The bed in the small hotel is very poor, that is, a simple wooden board is thrown on the ground, and the quilt spread on it can be seen at a glance that it is blackened, which must have been picked up from the garbage heap.

Anthony frowned, he threw the quilt aside and lay on the plank, this was the hardest bed he had ever slept in, and the worst environment he had ever slept in, even if he slept under the bridge, it was better to sleep to the sound of running water than here.

"Whew."

Anthony lay down and closed his eyes and soon fell asleep, dreaming of things that made people scary and excited, such as standing in a tall building, pressing the remote control in his hand, and watching the building under his feet explode...

Someone put a pistol to his head, and Anthony couldn't see his face clearly, and tried to open his eyes, but the clothes seemed familiar but he couldn't remember.

Bang!

The bullet shuttled through Anthony's head, waking up in an instant.

Anthony sat up, it was already dawn outside, and downstairs didn't know what was being tinkered with, and there was a bang.

After a simple wash, Anthony went downstairs.

The downstairs were all blacks, and the moment Anthony went downstairs, everyone's eyes were fixed on him, and Anthony seemed particularly different from this group of blacks, which made him a little scared now.

It's the fear of race from the heart, even if one's white blood is so noble, but what can one have a noble blood in a group of black people? This group of damn blacks will smash your head with hammers, sticks in their hands.

Anthony quickened his pace, not daring to look at them, and their eyes did not take their eyes off him until he left.

After walking on the side of the road for a long time, Anthony never found a car, he didn't want to walk back, he wasn't a marathon runner, and if he really walked back like this, he would definitely wear out the soles of his feet, because those damn shoes had been broken by the two damn bodyguards last night.

After walking for a long time, Anthony came across a police car.

The police car stopped, rolled down the window, and the officer's head sticked out of the car.

"Need help? I see you've been gone for a long time. ”

Anthony was wary and looked at him: "I'll go home." ”

"It's a suburb here, it's not easy to get a taxi, I'll send you there where you go." Officer said.

Anthony hesitated, he didn't want to go back in a police car, if he was found out that he had killed a police officer, he would be finished, but he had to walk more than ten kilometers......

"Kenna Street."

After a moment's struggle, Anthony got into the police car and looked through the rearview mirror in front of him as the officer was looking at him.

"You seem to be injured, do I need to take you to the hospital first?"

"No, skin trauma...... It was all made by that group of black people, and it was surprising that there were so many black people living in this damn place. ”

"The last time I came here, I had the same thing with you, but it's good that I have a gun in my hand, otherwise I would have died in that hellish place." As he spoke, the officer spat out the window, but because it was too fast, the spit slapped on the rearview mirror, causing him to scold: "Damn! ”

Along the way, Anthony picked up the officer's words from time to time.

"Oh! You know, last night in Dradra, someone shot and killed Aried's bodyguard, and you said that man was really funny, he killed a bodyguard and didn't kill Eride who had done all the bad things. ”

"Ared?"

Anthony hates this guy as much as he hates the black guy in the suburbs and the stinking shit on the side of the road, because this guy has his new girlfriend and posts pictures online.

Then he should have been shot last night! I just didn't see his face clearly.

"But that guy fled after killing someone, according to eyewitnesses, he still drove away in a police car, could it be someone from the police station?"

Anthony didn't speak.

The police car drove fast, and the officer seemed to enjoy the pleasure of speed, and the car soon reached Kenna Street, and Anthony got out of the car.

He went to the newsstand and bought a copy of Today's Newspaper, and there were so many people who bought Today's Newspaper that Pace was a little too busy and in a hurry, which caused him to negligently collect a few less people's money.

"Damn, you haven't paid yet! Give me realization! ”

Pace shouted as he collected the money.

Anthony sat on a small stool on the edge of the newsstand and read the newspaper today, with bold and large letters on it: Della.

Sure enough, it was on the news soon, but I didn't know who the murderer was, Anthony in the surveillance video was blurry and limping when he walked, but the way he was wearing a police uniform was unrecognizable.

"Pace, here's a copy of the day."

Andrew no longer walks without crutches, and his gray hair is mixed with a lot of black hair, which makes him look more energetic.

"Mr. Andrew is here, today's newspaper has already been prepared for you!"

Pace was comfortable last night, and the few Angelbabies arranged by Andrew were really experienced, and he couldn't linger, and it had been a long time since he had been so passionate.

Andrew took the newspaper today and glanced at Anthony sitting on the side stool, although he had seen Anthony's photo, he didn't recognize it now, the person in front of him was dressed in tatters like a beggar.

Anthony kept his head down and continued to read the newspaper, thinking that he was going to have to rent a house somewhere else, and that the guys would find him sooner or later, and that damn Arrow.

After reading the newspaper, Anthony threw the newspaper in the trash can on the side of the road, bought two burgers and a Coke in the store, and walked into the store almost as a beggar to kick out, but he had a hundred dollars in his hand.

Walking into the stairs of the rental house, the lights were dim, and the people running down the stairs almost knocked over the burgers in Anthony's hands.

“fuck！ The next time I see you bump into me, I'll break your leg and throw it in the meat grinder for you to grind! ”

Anthony lived on the fourth floor, and he stood in the doorway looking at the pile of his own things at the door, all thrown out, and it was clear that he was kicked out by the landlord because he owed two months' rent.

"Damn!"

Anthony kicked the object on the ground in anger, then picked up his phone and called the old man, who was already in his sixties and full of bad words.

“fuck！ Why are you throwing my stuff out, are you going to let me sleep on the street?! ”

"You didn't give me two months' rent, do you want me to be a shelter?! Damn it, you should have thrown all your stuff in the garbage heap and let you sleep with those beggars! ”

"Do you think I don't want to pay it?! If it weren't for the damn Casino Rayla, it scammed me out of all my money! ”

"Don't give me any reason, get out of here!"

Seeing that there was no room for it, Anthony scolded him.

"you, you weird old man, no wonder your wife is in her sixties and still divorces you!"

Anthony hung up the phone directly, he didn't plan to clean up these useless things, so he took a few clothes and left, let the guy clean up by himself!

But if you can't find a house today, you'll have to sleep on a street bench, it's damn cold at night wrapped in a quilt! Maybe I'll freeze to death on a street bench tonight!