Episode 655 Tax Payment
How did this happen?
Why are these people who should be in trash town here?
‘Looking at it, I don’t think he came here on his own feet.’
It was correct to assume that he had been caught.
Or it was sold.
I frowned.
I knew that all kinds of things, both legal and illegal, were happening here, but there was no human trafficking.
Even though Victon is just a handyman, Paul is a man of his own level.
Because he’s a guy who walks around in the back alleys of trash town.
The story is that he is not a great person who can be sold anywhere.
‘This guy even sold me out, didn’t he?’
I am also acquainted with Dreckfree, the head of the organization Black Hook, for which I have been a member for a while.
There was a difference in the weight level of the organization, so I was clearly in B’s position, but I am from the same industry, so is it okay to do this?
“It’s nice to see you like this. “Looking at you, it doesn’t look like you’re having a good time.”
Well, that could be it.
Those in the back world don’t know when or what will happen.
“Please tell De Dreckfrey! I can bring someone else! “The trash town is full of people who don’t have homes or anything!”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“It’s true. That’s right! Is it because I sold you out? I really didn’t mean to do that. “I also have no choice!”
I guess it sounded like I was making excuses to him, but he really didn’t know what I was talking about.
Judging by the nuance, it seems like they have been sending people here for a long time.
This time, he was caught because he could not meet the quota.
It would be a kind of example.
A warning that someone who fails to carry out the orders of the Black Hook organization could end up like this at any time.
Originally, it would have gone like this.
“Let’s talk for a moment.”
“It’s better to keep unnecessary affection away. This is a direct order from above. And...”
Guilder quietly approaches next to me and whispers.
“There are a lot of eyes here. “It means that you may question Evileye’s qualifications.”
If you belong to an organization, stick to it.
This roughly means:
In the first place, this guy was there to keep an eye on me, so I told him everything.
But....
“Thank you for your concern, but it is my job to inspect the products. “Isn’t that what you came here for?”
I don’t care about that.
If you mess up, you’ll pull out a knife.
Gilder, who bit his molars for a moment at my words, also takes a step back.
Because there was nothing wrong with it.
“20 minutes. That’s about it. “This is not a place managed by Evileye.”
“That is enough.”
Tick.
He also motioned to the gang member guarding the prison to leave.
The guy sitting there frowning.
Wow. Are you saying that just because a mutt uses some energy in his own home, he will ignore it because his management area is different?
-I suddenly
hit the guy on the back of the head.
“Oh my god!”
Clumping.
I put my hand on the shoulder of the guy who stood up when I said something harsh.
It seemed like his shoulders were very tight, so I massaged him a few times and he twisted his body with a cool scream.
“Maybe it’s because I’ve been underground for a long time, but my body is hurt. “Go out and get some sunshine.”
“No matter how much of a manager position you have, you won’t be able to live up to your name if you work in someone else’s territory!”
“If you don’t like it, call yourselves out.”
It’s so big and so noisy.
The disruptor has disappeared.
“Come out first.”
“yes! Thank you, brother!”
“You are not there. “You too, come out.”
After taking out Victon and Paul, we moved to a place where voices could not be heard.
There is something I don’t know.
Those who are involved must know something.
“Thank you, Evileye. “I will make sure to repay my favor.”
“I didn’t say you would take it out?”
“uh?”
“Tell me first why you are here. If it’s useful information, I’ll find a way to get it out.”
Considering the situation, if we leave it like this, these guys will definitely die.
If you want to live, you will have to tell everything you know.
He nods his head vigorously, as if he has noticed.
“It’s because of taxes.”
“You must have money?”
“I am. There are some who don’t have any. “I was caught instead.”
He lifted his chin and motioned for me to continue.
“There is a soybean store in the underground shopping mall. This guy evaded taxes. “There will be a fine.”
“What does that have to do with you being captured?”
“Well, if you don’t have enough money, you just have to pay for it in blood! Damn you guys! “How much have I given so far!”
The price of blood.
I listened to familiar words.
It was in the information given by Garti.
Measure the weight of blood.
“You really don’t know about taxes.”
“I know roughly. “You just don’t know the weight of blood.”
“That doesn’t make sense... No, it’s not something that shows on the outside.”
Phew. The guy let out a small sigh and continued his explanation.
It was close to rambling, perhaps because he was out of his mind or impatient, but the gist of it was this.
Taxes apply to each person.
In short, the more people you have, the more taxes you have to pay.
Each individual is individual.
If you lead an organization, you must also pay taxes for the members you lead.
If there is no tax to pay, the blood is weighed.
It means that the amount of taxes that a person has to pay is replaced with blood.
Since ancient times, when the number of people decreased, taxes to be paid were also given.
This gave a signal.
“Please take responsibility and keep an eye on me while I am away for a while.”
“No, that!”
After saying the word “responsibility” with force, he quickly left the room.
I didn’t lie.
After talking with Paul last night, I ordered a gift from a restaurant in the underground shopping mall.
Along with that, I also do some other work.
Approximately 10 minutes have passed.
“It will move slowly.”
Sigh.
I snapped my fingers.
[Time Bomb (S) Lv.MAX]
[Time Bomb (S) Lv.MAX]
.
.
.
-Kuaaaaaaa!
The time bomb that was spread around yesterday is about to explode.
Buildings and roads exploding irregularly.
While my eyes were focused on that place.
-There he is running away!
-How did you untie the rope?
-Ugh!
The guys trapped in the carriage escaped.
Screams and swearing can be heard from afar.
I also ran.
“I’m sure he will run away with great skill. Still, I still have time to wander around in the back alleys.”
From here on, it depends on how well the guys in the carriage can escape.
The odds are half and half.
Those who should be caught are caught, and those who should be ostracized are ostracized.
These are the people who were restrained without even hurting their bodies in order to measure the weight of blood.
It’s not called a product for nothing.
Even members of the organization, including Guilder, cannot kill them carelessly.
But you can’t just let it run away.
Even while doing this, time passes.
-Waaaah!
I left my seat.
From now on it’s a race against time.
I quickly left the underground shopping mall.
The destination is a bar.
Under the pretext of tax collection day, one bar was closed and employees were gathered in the main bar.
Since there were no guests anyway, the order was to gather in one place and rest.
“Evileye?”
“Didn’t you go to deliver the goods?”
“Shut up and follow me! “It’s important!”
I shouted loudly, taking away the opportunity for them to say anything.
“hurry! “Move now!”
“Oh, I understand!”
“Do you bring tools?”
“The extension is. Mr. Quack. “Come out!”
I practically pushed my back and pulled out the guys inside the store.
These guys get out without even knowing why and run after me.
As there is a long distance to travel, there is not much time left.
There are at most 20 minutes left.
‘I’ll arrive just in time.’
At first glance, the time seemed right.
Perhaps because they ran at full speed, everyone entered the underground shopping mall out of breath.
The destination is Daedu Sang.
I see a guy leading a group, probably nervous because the product he was supposed to receive didn’t arrive.
A head so big that you wonder if a human head can be that big.
It has a cigar in its large mouth.
The head merchant who made eye contact with me waved his hand.
“Evileye! What time is it now? What about the product? Where is the product?”
“Just calm down first.”
I pushed away the approaching soybean vendor, took out a drink from the subspace item, and handed it to the gang members who were running after me.
“You guys had a hard time running, so you’re drinking. “I have to talk about something important.”
“omg! Huh. Thank you.”
“Ugh. “I’m out of breath.”
The guys who took a sip of the drink said they liked it and stole the corners of their mouths.
And a few seconds later.
-Thumping
-The
sleeping pills in Tuwoong’s drink took effect and they collapsed.
The leader hesitates at the sudden situation.
“I had a bit of a setback at work, so I brought in a replacement. Fortunately, there is still some time left.”
“These people are gang members....”
“Is that the big deal? In transactions, trust is the key. “There are times when it can’t be helped.”
“ha ha ha! Right. “It’s a black hook after all! It’s very reliable!”
The head merchant, smiling brightly, gestured, and the people next to him took up the fallen men.
I smiled as I looked at the smiling soybean dealer with a cigar in his mouth.
The person who leads the group is taxed more.
In other words.
‘It means that if the number of people decreases, taxes will also be reduced.’
like this.
[It’s 3 o’clock.]
[Taxes are collected from all NPCs on the 95th floor.] -With the sound of coins being
run
out, the amount of money saved up so far is gone.
How long has it been like that?
[Tax payment completed]
[Have a nice day today!]
A satisfying message came to mind.