"Everyone says that."
Hu Lang gave Pandora a look, not sure if she understood, then inserted the chip into the back of his neck, and his whole body froze.
His consciousness sank deep into his mind, examining the demonic puppet code within the chip.
He completely failed to notice that the large black guy he called Spike had already approached.
And Pandora also picked up a chip and inserted it, turning both of them into puppets.
Placid glanced casually at the two weaklings next to him, not even as thick as one of his arms, and then asked the boss in Haitian,
"No one is causing trouble, right?"
The boss replied, "No, it's the same as usual."
Poverty
is the only issue Haitians in the Taiping Continent have to face.
There are no corporations here, and the only difference from the Evil Land is the presence of skyscrapers.
The only way to survive here is to become an informant or a member of the Voodoo Gang.
