At 7 p.m., night had begun to fall.

There was no complete street lamp in the black ghetto in disrepair for a long time, and a bonfire was raised in the street square for lighting, and a little further away from the crowd, there were still some burning discarded tires, which of course also served as lighting.

The narrow and dilapidated streets are different from the silence of the past, and now they are crowded with people, and tonight's slum is, in the words of the fat brother, like the New Year.

"Where's that bitch Carson!"

"The seventh squad is full, and all the people of the seventh squad have come to me to gather!"

", where to sign up?"

"I heard that someone is giving out money here?"

"Guys who want to sign up, come to me!"

"Sell banners, sell banners, $2 for 2 meters, $5 for 3 meters......"

"Boy, give me a two-meter one!"

"Dude, I'm sorry, now there's only 3 meters left, do you want it?"

"You profiteer!"

............

The square was crowded with people who came to look for work, black people in the water, the only difference in their eyes was the difference between frosted black and shiny black, and the fat brother simply suspected that these people had their own set of contact methods, otherwise how could they explain it In less than half a day, even the unemployed black people in the corners of Los Angeles City received the news and drilled out.

The fat guy was sitting on the steps in front of Wilson's house with half a bottle of beer in his hand, and there was a dinner plate next to him, which contained some fried chicken and fries and other foods, but the fat brother didn't move much.

He was leisurely watching the people coming and going, Wilson's wife knew that the fat brother was here to help their family, so excited that she almost knelt down, and now she was sitting behind the fat brother with the baby learning from Zenia, for fear that he would need someone to help him pour tea and water for a while......

Dewar was a little embarrassed and touched his somewhat shiny bald head, rubbed it in front of the fat brother and said, "Boss, I didn't expect so many people to come, do you want me to drive some away?"

How could the fat brother not know what Dewar was thinking, it was nothing more than worried that there were too many people and he would "break the bank" too much, so he took out a beer from the ice bucket next to him with a smile and handed it over, and said with a smile: "I'm still too little, don't worry, I'm so poor that I only have money left." ”

Once upon a time, the fat brother always felt that this sentence was too pretentious, but he didn't expect that he would use it one day, and he said it so naturally, because it was too appropriate for himself.

"By the way, you take this first. ”

As he spoke, the fat guy pulled out a packet of things wrapped in newspaper from under his ass and handed it to Dewar.

Dewar took it with a puzzled face, and couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy in his heart, but he felt that it should be unlikely, he didn't do anything, just stared at the fat brother, and his hand dragged the newspaper bag handed to him by the fat brother more and more.

"A little activity fund, if there is anything to use money in the early stage, you can spend it directly from it, and donate it to you as a warm-hearted person. ”

The fat brother smiled and raised his beer, signaling that the cooperation was happy.

Dewar nodded ecstatically: "Boss, no! Zhou, you must thank that enthusiastic person for me." ”

What does fat brother mean Dewar Yemen Qing, as the saying goes, take people's money to eliminate disasters for others, since the employer doesn't want to show up, then Dewar naturally has to clean up his hands, although he is not even an "amateur".

The newspaper was full of money, no more, no less, exactly 50,000 US dollars, and he asked Zenia to get it, and it wasn't until she got the money back to him that she stupidly remembered to ask him what he wanted this money for, and when she heard the conversation between the fat brother and Dewar, she didn't know what the money was for.

At the thought of what might happen next, Chenia couldn't help but clench her fists nervously, was she considered an accomplice like this, or was she going to report Zhou? But she had never done such an outrageous thing, and frankly, it was too exciting for her.

A pair of beautiful eyes couldn't help but linger on the Chinese man in front of him, and they all said that mysterious men are like spirits, which make women want to stop, fat brother, you think you know him well enough, but you find that there is such an unknown side hidden under his face that is giggling all day long, giving Ziniya a feeling, she can only describe it as poison.

And the person who is more excited than Chenya at this moment is probably Dewar, taking a sip of the beer handed over by the fat brother, wiping the wine stains on the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and then waving his majestic hand, greeting a few of his cronies, and disappearing into the depths of the alley.

Dewar still remembers the third thing that the fat brother said to himself and others in the afternoon, clashes with the police during the parade are commonplace for them, but they have never done this while they are in chaos, but fortunately, the fat brother did not ask them to kill, because the fat brother also knows that these gangsters probably don't have the guts.

But with a bounty of 500,000 as a base, let alone the black hand, even if they are to storm the Los Angeles Police Department, they are estimated to do it, with the money sponsored by enthusiastic people, the plan they discussed in the afternoon to stab people with fruit knives was eliminated, with so much money, how can they have to replace their decent outfits, right?

Although these people haven't been to school for a few days, they can still calculate the accounts of one fifty or two hundred, and there are so many goals, everyone doesn't have to grab them at all, and the atmosphere of Dewar's small team is exceptionally harmonious.

And the fat brother also suggested to them that if they felt it was too dangerous, they could also outsource this job, but the money they could get was not fifty, but only ten.

How can 500,000 and 100,000 be compared, just do a few, and then hide the money abroad, how can it be enough for the rest of your life, so Dewar and his younger brothers chose 500,000.

When Dewar and the others were rushing to buy a guy in Xingchong, the fat brother didn't know when he left with Chenia, and it was Wilson's wife who went in to get cold beer for the fat brother, and only after coming out did he find that the person was gone.

Wilson's wife sighed heavily at the messy scene in the square in the middle of the street, then leaned down and picked up the dinner plate on the ground.

Wilson's wife hurriedly collected the money left on the ground, and instead of counting the money in a hurry, she held it tightly, her eyes looked in the direction of the only exit from the slum, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, but the corners of her eyes were filled with tears.

"I just saw you give the rest of the money to Wilson's wife, didn't I?"

In the night, Fat Brother and Chenia walked side by side under the street lamp, and the two kept a distance not far away, like a young couple.

"Hmm. ”

The fat brother answered, but didn't say anything more.

"But that's the only money I have left, my home is so far away, how can you let me go home?"

Zenia winked playfully at the fat guy.

"It's too far to go back to the hotel with me, my hotel is close. ”

The fat brother said casually.

"Are you serious?"

Chenia, who had been bouncing in front, turned her head and looked at the fat brother with a serious face.

"Of course. ”

The fat guy shrugged and replied with a smile.