SlumStreet(Part-3)

"He helped us build these houses, made sure that we were safe, and that all of us were happy," the middle-aged woman said, wiping the side of her eyes with the back of her hand. "You must be one of his friends inside the city, right? He may look like a swindler, but he is a very kind man."

"You know, if Big Chub were alive, he would definitely protest that he doesn't look like a swindler," Apollo commented, raising his head towards the middle-aged woman.

"Haha, you are right," the middle-aged woman forced a laugh before she glanced at the body on the ground. "They don't care about us. Even if the city knows that people were killed here, they wouldn't send their men to apprehend the evildoer."

"This evildoer… have you seen his appearance?" Apollo asked, his eyes turning cold.