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Jason walked out of the café, tightened his clothes, and at the same time glared back at the café, Made, when Lao Tzu has money in the future, buy this café, and then fire all of you waiters.

He sat in this café all afternoon, drank and drank a cup of coffee, and drank and drank, and ate nothing, so that he was full of water in this café, and it was no wonder that the waiters looked at him unpleasantly.

A cup of coffee costs £2.5 and you don't order anything else, and who can not be annoyed by sitting here for an afternoon with just a cup of coffee?

The temperature in London in November is not high at all, and the island climate country is already humid and rainy, although the temperature is not as low as that of the European continent, but in such a humid environment, it seems even colder.

It's been two days since Jason was kicked out of the house by his girlfriend, and he can be said to have nothing left except for a simple set of clothes.

Thinking about the @ who saw the money, and then thinking about his father, Jason couldn't help but be irritable, and scolded a few times angrily in his heart.

He rummaged through his pockets, fortunately he still had more than 20 pounds, and tomorrow was the day of the handout, so he could go to the government to receive more than 200 CSSA, and that money was enough for him to be dashing for a week.

It's a pity that their paintings have not been sold, and even those cheap galleries are not willing to accept their own paintings.

own paintings. So good. They just can't see it?

When I was in middle school. My own painting teacher, but I praised myself as a genius, and I have the opportunity to become Picasso and Monet in the new era in the future, but unfortunately the appraisers of those galleries are a group of incompetent people who don't understand bullshit, and their works are so good, but they can't see the meaning inside. And his own creative skills.

Jason felt very painful when he thought of this, although he could receive more than 200 pounds of CSSA tomorrow, but that little money was not enough to go to the bar for two days.

Forget it, let's go home tomorrow and think of a way, if the old man is not there, it will be better to take two more things out of the house.

I sold his TV last time, so I guess he should have bought a new one, right?

I really don't understand, why does that old guy make so much money and still pick the door so hard, anyway, the money will not be all his own sooner or later?

Forget it, there are more than twenty-eight pounds anyway, and this money should be enough for a night in the Black Swan Bar.

The Black Swan Bar is just 300 meters from the left turn of White Hart Lane. Where is the famous Tottenham fans gathering, whenever there is a match day. Everywhere it will be overcrowded.

And tonight there is just the Tottenham Hotspur vs Arsenal match, the two teams are rivals in the Premier League.

Jason is a staunch Tottenham fan and a regular at the Black Swan Bar, where he comes every weekend to watch and drink.

But today is different from the past, as soon as he walked into the street, he was grabbed by three big men, and then pushed and shoved to the back alley of the bar.

By the time he saw the man waiting for him in the back alley, Jason's legs were already shaking, and a rush of urine was coming up his waist.

The man on the other side was not tall, but he was extremely stout, and the whole person stood there, as if he was a solid stone pier, bald head, and when he saw Jason being brought in, he grinned, revealing a whole row of big gold teeth, and then flicked the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, and came to Jason with a hard punch.

With this punch, Jason suddenly turned into a little shrimp, and from the coffee he had drunk in that café all afternoon, all of them squirted out directly, spraying the bald head all over his face.

The bald head didn't expect such a scene to happen, and immediately entered a state of rage, raising his hand to fight, several of his subordinates held Jason up, he seemed to be punching sandbags, and the sound of fists hitting flesh sounded in the back alley.

After fighting for a while, the bald head stopped, his punches and kicks were very particular, all of them were based on Jason's thick flesh, and he seemed to be fighting very hard, but it didn't kill anyone.

But even so, at this time, Jason was already in a state of more gas and less air intake.

"Listen to you, bastard, give you three more days, a total of forty-five thousand pounds with interest, and if you dare to disappear again, hehe, there is no shortage of fools like you in the Thames......"

After the big man finished speaking, he left with a few of his men, leaving Jason alone against the wall, and then slowly slid to the ground.

He gasped for air, and there was a tingling sensation in his abdomen and ribs, this Stan was really ruthless, and he estimated that he had broken two ribs.

"Hey, are you alright? Do you want me to call the police for you, or get an ambulance? ”

A pair of black sneakers walked into Jason's eyes, and when he looked up, he saw a casually dressed Asian face looking at him with a worried face.

"No, thank you, don't call the police, and don't look for an ambulance. Can you pull me to my feet? ”

The Asian on the other side smiled and stretched out his hand, this guy was not small, one hand didn't seem to be very strong, and he pulled Jason up from the ground.

"I see you're seriously injured, why don't you call an ambulance and go to the hospital?"

"Forget it, if I go this time, in a few months, I'll get a bill that bankrupts me. But I have a better healing elixir, can you give me a hand? ”

"No problem."

"Alright, let's get out of here and turn left......"

"Ha ......"

A glass of real wheat light beer was eaten by the guy in front of him with a blue nose and swollen face, and then he let out a long breath, and then burped completely regardless of his image.

There was a sluggish virtue before, this glass of wine was in the stomach, this guy immediately returned his soul, seeing this guy's virtue, Jin Muchen was really a little crying and laughing.

A bartender who was familiar with Jason handed him a few Band-Aids: "Jason, I told you a long time ago, that Stan's loan shark is not easy to borrow, and I know that you really like Tottenham, but we haven't won against Arsenal for many years, why did you have to bet heavily on Tottenham that day?" ”

"Damn, I know that Sherwood is like that, he's a piece of shit, he doesn't deserve Tottenham ......"

As soon as he mentioned the Tottenham Hotspur manager who caused him a disaster this time, Jason couldn't help but start chattering, in his opinion, Tottenham lost, he lost money, all blamed on this incompetent guy.

"So what? Stan isn't a fool, can you pay him back the money you owe? ”

The bartender seemed to be very familiar with Jason and knew a lot of things about him, and he couldn't help but ask when he was beaten so badly today.

Jason shook his head nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I can handle it." Neil, don't worry too much, by the way, get me another beer, and give my friend, a Guinness! ”

Jason pointed to the Asian sitting next to him, but his mind was constantly thinking about the conversation between the two before coming to the bar.

"My name is Wang Jinrong, a native of Xiangjiang, I am in the antique business, and I came to London this time mainly to participate in the autumn auction ...... held by major auction houses in London."

This guy is in the antiques business, but he looks young, huh?

If what he says is true, then it's up to him whether he can pay Nastan's debt in a few days.

"Man, are you really in the antiques business? But it looks like you're too young, right? ”

Jason asked as if unintentionally, and he didn't even pay attention to the game, after all, his own life was more important.

"Haha, yes, I also took over the family's business, and this time I mainly came to observe and accumulate experience. But don't underestimate me, I have a specialty in antiques! ”

"Oh? Is it? You must have received a lot of good things in London, right? ”

When Jason asked, the guy on the other side scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"Not yet, looking for antiques, how can it be so easy, there are a lot of things to consider, first of all, we must distinguish the authenticity, and then we have to consider the price, if the seller's asking price is too high, there is no profit margin for us, then what's the point?"

Hearing him say this, looking at his appearance, Jason felt that there was a door.

"So, you don't have much to gain now?"

"yes!"

"I know a place with a lot of good things, I wonder if you're interested?"

Jason suddenly looked at Jin Muchen with a weird smile and said, Jin Muchen was very cooperative at this time, and then immediately pretended to be suspicious and looked at Jason.

"Seriously?"

"Of course it's true, there are a lot of good things in that place, if you like it, I can take you there later, rest assured, I will definitely not pit you."

Jason felt like a big bad wolf, and the Xiangjiang man opposite was the legendary Little Red Riding Hood, and Little Red Riding Hood on the other side was very hesitant on his face, but in the end, curiosity prevailed over fear.

"Okay......"

"I've drunk a lot of wine, and I'm feeling a little hungry, let's find a place to eat some supper, and when we're done, we'll go."

After Jason finished speaking, he pulled up Jin Muchen and walked out, not even caring about the game, for him, this matter must race against time, because this is his life.

In an Indian restaurant, after eating a sumptuous curry chicken rice, Jason took Jin Muchen straight to Northwood, and when he arrived at the corner of that street, Jin Muchen smiled slightly, it seems that he is really looking for this Jason.

As he expected, this guy is the most suitable breakthrough, while Jin Muchen is satisfied, Jason also feels very satisfied, when he meets this Asian kid today, it seems that he hasn't fallen home yet! (To be continued......)