"Little niece Joyce, it looks like you're in a bad situation. ”

"I think those three thousand Daolang must be your last family property. ”

"Poor little niece Joyce, I'm afraid you're going to be finished this time. ”

"I've heard that you borrowed loan sharks from the world's largest gang...... That's not a good thing......"

"It looks like you're going to have to go to the MGM Hotel and be a high-class prostitute...... Your alien uncle and I will definitely go back to take care of your business. ”

"After all, we promised your father to take care of you......"

"Hahahaha......"

Joyce angrily turned his head and raised his middle finger at a few white skins and cursed angrily.

"Fuck you!"

"Even if I go to be a prostitute, I won't take your business. ”

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

The white-skinned ones, with a smile of contempt and contempt, stepped aside to open their storehouse treasures.

In this indifferent First Reich, no one cares about and pays attention to a loser, especially a warehouse shooter like Joyce who gambles on bankruptcy.

It's a cruel world where everyone has to pay for their actions.

Joyce sat lonely on the ground, indifferently lit the cigarette given by Jin Feng, hung his head deeply, and curled up into a ball.

Drops of water drip down on the yellowed cabinet panels, reflecting the face of this fierce and strange girl. And the slightly shaky shoulders.

At this moment, the fifth and final warehouse began to be auctioned.

"Cowboys, do you want $50 from Warehouse Five?"

"Fifty dollars!"

Warehouse 5 was the worst warehouse, and although it looked like the goods were piled up all over the mountain, it was full of garbage.

This kind of warehouse is the one that all warehouse auctioneers and treasure hunters disdain the most.

Not to mention these professional treasure pickers, even the most ordinary and ordinary people understand the origin of this warehouse.

This was because the First Reich had strict laws regarding garbage.

Whether it's household waste, e-waste or construction waste, there are strict regulations.

What garbage is packed in what bag, what garbage cannot be recycled, you can only dispose of it yourself, and even what color the garbage bag uses must be clearly distinguished.

Also, the time of garbage collection is very strict.

Some garbage is collected once a week, while others are collected every two weeks.

So in the First Empire, it was common to see a lot of second-hand furniture and various items on the roadside of many housing blocks, hoping that someone would take it away for free.

If no one wants it, then you need to dispose of it yourself, either take it to the second-hand market and sell it, or pile it up somewhere else.

If you dare to litter, you will be fined!

They also had to face complaints from environmental groups.

With such a fucking rule, many people will rent a warehouse to store the waste or other garbage that has been discarded in time.

The rent of fifty dollars a month is much more cost-effective than the fine.

When the time comes, the garbage will go to the state capital.

Let the state take care of it.

In the First Empire, almost every poor family did this. Naturally, I am quite familiar with these things.

The fifth warehouse is this kind of warehouse that is dedicated to accumulating garbage.

This kind of garbage, not to mention fifty Daolang, no one is willing to raise their hand even if it is upside down.

"Forty Daolang, there is wood, someone wants?"

"Thirty Knife ......"

"Ten Knife Lang ......"

A pair of sneakers appeared in front of Joyce, and a cold voice rang out.

"Tears are worthless, wipe her away. ”

Joyce's body shook, and he suddenly raised his head to look up at the visitor.

The man in front of him is Mainland Aberdeen.

"I didn't cry!"

Joyce yelled at Jin Feng and stood up suddenly.

"You're spent!"

"Crying flowers. ”

A few words, accompanied by Jin Feng's indifferent and heavy words, undoubtedly made matters worse. Joyce immediately raised his middle finger at Jin Feng: "Fuck your sister, fuck your whole family!"

Joyce's black smoky makeup on her face clearly left two tear stains, revealing her original body, which looked very scary and weird.

Jin Feng squinted his eyes with a cigarette in his mouth, and said softly, "Is there a five-knife lang?"

Joyce, who scolded Jin Feng, was stunned and shouted viciously: "What do ......you know?"

"Don't you even have five Daolang?"

Jin Feng said lightly: "Is there any?"

Joyce looked at Jin Feng suspiciously: "Mainland boy, you won't even have five Daolang?"

Jin Feng didn't answer, and put on sunglasses indifferently.

Joyce waved his hand fiercely and cut off: "When I send the begging for food." ”

As he spoke, Joyce touched a few coins and threw them to Jin Feng: "All of my last ones are for you, pick them up and roll." ”

Suddenly, Joyce froze.

The coins he sprinkled at Jin Feng were all held in Jin Feng's hands when he raised his hand, and he didn't even see his hand speed clearly.

Holding the coin given by Joyce, Jin Feng twitched the corners of his mouth and said coldly.

"When you take a stake. ”

Hearing this, Joyce was stunned again.

"Ten Knife Lang ......"

"Ten Knife Lang ......"

"Okay......"

The fat man on the side of Kubo called out weakly, and he was also a little depressed.

This fucking ran into another garbage shit warehouse.

But that's none of your business. You only need to carry out the final auction procedure.

Many people at the scene have already walked to the side and waited for the next round of warehouse openings, and it is clear that these people have no interest in this garbage warehouse at all.

At this time, there were many people outside the warehouse, and it seemed that they were also here to participate in the next round of warehouse auctions.

"Five Knife Lang ......"

"Five Knife Lang ......"

"Okay!"

"If there is no one in Wudaolang, I declare ......"

At this time, Jin Feng slowly raised two fingers and said in a mansheng voice: "Wudaolang, I want it!"

As soon as Jin Feng's voice came out, everyone at the scene was stunned.

Everyone's eyes were projected onto Jin Feng's body in unison, revealing an incredible gaze and look.

No way.

Does this garbage warehouse have anyone to photograph?

What did he shoot for?

Do you do charity?

You have to clean it up within 24 hours, or you'll be fined.

will also be permanently blocked by the National Warehouse Auction Association.

Is this Shenzhou black monkey crazy?

At that moment, many people ridiculed and ridiculed.

Let this stupid yellow-skinned monkey play well, let him taste the taste of cleaning up this garbage, and let him remember it for a lifetime.

The fat man smiled at Jin Feng and said with endless teasing: "Good luck Shenzhou thin man." ”

"A friendly reminder to you. I offer garbage removal services for a fee......"

"This warehouse only accepts you for five hundred dollars. ”

"Welcome to the First Empire!"

Jin Feng took a hundred-yuan bill to the accountant, looked at the fat man and smiled faintly.

"Thank you for the welcome. ”

"I'll tip you. ”

Jin Feng really doesn't have any fragmentary Daolang, and his bag is full of hundred-yuan bills.

The fat man snorted, shook his head, and secretly scolded a fool.

Suddenly, the fat man saw a person who had just arrived, and immediately showed a lot of smiles, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Mr. O'Brien, you're here too......"

The first round of auctions for five warehouses ended, and the fat man of Kub, who was originally going to rest, immediately started the second round of warehouse auctions after seeing the man named O'Brien.

Everyone's attention shifted to the blue warehouse opposite, and no one cared about the situation here.

Jin Feng, who got the voucher, stood quietly in front of Warehouse No. 5.

The strong stench emitted from the warehouse made people hide their noses and stay away, but for Jin Feng, this stench was a long-lost cordiality.

When I was young, I used to eat and drink Lazar with this stench for many days and nights, and sometimes I even slept on this foul-smelling garbage heap.

Gently throwing the cigarette butt on the ground and stepping on it, Jin Feng strolled forward, bent down to pick up a pair of discarded gloves, and stepped into the garbage heap full of mountains.

Soon, Jin Feng disappeared into the garbage heap of the warehouse.

"Silly boy Continental Tsai. ”

"It's stupid. ”

Not far away, Joyce looked at the disappeared Jin Feng from a distance, muttering and scolding, full of contempt.

Helplessly, he lit a cigarette and looked at the pile of garbage in front of him with a sad face.

Shaking his head helplessly, he kicked the tattered cupboard, sighed for a long time, bent down, and silently picked up the garbage.