Chapter 2 Parks

Shenzhen East Lake Park, originally a reservoir, later transformed into a park, the ecological green environment is excellent, this is not far from Zhang Xiaojian's rented house, only two stations away, so it has also become a place for him to walk.

Today, as usual, Zhang Xiaojian walked through the park, admiring the scenery along the way, thinking about how he could quickly set up his own company, make a web game, and run the whole company.

For the problem of starting funds, in Zhang Xiaojian's opinion, it is not much of a problem for himself, there are not many large underground casinos in Shenzhen, but there are many underground casinos in Hong Kong, you only need to take a subway to reach the junction of Hong Kong and Shenzhen, and then take a taxi to go where you want to go.

As for Weishenme's refusal to ask Li Liang for money, although the money belonged to Zhang Xiaojian's own, it was actually not, but the church fund given by the god Tulo, and he had the right to use it, but he would definitely not get 100,000 yuan, because the amount of money used by the church now has already exceeded the profit.

That is to say, as the pope of the church, he now has to rely on himself for living expenses, and he still has to feed the entire church, only when everything comes up can it be reversed, otherwise the entire church may be dragged down, which is also something that Zhang Xiaojian does not allow to happen, and now the church is equal to the capital of the gods.

Sitting on a bench and looking at the children playing in front of me, it was already winter, and it seemed a little cold even in the warm climate of Guangdong, and the leaves of the two rows of trees behind the bench and in front of the bench were already yellow, waiting to fall.

The weather was not necessarily warm, and Zhang Xiaojian also put on a thick sweater.

Then a beggar in rags came over, his face was covered with mud, his hair was greasy, he had not bathed for a long time, he held a broken bowl in his hand, he trembled slightly, and he could see that he had not eaten for a while.

At this moment the beggar was begging at a woman with a child, and the woman could not bear to take out a few coins and put them in his bowl, and then left with her child.

The beggar bowed violently to the woman, evidently grateful.

Zhang Xiaojian disagreed, for such things could be seen every day in the past, for various reasons, he became a beggar and became a homeless man, so what Zhang Xiaojian couldn't understand was that he didn't do things even though he was sound with his hands and feet, and finding a job was enough to support himself.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Xiaojian got up and prepared to leave, before leaving, he saw the other party's desolate face, as well as the shocking scar looming from the thin sleeves, which made Zhang Xiaojian really helpless, and felt a burst of sympathy in his heart, Zuihou still threw a hundred yuan in the beggar's bowl, but the next moment Zhang Xiaojian didn't expect that the beggar actually showed a look of panic on his face.

This look was instantly captured by Zhang Xiaojian's keen observation, and just as he was puzzled, a group of strangely dressed young people jumped out from the side and pulled the beggar away.

"I ......" Zhang Xiaojian looked at this scene speechlessly, and suddenly a thought occurred in his mind, he was deceived?

"Holy! Who would dare to lie to me? Zhang Xiaojian scolded in his heart, he had one thought in his mind, that is, he was fooled, a hundred yuan is not much, but for a stranger who came here like himself, it is undoubtedly the most hated by him, not to mention that it appeared on himself.

"Dare to deceive me? It's just looking for death! Zhang Xiaojian snorted coldly, pulled out his legs and chased after the route where the group of people escaped, don't dare to say anything else, just the speed of running, that group of people is far from being his opponent, not to mention that although he can't use any powerful magic techniques recently, a few amplitude techniques can still be released.

A speed amplitude magic was blessed on himself, and after a while, he saw the figure of the other party, and then slowed down and followed, he wanted to see what the other party wanted to do, from the time he threw a hundred yuan to the other party, the other party inadvertently showed a panicked look, which greatly aroused Zhang Xiaojian's curiosity.

After a while, he chased into a group of abandoned buildings waiting to be demolished, Zhang Xiaojian walked in with curiosity and slight anger, and as soon as he entered, a foul smell came to his face, which suddenly made Zhang Xiaojian speechless for a while, looking at the daily necessities in a house, he began to suspect that this might be the place where the beggar lived.

Hiding outside the room, since this is an abandoned building, all the doors of the room have been removed, leaving a cluttered and empty building.

From the outside, you can see everything inside.

After counting, there were four people in total, plus the beggar was a total of five people, Zhang Xiaojian looked at it carefully, and thought in his heart: "It seems that one of the people with a tattoo on his shoulder should be the head of this group of people, but what does that beggar have to do with them?" ”

"Hand over the money, don't let me do it." The tattooed man seemed to say to the beggar with disgust, and from time to time he covered his nose with his hand slightly, how disgusting and disgusting he was.

"Hmm!" The beggar reluctantly took out a 100 yuan RMB from his chest pocket and handed it to the man standing next to the tattooed man, who grabbed the 100 yuan, stuffed it into his wallet, and then spat out a puddle of saliva.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaojian's original anger towards the beggar suddenly disappeared, and he turned very angry at those people.

"Huh, what else?" Then the other spoke, his eyes falling on one of the other's clenched fists.

Hearing the other party's words, the beggar's expression changed, and he begged bitterly: "Big brothers, just give me some money to eat!" I haven't eaten in a long time. ”

"Eat?" The tattooed man sneered, "You still need to eat?" Living in society is a waste of resources, your parents died when you were a child, and the uncle who raised you later also died, do you say you are a broom star? I've also heard that your sexual orientation is still problematic, so it's no wonder you're stuck like this, you're still dead, and you're going to put a little less pressure on society. ”

"You!" The beggar's eyes suddenly widened, the other party's words undoubtedly touched his heart, every sentence was like a sharp sword, merciless, completely to death, this is undoubtedly the most fatal for him, now he only supports that trace of faith, and now that trace of faith seems to be broken.

Then his tears fell.

"Crying?" The man laughed, he and the beggar in front of him studied in the same school since childhood, and the other party's academic performance and conduct were better than himself, so to speak, he was better than himself, and he was called a genius at school, which made him very unhappy. It's just that Zuihou didn't read it when he heard that the other party read half of it, and later learned that the uncle, the only source of income for the other party's family, died.

looked at the genius in front of him, who was once very unhappy, and suddenly had the pleasure of stepping on a genius.

Zuihou was still the tattooed person who was impatient, frowned, and said, "Don't give it?" Then hit, hit until you give it! ”

"Yes, Boss!" Just now the man smiled, laughed and kicked over.

The beggar held his head and curled up to avoid being hit hard.

Outside the door, Zhang Xiaojian looked at this scene, and he had an urge to make a move, but Zuihou held back, now his strength is not strong, and he is a little reluctant to deal with four gangsters with good skills.

Inside the house, there was a burst of kicking, and the four of them never used their hands from beginning to end, for fear that the other party would dirty their hands.

ps: Wow, come on, six places short of being on the urban public list!!