Chapter 147 Sanmao, Penguin, City of Evil

Sanmao, an ordinary boy, an ordinary newspaper seller in Tingen City.

He does not have the shadow of Klein's parents, and has very few relatives and friends. He has always been alone. He grew up in an orphanage since he was a child, and learned the cruelty and ruthlessness of society alone.

Sanmao, who has always been alone, has almost no exposure to knowledge.

In normal history, ordinary people died in Loen's international war, or due to the loss of control of extraordinary power...

But when Mitya bought the newspaper, he gave him one gold pound, which brought a turn for the better to Sanmao.

A moderate wind combined with the changing fire in Tingen City ignited a forest.

What can one gold pound do?

For some people, the smallest unit of money is a gold pound, and the consumption of a pet is the accumulation of three generations of the middle class.

But for some people, one pound can turn them into the biggest gang boss in Tingen City!

Time returned to the present, Sanmao folded his hands and turned over a history book from the Tingen City Library.

There are bookshelves built in a considerable part of this room, and the bookshelves are filled with all kinds of books.

It can be seen that Sanmao is used to sitting on a chair and reading books in his spare time.

Sanmao and Leonard sat across from each other at an ordinary table. It was rare for two people with different identities to meet so peacefully for the first time.

"Hello, Lawyer Watson."

"Introduce yourself, Penguin." Sanmao said, reaching out to comb the three long hairs remaining on his hair, and shook out the robe lined with penguin velvet and gold silk.

"Lawyer Watson, one of my people told me something. You felt compassion for a, um, ordinary homeless man."

"Yes." Leonard said calmly: "I feel sad for what happened to him."

"Is this really true?" Sanmao didn't seem to believe it. He glanced at Watson. Years of experience made it difficult for him to believe in so-called good people.

Maybe Leonard is indeed prepared to do good deeds, such as Lanerwuss doing good deeds and helping the unemployed people in Tingen solve their daily necessities problems.

But he definitely has interests to pursue.

No one seeks the best interests, it’s just the amount of interests they pursue - Sanmao’s life motto.

"certainly."

"...Okay." Sanmao reached out and knocked on his head, looking at Leonard as if he was having fun.

"I hope you will bring about changes. In fact, if you are willing to help the large number of unemployed people in Tingen City, it will undoubtedly be a very happy thing. However, there is one thing I want to know the answer to."

"Tingen is a very large city. There are many people in this city, men, women, old people, children, good people and bad people."

"This respected, great, kind-hearted lawyer who decided to save the city, how do you solve the municipal budget of Tingen?"

As Sanmao described, the problem in Tingen City is not big. It is just that the city's municipal finances were wantonly misappropriated funds by the previous mayor. As a result, ten years after all taxes were collected, the people became poor.

Hearing these extremely realistic words, Leonard clenched his fingers. He walked slowly to the map hanging in the room, pointed at a large area in it, clicked hard, and at the same time stretched out his hand to draw a circle. .

"Here, here, and here, by building roads and widening roads, we will promote business circulation..."

Leonard spoke eloquently, and the stigmata provided him with an endless stream of knowledge.

Relying on the real events inside Stigmata and the unopened evolution and development, Leonard can be said to be cheating on the future.

But unfortunately, this world is too cruel.

Tingen City is not about you saying something, such as shouting about building trade roads, re-planning policies, or issuing an order, and then your subordinates carry out your planned actions mindlessly.

Just like the ancient dynasties, don’t the group of people who realize the reform look like making the country great again?

Each of them is a mortal who is at the top of the subversion of human intelligence. In the fields of intelligence, art, cultivation, culture, science, technology, etc., they are all the best in ancient and modern times.

After all, these people who can leave a lasting mark in history are all supermen selected by hundreds of millions.

But in the end, the fate of these geniuses was extremely miserable. It can only be said that they are lucky to be able to leave a reputation that is half discussed.

It can be said that this is the historical limitation of genius, but now that Leonard is describing it to Sanmao, it is not a reappearance of past history.

"How do you ensure that the process proceeds according to your plan?" Sanmao reached out and tapped the table. He did not act because of Leonard's plan.

As a leader of the underground gangs in Tingen City, Sanmao has long been unable to be easily moved by emotion.

"I believe I can do it." Leonard clenched his fists, and his eyes were as terrifying as the bright sun.

"It might take a long time, but I can do it."

"Snapped."

Sanmao clapped his palms, then stood up and extended his palms to Leonard.

"Welcome, the city of Tingen has welcomed a great dreamer."

"Big dreamer...maybe that's how you see me, but I'm telling you I can do it."

After saying that, Leonard turned and left.

Although Sanmao and Leonard did not have a completely frank exchange of words, the look in each other's eyes could tell what kind of person the other person was.

"Boss, you need us..." After Leonard left, a sly-eyed subordinate outside the door came forward to offer advice.

Sanmao shook his head, and then said calmly: "He will understand that the so-called change does not exist in Tingen City. I hope he is truly willing to switch sides to us."

After saying that, Sanmao waved his hand, then sat down again, flipping through a black book next to him that had words such as "Russell in power" written on the cover.

While walking on the road, Leonard whispered: "Old man, what do you think the Penguin will do."

The old man snorted coldly, and then said disdainfully: "A gang leader, what do you think they will do."

Yes, in the final analysis this is just a gang, a gang that spontaneously formed due to the recent changes in Tingen City, which led to a sharp increase in the number of gangsters in the city and a shortage of police and other governing personnel.

The essence of a gang is to join a gang to keep warm, and when a gang reaches a certain number, they will be like locusts, transforming from insects into a disaster that feeds on plants and becomes accustomed to not growing a blade of grass.

"For their own benefit, these gangs will choose to compete for food in Tingen City..." Leonard seemed to see a mature and huge monster born from the waste of Tingen City's sins.

This monster is attached to the city of Tingen, like a shadow in the sun. It is a loophole in the order that is difficult to pull out, coexisting with the light.

"If there is no suitable order to replace gangs and allow these gangsters to live in groups and find perfect jobs and other aspects, then even if they are appeased, they will only leave hidden dangers to the future..." Feeling the influence given by the stigmata on his body Corresponding to the information, Leonard couldn't help but have an idea in his heart.

It’s difficult, it’s difficult, and the amount of resistance you face in completing your “plan” is unimaginable.

"That doesn't mean there's no possibility of success."

Leonard thought as he stopped and looked up at the sky.

Although the clouds obscure the sun, the sun never disappears, it is always there.