A foreigner's journey

Manson Gulup's lair is a huge courtyard, located in the deepest part of the slums on Bafan Street and close to the outer wall.

The high wall outside the courtyard is completely made of scrap iron plates and wooden boards, which are tied with spiked steel cables and thick iron wires. The surface of the wall is covered with random spray paintings.

Two burly men wearing nailed leather jackets stood on duty in front of the gate of the wall. The two people who were chatting suddenly noticed a figure appearing at the end of the steamy street in the distance.

He has black hair, wears glasses, has an ordinary appearance, wears cheap clothes, and looks thin. He has no sense of threat and looks like a resident of the slums.

One of the strong men laughed: "Hey kid, you're in the wrong place! This is Boss Manson's territory, watch out for your life!"

Another strong man ridiculed wantonly: "You want to find your mother to breastfeed? Then you have to go to the Walled Commercial Street, hahaha..."

Click!

Before the second burly man who taunted had finished speaking, his jaw suddenly went numb. In the eyes of his companions, this mean-mouthed gangster had his jaw removed, and his limb joints were twisted into weird shapes. He collapsed on the ground and made a horrifying and painful sound.

Heather quietly appeared behind the first sturdy doorman and said in a calm tone: "Do you want to be like this too?"

The burly guard shook his head desperately.

"Open the door and notify Manson Gulup that [Heather] is coming to visit."

Heather? The burly doorman first thought the name was familiar, and then his eyes suddenly turned frightened. He was the super ruthless man who killed the boss of Doleg in the slums of Qifan Street in just two hours! Isn’t he only active in Qifan Street? Why did he come to the slums of Bafan Street?

Thoughts just ran through his mind quickly. The strong man immediately pressed the red button of the remote control in his pocket without hesitation, and the dark red door covered with rust behind him slowly opened with a creaking sound.

Under Heather's gaze, the strong man tremblingly took out his walkie-talkie and pressed the call button: "Is Boss Manson here?"

[Boss is having a meal, what's going on? 】

"Yes, there are guests."

【Um? guest? 】

"It's [Heather]!"

[Hiss...] The walkie-talkie took a deep breath, and it was silent for a while before it started ringing again——

[The boss said, please move to the main hall of Manson Mansion. 】

The strong man hung up the walkie-talkie and looked at Heather timidly: "Boss Heather, look... how about I take you there?"

"Lead the way." Heather said concisely.

Manson Yard was transformed from a huge junkyard. There are abandoned cars, huge metal parts, and mechanical equipment everywhere here, forming mountains of scraps. There is a relatively wide passage between the mountains covered with water vapor. At the end of the passage is a three-story high building made of metal parts. A unique villa built on top of each other.

And Manson Gulup himself had already taken the lead to greet Heather in front of the villa.

This is a middle-aged man with dark skin and an unusually strong build. He is wearing an open-chested red leather jacket and black leather pants. There are horrific claw marks on the corners of his mouth and bare chest. He wears dark sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. His long hair is combed It became big and small dreadlocks hanging on the back of my head.

Manson Gulup, the underground king of the Bafan Street slums.

When Heather looked at Manson, the latter also looked at Heather through his sunglasses.

Doleg from the Qifan Street slum is a big boss with many subordinates. Although his power is not as powerful as Kuruneo, who has controlled the walled commercial street for many years, he can control the life and death of ordinary people in the Qifan Street slum. The strength on his side is almost the same.

It was such an underground boss who, under the hands of this humble young man in front of him, didn't even last two hours before his people and his territory were razed to the ground. From then on, the name Doleg completely disappeared from Midgar, and the Qifan Street slums became the "Land of Freedom".

Manson didn't dare to bet on whether Heather would move into the slums of Bafan Street on a whim. He could only secretly pray that Heather would really come to him for help, and then he could let this evil star satisfy him as much as possible. Get lost.

Resist? Don't be stupid, this guy in front of you has at least the strength of Shinra Company's 2nd level [Special Forces]. His subordinates are just a gift to him.

After a few simple greetings, Manson invited Heather to the living room. He first politely asked Heather if she had any idea of ​​having a meal together. After being rejected, he asked tentatively: "Brother Heather, I don't know what's going on." Can I help?"

Heather put her hands in her pockets and was looking at the decoration of the living room. Unexpectedly, Manson was quite tasteful. The decoration here was full of the metal punk feel of the hardcore wasteland, a bit like "Mad Max". He heard Manson's inquiry and said without looking back:

"I heard that you took on a new subordinate named [Kos]?"

"Kos?"

Manson was stunned for a moment: "Probably a few months ago, I did take in such a subordinate. This guy... is he in trouble? He just came to the slums not long ago. Maybe he is ignorant and offended Brother Heather. I don’t know if I can…”

If it were any other subordinate, Manson would have handed them over immediately without saying a word. But Kos was different. This kid was originally a prominent figure in the urban area of ​​​​Bafan Street. Even though his family was ruined and he lived in a lower-class slum, he still had a lot of money and a wide range of connections. It is better to say that I have found a partner than taking on a younger brother. Manson has recently made a lot of money relying on Coase's connections. It was really hard for him to hand over Kos rashly.

"He hasn't offended me yet. It depends on his reply and attitude."

Heather was the evil Riddler in Manson's eyes, but Manson really didn't want to provoke such a villain, so he had to tell his men to bring Kos over.

After a while, the door of the living room was pushed open, and a young man with long curly hair walked in.

He was wearing some old-fashioned SUPERDRY brand fashion clothes, with long wet curly hair hanging casually on his shoulders. Although his face was still handsome, his deep-set eye sockets and high cheekbones ruined the beauty, and he had a deep anger on his face. .

"Manson, are you looking for me?" Kos asked rudely as soon as he came in, his voice a little hoarse.

Manson pointed at Heather and said something to the point: "This brother Heather is looking for you. Cos, if there is any dispute or misunderstanding, just talk it over. Don't be so nervous."

Kos looked at Heather with an impatient look on his face: "Who is this kid? Heather? I don't know him!"

"This..." Manson looked at Heather, then at Kos, and had to stand up and leave the living room: "You guys, please talk slowly. If you have anything to do, just tell the men at the door."

Click, the door closed.

Kos sat down on the sofa and sunk deeply in. He took out the metal cigarette case from his arms and lit one for himself. He took a nice puff and then blew out a large cloud of smoke towards Heather: "Tell me. , What are you looking for from me? It's not impossible to borrow money, but I don't like your attitude."

Heather sat on the sofa opposite him, with a half-smile on her face: "My name is Heather, and I come from the lower part of Qifan Street."

"Oh, Qifan Street slum, I also stayed there for a while. What, you want to make friends?" Kos crossed his legs and held a cigarette between his fingers.

"No, I was asked to come to you."

Heather stood up, put her hands in her pockets and looked down at Kos who was stuck in the sofa, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised:

"Do you remember an old man named [Monty]?"

Monty? Kos fell into a brief thought, and then his originally nonchalant expression gradually turned ugly: "...It's still about that bar? It's not over, right? I got this bar through legal means, but Monty signed it contract!"

"Using deception to get that bar for less than one-twentieth of the price, and then hiring someone to severely injure Monty and throw him out of Midgar? It's indeed [legal]. Then I'll use a little more with you." Legal means..."

Heather's tone gradually turned cold:

"I spent a year and a half looking for you, and I have to say that your skills in hiding and running away are indeed very good. But you also have another enemy, [Naya], remember this name? She wanted to avenge you. But you willingly owe me a favor."

Beads of sweat continued to leak out from Kos's forehead. He suddenly threw the metal cigarette case and lighter in his hand at Heather, then stood up holding on to the armrest of the sofa and tried to escape. As soon as he stood up, he suddenly fell to the ground, all the joints of his limbs twisted and deformed.

"Let me tell you the truth. I am not a messenger of justice, but an assassin on commission, a very romantic kind."

Heather slowly squatted in front of Kos, who was lying on the ground squirming and wailing. He took out a contract from his arms and unfolded it in front of Kos:

"Monty's only wish before he died was for you to die. I owed him a favor, so I agreed. I didn't expect that when I came to Midgar, I found that you actually abandoned the bar and ran away. I had no choice but to entrust Other forces are investigating the matter. Fortunately, you couldn't bear the loneliness and showed up on Bafan Street again. This time you can't run away. Look, is it this contract? The one you tricked old Monty into signing. .”

"Ahhhh! You, you, you...uhhhhh...what do you want to do...ahhh!"

Kos was in so much pain that he couldn't speak clearly, and his whole body was shaking violently. He looked expectantly towards the door from time to time, but his new partner did not show up, and the door was not even opened once.

Coase understood that he had been abandoned.

He was originally a respectable man from the downtown area of ​​​​Bafan Street, and he opened a bar with Naya. But he was obsessed with Naya's beauty and had the audacity to drug her. I thought it would be fine if I coaxed her away afterwards, but I didn't expect that Naya was a woman with a strong personality and her family was quite well-established in the Shinra Company. In order to save his life, Kos had to abandon his real estate and family business in the downtown area of ​​​​Bafan Street and move to the slums of Qifan Street.

During this period, he met old Monty. This old man had been pushing a cart in the slums to sell cocktails until a few years ago. After saving enough money, he opened a bar called "Seventh Heaven" in the Qifan Street slums, where he served When we arrived at the Qifan Street slum, the bar had just been built not long ago.

Cos tricked old Monty into telling him that he was a famous bartender on Bafan Street. He himself did have some tricks. After showing his tricks to old Monty a few times, the old man believed him and was willing to open this bar in partnership with Cos. Kos felt that he could make a lot of money from this bar, and then returned to Bafan Street for revenge. So he tricked old Monty into signing the contract in Heather's hand, and owned the bar for 40,000 GIL.

Immediately afterwards, he hired Doleg's thugs to seriously injure old Monty who was seeking an argument with him, and threw him out of Midgar's outer wall at night.

He originally thought that he could make a lot of money by relying on his bartending skills and bartending, so he even changed the name of the bar to "Wild Fire" in order to avenge Naya's "Wild Rose". However, Doleg was greedy and planned to give Cos a severe blow. Cos did not dare to disobey Doleg and could only abandon the bar and run away. After hiding in the slums of Wufan Street for more than a year, he dared to go to Bafan Street to seek refuge with Manson after hearing that Doleg's gang had mysteriously disappeared.

He will soon be able to stand out and go to Bafan Street to seek revenge on that bitch Naya! Why, just bullying a lonely old man from the slums can lead to such terrible trouble! ?

"You... oh... you can't kill me..." Kos burst into tears and said intermittently with his whole body twitching: "That bar... still... still belongs to me... don't kill me, I'll give the bar... away ……give you……"

Heather smiled and shook her finger: "NONONO, you made a mistake. I'm not here to force you to transfer the bar, I just want you to understand. Old Monty didn't tell you that the bar actually still exists. You owe money to the carpenter of Qifan Street Construction, right? After you die, the bar will be owned by the carpenter because of the debt, and I will pay to officially buy the bar from the carpenter. But all this has nothing to do with you. Yes, you just need to provide your 'brain'."

With that said, Heather folded the contract in half and then in half, then slowly tore it into pieces and sprinkled them on Kos: "So, are you ready?"

"Don't...don't kill..."

Heather's right arm suddenly made a blast of air, and the fierce air blade he drew out directly cut Kos's neck, leaving a deep and huge crack in the living room.

Outside the door, Manson was sitting on a chair sweating profusely, tapping his fingers on the armrest of the chair.

Bang! The door of the living room suddenly opened. Manson subconsciously looked up, but was hit by a heavy object in his arms. When he looked closely, he found that it was the painful and hideous head of Kos.

"Let your men spread the word that Kos is dead and his head is with you."

Heather, who was standing at the door of the living room, didn't have any blood on her body. She still looked calm and calm: "Is there any problem?"

For a moment, Manson really wanted to order his men to shoot Heather with guns. When Kos died, he had no intention of revenge. This was a huge blow to his reputation. But in the end, he slumped down on the chair and whispered: "No, no problem..."

Manson once encountered a monster on the outskirts of Midgar, and all his companions died. Only he survived, as evidenced by the scars on his chest and mouth. He could feel that although the black-haired young man in front of him wore a human appearance, he was actually a terrifying monster in his heart.

Can't be provoked, dare not disobey... Compared to one's own life, what does mere face mean?

Finally, under the watch of Manson's men, Heather left Manson's courtyard and disappeared at the end of the steamy street.

Manson stood in the blood-spattered living room, looking at the deep and huge crack, and said nothing for a long time.

PS: 4K words