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"Hey - you!"

The vendor owner swallowed hard, stretched his neck, trying to find Joyner in the crowd.

But Joyner has long since disappeared. Where can she still see her?

"Snapped!"

After standing blankly for a while, the vendor held the money in one hand, and slapped himself hard with the other hand!

There was a burning pain on his face, this slap was not only to wake himself up, to see if he was dreaming; secondly, it was also to punish himself for being so low-minded.

I didn't expect to have set up a stall here for several years and read countless people, but today I also missed it.

At first, he thought Joyner was a scavenger, but he didn't expect her to be such a rich man!

After leaving the stall, Joyner started to speed up and ran out of the market all the way.

After running out of the market, Joyner's speed changed completely, and she rushed towards the south of the city that the stall owner had mentioned.

The prosperity of the southern city is indeed as good as seeing it. There are more buildings here than in the northern area, but they are also more dilapidated. The architectural styles of the houses are all kinds of strange, high and low, and it looks like an old city with a hidden sandcastle.

The people here seem to have just experienced a carnival. The high platform made of wooden frames has not been removed, and the surrounding area is full of garbage, most of which are soaked by rain and are in a mess.

Several drunk men were lying under a tree beside the road, laughing and talking nonsense to each other, as if they were talking about the beautiful female slaves they saw today.

The slave bazaar just after the transaction was quickly occupied by other traders, shouting loudly. However, people's enthusiasm seemed to have cooled down with the end of the slave transaction, and they saw more and bought less.

Joyner paid attention to what others were talking about, and walked slowly. She saw a thin woman being pushed aside, and the pot in her hand rolled down, just rolling to her feet.

"Go away!"

A strong man threatened the woman viciously, and spat on the ground with his hips inserted, "Can't you steal water if you have no money? Don't let me see you again. If I see you, you will be beaten right away!"

Behind the strong man was a dilapidated large iron tank truck, with an old horse in front of it and two logs tied to it. A faucet was installed on the big iron tank, and after being touched thousands of times, the handle of the faucet had already shown a shiny metallic primary color.

"I beg you, just get me some water... My man is sick and hasn't had water for two days..."

The skinny woman got up, and without caring about brushing off the dirt on her body, she began to beg bitterly.

Her pupils were like polished black gemstones, and there was helplessness in her eyes, as if she had not given up hope.

"Get out of here, don't stand in the way here, don't you understand what I'm saying?"

"It's none of my business if your man is sick. If you want water, you can buy it with money!" After the strong man finished speaking, he continued to greet other customers who bought water, ignoring the thin woman at all.

The people next to me seem to be used to this kind of thing, and they also booed, "There is no money, you should honestly do some skinny trading for money!"

"Stealing water without money? Why don't you collect some rainwater, that doesn't cost money!"

"Hahaha-"

Hearing this, the people around burst into laughter.

Joyner's face changed slightly. She didn't expect clean water to be sold in the hidden sandcastle.

She stooped to pick up the jar, walked over to the woman, and handed it back to her.

The woman took the jar numbly, her eyes glazed over.

She just stared at the clear water gushing from the faucet, and said nothing, not even a thank you to Georgina.

Joyner shook her head slightly, watching people line up to fetch water, paying with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"I paid for her and sold her a can of water." Joyner said after watching for a moment.

Hearing this, the thin woman suddenly raised her head.

Seeing Joyner's face hidden in the shadow cast by the stretched turban, with bright eyes looking at her, he froze.

Those eyes seem to be glowing!

"You, what are you talking about, you want to pay for her?" After a few seconds, the strong man turned his head and looked at Joyner with a surprised expression.

"Yes, fill her jar and I'll give you the money."

Joyner took out a coin from her small bag, threw it to the strong man, and said, "Is this money enough to buy several cans? Give her the rest, as long as she comes, you can do whatever you want." Time to sell it to her."

The crowd began to whisper and whisper, and everyone showed some kind of strange expression that could not be explained.

"Ha - okay, bring it."

With a sullen face, the strong man stretched out his hand, snatched the jar from the thin woman, filled it with water, and handed it back.

Holding the jar in one hand, the woman glanced at Joyner, but still said nothing.

"Hmph, it looks like you're not a local, right?" The strong man scratched his cheeks, and said something inexplicable after finishing his work.

"So what?" Joyner frowned slightly.

"It's okay, a foreigner, you have to pay some tuition fees..." The strong man continued to do business, and he stopped looking at Joyna, muttering something in his mouth.

um, what do you mean?

Joyner stood where she was, her eyes narrowed, and she immediately began to ponder the meaning of this sentence.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a slight tremor in her body, as if someone was stealing her purse behind her back!

Rao was Joyner's quick response, reaching out her hand like lightning, and grabbed that sinful, dirty hand!

"Uh... you!"

Joyner lowered her head and glanced, her face froze, her thoughts suddenly fluctuated violently, and then she stood there for five seconds in a daze.

"Why is that you?"

In her own hand she saw a small, dry wrist—but a strong hand. The eyes of the skinny woman were like polished black gemstones, and there was a look of fear and complexity.

In astonishment, Joyner slowly moved her palm away, still with an expression of disbelief.

When Joyner let go of her hand, the woman immediately turned around, fled in fear with the jar in her arms, and disappeared into the crowd without saying a word.

Clean water is an important resource of Hidden Sand Castle, which comes from a year-round spring in the west of the city. Now this lifeline has been controlled by the Xuanming gang for many years, and a water diversion pipeline was built for it, leading it into the city~lightnovelpub.net~ However, the only water outlet is surrounded by a brick wall, and there is a building outside the wall. Watchtowers and sentry posts are guarded day and night by gang thugs.

Every morning, there will be water vendors lined up to fetch water, and then sell it along the streets and alleys.

Most of the money from selling water was taken away by the Xuanming gang and turned into the gang's daily expenses.

At this moment, Georgina held the money bag in her hand.

Her mind was very confused now, her steps were slow and heavy, and she completely lost the heroic mood when she helped others pay.

She heard laughter behind her, and the voices of the crowd grew louder, as if many people were waiting to see what seemed to them a normal joke.

It was only at this moment that Joyner finally understood what the strong man selling water meant.

Can't understand!

Have the people of this era degenerated to such a degree?