The noisy street cars are full of people. The low air pressure before the thunderstorm makes people breathless, and it also makes people involuntarily speed up their movements, cars drive faster, and pedestrians move faster.

Shaun pedaled along the street, keeping an eye out for pedestrians and animals on the side of the road.

Greater Los Angeles is a seaside city with a population of more than 12 million, bustling and fashionable, and the world's film and television center, but under the glitz is an endless rancid stench.

Sean doesn't like this country at all, any good happiness is a lie!

I don't like this city at all, what a city of angels, it's obviously a city of sin that has lost its angels!

False advertising and exaggerated publicity, scammers are all to die!

If it weren't for coming here to start a new life, their parents wouldn't have been separated for so long, if it weren't for the family reunion, they wouldn't have gotten up early and worked late to make money, if it weren't for the economic crisis, the family house wouldn't have been threatened to be taken away by the bank, and if it weren't for raising money, their parents wouldn't have been killed on the streets, leaving a broken family......

But as long as you live, life goes on. It's like he doesn't want to deliver this meal anymore, and he knows the danger ahead, so he still takes on this task, hoping that he can meet a guy who is willing to pay today.

As for himself, after Xiao Xue enters the university, Shaun will consider finding a suitable community college to study.

Community college tuition is much cheaper, at just $3,000 a semester. Work hard and save a little, and you can save it in three months. And unlike those four-year colleges, where all children come from high school, there are a lot of people, young people, middle-aged people and even old people.

But it is very suitable for Sean, everyone is an ordinary IQ person, because they feel that the knowledge is not enough to study, the pressure to study here is not too great, everyone to obtain the necessary knowledge, but also to weave some contacts.

Children with no background, no money, and no smart minds, what else can they have but hard work?

……

Midley Street, the center of the lower African-American colony in Los Angeles, is best known for hip-hop gangsters of all kinds, who love nothing more than to twist their bodies and dance at any time, flick all kinds of metal chains, and block people in the corners and alleys to do what they take for granted.

Midley Street isn't too long, and there's a very special nightclub in the old building on the street, which is said to be an important stronghold for the Midley gangsters.

To Shaun, it looked like the streets of a war-torn area, with a gun hidden behind everyone.

Number Two Hundred and Forty-Eight should have walked closer from the other side, Sean muttered the address, his butt was still half a centimeter from the saddle, and after a day of riding, sometimes it hurt to even sit.

In the past, every day was like this, the inner thighs had been ground out of calluses, he preferred winter compared to the hot summer, people in winter were more willing to order takeout, business was better, and in winter, as long as he moved, his body was warm, and in summer, he would tan himself peeling, and there were all kinds of sticky discomfort.

A food delivery person is an easy job, but it's not a good job because of the high level of competition.

In a downturn in the economy, anyone can put down their shelves and deliver food, and people here don't care about face and shelves, unless they were senior white-collar workers or gold-collar workers before.

It's not good to work and also because of the city, not safe!

Especially for people of color like Shaun.

There are many rumors in this city, all of which are wise for the yellow-skinned Shaun, such as not going to the black quarter, especially not at night, and if you go, you must bring at least twenty-five dollars with you.

If someone walks towards you, run immediately, and if you can't, you'd better throw the money to that guy first.

When he first heard about these things, Sean thought that he was hallucinating, how could there be such a country, how could there be so many people in such a country.

Later he found out that it was true!

And I can't go back!

Where there is a family, it is home, and his family is here, dies here, and lives here!

Some delivery people like to listen to happy music with headphones on their bikes, while Shaun likes to listen to the heart-rending rock 'n' roll. There are only a few songs on his playlist, and he repeats them over and over again, and he never gets tired of listening to them, not only because he misses the old temperament, but also because he has no money to play more songs, and he has to save money.

Today he doesn't wear headphones, he doesn't need music, it's not some happy food delivery trip, it's a dangerous road.

……

Middleley Street is just around the corner in front, and the old and dilapidated neighborhood here is a forgotten slum of the municipal government, all of which are five- or six-story buildings built in the sixties of the last century, and every wall on the side of the road is written with obscenities and disgusting patterns, and when you look up, many windows have no glass, and from time to time there are sounds of quarrels and swearing.

Sean rode cautiously over to see what number was at the top, a few grim-looking people sitting on the side of the road, and in front of him a group of black men wearing gold chains and various braids were twisting their butts and dancing, and the music was heart-wrenching.

I don't know what these people look like, he doesn't have the observation power to remember their appearance at a glance.

Sean didn't look at them again, the gaze was a provocation, a philosophy he couldn't understand, but it was real, and the provocation would invite an inexplicable attack, a knife, or a bullet.

Irritable people, living in this city, are kept in captivity, always with inexplicable anger, and then habitually vent these resentments on the same weak people.

Sean knew he was going to be the one to be angry about, the kind for no reason.

At this time, he would prefer to see a police car, and if there is a police car slowly passing by this street, it can at least buy him ten minutes.

Unfortunately, no!

Fight!

Cheering himself up, Sean pressed his black ball cap, blocking half of his face.

Number 248, this is the place, Sean quickly stopped the car.

Looking at the corridor of the black hole, he still needs to climb up to the third floor and send it to a person named Mono in room 307 to get the money.

Cars can be stolen if they are left underneath, and delivering food to Midley Street is simply asking for trouble.

Shaun locked the car, grabbed the pizza box and hurried into the doorway, running towards the third floor, where there were broken wine bottles, trampled aluminum cans, and all sorts of unnamed miscellaneous items.

The walls were painted with all sorts of strange patterns, the hallway lights were broken, and Shaun looked up to the third floor, counting the numbers on the door.

Very simple layout, four rooms on one side, he wants to send in the innermost. Standing in front of room 307, Sean saw that there was no doorbell on the door, and knocked on the door very directly.

The music was loud, there were human voices, the sound insulation was not good, the walls were littered with graffiti, and there were horrible pictures of chewing gum that had been eaten, and there was a heavy stench in the air.

"Monodine's Pizza! Anyone? He exclaimed, his eyes looking around.

The door suddenly opened.

A tall, bald black man blocked the doorway, with tattoos all over his body, wearing a jersey, wide shorts underneath, and a thick gold chain around his neck, exuding a strong body odor, and his big eyes looked at him coldly.

Swallowing lightly, Sean took out the list and said calmly: "Monodin's pizza, twenty-five dollars." ”

"Hey, I ordered a special pizza!" Blackskin grinned, reached out and snatched the pizza box from Sean's hand, and the door slammed shut.

"Hey! Haven't paid yet! Sean squeaked softly.

The door opened, and the black face had an ugly smile: "Yellow pig! Get out of our turf! He had a black pistol in his hand.

The muzzle of the black hole was pointed at him, and Sean's face turned pale and his whole body tensed.

Grove 17.

Shaun didn't know if it was a real gun or a replica gun, but whether it was real or fake, he didn't want to try it, this was Midley Street, and there was a good chance that the real gun would be there.

He's not Superman, and he's not trained to fight back like the main character in the movie.

Los Angeles produces countless movies every day, in which many protagonists have a halo of hoeing and punishing evil, and after being shot several times, they can also walk like a fly to destroy the enemy, and finally they can lie in the arms of a beautiful woman and say a funny joke.

But everyone who has lived in Los Angeles knows, don't believe that, as long as you get shot, it's basically over, the human body is very fragile, what is the destructive power of bullets in the body, the science exploration program is very clear.

He spread his hands, stared at the gun, and slowly backed away.

He knew that this guy was scaring himself, killing a food delivery man in front of his house, that would definitely make the police come to the door, and it would be troublesome to dispose of the body.

But who knows, these people will not have brains at all!

Maybe it's a brain, because now these guys are smart enough to send twenty-five dollars to their door!

Obviously, this account is counted on his own head.

Manolio must have calculated that.

Ever since he received the order, he'd had this idea in mind.

This bastard!

Retreating to the top of the stairs, Sean turned and rushed downstairs with the anger in his heart, hearing the door slam behind him and the sound of wild laughter.

Downstairs, Sean lowered his head and quickly unlocked the car, and there were already a few little black skins walking towards here.

Quickly push the cart forward and do it faster than getting on the spot. After running two steps, Sean stepped onto the car and pedaled hard, only to feel that something had hit his head, probably a beer bottle, because in addition to a pain, there was also the sound of glass shattering after it hit the ground.

He knew that he had provoked these thugs, but to stop was definitely to die, these disgusting guys were good at self-preservation, and even if they were beaten to death in the streets, they would not stir up many waves.

He pedaled faster, and it was much better to just rush out of the streets, where there were more people.

"Yellow pig, don't run!"

"Catch that kid!"

"Smash him!"

"Bingo, I'll take a point first!"

"Hey, quarterback! Come on! ”

There were a few arrogant cries behind him, and Shaun pedaled faster.

Shaun looked back, and several thugs were chasing after each other like wild dogs chasing their prey on the prairie, with rocks and bottles in their hands.

The actions of the thugs are unjustifiable and will not even get the punishment they deserve in the end, which is why the city is cancerous.

Bang!

Another bottle hit the back, the car.

They definitely mean it!

Feeling the threat to his life, Shaun used all his strength to ride the car as fast as he could, quickly shaking off the people chasing after him, dodging the blows of several other bottles, and rushing out of Midley Street and onto a safer neighborhood.

The thick clouds were very high in the sky, and at some point it suddenly got dark, and the wind blew through the concrete forest, so that Shaun could not open his eyes, and he turned onto a fork in the road, which was a green space along the Luo River, and there were trees to block the wind, and now it was almost impossible to ride a bicycle.

He stood there panting for breath, his body full of exhaustion.

Terrible weather, nasty city, bad day!