When Hugo and Akita swaggered to find the old gull and asked to leave the place for a cruise, the old gull couldn't help but frown.

"If you come to an agreement with Mr. Du, leave the matter to him, and promise not to disappoint you. If you don't come to a consensus, I advise you to give up your thoughts, and with your little clue, you won't find the person you want in the streets, so don't waste time, and I'll escort you out of here at once. ”

Hugo laughed: "If I'm not mistaken, your client told you that your mission is to help us, not to take care of our daily life." ”

The old gull looked at Hugo coldly and said, "If it weren't for your reckless actions at the docks, how could I be so passive now!

Hugo said indifferently: "This is not caused by me, you must know that the reason why I was humiliated on the dock is because Gao Bai is your old enemy, and he just wanted to attack you that day." ”

The old gull's face became more and more difficult to look at, but Hugo had no intention of stopping.

"As for the Mr. Du you mentioned, it is obvious that you do not get along well with his side, and that white advisor is the best proof of this, and it is precisely because of your contradictions that I have been hindered a lot in the negotiations. ”

The last sentence was completely made up by Hugo, and the purpose of what he said was to make the old gull make concessions on the one hand, and to test the depth of the old gull and the cuckoo's side on the other hand.

Judging from the performance of the old gull, it is not deeply involved at this time.

"You can get out of here, I won't restrict your freedom. But I'm going to say it before, if you have an accident somewhere else, don't blame me for not doing my duty, it's all your own fault. ”

Hugo nodded: "It's nature. ”

"Also, even then I will arrange for some people to protect you in the shadows, maybe you think this is surveillance, and it doesn't matter if you ignore me. ”

Hugo nodded again and said, "No problem." ”

Seeing that Hugo readily agreed, the old gull turned to leave, and that reaction said it all.

Hugo turned to Akita and said, "Little birdie, we're free." ”

...

When Hugo and Akita walked out of the door of the building, Hugo stretched out in the sun and said, "Tsk, the free air is really fresh." ”

Akita smiled, "It's like we're all in jail before." ”

Hugo said, "Haven't you always thought so?"

Akita said: "That is, as long as the thing that restricts my freedom will always be the most hateful cage!"

Hugo smiled and teased, "What if you marry Zhizhi?"

When Akita heard this, he turned into a big red face and stammered, "You... What did you say... This... We... It's just..."

Hugo waved his hand and made a stop gesture: "Don't say this to me, if you have the ability to say it to Zhizhi." Akita smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.

Hugo said: "Don't ask so much, let's go find a place to fill our stomachs first, I dare say that you didn't look for something to eat after you left the room just now..."

...

The two wandered aimlessly through the streets, the streets of the day were not as they had imagined, there were shootings and robberies everywhere, and although there were groups of people who seemed to be in groups of people in groups, there were no excesses, and the streets looked very peaceful, which could not help but change the impression of Hugo and Akita on the street.

After walking out for a while, Hugo motioned for Akita to sit down at a bar.

Akita blinked, "I've never been to a bar before." ”

Hugo said: "In a way, a bar is more atmospheric than a café. ”

Akita ignored Hugo's ridicule and instead attacked Hugo: "That's right, I think it's more likely to meet a girl with flaxen hair in a bar." ”

The two looked at each other and laughed tacitly, then they stopped teasing each other and walked into the bar together.

The bar doesn't have any name, but a sign with a giant beer mug on it at the door, which is perhaps the most intuitive representation of everything in the culture of the street.

There are still very few people in the bar during the day, and it seems that no matter where the night is, it is the most powerful agent for alcohol.

The furnishings in the Nameless Bar are much worse than those of Dim Light, but they are not unsightly. The thick bricks on the façade give it a hint of antiquity, and it looks more like a 19th-century tavern in the American West.

Hugo and Akita sat in a corner of the bar when a young man approached him and asked him what he needed. The young man didn't dress up as a bartender and looked casual. Hugo simply asked for two light drinks and two snacks, and the young man agreed and left.

Akita said: "This place looks pretty good, but before I entered the door, I was worried that the owner here was a fierce and evil person, and he would never let us leave if he didn't spend a certain amount." ”

Hugo smiled: "You can create with your imagination, in fact, the reason why the street has been able to survive under the control of the government for hundreds of years is because it has formed its own conventional rules, and it is in this rule that the street can survive, although it is a little unkempt but still healthy." ”

Autumn said: "There are no rules, there is no circle, I understand this." However, no matter how many conventional rules there are, it can only be regarded as a wild place with no bottom line. ”

Hugo said: "Maybe you can look at this matter in a different way, isn't the current social form of the street a social form that human beings have been pursuing for hundreds of years but have never been able to achieve?"

"You mean," Akita said suspiciously.

Hugo said: "Although there is a big gap between the two, I have to say that the existence of Liujie is a great attempt and a special way of social progress. ”

Akita shrugged his shoulders and said, "That sounds a little crazy. ”

Hugo smiled and said, "Is there still less madness in this world? ”

Akita blinked, he naturally knew that the formation of the flow street was precisely because of the vigorous "anti-smoking" movement.

Hugo said: "The power of the people is always strong, and the so-called miracles are also created by them." In many cases, fate is beyond our expectations, just as the existence of the blasphemer is the result of an accident, and in the same way, who would have thought that a group of mostly smokers would create such a utopian territory?"