When Roland came to Beta's house, he saw that the door was half-closed, and he pushed the door open without hesitation.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw two women hugging each other and crying, and the sad atmosphere spread.

It was the maid Lisa and her freckle-faced sister.

Beta stood aside, a little embarrassed. When he saw Roland, he immediately came up and said, "Brother Roland, something happened."

Roland looked at the two women hugging each other and cried. He probably guessed what was going on, but he still asked, "What's going on?"

"Lisa's family was attacked, her elder brother and sister-in-law were killed on the spot, her parents were missing, her second brother and third brother, and her younger brother's bodies were thrown away by them in front of and behind the house." Beta finished speaking and sighed softly.

In fact, they had expected this situation long ago. Lisa did not die. The murderer claimed to be smart and was very proud, and most likely he would take revenge.

For this reason, Roland and Beta both suggested that Lisa's family leave the city. Lisa became Beta's maid, which was relatively safe, while her sister was usually a prostitute worker in some taverns, and those places were protected by some big names, so it was safer.

So the only ones who had happened were Lisa's relatives who were about to stay in the city and refused to leave.

In fact, Lisa's parents were betting that Beta would always protect them.

But Beta felt that what Roland said before was very reasonable. He could not protect these people for the rest of his life, and he was willing to escort these people out of this city and live in other places.

But the other party refused and insisted on staying in the city to seek death! He had done his best and had no guilt in his heart. It was just that the cry of the two women made him feel a little sad.

Both women were sensible and knew that this was no wonder Roland and Beta, so naturally they wouldn't say nonsense like "Why don't you protect us?"

It is understandable that even if your parents are seeking death, there will be sadness and discomfort.

"You stay here to protect them, maybe the enemy will come here." Roland looked at the sky outside and continued, "I'll go find Hawke and the others to find out the situation."

Beta nodded, even if Roland didn't say it, he would do it.

After leaving Beta's house, Roland was not in a hurry to leave the city. He first went to the Temple of Life.

In the prayer hall, Roland saw Jeter kneeling on the ground, facing the statue of the Statue of Life, his eyes closed, and he seemed very religious.

There is no one in the Temple of Life except Jet.

Roland walked in, walked behind Jeter, and asked, "Are you interested in doing a job without rewards with me?"

"No problem." Jet opened his eyes and stood up.

"You have not delayed your prayers."

"It's okay, just the goddess is in my heart."

Roland couldn't help laughing: "Why do you feel like you are celebrating the Buddha's name?"

"It's almost the same." Jet said naturally: "Buddha is a god, and the goddess of life is also a god. Just change your name and pray."

The belief in pragmatism... In essence, this should be considered a false believer.

But this has nothing to do with Roland. He waved to Jet and took him out of the city gate.

At the construction site by the river, Roland found Hawke.

As soon as Hawke saw him, he went straight into the house next to him that had been built but had no furniture.

There was a fresh smell of mud in the room. For some people, it smelled nice, but some people didn't like it. Jett didn't like it very much. He gently slapped the wind in front of his nose.

"You ask me to send a few beggars to pay attention to the Ritter family in the slums. Not long ago, those beggars had come to report something wrong. I guess you will come to me soon." Hawke's expression seemed a little angry: "I don't know much. Those beggars are not professional scouts, but the perpetrators are sure to be gang-related personnel from the North District. That night, they killed several old Ritter's sons and kidnapped the Ritters. They were quite arrogant and treated human lives as insects."

Roland looked at Hawke's expression and sighed: "Don't you be so angry. Didn't we know that this world was a human being? Whether it was the heart-to-heart food incident you participated in or the disappearance of the girl that Beta and I were involved in, those big men really didn't regard the lives of civilians as their lives. Let's take it aside."

Jeter knew about the "girl disappearance case" that Roland was involved in, but was not aware of the "food heart" incident that Hawk was involved in. So now he looked curious.

"What makes me most angry is that the civilians here have no sense of resistance. They are just glad that things did not fall on themselves, and they look like they are resigned to fate." Hawke's national face was filled with regret: "I want to bring the contents of Xiaohongshu here."

When Jeter heard this, he immediately became excited: "Hey, it sounds quite interesting. I think it's a big deal."

This is obviously a person who likes to join in the fun and doesn't bother with the big deal.

But Roland shook his head: "It's impossible. The productivity and combat power of this world are in the hands of professions and nobles. They can use magic to improve crops, and soil is also theirs. A full-body physical profession, even if there is no elite, can easily kill dozens of villagers. Even if these villagers take simple weapons, not to mention that there are masters, legends and other profession levels, and the combat power gap is too big. I personally don't like this kind of behavior. Unless our players' level has been raised to a certain level and have their own sphere of influence, it's better not to reform such things."

All three of them have memorized political textbooks by rote, otherwise they would not be able to get into college.

The simple truth is clear. The regime needs to have a strong gun to get it. The two were discouraged when they heard it. They had to admit that Roland made a very reasonable statement.

Seeing that they gave up on this idea, Roland continued, "Although we can't do big things now, it's still possible to do small things. How about we go shopping in the eastern suburbs?"

Jeter said happily, "Okay, no problem."

Hawke nodded: "Wait for me for a few minutes, I'll go and explain something to Link."

After about twenty minutes, Roland and the other two appeared in the slums in the eastern suburbs.

Gangs have always been better able to grow on poor lands. The nobles in the rich areas have their own private soldiers and guards. They can only be bullied by violent hammers there, so they can only bully civilians, absorb the flesh and blood of the weak, survive in this way, and grow stronger.

The alleys in the slums seemed very quiet, and no one was walking outside.

Roland looked around and occasionally saw a poor man's pupils peeking out of the gap in the window, but when he saw Roland staring at him, he immediately retreated into the darkness and closed the window even tighter.

These eyes were filled with fear and fear.
Chapter completed!