Chapter 790: Poor People Must Have Hateness

"What do you mean?" I looked at him with a frown, completely unintelligible. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, girl, don't bother with him. A voice suddenly came from behind him, and when he looked back, it was the cleaning aunt of the community, who had seen it a few times before.

"He has a problem here. Aunt Cleaner pointed to her head and shook her head helplessly: "Every day, he hides downstairs in the community, and the security guards can't do anything about him." ”

"Oh~" I nodded and didn't say anything more. He glanced at the homeless man and prepared to leave.

However, he seemed to be relying on me, and he kept in front of me and wouldn't let me leave.

"Hey, what's the matter with you, the security guard will come in a while......" The cleaning aunt couldn't stand it anymore, threw away the broom in her hand and ran over, ready to drive him away: "Go quickly, go quickly! Don't stay here, it's really annoying." ”

"Forget it, it's okay. I hurriedly blocked the hand raised by the cleaning aunt, this homeless man also looked quite pitiful, maybe he was just looking for a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

"Are you hungry?" I asked, walking up to him.

The homeless man glanced at me weakly, and stepped back a little frightened, presumably just frightened.

"Don't be afraid!" I thought for a moment and said to him, "You wait for me here, and I'll go back and get the money and take you something to eat?"

The homeless man hesitated for a moment, then nodded. I didn't dare to look up at me at all, seeing that he was so thin that he was only skinny and bones, and he probably hadn't eaten enough.

"Alas~" Aunt Cleaning sighed helplessly, walked back to pick up her broom, and continued to work: "Girl, you are just too kind-hearted." As the saying goes, the poor must have something to hate, and this homeless man has not done anything good before. ”

I tugged at the corners of my mouth and didn't speak.

Glancing at the homeless man, he turned and walked upstairs. I took the money and my phone, and went downstairs but didn't see the homeless man.

Only the cleaning aunt was still sweeping the floor, so I walked over and asked, "Auntie, where was the homeless man just now?"

"Let's go!" Auntie pointed to the back door of the community: "I guess I went over there, there is a garbage dump at the back door, and I see him picking up some food at the garbage dump on weekdays." ”

"Oh, thank you. I nodded and headed for the back door.

"Hey, hey~" Aunt Cleaning hurriedly stopped me, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Girl, you should stay away from that homeless man, that homeless man is not normal." ”

"Hmm!" is delirious, not normal.

"Girl, when I say abnormal, I don't just mean that he has a problem with his head. Aunt Cleaning obviously had something to say, hesitated for a moment, leaned into my ear and whispered, "That homeless man...... It was harmed like this by the snake demon. ”

"The basilisk?" I looked at her with a frown, puzzled.

"Hmm!" Aunt Cleaning nodded, and said with a serious face: "I also heard that when I first came here a few years ago, that homeless man was a resident of this community. Driving a luxury car, but there is money. Later......"

Aunt Cleaning sighed silently: "Later, I heard that he bought a snake with thick calves to replenish his body in order to eat. The snake was cut into three pieces by him, two were given away, and the remaining one was stewed in snake broth......"

As a result, within three months, he went bankrupt. I don't know much about my head, so it's what it is now. The cleaning aunt picked up the broom and prepared to leave: "Anyway, it's better to stay away from him, this is all retribution......"