After Becoming a Little Sister

There is one thing to say, the macho Ma Ge is not a weak chicken, and he is even considered a rare brash-type warrior in the Nanbang area. Usually, they, the leaders of the evil forces, have to give him face.

Once something happens in the jurisdiction, such as burning, killing, looting, etc., the savage brother Ma will come to ask, and they have to ask the younger brother to check if someone is doing trouble in their area, and then catch it and send it to him. Hello, me hello everyone.

But no matter how fierce the macho Ma is, he is only one person. Looking at it from here, there are no fewer than a hundred machos who are not inferior to him in ferocity.

The throats of the leaders of the red-light district rolled, and they hesitated for a while.

Being able to be assigned to these places with a lot of oil and water is naturally not all about being brave and ruthless, but more about having wrists and connections. Smoothness is the first element of survival. Facing Mrs. Jin's questioning, they did not dare to Answer——Although it is a bit embarrassing not to say a word, but if everyone is ashamed, then there seems to be no problem...

Mrs. Mei didn't even think about her venomous tongue. She was just about to follow Mrs. Jin in, but unexpectedly, a carefree voice came from beside her.

"I don't agree!"

He speaks the Republican language. Although Nanbang has a strong accent, it can be heard that he has practiced it.

There is no strange dress, no outlandish appearance, the other party is wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and looks as gentle as a doctor or lawyer.

Mrs. Jin stopped and looked sideways: "Who are you?"

"Me? It doesn't matter who I am, but you are making such a mess, how can we do business?" The man with gold glasses spread his hands: "Mrs. Jin, although I have heard of your name, it seems that we have nothing to do with you. Hatred?"

Mrs. Mei squinted her eyes and looked at the other party: "Is it you?"

As she spoke, she lowered her voice and explained to Mrs. Jin: "He is not from the gray area, but a grassroots prosecutor. In fact, he also owns some shares in the red-light district industry. The most important thing is that his father is a member of parliament, and his uncle is a high-ranking official in the Busan area. Attorney General."

The prosecutor of Nanbang is a very strange position, which is equivalent to a member of the official inspection team, and has no subordinate relationship with other departments.

But the position itself has great power and high social status. In a certain way, it is equivalent to the ancient censor of the Republic, who can control everything.

However, in addition to these statuses, the actual power of the prosecutor is even more powerful-lighter ones can call all the police forces in the jurisdiction to directly issue arrest warrants, and powerful police officers like the macho Marco also have to be under the command of the other party. down to work.

And without the permission of the other party, the police cannot even conduct an investigation on their own.

More seriously, he even dared to directly criticize the leader of Nanbang——Li Moubo was the petition submitted by the prosecutor system to Lawyer Wen. At that time, Lawyer Lu wanted to change this system, but failed, and was also overthrown by the prosecutor system Those who went down were even forced to commit suicide by the constant surveillance.

Lawyer Wen doesn't like the current prosecutorial system very much now, but he can't get rid of it. While fighting against the chaebols, he can't afford to suppress these hyenas.

To put it bluntly, this man with gold-rimmed glasses is a genuine young dignitary of the Nanbang generation, an existence with more power than a chaebol.

Facing Mrs. Mei's slight fear, the man with gold rim glasses pushed his glasses, and arrogantly glanced at these men in black, who were almost unrivaled by the evil forces, as if looking at a bunch of ants: "Now I I'll give you 10 minutes to get the hell out of here."

"You'd better restrain yourself." Madam Ju said in a deep voice, "Some things are not as simple as you imagined."

"So what?" The man with gold spectacles spread his hands: "Does it have anything to do with me? Whether it's a murderer or a fight between your gangsters, they're all unworthy things. I admire the culture of your republic very much." , such as the phrase 'It's hard to enter the elegant hall', but it's a pity that your culture has long been broken, and the real orthodoxy of Ming Dynasty is on our side."

As he spoke, the man in the golden glasses waved his hands wantonly, giving orders as usual, and said to the leaders of the red light district: "Don't do it yet? Let these guys get out, this is not a place where they can come and play wild - or you are For consumption? That’s okay, there are quite a few women from your side here, and I spent a lot of money to get them here, and it’s not bad for you to help fellow migrant workers to improve their performance, hahahaha..."

However, Mrs. Jin just looked at him silently for a few seconds, then continued walking inside without looking back: "Kill him to death."

"Haha... huh?" The man in the gold spectacles who pretended to be smiling was stunned for a moment, slightly astonished, and his tone was disconnected.

Then he looked at the suddenly stagnant atmosphere, and subconsciously felt something was wrong: "You..."

The man with gold spectacles moved his eyes to the bosses of the red-light district next to him, but these gangster bosses who usually want to kneel and lick his leather shoes, now retreat a few steps as if avoiding the plague god, laughing and not talking, just looking at the dead looked at him the same.

Mrs. Jin's figure had already disappeared into the shadow of the entrance. Mrs. Mei shrugged and followed with a set of shield knives.

Mrs. Ju blocked the door, looked at him indifferently, then raised her hand and whistled around her mouth.

In the next second, the roar of the engine attracted everyone's attention.

An off-road vehicle parked next to it suddenly started, the front of the car was covered with dust and snow, and it shook away like a lion. Keep bumping forward.

"Boom—boom boom——"

Advertising stands were knocked over, floor-to-ceiling glass doors were smashed, and even the rolling shutter door of a massage parlor was dented.

Pushed all the way for more than ten meters, the off-road vehicle stopped for a while, and pulled back a little.

The man in the gold-rimmed glasses who was lying on the front of the car raised his hand with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something, his head and face were covered in blood and ashes.

But he couldn’t say what he said—following the retreating car kicked the accelerator fiercely, half of the car crashed into the massage parlor next to it, knocking down the wall separating the massage parlor It was overwhelmed and covered the front of the car.

The black-clothed man in the car got down, went to the front of the car to check whether the other party was dead or not, and after confirming that the dog was gone, he nodded in satisfaction.

Although the place is too narrow and the acceleration of the accelerator pedal is not enough, it will be very stable as long as you push it a little more.

His eyes swept over the leaders of the red light district. The momentarily confused and innocent driver who caused the accident didn't say a word. He walked up to the hunk brother Ma and stretched out his hands with an expression of "what are you so dazed and handcuffed to me?" Looking at him, he gestured to his wrist, which was as thick as an ordinary person's fist.

The hunk brother Ma stared at this scene dumbfounded, and then took a breath, still a little dazed.

"He's just a suspect. Someone will turn himself in later." Mrs. Ju snorted coldly, raised her hand and recruited a subordinate to do things in front of these guys: "Go to the hospital and find someone who is seriously ill and has no money to treat. We paid for his medical treatment, helped him support his family, and let him take the blame.”

"Yes!"

Then Mrs. Ju stared at the leaders of the red-light district, and asked again what Mrs. Jin said before——

"Who is not convinced?"

"No no!"

"We are again, go first, go first..."

"Haha, the weather is so nice today—no, the weather is so bad, I dare not go out, I don't see anything..."

The leader of the red-light district shouted haha, he was scared into a cold sweat in the winter, and wanted to leave with a smile, but he was pushed up by the black-clothed hunk with his chest muscles bulging, and he went back directly, surrounded like an eagle catching a chick .

"Before the matter here is over, it's better for you to take a good look at it here."

Mrs. Chrysanthemum looked at them, and two excavators behind her did not know when they came and smashed the huge bucket on the ground beside her, using the most common heavy industry vehicles to demonstrate the purest violent aesthetics, like It is the Dharma Guardian King Kong who crosses and guards the entrance of the passage.

Next to the window on the second floor, the little fairy was greatly moved: "Hey, this is called professional!"

"The other party's identity is unusual, and something will happen."

"Heh, I thought he didn't look very good before, he was basically useless, and with this group of insects, how can he do well in politics?"

"I care more about how to get down now... Wait a minute, I'll answer the phone—hello?"

"...help...help..."

A little girl's voice came intermittently from the other end of the phone with a slightly hoarse voice...

PS1: "Nothing happened"

PS2: Make it up tomorrow

Section 907 0890-rua! (To make up for fishing yesterday

Nanbang · Busan Riverside

The pickup truck stopped in a slightly remote urban area, and the two little ones climbed out of the truck timidly.

The dumb girl had already heard the driver and the people outside yelling at each other. Although she couldn't hear the specific content clearly, she could hear the words "goods delivered", "demolition", and "temporary accommodation" in it. It is very clear.

Although the adults discovered that there were two children hidden in the back compartment, they might not do anything to them, and even contacted the official directly, but after being threatened by the obese middle-aged woman before, the two children were really unbelievable. Others, even the Nuannuan girl, had some doubts about her cognition.

Maybe the world is not as good as parents say, but there are bad people everywhere?

If the people of the Republic know that Nanbang and his gang are not human beings, and that they have harmed their own children like this, I'm afraid they will have to copy the guys and directly fry all the ghosts and ghosts in the frying pan...

The Nuannuan girl and the mute girl got out of the carriage, trotted and hid in a corner, watching the people in the pickup truck begin to carry the goods.

The original owner of the goods seemed to have discovered something, uttered an exclamation, and then called his family, pointing to the jade pendant and a simple sticky note next to the jade pendant and chattering.

The warm girl asked curiously: "What did you write on it?"

The dumb girl didn't understand and shook her head, so Nuannuan girl nodded like "I understand" and stopped asking.

Although the two cubs had a good understanding, the combination of one dumb and one foreigner hindered them from asking for help to the greatest extent.

After watching for a while, they confirmed that the other party had received the jade pendant, and they had no intention of pursuing it. Then they carefully sneaked out of the alley along the wall, trying to find help from outside.

On both sides of the alleyway are residents’ houses, piled up with various sundries. The old houses around are only two or three stories high, which are far inferior to the high-rise buildings in the nearby city blocks that can be seen through them. A little better than the slums, but not much better.

And this time is already busy in the afternoon, the meal time has passed, and there are not many people around outside, the two little ones bounced along the bumpy road all the way, came to the alley, looked at At the alley with light outside, I mustered up the courage to walk forward hand in hand——

In an instant, a huge difference like another world appeared in front of them.

There is a lot of traffic, there are many high-rise buildings, and the people walking up and down the street are all elites in suits and leather shoes. Even the shops not far away are all exquisite and expensive, which discourages the two little ones.

"Here... where is it?"

Nuannuan girl was a little scared, and subconsciously wanted to retreat into the alley.

But at the entrance of the alley, a few stray dogs gathered at some point, thin and messy, rummaging through the trash can at the entrance of the alley, staring at the two little ones with wary eyes from time to time, bared their teeth and growled threateningly.

The dumb girl was also a little bit at a loss, she had only been to Busan Port, she didn't know that she and Nuan Nuan went all the way to the largest office building gathering area in Busan, this area is roughly equivalent to the International Trade Building business district in Dongshan City—— The surrounding area is full of commercial places. Although there is an urban village alley with fireworks behind it on the edge of the business district, most of them are high-end office buildings where exquisite and fast-paced white-collar workers gather.

"Woo-woof!"

As if realizing that the two little two-legged beasts in front of him were easy to bully, the stray dog ​​lowered its body and let out a tentative growl.

A passing white-collar guard came over and glanced at this side, but when he saw the dusty faces and clothes of the two little ones, he just looked away as if nothing had happened, and walked away quickly, pretending that he didn't see anything up.

It is not that there are no good people in Nanbang. In fact, any country or place, as long as it is not in a long-term war and famine environment, can breed good people under normal social conditions. exception.

It’s just that someone has done a social experiment. The same two children, one well-dressed and the other dirty and messy, ask passers-by for help in the same way, and the result is almost completely opposite—clean children with well-dressed clothes generally get everyone’s help , Passers-by are willing to listen to her appeal and provide help within their ability. The package is not limited to making phone calls, giving money or contacting the official.

Children in messy clothes are avoided by most passers-by, and even scolded, and very few people stop to listen.

The main reason for this difference actually comes from empathy.

If it is not just children, but the two kinds of people who are clean and messy are expanded to adults, then people will probably find out why the perception is so different-people who are well-dressed need help, and they may be in trouble for a while, because From a normal person's point of view, the other party's well-dressed clothes prove that the other party is a positive and motivated person, or at least not the kind of existence that relies on cheap food for a living.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of person would not fall into such an embarrassing situation because of these small difficulties. In the subconscious, everyone will feel that this is an "unnecessary difficulty" they encountered, and most people can empathize with that momentary How embarrassing and helpless between people feel sympathetic, and then lend a helping hand.

Of course, you can also use more explicit words-this kind of help is more able to achieve people's self-satisfaction.

When a person with dirty clothes needs help, people will think that this is due to the other party's laziness or lack of progress, which is the original sin.

Even giving help is just like drinking poison to quench thirst, it is impossible to help them get a better life-this kind of situation can't generate empathy at all, can't recognize that the other person needs help is genuine, and even feel that this kind of person simply deserves it .

This kind of help, not only cannot make people self-satisfied, but will make people feel cheated.

As for the begging of the disabled, it is obviously different from the tramp with dirty clothes.

This is why the poor are often more willing to help the poor in social experiments, because they know that there are some things that everyone does not want, and they do not want to lose their homes, jobs, or even lose their dignity, but life is complicated and difficult, and it is difficult to express it in words. Clearly, they are the ones who can empathize with those 'similar' the most.

Empathy generates empathy, and empathy leads to sympathy. The two little cats now look like little dirty cats rolling in the garbage dump. In Nanbang, an area with a bustling tourist industry, the locals have seen too much The little dirty cat who became a professional beggar or thief at a young age didn't mean to meddle in other people's business.

The mute little girl picked up a dead branch that fell from a roadside tree, waved it at two stray dogs, and protected Nuannuan girl and slowly retreated to the bustling street behind her.