Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 4 Sisters
Marcus looked at Van der and Benso still looking at it indifferently. He was so angry that he punched the bar hard, took off the mask with blood-like red lines on the corners of his eyes, and went out. go.

This action frightened little Ike, who was upstairs through the eyes of the leftmost mask and watched the movement here with a periscope, jumped, almost thinking that he had been exposed.

Fortunately, the other party was holding the mask in the middle, not the one on the left.

"Hey! That thing's worth twenty Piltovers!"

Benso shouted from behind: "Even if you are a law enforcement officer from Piltover, you have to pay to take away the goods here!"

"what?!"

Marcus exclaimed in disbelief: "This rag is worth two coins at most!"

Holding his wine glass, Ben Suo sneered and said, "I have the final say on how much the goods in my store are worth."

"you……"

"Alright, Marcus, you go out first."

Grayson turned to Benso and said, "I'll pay for the thing in his hand."

With that said, twenty coins were placed on the table.

Only then did Benso give up.

On the surface, the dialogue between the two seems to be a dispute over a commodity, but in fact, it is another round of confrontation between people or not.

Bensuo's attitude was the same as that of Van der's. They wanted to make decisions about the bottom city.

Faced with such a tough attitude from them, Grayson once again chose to compromise.

If the people of Za'an make trouble, it will be difficult for Picheng to deal with it.

Grayson didn't want to see the bridge-rushing mess that happened years ago.

Marcus walked out of the door of the grocery store, put on an air-purifying mask, listened to the three people talking about him from behind, and slowly took off the hat he was wearing on his head.

"You have fun with that kid."

"I apologize to you on his behalf."

Marcos loosened the hairstyle that the former owner had carefully managed, and put on the mask that had just been rolled out of the store on the outside of the mask.

"This kid doesn't have a good temper when he talks to anyone, but he has been quite restrained today."

Walking into the shadows at the corner next to the grocery store, he took off his uniform and turned it on, and took off his standard boots and hid them in the corner.

As a sentence came out from the store: To put it bluntly, if you have a bad temper, you are short of pumping...

Marcus walked barefoot to a building in the distance alone.

The wrangling between the three of them will not end for a while, and it should not be too late now.

……

On the second floor of the back alley of Fulgan's Tavern, under the hazy night, two girls were sitting here.

The pungent smell in the air didn't seem to have any effect on them. Maybe it was because they grew up here that they had already gotten used to it.

When Marcus came here, Wei was revealing the embarrassing things about his friends, enlightening him because of mistakes that caused the explosion and losing all the loot, and was blamed by another child 'Mello', and felt depressed.

"Did you see that gutter?"

"That time Craig got his foot stuck in there trying to get rid of the law enforcement officer, and those people thought it was funny and threw him there."

"By the time we found him, he had been hung out overnight."

……

"And that sign, where Melo was trying to do an oversized graffiti and tripped over a paint bucket."

"That ball of marks was rubbed by him with his butt."

……

"And that..."

As Wei exposed the embarrassing things of his friends in the past, he let Baobo know that he is not the only one who can mess up things, in fact, everyone makes mistakes in their lives.

The most important thing is that people have to learn from their mistakes so that they cannot make the same mistakes in the future.

"We've all gone wrong before, but we'll grow."

Wei turned her head and put her arms around Bang Bang's shoulders: "And we are very united."

"Unity?"

"Who!?"

A dull and hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind, which immediately aroused Wei's vigilance, pulled Bang Pang to stand up, and subconsciously protected her behind her.

"Relax, I won't hurt you."

Marcus came out of the shadows, walking barefoot on the concrete and steel buildings, the coldness felt on the soles of his feet was like the hearts of people in the upper city.

"who are you?"

Wei took a step back, and behind her was the edge of the roof. They couldn't avoid it, and put on an attacking posture.

"Don't get excited."

Marcos stopped and stopped approaching the sisters: "I'm just a ... victim who has the same experience as you."

"victim?"

Wei froze for a moment, didn't relax his vigilance, his eyes wandered back and forth on the guy who suddenly appeared in front of him, looking for flaws.

So that he can quickly knock down the opponent when dealing with possible attacks, and escape with his sister.

"Remember that night six years ago?"

Marcus said in a deep voice, as if he didn't see the other party's hostility: "That night was stained red with flames and blood."

"That night, a lot of people died."

Following Marcos' words, scenes that she had forced to forget flashed through Wei's mind. She thought that no one would reveal this past in this life.

"Your parents, Mellow's mother, Craig's father and uncle, their lives were all fixed in that night, that blood-red night."

"And...my parents!"

The awakened memory uncovered the scars deep in the hearts of the two little girls, which were bloody and painful.

Baobao clenched her hands into fists to cover her chest. From that night on, no one in her life could give her a sense of security except her sister.

"Enough!" Wei's eyes were moist, and he shouted angrily, "Did you come here just to tell us such nonsense?"

Baobao was still young, and it was hard for her to seal up the grief of losing her father and mother. Finally, the nightmares she had at night were not as frequent as before.

But how dare the masked weirdo in front of him...

How could he just tell the past in front of Bang Bang?

"Boring? I don't think so."

Marcus walked slowly to the edge of the roof step by step, and through the gray night sky, he looked at the monster-like huge building in the distance.

It was a factory.

The largest factory in Black Alley.

"People can't live in the sadness of the past forever. Carrying those pains will only make you weak or...crazy." Marcos seemed to be telling the story of others, with a relaxed tone, transformed by a facial mask, This relaxed tone naturally carries a hint of heaviness.

"Those who are in grief cannot gain great power."

"Let go of grief, and you can truly grow."

"It's like me, an orphan just like you, but my life has long since escaped the shadow of losing a loved one."

"That's because you are cold-blooded!" Wei said coldly at this time: "Not everyone is a heartless, cold-blooded animal like you!"

"Cold-blooded?"

Marcus turned his head and stared into Wei's eyes: "No! Only by letting go of the attachment to the past can we truly look to the future!"

"This is the real growth, not your kids playing tricks!"

He looked past Wei, and looked at the tearful Bang Bang behind her, and his tone slowed down: "Listen, little girl, I know you rely on your sister, and I also know that she is your spiritual support.

But you have to understand that it is impossible for your sister to follow you and protect you all her life!
You must be strong, independent, and get rid of the shelter of your family!

Living under the wings of an eagle, you will never be able to soar freely in the sky! "

"No! My sister will always be with me!"

With red eyes from crying, she stared at Marcos. For the first time, fierceness appeared in the girl's eyes.

(End of this chapter)