You Owe Me Tychus

The residential community where Daddy Rhett's Bar is located is actually a block composed of countless narrow streets that extend for more than ten miles. On both sides of the block are simple residential houses in slums or shops selling scraps, as well as various shops selling medicines with various strange side effects and obsolete technological products.

Among those simple houses, there are also strip clubs that can only be decorated with countless neon billboards, or high-end bars that sell almost all illegal drugs, including drugs.

Augustus As soon as he walked into the street, he was almost blinded by the hundreds of neon signs that were emitting brilliant and dazzling light of various colors.

There is almost no difference between day and night in the slums of Tarsonis, so the lights here have never been extinguished since the existence of this neighborhood. The too dazzling blue, purple and red light pollution makes Augustus and others very uncomfortable.

There are only a few pedestrians in the streets that are only a few dozen feet wide. Most of them are homeless people without jobs or gangsters or gangsters with colorful hair and beautiful tattoos on their arms. The overly dazzling light, pungent smell and strong smell of alcohol are the first impression this world left on Augustus.

There are countless lower-class residents living here, who can only earn a meager salary by doing jobs such as cleaning sewers and wiping high-rise windows on high floors with robots at a cheaper price. Those born villains are engaged in all industries that they think can make money, and these industries are all related to crime without exception.

As soon as they saw the Tarsonis police officers in police uniforms, these people from the lower world and vicious villains fled in all directions, with only a few people wearing long-sleeved jackets and trousers staring at them from a distance. Each block has a gang that rules all slum residents. They collect protection fees from residents in the block at a fixed time, and use all despicable and vicious methods to persecute those who cannot afford the money.

Augustus and the police chief walked in the front, followed by police officers with live ammunition. Most of the police officers only held P220 Electromagnetic Pistol. But unless the gang leaders in the slums wanted to force the police department to mobilize elite police officers to clean up the neighborhood, they would not dare to blatantly attack so many police officers.

The ground here is always wet. A UNN news broadcasting robot that is only the size of a football is walking slowly in the street. It locks on the largest crowd and soon comes to Augustus. The title of the news image above its head is: Angus·Mengsk! Beware of the resurgence of terrorism in Korhal IV!

The Sheriff casually kicked the newscasting robot away. The robot with two antennas and one wheel immediately raised the volume of its speaker and spun around in circles. "You have harmed a legally protected intelligent robot for no reason. I will contact Tarsonis Police Force!"

"Go on, kid." The Sheriff kicked it further. "Remember to take your mother with you."

Augustus stood at the door of "Daddy Rhett's Bar" and took a few glances. The dozen or so stacked billboards had a variety of luminous English letters, and even words similar to "lucky houses for rent" - it seemed that as long as they could shine, the residents of these slums would not give up easily.

The police rushed into the bar with a loud voice and kicked out or beat up the innocent guests who were drinking outside the bar's front desk, until the owner of the bar, Rett, walked out of a dark and sealed compartment filled with excited screams.

Old Rett's left arm has been replaced with a graspable robotic arm, and the right foot hidden under his trousers has also undergone the same modification. This kind of body modification is as sparse and common in Tarsonis City, especially in the chaotic slums, as the tattoos and earrings on bad boys.

This is not just because many people in the slums are missing arms and legs due to fierce conflicts and various dangerous jobs. Many people voluntarily replace their limbs to make them "invulnerable".

At present, this kind of transformation technology is not very mature. The transformation that slum dwellers can accept is quite primitive due to the limitations of technology. Not only does it require frequent replacement of parts, but it is also far less flexible than the original arms and legs. It can only simply assist their daily life.

Tarsonis City The slums may be the most chaotic and disorderly corner of the universe. In order to survive, the people here will also use biological or chemical agents that are likely to have side effects to help them win in the brutal gang fights. These side effects include but are not limited to growing some extra soft tissue, teeth or tentacles.

"Anson Sheriff, I have already handed it in this month"

"Shut up! You dirty human trafficker and butcher!" Anson stopped Rett and angrily said, "I swear by the sacred duty that a police officer should perform, I will definitely send you to prison."

"You detained the law-abiding Confederacy citizen Tychus·Finley without any reason, and treated the law and justice as nothing!"

"Tychus·Finley? I have an impression of this person." Rett was a little confused and panicked at first, but when he heard what the police chief said, he smiled knowingly.

"He owes the fourteen girls the payment they deserve. As their Preservers, I should use all reasonable means to get the money."

"I don't believe what you said." Before the police chief could speak, Augustus walked up to Rett. He just stared at the other person calmly and stood with his hands behind his back. "I want to see Finley now."

"Did you hear that? If you hear it, then do it."

Rett hesitated for a moment, but still did it. Augustus gave him the feeling that he was far from being as simple as a young rich man with no experience in the world. Rett's success in the slums to his current status did not rely on pure fighting and fighting.

Soon, Tychus, who was tied up with a thin rope in a turtle-shell style, walked out surrounded by several big men. Tychus was still naked at this time, without even a pair of underwear, so this binding method seemed a bit philosophical.

Lisa immediately covered Augustus's eyes, while the other Heaven's Devils laughed.

"Mengsk, you are such a good person! I knew I could trust you!" Then Tychus asked the people next to him to untie him with an extremely proud and almost intimidating tone, "Hurry up and untie him, you useless bitches."

Rett seemed not to mention the debt issue anymore, so he ordered his men to release Tychus. Because if they really wanted to confront him, Tychus would definitely confirm that he did not owe the money at all, and Augustus and the police behind him would not help him.

At this time, a woman with a charming smile came out, threw Tychus a pair of underwear and praised his superb skills and amazing physical strength.

"Chief, please tell this guy how much money I spent to fish him out today." Augustus removed Lisa's hand and looked at Tychus who was calmly wearing underwear and said.

"Remember this money, Finley. This is what you owe me."

I might have a day off tomorrow and go fishing...