Chapter 4: Forced Demolition or Not?

  Drew, is he a revolutionary?

  Marlon discussed Druidic doctrine with Master Thorold Ironfist for half the night, and felt that the answer was probably no.

  This made Ma Long slightly more at ease, although he was not a beneficiary of the existing system, but he tended to prefer gradual social reform with minimal bloodshed rather than violent revolution that achieved everything in one step but at the cost of many lives.

  He fell into a deep sleep and was shaken awake by his private secretary and home tutor, Adela, just as the sky was beginning to brighten.

  It was probably because the nutrition hadn't fully caught up yet, or maybe it was because he slept too late last night, so due to low blood pressure, Marlon's mood wasn't great after being woken up by Adela.

  "Adela, let's talk about it when I wake up naturally, I want to live a life where I can sleep until I wake up naturally ahahahaha!"

  Malong, with a drowsy and bloodshot eyes, gritted his teeth and stared at Adela.

  "Sorry, but my father... Mr. Andrew Carnegie is waiting for you in the living room downstairs, he apparently has something important to discuss with you."

  Adela was not afraid of Malong's resentment at all, and apologized insincerely before directly saying the reason for violently awakening Malong.

  According to the contract signed by Marlon and Custer-Rheim, at least until the orphanage is completed and can operate normally, Adela-Rheim and Custer-Rheim, this father-daughter pair, must not recognize each other.

  But this does not mean that the old wandering warrior, who has transformed into the old holy warrior Andrew Carnegie, cannot take the opportunity to visit Marlon and "incidentally" pay a visit to Adela, this daughter with demonic blood.

  Crist-Rem was very cautious, he had only come to visit Marlon once in the past few days, and even then it was just for a brief sit-down during afternoon tea before leaving, without even finding an opportunity to speak with Adela alone.

  But today's situation is different. Chui Siu-lim came knocking on the door early in the morning, which was clearly a departure from the afternoon tea meeting of the previous few days.

  No one knows a father better than his daughter. Although Crystrem didn't tell Adela what kind of trouble he had encountered, so he had to come to Marlon for help, but - the principle of "no trouble entering the temple of prayer", Adela understood it.

  So, seeing Malong still lying in bed, seemingly having no intention of getting up independently, Adela didn't hesitate to bend down and pull off Malong's quilt, exposing most of Malong's skin, who was only wearing a wrinkled four-cornered pants head, to the air.

  After spending these days together, Adela has become familiar with Malong's equal temperament and voluntarily took on the role of a personal maid.

  In this other world, one of the important tasks of a truly aristocratic lady-in-waiting is to help her master develop good sleep habits and not be lazy in bed - being an aristocrat is really hard work.

  "Ah!" The quilt was lifted, and Ma Long instantly became a lazy person who turned to covering his crotch. He covered his crotch with one hand and tried to grab the quilt back with the other, gritting his teeth and staring at Adela: "You're ruthless! Adela, don't you know that disturbing someone's sleep is like killing their parents?! You...you..."

  Ma Long's angry shouting stopped abruptly halfway through, as he finally noticed that Adela was wearing loose clothing this morning and was leaning forward with the quilt.

  And so, from Ma Long's angle, a deep and bottomless ditch can be seen, two full and round breasts, and the pink... on top of the nipple.

  Alright, Ma Long's body is now somewhat tenderized, but after all, he is a man and not a eunuch, so his lower half... hardened in shame.

  When impulse strikes, is it better to be a beast or less than a beast?

  Enthusiastic about public welfare, but absolutely not equal to being a moral gentleman. Looking at the two perfectly round breasts wrapped under Adela's loose top, flashing and moving with her body movements, Marlon's thoughts are rapidly shifting in the direction of becoming a beast.

  But just then, something made Ma Long have to pull his thoughts back - a troublemaker appeared on the scene.

  It was probably because she heard some noise from next door that the little fox girl Amy, wearing a pink cute pajama, rubbed her eyes and pushed open the door of Marlon's bedroom, looking at Marlon and Adela who were struggling with each other in confusion.

  Ma Long is not yet powerful enough to forcibly pull Adela, who exudes mature feminine charm all over her body, in front of the cute and lovely little fox girl.

  "Alright! Adela, you win!"

  With a mighty roar, he snatched back the quilt. Ma Long's expression was full of dissatisfaction: "I want to get out of bed and put on my clothes now, would you mind leaving first, then help me close the door... thank you!"

  A moment later, Malong, who was dressed neatly but had disheveled hair, appeared on the stairs going downstairs.

  As he went downstairs, Ma Long found his little brother An Wei, who was talking to Cui Qinglei with a look of admiration on his face.

  "Good morning, Mr. Liszt."

  Although his back was facing the direction of the stairs, and he was still talking to Xiao An, Cui's keen senses as a veteran wandering warrior remained sharp. As Ma Long stepped onto the second step of the staircase, he turned around and greeted him with a good morning.

  "Good morning, Saint Warrior Carnegie."

  Ma Long yawned and was in low spirits.

  "Karnegie Saint Warrior, you're here so early, surely it's not just to eat our Amy's delicious breakfast?"

  After exchanging some simple pleasantries, Malong, who was feeling somewhat down in the dumps, asked.

  "Yes, Lord Liszt." Chreist-Rem nodded: "There's been some trouble with the demolition. Twenty-eight ignorant poor households, under the instigation of a guy named Skar-Tveinson, refused to accept our compensation plan. They... demand that each household be given new houses three times the original size, and also require permanent property rights for the new houses."

  Ma Long, who was still fuming from waking up, almost jumped up after listening to Cui Si-rim's explanation: "A new house with three times the original area? Permanent property rights? Are you sure?!"

  The government of Baisha City, the three Liulingmu villages that were assigned to it, are among the most dilapidated shantytowns in the entire slum area. There isn't even a single brick house in this region!

  Worried about the demolition dispute, it finally appeared. What can Ma Long say to mock himself? Congratulations to yourself, finally have the opportunity to be an evil landlord?

  "Originally, these 28 households had verbally agreed to relocate yesterday and did not have any objections to our compensation plan, but this morning they suddenly collectively changed their minds." Cui Str?m continued calmly, "That's why I came to visit so early."

  Chui Si-rem paused for a moment, then added: "Your Excellency Liszt, according to your prior arrangement, the 300-man construction team has been fully recruited. They are all sturdy young men who lack everything except strength. As soon as you nod, I will go back and give the order, and within the time it takes to eat a meal, these sturdy young men can clear away all twenty-eight huts."

  There's no doubt that Chui Tse-yeung is waiting for Ma Long to make a decision.

  Boss, give the order!——

  Demolish by force? Or not demolish by force?

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