car just because the speed is too fast.

Bang!
At the corner ahead, there was a collision sound.

Rhode raised his eyebrows.

This overturned?
He rode over slowly, and an overturned steam car fell behind a sycamore tree.

The two people in the car just now were desperately crawling towards them on the ground. Behind them, a swollen figure was crawling on the ground, moving forward slowly.

"Don't come here! Run!" The oily young man who had just fallen to the ground saw Rhodes riding a bicycle, and immediately shouted: "Go to the telephone booth and call the management authority!"

Rhodes narrowed his eyes, and the prostrate figure looked familiar.

He rode past him under the strange eyes of the greasy-headed youth, parked his bicycle on the side of the street, got off and walked over.

"Hey, brother, are you an idiot?" the greasy-headed youth shouted, trying to save the life of this handsome big brother who might have a brain problem.

Rhodes ignored the greasy youth's shout, he approached the figure, and frowned.

The corpse that was originally in the river was actually crawling on all fours, with its front straight and its back arched and swollen. What's even weirder is that the worm in the other's abdomen even penetrated the face of the man who was originally squatting on it. The body of the mouse.

The human-faced mouse climbed on the head of the corpse, and there were two small human-faced mice on the palms of the limbs. These human-faced mice were all penetrated by worms, and together with the corpse, they formed a stitched creature.

(End of this chapter)