Su Jinyu heard the sound and crawled out of the earthen house.
The mud house was small to begin with, and the door was also extremely narrow, like a dog hole.
The thugs standing nearby let out undisguised laughter. So what if they were once social elites? Without their little achievements in the social realm, they would still be at the mercy of people like them.
"It's time to pay today's protection fee, a box lunch."
"Wasn't it always three steamed buns before?"
"On weekdays, it's three steamed buns, but today we are in a good mood, so we just want boxed lunches."
Not just one small thug, but a group of small thugs.
Since the first day Su Jinyu arrived here, he has been targeted by this group of people. They have contributed to his miserable life.
But today… "No box lunch."
He spoke slowly in a calm tone.
"What? Who gave you the guts to speak to us like that?"
The gangster stepped on his mud house and said, "Damn it, you've been here for a few days and you think you can ignore us now that you're familiar with us, right?"
"Really not."
Su Jinyu looked at them and said, "There are no boxed lunches or steamed buns, and there won't be any more in the future."
His appearance irritated the gangsters.
Five men rushed towards Su Jinyu with wooden sticks.
What Su Jinyu said about having a photographic memory was true. He remembered everything they learned in training this afternoon, and he really relied on what he learned in the afternoon to beat up two thugs.
But the good times didn't last long. After he had learned just a little, he was surrounded by a few thugs who had reacted and started beating him up.
"he-tui"
Just when things were about to get out of hand, a patrol team member happened to pass by.
Su Jinyu shouted at them and called them over.
According to the rules of the base, those who cause trouble and fight will face fines and verbal warnings. If they are caught three times within a month, they will be beaten and sent to a place where they need to do hard labor for reform.
Damn, the patrol is here!
The gangsters glared at him fiercely. So what if he was taken away for a warning? When they came out, Su Jinyu would suffer even more severe revenge.
The leader of the gangsters gave him a threatening and warning look. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that this weak and helpless nobleman actually gave him a sinister and malicious smile.
He suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Hello, Captain. I am Su Jinyu, a newcomer to the God and Demon Slayer Department."
Hearing this, the leading team member paused and glanced at the pass that had not been taken off his neck. There were three lines of words clearly written on it:
Temporary Pass
Name: Su Jinyu (Demon Slayer-WOC Division)
Direct superior: Fu Anan
This can't be faked.
“So they are my future colleagues.”
The leading team member retracted his gaze, and his originally serious and unapproachable face became more friendly. Looking at the bruises on his face and the scars on his body, he frowned and asked, "Did these thugs beat you?"
"right."
Su Jinyu nodded with a pale face, "They are rampant in this area and never change. Not only me, but everyone here has been blackmailed by them. They have been caught many times but never change."
"This kind of thing actually exists in the area under my jurisdiction!"
The leading team member was filled with indignation after hearing this, and immediately expressed that these people would be dealt with seriously, and they would not be released as easily as before.
(End of this chapter)