Obviously, as the local people in Hangzhou became good citizens and the Nanyang Tianzhu slaves caused the two Hangzhous of day and night, they were gradually formed.
Fortunately, there may be people who turn from midnight slaves into good citizens.
Unfortunately, perhaps to make up for the numbers, the homeless merchants and even good local people in the midnight corner were inexplicably turned into silent slaves and entered the midnight stall.
At midnight, Wang Yongji had heard about it before, but thought it was some kind of exciting place of sex and sensuality that was not suitable for children, so he didn't have the nerve to go and take a look, and he didn't pay much attention to it.
But if it involves cannibalism, it has to be taken seriously. Because no one can guarantee whether there are people from the Ming Dynasty among the slaves of foreign vassals. After all, those who have been eaten cannot speak. People who watch cannibals will not carefully distinguish whether the pieces of flesh and blood in front of them belong to the people of the Ming Dynasty.
What’s more, as the migrant population in Hangzhou increases, it is normal for some people to go missing. As long as the total number of people does not change significantly as a proportion of the population, the Yamen will not specifically focus on this issue.
"Here it is, here it is, here it is." The coachman has been at the charity home for a while. Just forget about having fun chatting earlier. After bragging, the other person didn't get out of the car or pay the bill, and just sat there blankly. After being embarrassed for a while, he saw that all the people in the carriage in front of him had disembarked and walked away. The coachman still woke up Wang Yongji who was in a daze.
"Oh, thank you very much." Wang Yongji quickly took out some twenty dollars and paid the bill before getting off the car.
Wang Yongji frowned and walked to the door of the charity home.
It was so late, everyone inside was probably asleep.
I am debating whether to go back or not. Suddenly I heard the sound of hitting a child inside.
The door was not closed. Wang Yongji carefully pushed the door open and then realized that someone had just returned to the charity house in front of him. It must have been that he had not had time to close the door.
Opening the door, in the middle of the charity home, there was indeed a half-grown child being beaten naked.
The one who beat him was none other than Roger, the director of the charity home.
While beating and scolding, Wang Yongji suddenly grabbed the ruler in his hand with one hand. He was so frightened that he quickly stood aside and apologized.
Roger is the envoy of the Tzu Chi Hospital previously appointed by Wang Yongji in Jiande County. We have known each other for more than two years and he has always been a peaceful person. He himself is also an old scholar who does not want to be born. I really can't think of anything that could make such a little old man go to such an extent.
"Brother Luo, what is going on?" Wang Yongji asked while helping the child.
"Master Wang, let him kneel down. You have to get him up. I can't stay here any longer." Although Roger was polite, he was extremely determined.
Wang Yongji took his first step and asked the child to kneel down halfway. The child was stunned.
"You have to tell me why?" Wang Yongji asked helplessly.
"Let him speak for himself and see if he thinks he deserves a beating." Roger was obviously very angry. I am out of breath when I talk.Fat.
"Tell me, this is a charity home, and you are fifteen or sixteen years old. Your behavior should be worthy of the court's kindness." Wang Yongji replaced the distressed expression just now and said: He asked with a serious face.
The child on the ground cried for a while, then sobbed and said, "It's the child's fault, it's the child's fault."
It was repeated five or six times in a row, almost as if it was the child's fault. Like a repeater.
"Brother Luo, it's up to you to say it." Wang Yongji couldn't wait, so he turned to Roger again.
After asking, I discovered that the person who had just returned in the carriage in front of Wang Yongji was Roger.
This injury was not inflicted by Roger, the hospital administrator. Most of the injuries were caused by others during a black boxing match at the Midnight Fight Club.
Wang Yongji didn’t understand until this thread came down.
It turns out that this baby has been very strong since he was a child, but he is not willing to work in the charity home. Recently, he fell in love with a woman from the same hospital, so he thought of quietly going out to earn money so that he could save a fortune in advance when he became an adult.
Isn’t this a coincidence? This place is anxious to make money, and there is a shortage of people to box, so the boy agreed with the strength of his body. Anyway, I do boxing at night most of the time. As long as I go in and out quietly, I won't be easily discovered by the hospital officials.
As for why it is night boxing and not daytime, naturally the lights are dim at night so that the game can be controlled. If we let it go during the day, I'm afraid we'll have to fight to death. As long as the performance at the nightclub is good and it can attract ten or twenty spectators to place bets, it will be considered a great achievement.
This baby has been like this for two months. Tonight, after the fight, last month's wages were settled. After getting the money, the baby immediately took a carriage and enjoyed it.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered, I was discovered by the envoy stationed at the door.
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