There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

Although he didn't have the money for salary, he could still afford a meal.

"Call those people with you and go back to where you came from! A new batch will be coming in a few days. They'll be paid less than you and will be more sensible than you..."

Looking at the man Rupert who was quietly picking up the money, the supervisor suddenly had a bad taste in his mouth and looked down at him condescendingly.

"Sir...what do you mean?"

The man suddenly stopped picking up the money, raised his head tremblingly and looked at the supervisor.

The sunlight during the day was very dazzling, and it shone on the supervisor, giving him a layer of light, while he could only hide in the dark and be humble.

"What do you mean?"

The supervisor sneered, "From tomorrow... No, from today! Right now! Pack your things and get the hell out of Cavalleriaki! Make room for the next guy!"

"Then...then our wages..."

"Your wages will be paid to you in a lump sum later! We are such a big company, how can we delay your wages?"

The supervisor looked at Rupert who was kneeling on the ground, secretly calculating the windfall he was about to get.

As long as this cold guy from the Liu Gang leaves the city, they'll be transformed back into identity-less infected people. Whether they can join the group or not is another matter, and they still have to pay for it?

As for taking it by force, that is what he is least afraid of. If anyone dares to come to him, he has ten thousand ways to deal with these guys and make them regret their decision.

Looking at the change scattered in front of him, the supervisor became inexplicably annoyed and kicked it in front of the man.

The soil was mixed with coins, and also contained the dignity that the man had long since abandoned.

The supervisor turned and walked away, muttering obscenities.

Looking up at the supervisor's back, Lupo's hands slowly clenched.

Money... wasn't important to him, but it was a place to live and work. He carried the guilt of his family's survival and death. He could endure it for the sake of money, but if his family were gone...

They will return to the days of fighting against the sky...

With bloodshot eyes, Rupert knew that the words of the supervisor in front of him would definitely come true...

In this case...

Suddenly gritting his teeth, the Rupert man stood up from the ground and stared at the supervisor.

Since they dare to threaten me, I will make a big deal out of it!!!

Anyway, I have nothing to lose, and the worst outcome is to go back to the old days!

If the people above notice this, there might be a chance of turning things around!

Taking a step forward, the Lupo man walked towards the supervisor with the brick he had just picked up from the side in his hand.

The noise started...

Volume 7: Chapter 30: The Remaining Humanity

"It's really lively... a rare sight."

Leaning his upper body against the wall, the doctor watched the riot below with great interest, and even had the leisure to explain it to Markowitz on the side.

"That Rupert is most likely a member of the Syracuse gang. Look at his ferocity and fighting skills. Even three or five people can't hold him down."

"This supervisor is not bad. You can tell he's a martial artist, but two fists can't beat four hands. He was injured by a sneak attack at the beginning. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

Shaking his head, the doctor observed Markovitz out of the corner of his eye.

At this moment, Markowitz didn't care about the doctor's teasing at all. He looked at his mobile phone anxiously, which showed the call record just now.

It's from the Casimir Guard.

Markowitz had already made a phone call to notify everyone when the melee started, but the melee is still going on until now.

"I'm sorry to bother you, they're not usually like this..."

Having spent some time in Plot Zero, he certainly knew the cause of this melee. Such scenes had occurred more than once in these days.

He had tried to stop it several times, but was always disliked for being nosy.

Now he was surrounded by people from Rhodes Island, and he never expected that such a mess would happen again, making him extremely anxious.

Once Rhodes Island deems this a dangerous area, they might abandon their previous plans and seek cooperation elsewhere.

After all, no one would put doctors among a group of mobs, which would be irresponsible to them.

"It's okay, it's just a riot of infected people. I've seen a lot of things like this."

Shrugging indifferently, the doctor said softly, "After all, they are just a group of people trying to make a living. It's normal for them to resist after being bullied."

"It's just that the method is a bit too extreme..."

"You...I'm sorry! This is our negligence! Please wait a moment, I'll go down and take care of it!"

Listening to the doctor's words, Markowitz understood the hidden content. His face immediately became serious and he volunteered to go down.

This concerns subsequent cooperation and has left a bad impression. If it cannot be properly resolved, I am afraid that this project will slip away from my hands.

But Markowitz was more worried about these outsiders than losing this business.

Rhodes Island plans to build a transit station here, something similar to a hospital, which will allow it to conduct business with Casimir while also providing medical assistance to the infected people.

There is no hospital specifically for the infected in Casimir right now. If we lose this opportunity, who knows when the next Rhodes Island will arrive?

You should know that the current infrastructure of the Great Knight Territory is basically composed of infected people, and the needs of the infected are increasing. If there is such a hospital, it will benefit everyone.

Before he became a spokesperson, his life was only slightly better than theirs. Even a normal person like him had such a hard time, so how could they, the infected people, have it any better?

Having experienced it, he wants to help in any way he can. Before putting on this suit and embracing society, he first...

It's a person.

Going downstairs, Markowitz made his way through the crowd and into the center of the melee.

Looking down at the commotion below, the doctor was somewhat surprised.

She had thought that Markowitz would resolve this farce, but she didn't expect him to resolve it in this way, in such a crude way.

Markowitz's time staying here was indeed not in vain. The infected people around him all knew this kind old man and were willing to give him face.

With Markowitz's comfort, the farce gradually subsided.

Someone was asked to carry the gambling-addicted supervisor out, and Markowitz also warned this guy in front of others.

After paying a month's salary, Markowitz successfully resolved the farce.

Apart from the somewhat novel solution, everything else was within the doctor's expectations.

This guy...is different from those guys in the Chamber of Commerce.

He has something that those guys don't have...

human nature.

"Excuse me, they are not usually like this."

Dragging his shabby suit, Markowitz walked up with a forced smile on his face.

"It's okay, just like I said before, I often see this kind of scene."

"It's great that you think so. It's my fault for letting you see this scene."

Markowitz smiled bitterly and shook his head, obviously not believing what the doctor said.

"how much did you spend?"

Looking at the crowd gradually dispersing below, the doctor suddenly asked.

"what?"

Markovitz, who was contemplating how to restore his image, was momentarily unresponsive. Then, understanding the doctor's question, he casually replied, "Five thousand eight hundred gold coins."

"All those men's wages?"

"Yes, three months' wages for eighteen people..."

Answering the doctor's question, Markowitz didn't feel there was anything wrong with it.

Looking at Markowitz's genuine expression, the doctor nodded in understanding.

The infected are not human...

Although it has not been stated openly, it has almost become a consensus.

More than 5,000 Casimir gold coins can be exchanged for three months of work by 18 strong men. This is an extremely cost-effective deal.

But even so, they still felt that they had given too much.

“How many months’ salary is that?”

"One month."

"You are different from the people I have met these days. You don't look like a spokesperson for a business association."

She looked Markovitz up and down. Even though she had already analyzed him thoroughly during their time together, she still couldn't believe that the man before her was actually a companion of those guys.

This guy is really scary.

"Before I was promoted by Mr. Charney, I was just an ordinary person in the Grand Knight Territory. There's nothing special about me."

Markowitz adjusted his suit and tried to make it look smoother, so that he could look better.

"Maybe we can go to another place and talk about cooperation."

The doctor raised his eyebrows hidden under his hood, stretched out his hand, and took the initiative to invite.

"my pleasure."

Markowitz breathed a sigh of relief and was glad for his previous decision.

.........

In the shadows, two shadows hid.

"You called me here just to watch you pose?"

Xinteleya looked at Roy who was pretending to be deep in front of her, and a hint of dissatisfaction appeared on her face.

He called me over in his busy schedule, only to end up watching him stroke his hair?

"Hey~ Don't be impatient, Pegasus. Aren't you curious at all about why I asked you out?"

Raising his hand to smooth his bangs, Roy looked at his face in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

As expected of him!

Cintela glanced at him expressionlessly: "You want to throw something at me again?"

"Ahem! Am I that kind of person?"

Roy was choked for no apparent reason and covered his mouth with his hands while coughing to ease his embarrassment.

"I'm busy, you know."

"Okay, okay, I won't keep you in suspense."

Seeing that Xinteleya was becoming increasingly impatient, Roy looked at her and said seriously.

"I recently found something interesting at the venue that I thought you might be interested in. Would you like to take a look?"

"We've said before that my mission doesn't include that area. Did I not make that clear before? Or have you provoked someone you can't afford to offend and are planning to ask me to take the blame?"

Her expression instantly turned cold as Xinteleya spoke.

"Really not interested?"

"Not at all."

"Really?"

"squeak~"

After plucking the bowstring, Xinteleya turned around and looked at Roy with a smile.

"Okay, I get it, you're not interested. Stop threatening me with a strike."

Waving his hands helplessly, Roy glanced at Xinteleya one last time and said meaningfully, "I've already warned you. If anything happens in the future, don't blame me for telling you in advance."

"..."

After hearing what Roy said, Xinteleya stopped and left.