Douluo's dark martial arts

Chapter 331 Three Xiaoqiang on a rainy night

The sounds of cursing, beatings, and the sounds of drunken vomiting when love is deep. For these garrison soldiers who have been abandoned by their families because of their disability, nothing is more unacceptable than being alive.

"What a bunch of poor guys. It's a pity that the reality is so cruel."

The young man in black combat uniform was leaning against the corner of the alley outside the tavern to take shelter from the rain. The companion beside him crossed his arms and looked at the drinkers in the tavern, and said in a very disdainful tone,

"They are just a bunch of trash waiting to die. Even if they are disabled, they can still live well with the monthly compensation from the empire.

If they stay here and become drunkards, I would rather let them die quickly. Living is a waste of air. "

"Ron, don't say that. The teacher said that the pressure these people face is not just about their livelihood.

You also know the cruelty of that battle, and it is not easy to survive. "

The girl who was also wearing a black combat uniform standing next to the boy retorted,

Those people in the tavern used to be honorable soldiers and were respected by everyone. However, after the incident in Block [-], their lives fell from heaven to hell.

As the front-line combat troops at that time, after the battle ended and they became disabled in the battle with the evil soul master, they had to face a cruel reality.

Try to be an ordinary person...

This is definitely not a cold joke. Perhaps in the eyes of onlookers, as a soldier, even if he is physically disabled, with the subsidies from Wuhun Palace and the compensation from the empire, it is very easy to live.

The reality is not what everyone thinks. First of all, after the body becomes disabled, the empire's legion establishment will never choose a group of disabled soldiers, especially the lower-level soldiers, even soul masters, are no exception.

Secondly, not all soldiers are soul masters. Many of them are soldiers who have awakened their beast martial souls and strengthened their physiques.

After all, soul masters are still a very rare group on the mainland. If it is so easy to be a first-level soul master, then the profession of soul master cannot be said to be very noble.

Under such conditions, ordinary soldiers who become disabled can only choose to return to the lives of ordinary people from the status of military soul masters with the monthly Spirit Hall subsidy and weak compensation.

Since they still have to maintain the family's previous expenses, the compensation after being exploited by their superiors is not enough to drink a few drinks before they are given it, so they need to change careers in order to make a living.

what to do?

Yes, what can a group of guys who only kill people do?

As a laborer, no boss would be willing to hire someone with missing arms or legs, even a soul master.

They have never learned technical work at all. If they want to learn, they have to start over.

For a group of middle-aged adults with families and families, they do not have a new life. Society seems to have given them many opportunities, but in fact they have very few choices.

With the decline in income, trivial matters such as firewood, rice, oil, and salt are weighing on them like a mountain.

Coming from family difficulties and unfriendly attitudes from other people in society, the discrimination and slander suffered by these people who are not even great soul masters is worse than the discrimination experienced by Master in Notting City.

The treacherous faces of ordinary people in the city are displayed to the fullest during the period when they are seeking to make a living, making people unable to feel any hope for life.

And even in this situation, it is the better end for them. Some unlucky "soul masters" were injured and returned home. When they woke up, even their compensation money was taken away by their wives who disliked them.

As for what the money was used for, it was of course used to elope with other soul masters, leaving the disabled soul master with nothing. The only option left for him was to hang himself.

"Okay, don't argue about this matter. Our mission is to monitor whether there is any smuggling incident here. Don't delay the business."

The young man who had been standing silently in the middle spoke up and said,

The cold wind blew his bangs. The boy's eyes were beautiful, like a girl's. Looking up, you could vaguely see a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.

"This is our first mission. Please pay attention to the signal of the first team and be ready to support at any time."

"I know, Harry, why are you so serious?"

Ron curled his lips when he heard Harry's words, raised his chin slightly like a proud little cock, and said,

"The teachers have said that this mission is for us to practice, and it is not too difficult.

Besides, I have already obtained the third soul ring. With our strength, it won’t be difficult to kill all the people in the tavern.

You think so, Hermione? "

"Damn it...you are the third to last breakthrough in our team. I really don't know what you are proud of?"

The girl Hermione shook her head in disgust, stretched out her hand to straighten the combat uniform on her body, and then the light flashed by lightning illuminated the special markings on the clothing.

shadow team,

Soul masters are very rare, but Wuhun Palace has never lacked soul masters. Every year, the training list of Wuhun Palace will absorb the blood of fresh soul masters, and they are the "genius soul masters" after Jidi Qi.

"I heard that a few people from our last Shadow Team survived. Everyone, please cheer up and don't capsize in the gutter again."

Harry reminded,

Ron still maintained the inexplicable pride in his heart and curled his lips, "Tch, it's not because of a lack of ability.

They say they are a group of geniuses, but I think it is probably the teacher who is bluffing us. No one would believe such a thing as a 12-year-old soul master."

"Okay, wait! Someone is coming!"

Hermione was about to refute Ron's words, when suddenly a figure appeared in her sight, interrupting what she wanted to say,

I saw two figures appearing in the alley not far away, wearing ponchos and heading towards the pub in the heavy rain. One of them had a prosthetic right arm that was too big and was directly exposed outside the poncho.

"It's the former garrison instructor and the captain of the red-haired team. It shouldn't be. Why did they come here?

Is it possible that they are also related to the smuggling incident? ! "

Harry frowned and took out the ancestral soul-guiding device "Invisibility Cloak" from the interlayer of his combat uniform and motioned for Hermione and Ron to get inside.

"Let's go and take a closer look. This time it may be as simple as smuggling. We may have caught a big fish."

"Then should we notify the first team first?"

Seeing this, Ron was serious, his face suddenly became a little nervous, and he hesitated and said,

"I'm not afraid of fighting. The main thing is that if there really is someone bigger, we can easily alert the enemy by doing this."

"Indeed, I will inform the first team and you go with Harry."

Hermione nodded after hearing this and said to the two of them, "You two are here to check the situation.

Remember, never alert others, especially you!Ron, don't hold Harry back,"

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