For Miranda, it is not okay to have a customer who wants to repay her debts during her work, even if the other party takes an angry kick from herself.

In the end, Sierra had no choice but to give her watch to Miranda, promising that she would come over to pay for the food as soon as she had money, and redeem the watch as collateral.

"What's this tattered watch worth?" Miranda threw away the watch in her hand and said with a suspicious expression: "Don't you want to just mortgage a garbage and get confused~"

"What garbage? This watch is a legacy left to me by my mother, and it is a classic model of the engraved brand Baoli series, with the first generation of spiral repeat striker design, full of historical and commemorative value!! Serra protested disgruntled at Miranda's questioning, but at the same time did not forget to stuff food into her mouth.

"And what do you mean, it's worth a lot?" Miranda's face was full of distrust.

"Uh... It's not worth much...... Although it has a lot of historical value, this watch was released in a lot of quantities back then, so the price of such a rush was... That's it. ”

"So, you've just been talking a lot, haven't you? In my rental house, the iron pot used for stir-frying has been used for at least ten years, with a long history, you give me 10,000 yuan now, and I will immediately go home and pack it for you, how about it? Miranda persuaded with a look of letting you take advantage of you.

"Miranda, are you stupid, this guy who is so poor that he doesn't even have money to eat, and you still expect him to give you money?" Gong interjected coldly, blocking Serra's original words to refute Miranda.

"Listen, I warn you not to try to escape, even if you run out of Green Town, I have a way to get you back, and then it won't be as simple as beating you up, I'll shove this tattered watch into your mouth, you know?" Miranda pointed at Sierra in warning.

"Ahem, ahem, isn't it?"

"What do you think?"

At this moment, there was a jingling bell behind my head, and someone came in.

Miranda didn't have time to talk to him anymore, and after giving him what he thought was a vicious look, she immediately turned away and beckoned the guest to go.

Gong Bing, who was hiding behind the smoke, quietly observed the man named Serra, with a meaningful look on his face.

Gong Bing smelled a trace of imperceptible blood on this middle-aged man who seemed to always be smiling and friendly like the uncle next door.

Not a real smell.

Rather, it is a secret that lurks beneath the surface of the water and can only be seen through occasional ripples.

"By the way, where are you from? From out of town? ”

"That's right, I'm from the north, and I only arrived in Green Town this afternoon." Serra then said the name of a place that Gong Bing did not recognize, but vaguely remembered that it was a city north of Tutlan.

"Far enough, have you been traveling around?"

"It's not a trip, it's just a process of self-redemption."

Gong Bing raised his eyebrows, didn't ask, and said instead.

"Then how did you make such a mess of yourself?" Gong Bing was referring to the fact that Serra almost starved herself to death.

"Hehe, it's really embarrassing, and the reason why it's like this...... Hey, it's a long story, but something went wrong when I got out of the car, and I missed my meal, and I walked like a headless fly on this side of Greentown for most of the day. Poor God, I didn't have anything in my stomach all day before I got here. Serra nodded back, a look on her face that she had survived.

As he spoke, Sierra involuntarily thought back to the old Jack, the driver who had kindly offered him a ride.

Because of drunk driving, the unreliable old Jack not only took a lot of wrong roads because he missed the corner, but in the end he also looked at the wrong place and left Serra in the wrong place.

As a result, Serra could only rely on his No. 11 bus and walked for more than half a day in vain to finally come to Green Town.

And after entering the urban area of Green Town, he was dazed by the bustling streets, and he was confused for a long time.

At that time, he was already hungry and dizzy, and he was lucky enough to make it to the convenience store, and Serra could only owe it to his Heavenly Father, even though he was only a hypocrite himself.

"That looks like you're in luck."

"Not really."

"Let's be rude, you can't be a road idiot, right?" After sighing with emotion, Gong Bing asked directly to the point, saying that it was rude, but his face obviously didn't feel embarrassed.

Road idiot, this question that has been bothering him since he was a child, brought quite a lot of unpleasant memories to Serra, and at this time was said so directly by the other party, Serra was speechless for a while, and could only show an elegant but embarrassing smile.

"Road idiots are pretty cute, aren't they? It's a pity that you're a man, but there's nothing to be embarrassed about, is there? Do you smoke? ”

As he spoke, Gong Bing handed over the cigarette case.

Sprout?

For Gong Bing's words, Serra only understood half of them, but she always felt that the other party was not saying anything good.

However, looking at the cigarette case handed to him, he politely thanked him and pulled out one.

Gong Bing smiled, and also took out one and put it in his mouth, seeing that the other party looked embarrassed again, Gong Bing shook his head and threw his lighter to him.

"You guy is really good enough, you dare to go out of the house naked, even if you don't bring enough money, you don't even have basic personal belongings."

"Ahem, you're pretty good at what you use... Quite chic. Serra laughed dryly.

The small bag that Serra was carrying had already emptied all the contents when the other party had just been looking for money to pay the bill.

But apart from a few simple changes of clothes, a bunch of keys and a razor, the poor fellow didn't even have shaving cream.

Gong Bing glanced at the other party's stubbly chin, obviously he hadn't dealt with it for a while, anyway, he looked like this, it didn't matter if he had shaving cream or not, Gong Bing muttered in his heart.

While the two were chatting, the convenience store's business suddenly improved, and customers kept coming in and out, so Miranda also began to be busy and didn't have time to come over to participate in the conversation between the two.

"Is there anything going on with you coming all the way to Greentown at a time like this? Not with your family? Gong Bing glanced at the busy Miranda and turned back to Serra to ask.

After all, at the end of the year, most people should stay with their families.

"I don't have a family anymore, and I'm the only one left now, so it's the same everywhere." Serra took a deep puff of her cigarette and said lightly.

"Oh." Gong Bing's expression was flat and he didn't express any emotion.

"What about you? I don't know your name yet. Serra didn't need to listen to sympathy, and asked instead.

"Gong Bing, call me Gong Bing." Gong Bing glanced at him, thought for a while, and responded.

"Kyo... Gong Bing? Serra repeated with some awkwardness, and it seemed that the pronunciation of Chinese was a little difficult for him.

"Could it be that you are from the Eastern Xia Kingdom?"

"Are you blind? What do you think? ”

"That's right."

You must know that Gong Bing's body that passed through the rebirth is an authentic white race, and it couldn't be clearer.

"So, what's the matter with you coming to Greentown?" Then, Gong Bing asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"I'm actually here to find someone."

"Friends?"

"No, never."

"Is it a matter of work?"

"It's okay to say it's work, let's just think of it as work."

"That ......"

Just as Gong Bing was talking about the topic and wanted to continue asking, the glass door of the convenience store was violently kicked open from the outside, hitting the shelves next to it, and the entire door frame was rattling.

This sudden situation interrupted the conversation between Gong Bing and Serra, and even Miranda, who was checking out for other customers, was startled.

I saw a short-haired man walk in first, followed by five or six young men in different clothes, who rushed in with great vigour, filling the entrance of the convenience store.

"You, and you, can go." The short-haired man pointed to the customers who were queuing up to check out and said in an unceremonious tone.

The two customers were suddenly a little unhappy in their hearts, and it could be seen that the other party was overwhelmed, and they looked like they wanted to make trouble, so they could only swallow their anger and quickly left the convenience store.

Miranda felt that today must be her unlucky day, and that her work had been smooth sailing in the past, but today she has one situation after another.

These people are not good men and women at first glance, although the other party has a large number of people, but in Miranda's eyes, it does not represent anything at all.

The other party was obviously looking for trouble, so Miranda didn't have to be polite to them, she bypassed the cash register and came to the other party, and asked directly: "Who are you, I warn you, don't want to make trouble here." ”

The lust in the short-haired man's eyes flashed, both surprised by Miranda's courage and a little surprised to meet a beautiful woman in such a place.

Especially the other party's pair of long legs, straight and round, well-proportioned without a trace of fat, plus black silk stockings, it is really eye-catching.

Grunt~

The short-haired man clearly heard the sound of his men swallowing desperately beside him.

The short-haired man didn't blame them for not being productive, because he couldn't help but look at it a few more times himself.

However, he came here this time, not to flirt with beautiful women, and under the urgency of time, he could only suppress the evil thoughts in his heart temporarily.

In addition, he did not take Miranda's warnings to heart.

"Beauty, I'm not looking for you this time, I'll invite you to have tea and chat another day." The short-haired man said as he licked his lips with his tongue.

Then, without waiting for Miranda to reply, the short-haired man turned his head, looked beyond the shelves, and stared at Gong Bing, who was also looking this way, looking lively.

"Boy, you're looking for you! Come and die! ”