Chapter 245 Training! Casini!

It was really interesting to meet two Brockmans in Newing Port within one day! Du Chen touched his nose and sneered in his heart.

The real Brockman had a little Tyr beast around him, which was inconvenient to follow, and the fake one was very cautious. He brought back the news that he and the mercenaries had left the dilapidated yard and appeared in another stronghold. However, as long as they were still in Newing Harbor, they could not escape. After all, the city was still named Du!

After visiting the city for two days, I have a deep understanding of the situation after the disaster. As expected, it is even worse than what the officials described. However, Du Chen was very puzzled. Everyone, including the beggars and refugees who witnessed the disaster, said that there were tens of thousands of fishmen who attacked the city this time, but in the end, only more than a thousand elderly, weak, women and children who could not avoid were killed, tens of thousands to one thousand. This ratio is incredible - even if three or five fishmen eat one human, the number of casualties is far more than that.

Could it be that the fishman who feeds on humans is kind-hearted and is not moved when he sees so many "food rations"?

Another point is that although the city is broken, there is not much real loss of property. The most intuitive point is that the vault of the gold shop in the city is not even traced to being looted... The real meaning is that there is no less money in the vault!

It seems that the official who reported the situation to Du Chen did not conduct on-site investigations at all. He just remembered a few important numbers and went to talk nonsense with the lord.

In response, Porter pushed his glasses and guessed: "One did not kill people, two did not rob the vault. Are the fishmen and bandits colluding with each other to make a round trip in Newing Port? Or... they are doing something else and have no time to rob cities and humans?"

With insufficient information on hand, Porter could not make any more inferences. He stood behind Du Chen and looked at a little beggar on the street with interest with everyone.

At this evening, the sky was gloomy and dark clouds were covered with dark clouds. The bleak wind blew on the street. The scattered dough swung along the corners of the street and fell on the little beggar from time to time. The little beggar was dressed in rags and covered in mud. He was nestled beside the roadside on the street in a panic and dull look, his legs were straight, but his cracked lips could only make a "whimper" sound.

His mouth opened and closed, "wow" like a lost toad.

There were two lines of dry tears under the corner of his eyes, and two tender white marks were washed away on his black cheeks. He moved his body hard to avoid the ridiculous and pitying gazes of the pedestrians, but his appearance occasionally caused a scattered sound of "ding" in front of him - someone gave him a few copper coins...

Me, I don’t want money, I’m not a beggar!

He looked at the dozen copper coins in front of him foolishly, his mind was blank!

"Great lord, okay!" There were also a few older beggars and refugees around the little beggars and refugees. They opened their mouths to ask for food from pedestrians who were not well-dressed, and they were humble and sad. One of them was about to have a piece of crumbled bread and swallowed it. When he saw the little beggar's dull and pitiful look, he couldn't help but feel soft and pushed him, "Hey, talk, if you don't say a few nice words, who can give you food? There are many victims in the city now, and the Holy Church does not send enough food. If we beggars don't want to starve to death, we have to..."

Suddenly, the little beggar's unswallowed eyes widened angrily, screaming "whimper" and waved his hands randomly.

Damn it, damn it! My Crown Prince of Nano Empire, how could Cassini want someone to ask for food? Oh my God, this is so embarrassing.

Also, you bastard beggars stay away from me, you are so stinking!

Cassini couldn't speak and couldn't walk his legs, so he had to wave his hands hard and push away the beggars around him.

"Hey, you little brat, I kindly remind you that you dare to push me!" The beggar was furious, grabbed Cassini and threw it on the street, "Looking at your worries, you came out to beg for food at a young age, so that you could take a place on our 'point'. Well, you dare to act wildly, get out!"

"Woo! Woo!" Cassini lay on the middle of the street, pounding the ground angrily, but he still couldn't say anything in his mouth.

Francis, you dare to let me be a beggar. You wait, I will never end up with you. Damn, I don’t want to be a beggar!!

No one responded to Casini's inner wail, oh, except for God. After a while, the originally gloomy and dim sky became more and more dull, and it started to drizzle, which just hit Casini's head.

"Woo!" Casini covered his nose with one hand, his body was covered with dry and hard mud. At this moment, he was poured by the rain, and immediately emitted a disgusting stench. However, his other hand covered his pocket tightly - it was given by his senior brother, ten days of "anti medicine". You must not be wet by the rain. Francis, you are cruel enough! I, I will never let you go! Wait for my revenge! He gritted his teeth and endured it.

In the distance, Porter said to Du Chen with a little unbearable feeling: "Is this okay? After all, Cassini is just a child, so it's okay if you let him be a beggar, why do you ask Mr. Brooke to cause rain to tease him!"

Du Chen shrugged and smiled lightly, "It will be better or worse, you will know after a while."

The rain on the street was getting heavier and heavier. Cassini was standing in the middle of the street. He was accidentally stepped on by a pedestrian who was rushing to hide from the rain. He cried loudly, but his "whimper" sounded like a whimpering sound, and it was a whimpering sound. The ground was not effective... Only the drizzle resonated with him.

Finally, the beggars who threw him out saw that he was pitiful and took him back, "Oh, it turns out that he is a lame mute. Forget it, your appearance can also make many adults feel merciful. Let's follow us in the future, and you will be sure to have your food!"

Cassini was carried into the alley by several beggars. He was so shocked that he grabbed both hands and his eyes were frightened, as if the dark alley was like a monster that was sucking people...

Taking all this in his eyes, Du Chen felt a sour feeling in his heart. He had entered the gang in this way, then, Cassini should have seen the darkness of the lowest level of society and could also experience the hardships of the lowest level of society... As for the result, he hated him to the core or could touch him, it depends on the arrangement of the goddess of fate. Oh, bah, it depends on luck!

After living in the World of Fighting God for a long time, I will be assimilated here.

Shaking his robe, stood up, and took off the ordinary clothes that covered the outside. Du Chen's face became gloomy, "The situation is almost done. Let's go to the city lord's mansion and take over this city!"

The City Lord's Mansion is located in the center of Newing Harbor. It is the most severely affected place, but it is also the first place to be repaired after the disaster. At this time, the square aristocratic manor, which was in and out of three fronts and backs, has been painted, and even the vegetation has been replanted.

"Stop, this is the city lord's mansion! Idle people are not allowed to enter!" Two rows of guards at the door stopped Du Chen. The guards who had seen Du Chen either died or fled when the fishman was looting, but these temporary recruits did not know Du Chen.

Du Chen snorted, the ice and snow in front of him turned into a transformation, shook his spear, and walked forward with a cold voice: "Let anyone with government positions in this city come to see me, I am Francis, the owner of this city!"

Harry had already displayed the token and token behind. The guard was startled and immediately became ecstatic and shouted: "Lord Lord returns home! All members welcome him, and the Lord Lord orders him, all viscounts in the city..."

What does the city need most after the disaster? Food, supplies, rescue teams... These are all secondary. Now, what the 100,000 civilians in Newin Port are the most urgent needs of a leader who can give them hope and a leader who can let them see what the future will look like! In disasters, spiritual pillars are the most important. This is what the Holy Church can give and the imperial government can give, but they are not as good as the Lord Newin, Earl of Frances, who serves as both the political gods!

Because the owner of the 300,000 Newing only has one name, Francis!

Soon, more than twenty officials appeared in front of Du Chen, some bowed their heads and said in fear, while the other was from the Lotus Charity Fund, looking excitedly at the adults sitting in their main seats.

After glanced at the officials below, Du Chen knocked on the armrest of the chair and said lightly: "I have been back for three days. I have seen everything I should know. This time, the fishman attacked from the pier in the south, killed from the East City Gate, and finally retreated from the tributary of the Newing River forty miles away from the eastern suburbs... The robbery lasted for a whole night. More than 1,000 people died in the 160,000 people in the city, and the injured were as high as 10,000. The buildings in the second urban area in the southeast were damaged countless times, and the two northwest areas were intact... Judging from the route and the number of casualties, this time it was not a simple collusion between fishman and bandits. Otherwise, the two urban areas in the northwest and the densely populated areas could not be let go by the fishman..."

Du Chen said, and his eyes were coldly aimed at the dozen officials who bowed their heads and said nothing. After talking about the situation in the city, he waved to the officials, "Come up, you can stay in the city after the disaster and share the joys and sorrows with the civilians, I am very satisfied with this!"

The sound of breathing in the hall was cultivated, and the name of the most unreputable butcher lord put too much pressure on them!

Du Chen then shouted, "But what about the others? As soon as the fishmen came, they fled to the inland and left the civilians to take refuge alone. The most interesting thing was my urban garrison commander. He actually watched the coastal defense fortress be broken by bandits, and then asked the soldiers to escort his relatives to escape from the city! As a result, the next day after the disaster, no one in the port managed public security, and the order was chaotic, and the fish disaster turned into a man-made disaster!"

The officials immediately did not dare to breathe vigorously.

Du Chen snorted, "Since he has left, there is no need to come back. From today on, all the armed forces along the 800-mile coast of the Newing River will be taken over by me personally, the commander of the port will be Brooke, the entourage of the fighting god, and the internal affairs of the city lord's mansion will be handed over to Porter and Harry... At the same time, I will ask the Holy Sect to assist in the defense of the port, do you understand?"

"Look, understand!" Everyone whispered. Several Du Chen, a close confidant from charity funds, looked at each other and selected one person and whispered: "Sir, after all, the Holy Church has an agreement that must not interfere in various internal affairs. It is okay to ask them to help prevent it for a while, but it is impossible to rely on them forever... The Hong Kong Internal Affairs is in such a disaster, and its troops are less than 500..."

Du Chen nodded, "This is the second thing I want to say..." He handed Porter a wink.
Chapter completed!