Heaven And Earth Are Worthless Chapter 4

A Street at night was not much different than during the day, but perhaps one of the differences was that the night was busier than the day. 

Many people were still sleeping during the day, but at night it became a carnival city that never sleeps. Many slightly attractive men and women will come out, to hook up with people they like or work to make money. There would also be some other secretly working people who would stealthily come out to hunt. 

For those who lived there, night was the home field, and they felt more secure at night than during the day.

For example, in those thirteen streets, several places were absolutely safe, and those who dare to make trouble in these places can't see the sun the next day. 

Even in this unfettered paradise of freedom, there were always several kinds of forces standing at the top, which people dared not provoke. 

It was like a bar right now.

This was not only the largest place for the circulation of information, but also a gathering place for the sale of all kinds of drugs and guns. The most attractive fresh men and women would also appear there. You like me, the price is easy to talk about. And those who wanted to blackmail others (lit. 黑吃黑 hēi chī hēi, to use forceful means such as threats to oppress the other party), or wanted to go visit wh.o.r.es, would be honest there. 

Of course Qing Tian knew this place. 

The wild dogs were successfully dumped by him because they wouldn't get close to crowded places. It was just that between escaping and getting rid of the dogs, Qing Tian became quite sad, and didn't want to mention it again.

Qing Tian once came here.

It was here that he was bought by Dushe, and he knew that if he wanted to live well here, he had to choose a good buyer for himself. 

The man behind Wu Yun and Wu Yu can kill Dushe, so in the thirteen streets, there are only three people left to become his patron.

Bartender, Doctor, and Priest.

No one knew their names, who they were and what age they were, and n.o.body dared provoke them.

Doctor and Priest were very strict in recruiting people, and people like him would not be taken in, so he could choose just one place.

Qing Tian inwardly estimated his own value, although he was not very good at playing, but he was very good at remembering people. As long as he has met them once, he would not forget. His skill must be more useful to the bartender than his body and his face. 

Although it was difficult to stay there for a living, it would be much safer as long as you make a few more cuts in your face.

Qing Tian knew he was beautiful, and could easily find someone to support him by virtue of his appearance. But if it was for survival, he could destroy his face without hesitation and become a useful person.

Here, the emotional appearance and everything were false, only the interests were real. As long as he could show his useful side, he could survive!

Not bad!

Qing Tian, instead of throwing that piece of iron, hid it in his sleeve, and it could be used for self-protection if necessary.

He was wearing clothes from a man who had tried to attack him. 

The man thought he was easy to deal with since he was young, but as soon as he relaxed, he was killed by Qing Tian and stripped of his clothes. 

The man was not dead, but there were seven or eight cuts on him made by Qing Tian, and the smell of blood was heavier than him. The wild dogs chasing him would change targets. 

Qing Tian pulled his hat down and hid himself through the night, taking advantage of the crowd sneaking into the bar. 

He needed to find a bartender to show his value.

But as long as Wu Yun didn't come, there was still time. 

Although the bar was not big, the inside was full. There was also a variety of people in the street outside the bar.

Qing Tian was thin and small, but managed to get close to the bar after squeezing through all kinds of cracks. 

There were several people in bartender clothes at the bar, but none of them were the ones Qing Tian had seen. They were just pure waiters. 

“One more bottle of wine, d.a.m.n it, you've mixed too much water.” A big man could not help scolding, “The last time I drank it, it didn't taste like that.”

“There hasn't been much wine recently.” A bartender casually said, “We're doing what we're told. You don't have to buy it.”

“Come on, man. Drinking here at least you drink alcohol. If you buy wine outside, you don't know what's in the wine!”

"Yesterday, a man bought wine, which seemed to be mixed with mercury. Now he can't speak.”

“It was Dushe's men.”

“When Dushe dies, the mad dogs attack indiscriminately. s.h.i.+t, why didn't those junkies die early?"

It is well known that Dushe poisoned his subordinates in order to control them. In that way, he could achieve full physical and mental control. The controlled person was not only the most powerful weapon, but also the most lethal madman. But now that Dushe died, those people had no stable source of drugs, and they were all crazy to pull everyone to die together.

They hid poisons and medicines in various commodities, making people defenseless. After Dushe's death, victims appeared almost every day in different streets.

Although those people were killed as soon as they got sick, the dilapidated bodes were worthless and simply a waste of bullets, which really made people angry.

It's clear that Dushe had drugs to control his men, but Dushe didn't do this to his pets. Because once contaminated with drugs, the pet's body, no matter how beautiful, would become ugly. Dushe used drugs only when dealing with newcomers with strong personalities. 

Therefore, Qing Tian was always awfully obedient.

“Dushe is really useless. If you die, you die. As a result, things haven't been handed over. Recently, there have been several fewer s.h.i.+ps at sea.”

“It's over with patience. Although Dushe is dead, isn't Huangjin s.h.i.+zi (lit. 黄金狮子 golden lion) going to take over? When this storm is over, it will be safe. Now if you want to drink, you have to come here. If you mix too much water, you will get more wine. It is better than killing people. ” 

“Who killed Dushe anyway?”

“I don't know. It's probably a bounty hunter.”

“Dushe's head has soared to $100 million. Who doesn't want it? He was also very ambitious, but he wanted to go out, and in one breath he also drew five gangs together. Isn't that a death wish?

“The Doctor offered a high price for 'Nushen', saying he wanted to study it.” 

“The church on the Priest's side makes a lot of money, and Dushe's powder depot has been taken up by them. If you want to buy any weapons now, go quickly, there's no price increase and there isn't a limit on purchases!” 

“Doesn't Dushe have a pet park? Boy, it's full of beautiful men and women, and now it seems to have been split up.” 

“There are also high-priced ones for sale. There are several in bars here, but can you afford them?”

“I won't buy it if I can afford it. Who knows what kind of perverted hobby that Dushe fellow has, I dare not touch it.”

“Tsk, fullness for the bold, famine for the timid (lit. 撑死胆大的，饿死胆小的 chēngsǐdǎndàde, ‘èsǐdǎnxiǎode/basically, kind of derogatory sentence that encourages someone to take risks), you're not daring when there are plenty of people more daring than you.

……

As soon as Dushe died, the news he had been trying to hide quickly became known to the public, and now it was time for everyone to be in high spirits. Wait about a week, and Dushe would disappear completely and would never be mentioned in their mouths again. 

No matter how beautiful and powerful he used to be, as long as he died, no one would miss him nor remember him. This is such a place. 

Qing Tian's head shrunk involuntarily.

He'd already been sold once, and he didn't want to be sold again. 

Qing Tian had a few hundred dollars that he had stolen, only enough to buy a gla.s.s of wine here. But he didn't dare buy, but those that didn't buy couldn't stay there, so he will use this gla.s.s of wine to wait for the real bartender to come. 

An hour later, the bartender still hadn't come. 

Qing Tian was bored observing the people there when suddenly he found that there was a person whose was appearance not very right. 

It was a prost.i.tute with makeup and only underwear. The woman was in good shape, her hair was combed high, her underwear had been stuffed with a lot of dollars, and there were many wandering hands near her.

The prost.i.tute's eyes were a little misty, and she looked as if she were drunk, leaning against the shoulder of a man whose hand had reached into her pants. 

It wasn't that that made Qing Tian care about her, but the woman's twitching look was not quite right. She seemed to be a little overexcited. 

That's right. 

When Dushe trained a young girl, he used the prototype “Nushen”. The appearance of the girl was very similar to that of this woman! 

Qing Tian realised his time had come.

He immediately grabbed the hand of a bartender who was mixing wine and whispered his discovery quickly and quietly.

The bartender looked doubtfully at Qing Tian and picked up the radio to find the security guards.

Qing Tian sat in his place under his surveillance. He didn't want to leave.

“Sir, we need to check the lady next to you.” The security guards were armed with professional weapons and were very tall, almost all of them veterans of the battlefield. 

As soon as the security guards appeared, the man who enjoyed the woman's body didn't dare move.

“Lady, please go out with us.” The security guard looked at the apparently out-of-state woman and touched his gun.

“Hha, hha.” The woman laughed with confused eyes, as if she couldn't understand what the security guard said. Instead, her whole body laid on the security guard.

Bomb!

The security guard looked down, saw what was in her hair, and tried to tear her away, but the woman seemed to suddenly wake up, all limbs holding the security guard to death, clearly wanting to die together.

“Bombs!”

The security guard roared and his companions on the side shot the woman quickly. One of the security guards came forward, simply removed the woman's chin, broke open her mouth, and pulled out the switch and mini bomb she hid in her teeth.

The woman was cruel enough to herself. She pulled out several teeth and buried switches and explosives in her gums.

The teeth were rotten. She couldn't talk even if she wanted to.

Her face was completely deformed, so she needed a lot of makeup to hide herself.

Qing Tian was afraid there were explosives in other parts of her body. She relied entirely on poisons/drugs to suppress the pain. Once she explodes, Qing Tian was afraid everyone present would be implicated.

“It should be one of the secret weapons hidden by Dushe. When Dushe died, they had no drugs, and all of them came out."

“Take her apart and send her to the Doctor for research.”

“If she's still awake, by any means, let her name her partner.”

……

Things on place were quickly taken care of, and the drinkers talked about it, not taking it to heart. 

It happened all the time. 

Qing Tian was brought to the bartender by the security guards. 

Finally! 

The bartender was a man in his thirties, who can be described as somewhat handsome and looked like a hybrid of white and yellow. Others said he was Russian and he was so tall that he was close to two meters. 

This kind of appearance, as long as you have seen it once, you will not forget. 

Qing Tian was very knowledgeable of his own story and intended to say it all over again, but also his appearance was directly exposed.

“If you promise, I can destroy my face now and never cause you any trouble.” Qing Tian put the piece of iron on his face and did not waver at all. 

“Oh?” The bartender looked at him with some interest. “You were part of Dushe's collection, but you don't seem to be the same as the others. Don't you want an easier life? If you want to go out, I can find you a good customer, too. ” 

Qing Tian felt a moment of excitement, but he soon gave up the idea. 

No, don't go out and be sold.

“I would like to work under you.” Qing Tian, be firm. 

“As much as I want you, you do have some use,” The Bartender looked at Qing Tian a few times, sometimes reluctant to part, “but unfortunately, I can't accept you, Doctor and Priest will not accept you.” 

“What?” Qing Tian didn't seem to believe him. “May I ask why?” 

“Because Wu Yun is our ace killer.” The Bartender leaned against his chair, held his chin in one hand, and gave him a cigarette when he turned his head. “The money for Wu Yun's. .h.i.ts is put here. We need to provide him with stable food, clothing, shelter and transportation. Only when he is free can he take over our commission. Since you are the man he likes, we won't accept you.”

“After all, there are people like you looking for it, but machines like Wu Yun are rare.” The Bartender added. 

Wu Yun, a trump card that could handle a variety of th.o.r.n.y tasks for them, was more useful than someone of unknown interests. 

Qing Tian's face was a little stiffy.

“I think you'd better go back.” The Bartender looked at him with a smile.

“I'm going to die when I get back. He won't let me go if I run away.” Qing Tians gnashed his teeth.

“It has nothing to do with me. You send him back.” The Bartender stood up and waved to the security guard to take away Qing Tian.

“I remember all the people Dushe saw!” When the security guards seized Qing Tian, he couldn't help shouting out, “If you let me stay, I'll tell you, including a secret base that Dushe snake took me to. I remember.”

The Bartender stopped and looked at Qing Tian with a change in his eyes. “How do you know his secret base, kid?”

“Although I was blindfolded, I really remember it.” Qing Tian knew there was a chance, but dared not hide it any more. “I can take you with me, but you have to promise me. Do you want the Doctor or the Priest to know the news?”

“Kid, are you threatening me?”

Qing Tian was picked by a security guard.

He had a gun at his throat.

“Not a threat.” Qing Tian's hands were clasped tightly, and he resisted the impulse to struggle. “I'm just doing business with you. I wrote the place on a piece of cloth and stuffed it into the belly of a wild dog. The wild dog was wounded and will soon be attacked, and the secret will be revealed. If you kill me or imprison me, I can't stop the secret from being exposed.”

Qing Tian knew that when he tells the secret, his greatest a.s.set disappears. It was very likely that the other party will kill him when he finds the place.

But now he had no other way.

He could only gamble now.

The Bartender's face finally changed, and the security guard on the side looked at the kid in surprise. 

This place was full of monsters. 

It was difficult for a kid of this age to be able to say such a thing in front of life and death. 

Perhaps Dushe's best finished product was not the G.o.ddess, but this child. 

“Tsk, I lost.” The Bartender grabbed his hair. “Wu Yun, you take this kid away and leave me alone. I really hate this blond hybrid kid. Is he really not your master's b.a.s.t.a.r.d? ” 

This bad personality is almost the same.

Qing Tian was stunned.

He saw Wu Yun coming in through the back door of the bar with the body of a wild dog in his hand.

“I've taken out what's in his stomach.” Wu Yun threw the dog's body on the ground. “You should give it back to me. You bet, you pay. You have to prepare the clothes and meals for both of us in the future.

“I see.” The Bartender could hardly wait for the boys to leave.

The security guard saw Wu Yun staring at him and holding Qing Tian's hands. His eyes were slightly evasive, so he put Qing Tian down carefully.

Qing Tian finally realized that he was wrong.

“You know, kid? You're lucky that all Dushe's possessions are going to die.” The Bartender smiled faintly towards Qing Tian. “Like the prost.i.tute and girl you pointed out, we heard that Dushe had hidden a lot of things from his collection, but we were not sure which one, so we just dealt with it all.”

Qing Tian realised he was walking around the gates of h.e.l.l.

*Not sure: 晴天意识到自己在鬼门关走了一圈。

“But if the Wu Yun wants to protect you, there's nothing you can do about it.” The Bartender frowned and said, “Get out of here.”

“Come on.” Wu Yun tore up the cloth. “This place is fake.”

Qing Tian couldn't believe it. “No, what I wrote is true.”

“Really, Dushe wouldn't take you there.” Wu Yun looked at him calmly. “You are worthless.”

“I… I…” Qing Tian took a few steps back, “You really won't kill me?”

“No killing.” Wu Yun seized Qing Tian's hands and said, “Go.”

For the first time Qing Tian felt the temperature of Wu Yun's hands.

Warm.

Was this a living person?

Qing Tian was stupefied.

“I'll keep you alive until you're eighteen.” Wu Yun bowed his head and looked down at Qing Tian's eyes. “Believe me, just come with me.” 

Eighteen years old. 

Four more years. 

Qing Tian's heart suddenly calmed down.

This man will do what he says. 

There was nothing more rea.s.suring to him than that. 

“As long as you don't kill me, I will love you as you say for four years.” Qing Tian firmly said, “I do what I say.” 

“Cough.” The bartender almost choked on the smoke. “Wu Yun, do you like the younger one?” 

“I asked you, too, and you said no.” Wu Yun looked at the Bartender and seemed to wonder why he reacted this way. “I don't love anyone, just someone who loves me.” 

“No, no. ” The bartender waved in horror. “Whatever you want. I can't afford a man like you.”

He was not disgusted with long life. (meaning he wants to live a long life)

Qing Tian was pulled away by Wu Yun.

After their shadows disappeared, several security guards dared to wipe their cold sweat with their hands.

When Wu Yun appeared, they were more nervous than anyone else.

In case he explodes, they have to be prepared to leave their lives here.

From the beginning of their work for the Bartender, they could see that almost all the people who had a relations.h.i.+p with Wu Yun, except that one, died in desperation, which made them shudder.

Such Wu Yun, even if were a beautiful woman, they would not be tempted.

He was a natural killing machine, the ace killer in the Thirteen Streets, and the only person who worked for the Bartender, Doctor and the Priest at the same time.

“You're all taking a bottle of wine back today.” The bartender threw the cigarette out of his mouth. “That little demon (term of endearment) has very sharp perceptio.”

“Mr. Wu Yun's is more terrible than the battlefield. I can understand why he fled?” A security guard was impressed. “He's a person who survived beside Dushe. He's intuitive.”

“But a little demon is a little demon after all.”

In the opinion of some, Wu Yun was a little simple to be convinced so easily.

*Not sure: 被乌云这么简单一说就相信了。

“Wu Yun is more credible than the guns in your hands.” The Bartender muttered to himself, “I understand why this little devil came as a gift.”

People of the same kind are always easier to understand.

He didn't know what that man was thinking.

If you want to change him and see someone similar to yourself, you'll shoot him down in one shot, with fewer harm!

*Not sure: 要换了他，看见和自己相似的人，直接一枪崩了，少个祸害！

The author has something to say:

Yesterday did not change, today write more 233333 (lit. hahaha) thanks to the angels (readers) for voting for me oh~
(They then thank various people for the gifts)

TN: There were a few more sentences where I struggled this chapter, and feel free to correct me. (And if you see Qing Tian's name mispelled somewhere, I apologise, my brain always jumbles his name)