The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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James and Chester were in the noisy crowd. He was not sure whether these people were resenting Herman's factory or Paisin. ▼ Eight ★ One ▼ Chinese ▼ Wenwen. ww.81zw.com?

"This is your property!" The crowd gathered in front of the factory and shouted to the staff on duty, "You should take care of your things!"

"Okay, you must be rational." The employees helplessly explained to the crowd, "This is something from the city government, you can't blame us."

"What do you say? Can't blame you? I only know that the lights in my house are on or off, and you are in control!"

"Don't be so unreasonable!" The employees are already impatient. "Look at yourself, here is the wall and there is the electric box!"

Chesterara James, stepped aside.

James finally glanced at the staff members who were hiding behind the iron gate, and the surrounding citizens. No one was willing to take a look at the situation in the electric box. The first time there was conflict, and it seemed that there was no People are conscious of the alarm. This forced James to switch roles over time and think as a detective.

Chester knew the contradiction between Paisin and the factory.

"You were born in Paisin?" James whispered, pulled by Chester.

"Yes." Chester was much more direct than James, and answered, "My grandfather was a Newton and came to Patton for the opportunity." He walked silently in front, but the direction was not back to Paisin However, when everyone's attention is in the quarrel, they have retreated to the outermost periphery and still pay attention to the situation here. "The first job after coming to Barton is in this factory."

"My father said that my grandfather was very excited at first." Chester paused and squeezed his fists resentfully. "He bought Paisin's house for a small fee. In Newton, he had no savings. Middle-aged people can't buy this kind of single-family house. He will only be happy for a long time to say that bringing his family to Barton is the most correct decision in his life! "

Obviously, Chester's grandfather realized he was wrong. Bayi ■ ★ Chinese ★ text? Net. www.8.11zw.com ★

"It was really good for the first few years. My father said that Herman began to fulfill his promise, every worker's family was quickly settled down, house, education, welfare." He glanced at James, "then everything It's awful ... "

James did not talk, and Herman was not a philanthropist. The settlement family is for the purpose of keeping people, and they have already kept them, so these people are just workers' families.

"Loans, taxes, and all pressures are starting to get heavier, but the wages are not just the workers' money! His commitment has not changed at all! Only the initial settlement of these people promised that everything after that, like other places, still has to rely Earn with your own hands! "

Of course it is. James doesn't think there is anything wrong with this. And Barton was just a new city at that time, there will be a large number of newcomers come here to exhibit, Herman can help settle these outsiders. It's already pretty good.

"Why not move?" James asked naturally.

"Tell you." Chester's face was helpless. "Grandfather liked the house. He thought it was the house he bought!"

Now the employees in the Herman factory are no longer the same people as before, but according to the argument just now, there are a large number of second or third generations. Now the workers working in the factory will not live in Paisin, they will choose cheap houses in the south of the south or cheap apartments in the east of Ogier, and most of them do not buy, but rent.

So those first generations are trapped here.

The first group of people attracted to Paisin was just trapped in a house. And I am afraid that these descendants will now give up Paisin's old house, and they will not be able to do so. Still trapped.

James began to realize that the source of this resentment came from Herman's promise, and then passed the time. With Pai Sing's demise, leavened in this generation. Perhaps Chester resented his grandfather and father, even the city of Barton, who failed to allow Paisin to show up. Become Back Bay, become Noel, become the ghost like now.

These guys, who inherited the house of the older generation, have no courage to leave this place and leave, and can not let go of the promises given to them by Barton and Herman.

So the target of this resentment was very short-sighted and placed on Herman's factory.

Chester, just an ordinary citizen. ?? Eight ◆ One Chinese ▼ Wen Wang www.81zw.com ★

"Where are we going now?" James asked.

Chester could not stand still. "Wait a minute. Some friends are coming."

James pursed his lips and could only wait.

The searchlights that were still patrolling passed through the crowd, and the quarrel seemed to have become serious. The people on both sides of the factory's iron door moved closer and closer to the center of the door position, with arms extending out of the iron fence, pushing each other.

Snapped!

The factory fell into darkness.

After a moment of silence, the quarrel broke even more violently. Inside the iron gate, the factory employees roared angrily, "Did you do it!"

"Are you blind? We stand here! Where to get your electricity!"

...

In the moonlight, James saw that the iron door was opened, the employees inside rushed out, and fought with the people outside Paisin.

"Go, go!" Chester rushed James into the crowd, and the not-so-strong Chester was almost protected by James, marching hard in the chaotic crowd.

Despite the chaos, the camp is exceptionally easy to distinguish. The workers in the work jackets are factory employees, and the people in casual clothes and even loose pajamas are residents of Paisin. James pushed away several employees who rushed to Chester and followed him closely.

When James was annoyed, he would throw a fist to open an employee who came to this side, and was caught by Chester, trying desperately to glance under the night. James was unclear but got his fist.

The running man glanced at James. His doubtful expression hadn't faded yet. A guy in shorts who didn't know where to rush next kicked.

Chester yelled, "I'm coming!" Just got stuck between the two and stumbled on the staff member. The two of you squeezed me and squeezed, slowly moving out of the crowd.

James pursed his lips and continued to follow behind them, pushing away the crowds around him.

"Hey!" The man in the factory work jacket covered his nose, and traces of blood showed through his fingers. "You are real!"

Already away from the crowd, nobody noticed it in the dark.

"Hug. Sorry!" Chester supported the man, glanced at the other person's nose, and smiled, "It's okay. After a while, it will be fine soon."

The man wiped his nose with his cuff, just wanted to say something, glanced at James and frowned. "Who is this?"

"Kim." Chester smiled. "He helped me."

The man looked younger than Chester, with ordinary appearance, average figure, neither strong nor thin. It is estimated that he is a friend of Chester, and 80% of him is the chief of the factory who also suddenly cut off the electricity.

He glanced at James and blinked, his face puzzled, "Kim? What's Kim?"

"Just gold." James answered coldly.

The man pouted and looked at Chester. "Are you going to take him to the club? Be careful recently, Jason has been stared at, and I'm not going to bring a newcomer anymore."

Although the word "fight" does not appear, it is obvious enough. James suppressed his excitement and asked Chester in a cold tone, "What is he talking about." James was still a little irritable.

"It's okay, there's the guy with Lei (Chapter 3, Mind Reader)." Chester didn't have a special expression, first responded to his friend, and then smiled at James. "Will tell you later." Turned to the man again, "You got it?"

"Yeah." The man took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and shoved it into Chester's hand. He frowned. "Tell Aili, this is the last time, and I won't do anything for him in the future!"

Chester took the paper without confirming what it was and put it in his pocket, nodded, a little helpless, "You should help me." He also wanted to say something. Stopped, silenced for a while, and pushed the man, "You are going back."

"Yeah." The man nodded, adding a "tap." The two again wrestled, slowly approaching the crowd, James blinked and decided to wait in place.

The siren came from a distance, and there was a red and blue light flashing in the night. I do n’t know who yelled, ‘the police is here! ’The crowd began to fall apart, James felt a little comfort, or someone called the police.

Chester ran in the direction of Paisin with the scattered crowd. If he ran slowly, he would be taken back to the police station to take notes, and there would be another case of gathering in a fight.

"Follow me!" Chester yelled past James.

"Where are you going?" James felt that he was about to enter the "Fight Club".

"Escape first!" Chester's answer disappointed James. His main purpose now is to escape the police! As he ran, he looked back at the policeman who swept around with a flashlight and adjusted the direction of his escape. This kind of chased thing seems to be the first time he did it.

The running James had a weird feeling, frowning, following Chester, and approaching Paisin, still in darkness.

The black streets soon cut off the police search, and Chester travelled skillfully between the houses. James watched him run directly into the backyard of a house, and he opened the door when he took the key.

"Your home?" James asked doubtfully.

"Yes." Chester gasped, but answered James' question. "Don't worry, this is my house. I live alone."

James glanced at Chester. "I'm sorry." Chester said of his grandfather before, and James thought his father was no longer there.

Chester opened the door and smiled at James, "No, my father is still alive and well, but he is back in Newton. The old man thinks he is a Newton and lived in Newton for the first few years of his life. Yes, I want to stay in Newton at the last time. "

James pursed his mouth, nodded, and looked at Chester.

James felt that he was lucky. The person in front of him was a ‘outlander’ born in Barton. The identity setting of ‘Gold’ gave Chester a natural impression. James was able to participate in such an event so smoothly and obtained the names of "Aili" and "Jason". (My novel "Barton Fantasy Event Record" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there is also a 1oo% lottery gift for everyone! Now open WeChat, click on the "+" sign at the top right to "add friends" , Search the public account "qdread" and pay attention, stay tuned!) (To be continued.)