Myriad Paths

Return to Lizhou.

Li Qi swaggered so arrogantly that he didn't look like a wanted criminal at all.

Because no one really cares.

It's been half a month since the incident, but only a few members of low-level gangs died. This kind of thing happens every day, but it's not uncommon.

Moreover, when Li Qi came to see him, there were probably seventy or eighty wanted notices similar to his own.

The situation at the bottom is like this. Everyone has nothing but a dead life. When they need to fight hard, the rich people fight for their family property and what they own.

But the bad people at the bottom have nothing but their own lives, so they can only put their only valuable lives on the gambling table in the hope of repaying their losses.

But the very funny thing is that although there is a row of wanted warrants, Li Qi is sure that no case has been registered against these people in the Lizhou City Yamen.

Once a case is filed, it must be completed and pursued to the end.

But if you don't file a case, there is no need to take care of it at all.

The most important thing is that whether a case is filed or not depends on the mood of the Yamen.

It's okay to meet a responsible catcher, but since he can be lazy, how long can he persist even if he is a responsible catcher?

The person responsible for filing the case will bear more responsibilities. Instead of gaining more, he will receive more harsh criticism and demands. If this continues, who can withstand it?

Fortunately, the police officers have absolute power to suppress them, and the bad guys below will fight them, but they all know one thing, no matter how many people die, they must be contained.

Once they can't be contained, can those bunch of people practicing rubbish techniques defeat the police officers?

Then everyone will really die.

The place where the Paibo Gang lived was dirty, smelly and cramped. It was not a good place. Except for the lower class people themselves, no one really wanted to go there.

Lizhou looks like millions of people are crowded together, and they should be huddled together, but in fact, the interior is clearly divided, with invisible high walls erected layer by layer, isolating different people from each other.

Li Qixing walked among them, looking at the city from an outsider's perspective.

"It really sucks." Li Qi shook his head.

Unlike those small counties, Lizhou can feel an air of decay as soon as you enter.

Li Qi is now near the market.

At his feet were two corpses.

They were probably beggars who died of cold and hunger. They were a mother and her son. The mother was half-clothed and the child was barely wrapped in rags. He was probably thrown out to death.

And right next to the corpse, two fast horses passed by.

Two young men in brocade clothes were riding fast horses, laughing loudly and almost bumping into Li Qi, but they didn't care at all and rode forward along the way, enjoying the joy of drag racing.

Although he has lived in Lizhou for more than two or three years, this scene still made Li Qi sigh.

I used to pull boats every day, leaving early and coming back late. I was exhausted, so I didn't know that there were so many rich people and horses in Lizhou.

Sure enough, people see different things depending on where they stand.

I guess that what I thought was that there was no breeding industry in this world was just what I thought.

It's just that they, the rotten lower class people, are not qualified to see it, but it's not that they don't have it.

This place is completely different from the slums where Li Qi once lived.

I have never been here before, but when I came here today, I realized how big the difference is. You know, if you usually come here, you will be looked down upon, and some patrolmen will drive you away.

Now that I am wearing these clothes that are not so shabby, I can walk here naturally without being judged by others.

This time, this street was not for anything else, just to buy some small gifts.

It's just that there are many scenes that I have never seen before.

Li Qi bought a lot of things and filled his backpack, some for his brothers, some for Shen Shuibi and Lao Ma, but he only spent less than a thousand dollars, which was not as valuable as the clothes.

However, they are all practical things, such as sewing boxes, wear-resistant coarse cloth, and some wooden toys. The most important thing is to buy some medicines, some for bruises and injuries, and some for anti-inflammatory and analgesic. They are all trackers. Often needed medicine.

Apart from that, he didn't buy any food. There was no need. He could buy more food. It would be better to buy more practical ones. Gifts should still be practical.

After buying these things, Li Qi carried his backpack and walked into the alleys of the past.

Walking all the way to the former home, there were not many people at all, and most of the people went to pull the boat.

People at the bottom work hard day and night, but rarely have a few hours to rest. They stay at home during the day. Most of them are injured or sick. Sometimes, even if you are sick, you still have to go, otherwise there will be no rice at home. Pot.

But isn’t that why gangs exist?

With a gang, if something goes wrong, other brothers can help you, and you don't have to fight on your own.

The unity and centripetal force of the gang comes from this.

Therefore, if some people are sick, other brothers can survive by sharing a little bit of nourishment, and they can take good care of themselves.

When Li Qi came here, some trackers who were sick and injured were at home taking care of the bacon made by killing pigs in spring and the dried fish they caught in the sun.

It seems like a lot, but this is food for seven hundred and eight people for a year. When something happens, they will sell it for money, so they usually don't have the chance to eat it. There is very little meat in their diet.

Yes, although there are only two to three hundred trackers, they also have families, children, and wives. Although these people cannot do much work, they still have to open their mouths to eat, so naturally they cannot be too well-off.

These trackers, as well as some of the trackers' family members, clearly saw Li Qi coming back.

"Brother Li!?" They were shocked, but at the same time they were delighted and hurried up.

About five or six trackers, some family members, and more than a dozen people rushed over: "Brother Li, why are you back? Uncle Six said you won't be able to come back until the end of the year!"

"Brother Li is back!"

"Brother Li, he is still wearing new clothes!"

"Brother Li, where did you go this time? Uncle Six said you went far away. I haven't left the city yet. What does it look like outside the city?"

Li Qi was surrounded by a bunch of noisy voices, but he felt a little friendly. He clapped his hands: "Don't mess up, don't mess up, go back first, don't be stuck here, go back, someone will inform Uncle Six, let's go back, Speak slowly!"

Li Qi still has prestige among the trackers, so with such a clap, these people endured what was in their hearts, lowered their voices, and hugged Li Qi back in a mess.

As for Li Qi, after returning home, he began to distribute the things he bought to each house.

The children were happy, and the trackers' wives were even happier. The trackers were a little embarrassed, but they all accepted it.

Because Li Qi said that he had money.

So they believed it.

After a while, Uncle Six also rushed back.

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