Starting as the Godslayer, I will execute the gods

It was noon soon. The hot sun shone on the Harmonious City, dispelling some of the cold, and people began to get busy one after another.

In the slums, most people are willing to work, but because of physical or other reasons, they are not competent for ordinary people's work, which makes them often hungry.

In fact, in the Harmonious City, there are few jobs, and the salary is suppressed very low by capital. Ordinary workers can only barely fill their stomachs in a day and cannot support a family of three.

So the hostess often takes some jobs such as pasting matchboxes or washing clothes for the masters, and is often busy until midnight.

Children of ordinary people will also work with their mothers, unable to receive formal education, and the gap between the rich and the poor is huge.

And those rich people are born superior. They enjoy the best educational resources in the Harmonious City. Extracurricular activities also include equestrianism and hunting. They enjoy the most auspicious living environment, have spacious rooms, and use silk products.

Every day they eat high-end meals hired by professional chefs, and they don’t have to work hard for half a piece of dark bread.

This is a situation that is set from birth. The rich will firmly grasp education and wealth, and normal civilians will never have the opportunity to cross classes in their lifetime.

In the lowest area of ​​Harmony City, the slums represent dirtiness and poverty, but at this moment, a group of uninvited guests are ushered in.

This is a group of thugs wearing leather and with ferocious faces. They walked into the slums with cold weapons and unfriendly faces.

Although the poor quickly moved away from here, several poor people with limited mobility were still caught.

The leading thug was a bald head with a strange tattoo on his head, and he grabbed a poor boy.

He had a ferocious face and a bad tone: "I ask you, our Jeff gang lost 30 gold coins in the slums two days ago, have you seen them!"

The boy was pale and shook his head: "No!"

"No?" The thug smiled grimly and said to the group of people behind him: "Brothers, beat them up and search for our gold coins!"

The younger brothers behind him immediately sneered and hit the boy hard with iron bars. After a few rounds, his head and face were covered with blood.

In the slums, a girl with a head of aloof hair and fair skin suddenly retracted her head.

"Yuan, just as you told me, those guys are here again!"

Hill immediately reported the information to Su Miao and described how many people were beaten.

Su Miao, who was dozing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and heard the noise in the slums.

He nodded and then opened a little black rag blocking the door with his hand and looked outside.

It was a group of thugs in leather. The bald man in the lead should be the leader, and he brought a dozen of his subordinates.

It is worth noting that several of the subordinates held thick hemp ropes in their hands, which were wrapped around their bodies.

These thugs were wreaking havoc everywhere. Their behavior was not to search for lost gold coins at all, but more like violent population arrests.

Originally, they searched under the pretext of losing gold coins, but now they didn't even pretend.

"Go out now?" Hill asked, she was a little eager to fight.

Su Miao shook her head and said, "No, wait a little longer."

The girl frowned and asked in confusion, "Why?"

Su Miao was silent for a few seconds, and then said to the girl Hill, "Because of human nature."

The girl Hill shook her head and said, "I don't understand!"

It's not the right time yet. If Su Miao takes action at this time, he will only become the target of public criticism.

Even if he helps them and kills the gangsters, these poor people will not regard Su Miao as a benefactor.

They regarded Su Miao as the sinner who angered the gangs. They only thought about whether the gangs would come for revenge, only cared about their own interests, and only cared about their own lives. This is the bad nature of human beings.

This is even more true for the poor people at the bottom of society...

If you want to use these poor people to build momentum, you must tie the interests of everyone together.

As long as their desire for revenge and greed is aroused, Pandora's box will be opened...

The gangs laughed and kicked a slum as if it was broken. These houses were originally built of rotten wood and rubble, and they were simply unable to withstand the destruction of violence.

A thug grabbed a terrified girl with a smile, and then put a collar made of hemp rope on her.

"No, you thugs, let go of my granddaughter, we didn't steal your money at all!"

It was a gray-haired old man who was shouting at the top of his lungs, but he seemed to have difficulty walking and could only tear the thug's leather boots with his hands.

"Damn it, Lao Deng!"

The thug stomped the old man's palm and smashed it, then hit him hard with a stick.Head!

Bang!

A clear sound of bones breaking was heard, and the old man's head was directly hit and sunken, and he died on the spot.

"No, Grandpa!" The thin girl broke down and cried, she wanted to break free from the hemp rope and return to her relatives.

The thugs grabbed the hemp rope tightly and roared: "Shut up, little thing!"

"Bang!"

The girl was kicked, and her whole body was kicked into the air. She was dead in an instant, and her life or death was unknown.

Then, the thugs directly pulled the hemp rope and dragged the girl away like a dead dog.

This situation happened almost at the same time in the slums. A dozen thugs pushed through the slums, kicked open the dilapidated houses one by one, and when they met the poor with healthy hands and feet, they tied them up with hemp ropes and let them follow behind.

If they met smaller children or gray-haired old people, they would be directly smashed to death with iron rods.

Su Miao knew why. They needed healthy people to safely pass the long journey and cross most of the East Continent to the West Front. In order to ensure the number of people delivered, they would capture healthy poor people, and kill the old, weak, sick and disabled directly.

It is worth noting that the thugs slowly broke into the houses one by one, and then captured or killed people directly. They actually just hid in their own broken houses, and no one wanted to escape from here.

All the poor people locked up their houses, trying to use inferior fences to block the vicious thugs. Everyone was praying that they would not break into their homes, and some poor people were betting that their inconspicuous houses would be ignored.

"Let go of my daughter, you devils!" A middle-aged man yelled, but his neck was tied with a hemp rope and he could not move.

The other thug was holding a little girl in his hand. He asked another companion: "Do you want to take this child away?"

The other thug smiled cruelly and said: "Of course, if you are not afraid of being scolded by Boss Jeff."

"Okay." The thug nodded and turned around to smash the little girl to death.

"No, Winnie!" The man roared shrilly, but he was powerless at the moment.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the door of the house. It was a beautiful girl with black hair, but her face was extremely white.