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Sunset Boulevard, LA, USA.

Two ragged homeless men huddled under the window, shivering, but reluctant to move half a step away. Because of the steaming heat of the sewers not far away, the asphalt emits dampness and foul smell, and there is a hint of warmth hidden in the ugliness.

The plastic model has a lovely smile and is shiny. Standing above the two of them, staring at the empty street.

It was still early in the morning, and there were no other pedestrians on the street except for two homeless men.

Discarded newspapers swept across the streets in the wind, chasing each other into the depths of the alley.

Suddenly there was a cat meow in the alley, followed by the "clang" of trash cans.

A homeless man was awakened, shrugged his shoulders and turned over, his A side was already numb, and he changed his face to absorb the heat from the ground.

He was holding a black Gibson guitar case covered with pure leather in his arms, and the packaging was so delicate that it showed that the guitar inside was also extraordinary.

At the end of April, the cold wind penetrated the bone. The angular lips under the ends of the hair are tightly pursed.

……

The car engine breaks the silence, and a Chevrolet SUV arrives at the end of the street. The car door slammed open, and a petite figure fell. Unsteady on the ground, he rolled out five meters away, struggled to get up, and desperately ran into the distance.

The car did not slow down, and slowly followed behind it. Soon the man was physically exhausted and his steps were sluggish.

A strong black man jumped out of the car, followed in two steps, grabbed the man's hair, and dragged him into the car like a brute. The man's mouth was "whining" and roaring, like a beast.

"Help!!

Screaming, in Chinese.

The black man frowned, he didn't want to cause more trouble, and slapped her in the face with his backhand. There was blood on the corner of her mouth, half of her face was unconscious, and she couldn't say a word. His eyes were still fixed on the strong man, no matter if his hair was uprooted and pulled back, there was no room for compromise.

"Alas......"

First there was a heavy sigh, and then the not-so-standard English: "Let go." ”

The black man's pupils contracted, and at some point a person stood in front of him. But soon sneered, a homeless man covered in sour smell and parasitic in the city.

No one cares if it's a homeless person or an Asian homeless person.

"...... Ah......h

The scolding turned into screams, the black man's face distorted, his wrist suddenly hurt, and the whole person slammed into the car.

"Squeak!"

The heavy off-road vehicle moves half an inch sideways, leaving four black marks on the ground!

The woman who lost control had weak legs, and before she could fall, she was already being held.

After I started it, I felt frightened, and I was so thin, I was by no means slim!!

The woman pushed the homeless man away in horror, exited a safe distance, and barely stood still.

Another person got out of the car, blonde and blue-eyed, tall and tall. Out of the corner of his eye, he swept over the black man who was limp on the ground, and didn't look at it a second time. He smiled at the homeless man and said, "Brother, don't make trouble for yourself. As he spoke, he took out his wallet and handed over two $100 bills.

The homeless man raised his hand and took it: "Thank you." ”

The man walked past the homeless man and asked for the woman behind him.

The homeless man followed him backwards and stood in front of him.

The man spread his hands and asked, "What does it mean that you took my money?" ”

"I'm a beggar, if you give me money, of course I'll take it."

The homeless man is natural and frank.

"Fake!"

The man laughed and cursed, powerless to refute. I took out the phone and dialed a number, saying, "Let Jack get ready, I'll send a package in a moment." He paused, as if listening to what the other man had to say, then glanced at the homeless man, and then said, "Asians, you don't need much space, just dig a pit in the cemetery." ”

Hang up the phone and bring out the pistol from his waist with his backhand. The muzzle of the gun was pressed straight to the homeless man's forehead.

The woman next to her wanted to run several times, but she couldn't exert any strength. Seeing the man pull out his gun, his lips trembled even more in fright.

The homeless man tilted his head slightly, and a pale eye appeared in his messy hair. The soles of the shoes rub against the ground, and the feet make a "squeak" sound.

For some reason, the blonde man got down on one knee with his heels under his buttocks. The homeless man slapped him on the head, and he fell backwards. Since the posture did not change, the ankle was twisted.

The Russian, who was sitting in the driver's seat, cursed and got out of the car with a gun. The moment he got out of the car, he felt his eyebrows burn and his back muscles contracted violently. Subconsciously, the cat hides behind the wheels.

He served in the "Alpha" for five years, and the rain of bullets was commonplace. Because of this, the exercise appears in the reaction. It's a danger warning, and the homeless man is dangerous.

The wanderer picked up the blonde man's pistol, the muzzle of the gun pressed against the car door, and slowly adjusted his wrist. "Bang" shot was fired.

Bullets pass through the doors, seats, bodies.

There was a "poof" deflation sound, and the tires were shot through.

The man snorted, clutched his shoulders and fell to the ground, blood fanning out.

"This can hit me too? Hell yes! ”

He propped himself on the ground with one hand, trying to get around the back of the car. A pair of tattered "Jordans" suddenly appeared in his sight, and someone asked him: "I will take the child away, do you have any opinions?" ”

He didn't dare to raise his head, covered in cold sweat: "Hey, brother, I didn't see your face, don't kill me, I still have a daughter at home." ”

"Your daughter is very happy, you don't have to be sold, you are a good father."

"Thank you." He swallowed and lowered his head: "That kid is poison, you take it away and it will kill you, trust me, brother." You can't touch it, you don't know what you're up against. ”

The "Jordan" shoe stepped backwards and withdrew from his sight.

……

The homeless man carried a guitar case and ran away with the girl for a while, he was the head of the land, and he was familiar with the long streets and alleys. Soon they came to a remote path, lined with wide and dense palm trees, blocking the limited morning light, and the surrounding darkness was eerie. The wind blew through the leaves, and there was a low sound of waves.

The homeless man slowed down, matched the girl's pace, and asked, "How old are you?" ”

The girl replied in broken English, "Ten ...... Eighteen. ”

The corners of the homeless man's mouth tugged, and he changed to Chinese: "中. People? ”

The girl did not answer, but followed him closely.

There was a smile, but there was no laughter. To put it another way: "Chinese? ”

The girl nodded, "Yes." ”

He probably guessed the girl's origin, but he didn't break it. Continuing back to the topic: "How old are you?" ”

"Eighteen." The girl's tone was erratic.

The homeless man stopped looking down at the skinny chicken-like girl and snorted coldly, "Tell the truth. ”

"Ten...... Ten...... Sixteen. ”

"Go on."

"Fifteen!"

"Go on."

"Ten...... Fourteen ......"

"What else?"

The girl was anxious: "It's true, I'm really fourteen." ”

"Done." The homeless man believed it and continued to lead the way: "I will take you to the police station, and they will take you to the embassy and send you home." ”

He has seen a lot of this kind of thing, and he is not surprised.

The interests of people are very wide. From men, women, and children, to men, women, and children of all colors. Tate, who is in his early teens. Elementary school boys are all over the streets, and as long as they can afford it, someone can send anything anywhere in the world to LA.

The girl resisted: "I'm not going. ”

The homeless man said, "You don't want to go home? ”

"I don't have a home!"

"There's a home for everyone."

"Do you have one?" The girl looked up at him, her eyes shining. That's the wisdom of wandering the streets, and she knows how to see people. Distinguish who can be bullied and who can't be touched, who is soft-hearted, who must please, who can say excessive words, and who must be considered every word.

The homeless man kept his head down, his eyes like two black holes in his messy hair.

The girl didn't say a word, but followed silently.

At this time, the sun jumps out of the horizon, and the palm leaves are sprinkled with light and shadow, colorful as blood.

The two walked against the light, pulling out a long shadow behind them.