C2495 Gan Bidas old friend (1/2)

The Seine flowed slowly, nourishing the mother river of Paris. In a slums of the Southern Bank of the Seine River, the previously bustling streets were now extremely lonely.

Compared to the bustling and bustling streets of the surrounding districts, the streets here seemed exceptionally dilapidated. Especially the overheated ruins near the riverbank where they stood in pitch darkness, it was a shocking sight to behold.

It was early spring, and the weather in Paris was still warm and humid. There were traces of grass and flowers in the corners of the ruins, giving a sense of vitality to this lifeless place.

On the street near the ruins, a lonely middle-aged man was quietly watching this miserable scene. His brows were knitted tightly as he kept imagining how fierce that fire must have been. In fact, he could even faintly hear the miserable wails coming from the ruins!

No one knew how long this gentleman had been standing there, but the local residents could see that he was a big shot, because there were several high-alert plainclothes guards at his side.

Anyone who could bring guards onto the street must be a big shot. The commoners in the slums definitely wouldn't dare to offend them!

The commoners passed by him one by one, no one daring to strike up a conversation, no one daring to disturb him.

The cigarette butts landed at his feet one by one. It had been over an hour, and finally the big shot let out a long sigh, shook his head and tightened his coat, then turned around to leave. But at this moment, two figures walked out from the corner of the street, directly running towards him.

The guards subconsciously wanted to stop them, but when the big man raised his head and saw who was coming, he stopped the guards from moving.

”Tell them to come over. Don't stop them. I know them!”

The two men were dressed plainly. One of them was wearing overalls and a dirty cap. It was the usual blue collar worker's outfit.

The other gentleman was wearing a suit, but there were also two dirty patches on his sleeves. It was unknown how long it had been since he had oiled his grey leather shoes.

Such people were common in the slums of Paris, but what was memorable was the sharp gazes of these two. They were filled with wisdom, determination, and determination. They did not have the numbness and cowardice of the common people.

”Dear Gan Bida, we haven't met in a long time. When did you come to Paris? On behalf of my old friends, I welcome you. ”

It turned out that the person who had been watching by the edge of the ruins was the new elite Gan Bida. He was also one of the republicans.

Gan Bida looked at these two old friends of his that he hadn't seen for many years, and could not help but grumble in his heart. However, he still could not show it on his face. He could only warmly shake hands and smile as he spoke.

”Wa Erlan, Du Waer, we really haven't seen each other for a long time. The last time we met was at Belgium, right? ”Oh my god, that was ten years ago …”

”That's right, we met at the tutor's house. Teacher Blanqui has never forgotten about you! ”

The three of them stood in front of the ruins and enthusiastically greeted them.'s subordinates around them all looked at the two ordinary people in confusion.

A guard walked beside Gan Bida's secretary and whispered, ”You have been following a representative for a long time, do you know these two? Wasn't this just an ordinary Parisian worker? How do they have the right to chat and laugh with representatives? ”