I'm not a drama god

Everyone in District [-] looked at the departing figure with doubts in their eyes.

"Who is that man? Do you know him?"

"How do we know each other...we have only been here for a day."

"Look at his clothes and appearance, it's obvious that he is a local from Aurora City. How can we have anything to do with him..."

"But the punch he just punched was so cool and felt powerful."

"It's okay, he's not as handsome as Chief Chen."

"Anyway, he helped us out... If we meet again next time, I must thank him very much."

This mysterious man suddenly appeared, punched Zhuo Shuqing, and then left calmly... During this process, he didn't have the slightest communication with them, as if he was really just a righteous person passing by.

So are there really such good people in Aurora City?

Wen Shilin stood up unsteadily while holding the camera that Chen Ling had thrown away just now, the corners of his mouth twitching wildly in pain.

Those gangsters were so ruthless. If he hadn't taken good protection measures and the mysterious man suddenly took action, I'm afraid at least a few bones would have been broken...

"A Cheng, are you okay?" Wen Shilin walked aside and pulled up his assistant, "During the interview, didn't you tell me that you were very good at fighting? Why were you knocked down these two times?"

"I..." Acheng said with a sad face, "Sir, I can fight, but I can only fight... I can fight three people at a time, which is my limit. They also hit me with a sap, how can I fight?"

"You...oh, are you seriously injured?"

"It's not serious, it's just skin trauma." Acheng saw the camera in Wen Shilin's hand and suddenly asked, "Sir, do you know that person?"

"do not know."

"Then why did he give you the camera?"

Wen Shilin glanced at the direction Chen Ling was leaving and shook his head, "I don't know...but he should also be thinking about the refugees in the third district. In this world, there are not many people who will draw out their swords to help when there is injustice... It's a pity that he left too fast, otherwise we would have to get to know each other."

"We are all in Aurora City. Maybe there will be a chance to meet again next time."

Wen Shilin hummed, "Maybe..."

……

By the time the ruffians had finished breathing out their anger, the sun was almost setting.

The gangster leader panted and looked at the two pools of half-dead figures on the ground, wiped the sweat from his head, and then spat hard into the blood.

"I give you face, collect money from you and do things properly, and you treat me like this?"

"Is it a big deal to have a little money? How unlucky!"

The gangster leader waved his hand and said, "Take out their wallets."

A group of young men immediately stepped forward and almost stripped Zhuo Shuqing and his assistant naked. Finally, they took out a bulging wallet and handed it to the gangster leader.

"Boss, they're all here."

The ruffian leader rolled his eyes and said, "Oh, these reporters are pretty well-paid."

After saying that, he took out a few banknotes, threw the remaining money and his wallet to Zhuo Shuqing, and said coldly: "Let's go."

"Boss, is this all we need?" A young man's eyes turned red when he saw the thick banknotes in his wallet.

The gangster leader slapped him in the face.

"We are not robbers! The appearance fee is whatever you want. You have to be trustworthy in the world, do you understand?"

After saying that, he took a group of younger brothers and left.

About ten minutes later, they came to a dilapidated factory building and pushed in the door.

This is their "stronghold", at least that's what they call it. They are a group of fifty people. They basically eat, drink and have sex here. To put it nicely, they are here to find a job. To put it worst, they are just a group of people doing nothing all day long. playing cards and drinking.

The good news is that they made a big deal today, and if nothing else goes wrong, it should be enough for each of them to go out and spend a few days.

Just when they were about to start the carnival, the flame of the kerosene lamp swayed slightly, and in the dim sunlight, a figure appeared in front of the factory door like a ghost.

It was a young man wearing a brown coat. He wore half-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. The lenses reflected the flickering light of the kerosene lamp, illuminating the calm face with uncertain brightness... At this moment, he was putting his hands in his pockets and looking at the eyes. This dilapidated factory building.

"So, you are considered an evil force in the outer ring?" Chen Ling's voice seemed a little disappointed.

The sudden appearance of the figure startled everyone in the factory. They immediately picked up the weapons at hand. When they saw the man standing at the door who had punched Mu Zhuo Shuqing just now, the vigilance in their eyes became even more intense. Rich.

"This friend." The gangster leader stepped forward and spoke in a deep voice, "If you want to cause trouble for that reporter, he is not here."

"I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for you."

"Looking for us?" The ruffian leader narrowed his eyes, "We don't seem to have offended you, or do you want to stand up for those refugees?"

"I'm not that bored. I just want to ask, what kind of business do you have here?"

"business……"

The gangster leader was stunned. Did this person come to them to be their thug?

"Our business capabilities are very strong." He immediately changed his mind, "As long as the price is in place, we can be on call at any time... I just don't know who are you planning to deal with?"

"I'm not talking about this business." Chen Ling paused for a moment and narrowed his eyes. A cold wind followed his voice and swept into the factory, causing the kerosene lamp on the table to shake violently. "Can you kill people?"

"Killing people?!" The gangster leader's expression changed and he said decisively, "No, we don't kill people."

"Really? What about the organ trade?"

The gangster leader's expression became increasingly grim, "We don't trade organs either..."

As soon as the two questions came out in succession, the other boys were a little panicked. This young man looked so polite, but why did he always talk about scary things when he opened his mouth... They are just a group of unemployed vagrants who like to drink and fight. This kind of thing is really touching. I don't even dare to touch it.

"If you don't have these things, why do you think you are an evil force?" Chen Ling clicked her tongue, "Then do you know how you can trade organs?"

"No! We don't know!"

The ruffian leader spoke without hesitation, "Friend, we have no intention of offending you today. We really don't have the business you want... and no one in the entire outer ring dares to do this business."

Chen Ling frowned, thoughtfully.

"It shouldn't be...how could it not be?"

The ruffian leader hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help his curiosity and asked cautiously:

"What do you want these places for?"

"Find something."

"what?"

Chen Ling smiled slightly, and under the flickering dim candlelight, his smile was cold and cold:

"……my heart."

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I’m going to Beijing these days to attend the Tomato Creators Conference + a business trip, and there are only two updates~(^_?)☆