Douluo See You For a Long Time

Tang San subconsciously believed that he lived in a weak country. How can a country like this that does not value the strong and does not encourage people to practice become strong?

Not long after hearing this conversation, Tang San fell asleep again because of fatigue.

When he woke up again because of the noise. The man returned to him tiredly, and the clothes on his body looked even messier than before. There was mud stuck to his clothes.

It looked like he had been busy all day, and he was holding a bunch of colorful bills tightly in his hands.

Tang San didn't understand why he held these pieces of paper so tightly. Only later did he realize that those pieces of paper were money. The world no longer uses metal money. These pieces of paper are recognized as money.

After that, he was taken away. Tang Hao was a gangster and the construction site would not keep him overnight.

This time seemed to be the rainy season in the Tiandou Empire, and the man had just hugged him and left. The sky became gloomy again, and it started to rain lightly.

The man walked back to the corner where he had taken shelter from the rain, only to find that Lijiang was occupied by homeless people. His right hand clenched into a fist, as if he wanted to drive away the homeless man.

But after hesitating for a while, he finally didn't take action. Even a homeless person might reveal his location. Looking at the child in the cardboard box in his arms. He finally endured it and continued to look for shelter from the rain and a place to spend the night.

The man carried Tang San all the way through the city. Here, Tang San saw a prosperous world that he had never imagined, with row upon row of high-rise buildings, colorful neon lights, and an endless stream of pedestrians and vehicles. The city is so noisy that even the fall of night cannot stop it.

Tang San was very puzzled. Even if he didn't have much mental power, he could still tell it from his walking posture and other habitual movements. There are almost no martial arts practitioners on this street. But most of them are well-dressed. At least he is much richer than the man holding him.

This made him confused as to why the strong could not get privileges, while the weak lived an extremely comfortable life. He felt that the world must be sick. It's a twisted world.

Following the man through the heart of the city. It was as if a certain boundary had been crossed. It was like coming to another world, and the high-rise buildings disappeared. The colorful neon has also become dim and monotonous.

Although the flow of people has not changed. But the clothes became shabby. surrounding buildings. It has also changed from high-rise buildings to shantytowns. Some people even live together in a small group of containers.

But at least they still have their own foothold,

But the man holding him didn't even have such a place to stand. As they moved forward, the surrounding scenery became more and more desolate. The divide between rich and poor had reached a point that Tang San couldn't understand.

On the edge of the city. The man finally stopped. There is an overpass. He just hugged Tang San. We came to the corner under the overpass. You stink. There are trash cans in the distance, but you can always get some shelter from the wind and rain. The man put him down and left quickly, seemingly to go shopping.

And not long after the man left, someone approached sneakily. The bum wasn't worth much, but this kid was undoubtedly a windfall. Kidnapping him and selling him would definitely result in a large amount of ill-gotten wealth.

A strange face appeared above the box, and Tang San's face finally changed color, but he was still just a baby and couldn't do anything.

Just when he was about to be stolen away, the man finally came back. This time, the man seemed to finally tolerate my anger.

Flying in front of him almost in the blink of an eye, he punched away the person who wanted to steal him. For the first time, Tang San saw how powerful this person suspected of being his father was.

It is such a strong person who wants to sleep under the overpass. In order to make a living, you have to grovel, and in order to support your children, you have to do manual labor on the construction site. Why? Why do strong men have no dignity at all? No status at all?

The trafficker was not afraid of being beaten. He just glared at the man fiercely, snorted and left.

The man carefully checked the child in the box and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was not injured. Then he took out a jar of strange powder, a small basin, and a bottle of clean water from the package he carried.

Later Tang San found out that they were boiling milk powder for him. It seems like kids all over the world are eating these things.

In the days that followed, Tang San witnessed that man with his own eyes. Make money through hard work. Even with the money he received, it was difficult to support both of them. I saved enough money for a month. Just enough to rent a rental house in the shanty town.

But the good times didn't last long. The man was kicked out of the construction site soon after. The contractor's wife found out about taking him in and had a fierce quarrel with the contractor. What did the life and death of the gangster have to do with them? If he was discovered, wouldn't he be punished and bankrupted?

In the end, the contractor couldn't defeat his wife. Tang Hao could only leave the construction site and once again lost his source of income.

Although Tang San couldn't leave his swaddling clothes, it could be seen from the man's tired look. Finding a new job is not easy. Especially when he doesn't have legal status yet.

I worked on and off several times. It didn't last long before I had to change jobs. In the end, Tang Hao picked up his old trade of blacksmithing and became a blacksmith. On a network that Tang San didn't understand, he sold his works at an outrageously low price.

It seems to be an industry where making money is slightly easier. At least two people also live to a degree visible to the naked eye. He got better, but strangely, the man's expression became increasingly numb, and the sharp look that once occasionally showed in his pupils completely disappeared.

He didn't know how much pain it was in Tang Hao's heart to be able to sell things and make a living in the name of the sect he had betrayed.

He could only see men starting to smoke more and more, even as their lives improved little by little. It was impossible to change his increasingly decadent expression.

Until one day, the man's eyes became sunken. His eyes were bloodshot, and he knelt on the ground holding his head in pain. The life that had just improved was once again dragged into hell.

Men's income does not seem too small, but from that day on, their savings are getting less and less. The man seemed to have been hollowed out by something. I look extremely depressed every day. Listless. A tool crafted with exquisite craftsmanship. It also seemed to be losing its vitality more and more, and Tang San still didn't know what this meant.

[To be continued]

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