Big Islander 2

Chapter 416 Sky City
Brazil's slums are as famous as India's slums. The environment is terrible and filled with some of the world's dirtiest transactions; but at the same time, many of the people living here are simple and kind, at the bottom of society, using their tenacious vitality to Struggling to stay alive.This is really a place full of contradictions.

If high-rise buildings and well-dressed successful people make up the bright side of the city, then the slums are its other side.

Walking through the narrow streets, the flow of people was very dense, and from time to time, dirty stray dogs walked past Tang Jide's thighs.A group of teenagers, all barefoot and wearing shorts, were fighting for a broken football in the narrow alley.Perhaps, the delicate footwork of the Brazilians was developed in this environment.

Homeless men and homeless women can be seen everywhere, and the smell from the bakery mixed with the smell from the stinky sewers and urine and urine constituted the unique smell of the slums.

Tang Jide even saw two young women lying under a tree on the side of the road with only a few newspapers spread under them. It seemed that they were drug addicts who had fallen into the streets.After a full dose of drugs, they can be energetic for four or five days, and then they look like this groggy.Tang Jide couldn't help looking at Gilma, maybe this girl will be one of them in the future.

Many passers-by greeted Gilma, but they all spoke Portuguese, which Tang Jide couldn't understand, but it can be seen that this girl is quite popular.

I ran into a shirtless guy carrying a submachine gun. After entering here, Tang Jide had already seen many people with guns. The proliferation of guns was also a factor of instability here.Tang Jide guessed that most of them should be related to drug smuggling.

This guy didn't know what to say to Gilma, and then Gilma turned around and said to Tang Jide in English: "Pay first——"

Brother Big Head scratched the back of his head, then took out a stack of 100 reais bills, and handed one to her.The money was all exchanged by Xiao Xiami, and Brother Big Tou has no idea about money now.

It is obvious that the guy with the submachine gun is shooting hot gazes over. If there is a hook in the gaze, then Tang Jide's wad of money must have been hooked.

Gilma was obviously a little surprised, but she still took the banknote and shook it: "10 reais."

The big man muttered something again, and the big brother guessed that he must ask Gilma to buy more.Unexpectedly, the drug trade here is so rampant, it is simply open trading.

But in the end, Gilma only bought 10 reais of cocaine. She took out another 5 reais note from the recovered money and put it in her pocket, and stuffed the rest back to Tang Jide In his hands, it seems that this girl is very honest in her business, but her kind of business is really beyond the imagination of Big Brother.

In front of a small "pigeon cage", Gilma stopped and signaled that she was home.On a stone at the door, sat a bare-bottomed child, about four or five years old, with a pacifier in his mouth, in a daze.Seeing Gilma, the little guy immediately stood up, talking excitedly, while patting his swollen belly, probably hungry.

"This is my brother Gonzalez, can I buy bread for him first?" Gilma asked Tang Jide for advice.Brother Big Tou just nodded heavily. He feels very uncomfortable now, a little blocked, as if he was stuffed with a ball of cotton.

Seeing Gilma running briskly away, Tang Jide also sat on the big rock. He wanted to say something to Gonzales, but he couldn't communicate. In the end, the two sides could only stare. , looking at each other.

At this time, there was a feeble moan from inside the room, which could be heard as a woman's voice, and Gonzalez stood up and ran into the door. Tang Jide thought for a while, and then walked in.

The space inside the house is even narrower. In addition to a bed, there are two hammocks hanging in the air.On the only bed, lay a middle-aged woman, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were dull, her body was constantly twisting, and she was muttering something unconsciously. Judging from Big Brother's experience, it was obviously caused by long-term drug use .

Gonzales held a half bowl of water in both hands and tried to feed the woman, but she knocked it over.The china bowl shattered, and a piece of it flew up, cutting Gonzalez's calf and starting to bleed.But the woman on the bed still turned a blind eye to all this, talking nonsense.The little boy was frightened, and he stood with his hands down at a loss, his eyes were so helpless and innocent.

"These two poor children—" Tang Jide was deeply stimulated by this scene, drugs, drugs, this damn thing, it lures people into demons step by step!
As soon as Tang Jide raised his hand, the woman fell into a coma. Brother Datou used this method to help Mr. Captain to forcibly detoxify from drugs, so he used it very skillfully.It's just that there are millions of drug addicts in Brazil, can he do this?
There was a flash of people outside, but it was Xiao Xiami who rushed in with the big star. The little Xiami stopped the bleeding and treated Gonzalez's wounds, and said solemnly: "Uncle Datou, we must do something, we can't let the poison~ products to poison the body and spirit of mankind!"

Looking at Xiao Xiami's determined face, Tang Jide nodded heavily. He is feeling very tight in his chest now, and he really wants to beat someone up, so he can vent his anger.

Just at this time, a tall figure broke in at the door. He pointed a submachine gun at Tang Jide, and screamed strangely. Although he didn't understand the language, he knew that this guy was here to rob.

Of course the big head brother would not be polite to the human sandbags delivered to the door. After a green shadow flashed, the submachine gun disappeared from the big man's hand. Afterwards, Tang Jide's fist gradually became bigger in the big man's sight.Bang bang bang, the fist was fleshy, the big man soon had a nosebleed, and his eyes were full of stars.He really wanted to resist, but his hands and feet were tightly bound by the cane whip, and he couldn't move an inch, which became the best way to vent his anger.

"Stop, he's the man of Red Order, do you want to die here!" Gilma finally rushed back, she didn't expect that the narrow hut was almost full, and hurried forward to hug Tang Jide's arm.The Red Order she mentioned is a well-known drug gang in Brazil that can even fight against government forces.

But Tang Jide doesn't care about your red order or white terror, his other hand hit another heavy blow, directly knocking the big man into the air, and rolled him out of the house door to the street outside: "Is there a red order? It seems that there is no me!" The bloody order is so good—”

But Gilma looked anxious and angry, and yelled at Tang Jide: "You need to leave here immediately, immediately!"

"You don't have to worry, little girl. I'll tell them to dye red as many people as possible, and completely turn them into red orders." The big brother was in high spirits. Ever since he met Gilma, his mood was in a depressed state, and he needed to take care of himself. Let go.Living in a harmonious place like Peach Blossom Island all the time, suddenly exposed to the dark and dirty side of the world, the contrast is a bit big.

Gilma really has nothing to say about this kind of reckless outsider. She regrets it now, she shouldn't do this business, and now even her family will be implicated, her mother and her Brother, in front of those ruthless drug dealers, he has no resistance at all.Killing them is not much different than killing a rat or a bedbug in a slum.

"Let's go together." Little Xiami took Gilma's arm.

"Where are you going?" Although Gilma is not big, she has already experienced many things. She deeply knows that the forces of those drug lords are all over every corner of the city, weaving into an invisible web.

"Leave this filthiest place closest to the sky." Xiao Xiami was talking about this slum on the hillside.Although this is not Rio, there is no Monte Cristo, and the people living in the slums are not the closest to God, but they also do not receive God's favor.

Unexpectedly, Gilma's reaction was very violent: "You outsiders don't understand at all. For the residents of the slums, drug dealers are more effective than the government. At least they can use the banner of charity to improve medical treatment in the slums." Conditions, and provide basic education for children, my English is learned there!"

The poisoning is really deep enough—Little Xiami sighed, and at the same time felt indignant at the government's incompetence and indifference. I really don't know whether it is right for her and Uncle Datou to go into this muddy water.But since you do it, you will not regret it, and if you do it, you will benefit the world. This is the style of Peach Blossom Island.

So Xiao Xiami pulled Gilma and Gonzales, who was biting a pacifier, and the big head brother picked up the unconscious woman on the bed, only to find that she was only wearing a pair of underwear, so he pulled the dirty pair of underwear on the bed The blanket wrapped her up and put it on her shoulders, while Daxing picked up the submachine gun of the strong man just now and opened the way ahead.

When they went out, they found that the strong man was still lying on the street, obviously passed out.However, both sides of the street were already full of people, and they all looked at them with complicated eyes. There were worries, sympathies, gloating and indifference, as if all the human emotions of this city in the sky on the hillside were condensed in these In the eyes of different meanings.

Daxing stepped over the strong man, and stepped on his belly, but the guy was still straight, without any reaction, as if he was dead.

"You can't go, you killed Rodriguez, the people of the Red Order will ask us for someone!" Some residents blocked the way of Tang Jide and the others. They were people who were afraid of being implicated. They didn't know, This practice also invisibly encourages the arrogance of drug dealers.

There were also some voices of disapproval, which were some old tramps: "Call Gilma over, their family is pitiful enough!"

Gilma cast a grateful look at the old man who spoke. He was a veteran who picked up garbage during the day in exchange for some drugs, and returned to his cabin to smoke at night. He was also a poor person.

Perhaps many people, like this veteran, unknowingly became slaves to drugs, and then lost hope in life, living like walking dead in this city in the sky.However, there are some things in human nature that cannot be wiped out even by drugs, so so many people stand up to speak for Gilma.Everything is not so hopeless!
(End of this chapter)