"Do you smoke?"

"No."

"I want to smoke, do you mind?"

"I minded. I don't understand, why do women smoke? ”

"Men can smoke it, why can't women? You're sexist. ”

"I hate men smoking, and women smoke even more discriminatory."

Huang Li took a thin lady's cigarette in her mouth, touched a lighter in her hand, and wanted to smoke but didn't dare to smoke it. Zhou Qingfeng was sitting in the booth opposite her, and the two stayed in a roadside café and waited silently for two hours. From time to time, Zhou Qingfeng looked out of the glass window of the café, carefully scanning everyone who passed by on the street, especially when 'Arabs' appeared.

Huang Li can see that Zhou Qingfeng is young and impulsive, very impatient, often reckless in doing things, and likes to use violence to solve problems when he is in trouble. "Boy, do you like to fight?"

"...... me? I used to get beaten a lot, and I couldn't fight anyone if I wanted to. ”

"So you're into violence now?"

"Oh ......, that seems to be the case. I really like the feeling of punching people, and the feeling of punching to the flesh is very exciting, which I have never felt before. I like to beat those nasty guys all over the ground and find teeth, crying dad and calling mom. ”

"What if one day you meet someone stronger than yourself?"

"You crow's mouth ......" Zhou Qingfeng was speechless for a moment, unable to answer, and held back after a long time, "Then why didn't the damn Hassan come?" ”

Huang Li smiled, shouted to the waiter to add another cup of coffee to Zhou Qingfeng, and said in a deep voice: "That's how to do business, you have to be calm." ”

"It's been two hours, but that Hassan hasn't shown up at all, and he won't answer the phone." Zhou Qingfeng scolded angrily: "Don't these guys have a sense of time? ”

Toss for a day, it's going to be dark. Keep waiting, this café will be closed. Regarding Zhou Qingfeng's anxiety, Huang Li returned to the original topic, "Why do you like to use violence to solve problems?" It's really dangerous for you to do that today. ”

Zhou Qingfeng sighed and replied, "Because I have always wanted to do this in the past, but I don't have the ability to do it." When I was able, my first thought was to take revenge on others for all the bullies I had suffered back then. When he said this, Zhou Qingfeng was serious. His tone was cold and fierce, and Huang Li could feel the savage aura.

"You don't understand what my life was like? When everyone else has a bright future, I feel like I'm about to walk into the abyss. I'm only eighteen years old, and I don't want to be a piece of waste. But I can't do anything about it, no one can help me. So when I have a lot of power, I can't wait to use it. ”

Huang Li saw that Zhou Qingfeng was tall, strong and powerful, and felt that he must have always been like this. But on the contrary, Zhou Qingfeng used to be thin and short, and he was always bullied. Since his physical changes, he has been unable to control this power from the sky psychologically, especially since he has learned quite exquisite hand-to-hand combat skills from Erica, which has contributed to his tyrannical emotions.

Zhou Qingfeng knows very well where his problems are, but he can't control them. He didn't know why he was hunted down, he didn't know how his parents died, and he didn't know how to take revenge.

I don't know how to solve all the problems.

He wants to beat others, he wants to destroy, he wants to vent the anger he has accumulated over the years - whoever stops him is his enemy.

To a certain extent, Zhou Qingfeng's current psychological state is very unstable, and even more and more unstable. Huang Li could see that he was like a powder keg about to explode, but he couldn't help it. She could only reach out and lightly touch Zhou Qingfeng's hard fist, and asked in a low voice, "Can I help you with anything?" ”

Zhou Qingfeng held a cup of coffee in both hands and rudely shook off Huang Li's palm. He took a series of deep breaths and asked, "Tell me, what kind of people are the goblin clan?" ”

"Goblins?" Huang Li tilted his head and thought for a moment, "It is said that there are already one-tenth of the goblins in the population of Gaul, which is a difficult race to describe. Let's say it's very strong, they actually don't have much power, the infighting is still very serious, and they don't have any strong economic and cultural support. Let's say it's very weak, they like to make trouble very much, and their temper is quite bad. ”

"There are no good people in the goblins? I've heard that Pakistan is a good goblin country. Zhou Qingfeng asked, "It seems that the people who grow flowers have preferential treatment when they go there." ”

"Bullshit." Huang Li sneered: "What iron buddy, it's just Zhengzhi propaganda." Let me give you an example, from 7991 to 3102 of the new century, a large number of rapes occurred in Rotherham, a corrupt country, and more than 1,400 women were victimized, most of whom were teenagers. Do you know who committed the crime? ”

Of course, Zhou Qingfeng shook his head.

Huang Li chuckled again: "In those ten years, the only change in Rotherham is to take in some so-called refugees from 'Pakistan'. The adult 'Pakistan' men committed the crime in groups, but the local Jingcha turned a blind eye to it for fear of being accused of racial discrimination by the media. Have you ever thought about the feelings of those innocent women? There is nowhere to redress your grievances! ”

In just a few words, Zhou Qingfeng heard it all over his body, and said quietly: "Domestic ......, now ......, it seems that it is ......" He couldn't go on, "I really don't understand, this seems to be related to national interests." I'm not qualified to comment. ”

Huang Li continued to laugh and said: "If there are fewer people, you need privileges, and if there are more people, you need power." This is the characteristic of the goblin race. If you ask me, that's all I can say. Finally, she took her coffee, drank it all, and said, "Forget it, let's go home." That Hassan probably won't come. It seems that this business still can't be done. ”

"Why?" Zhou Qingfeng looked up blankly, "We've been waiting for an afternoon, no longer waiting?" ”

Huang Li shook his head and said, "Just now, a Mercedes-Benz car has passed by our café at a slow speed for the third time, and the people in the car have looked at our window position many times. I noticed that the people who were driving were a few 'Arabs', and they were supposed to be Hassan's people. Those people are sometimes bold, sometimes cowardly, and they won't do business with strangers easily. ”

Huang Li packed up his handbag and called the waiter to come and pay the bill and prepare to leave. Zhou Qingfeng looked around through the glass window, trying to find the clue that Huang Li said, but he didn't see anything. Instead, he received a text message on his broken 'Nokia', which scolded in 'Arabic': "You beat our people, and you still want to do business with us? ”

Zhou Qingfeng simply called back the phone, and after connecting, the other party scolded again: "Boy, you beat our two brothers seriously in the afternoon, and you dare to come to me?" ”

"Hassan, those two idiots are your men?" Zhou Qingfeng heard the other party's voice, "Your subordinates want to rob me, shouldn't they be punished?" ”

But Hassan on the phone didn't reason with Zhou Qingfeng, he continued to scold angrily: "You are in our territory, you should follow our rules." Now that you've provoked us, just wait for death.

I've sent someone to take a picture of you, and I'm going to follow you to your house, kill you in your bed, dismember, dismember, and rush down the drain. And your female companion, we will take her as a slave and play with her day and night. Prophetic witness, I will not spare you. ”

The phone hangs up and then can't be dialed again.

Waiting for Huang Li to pay the bill, Zhou Qingfeng, who had an ugly face, repeated the contents of the phone call. Huang Li said nonchalantly: "Goblin cultists are like this, if you provoke him even a little, he will be furious, and then use the most vicious language, the most terrifying threats to try to make you submit." In fact, they just talk about it, don't worry too much. ”

Zhou Qingfeng listened to Hassan's words in his head, and his face was a little pale. Leaving the café, Huang Li suddenly pointed to a Mercedes-Benz passing by on the street, and said indifferently: "Look, it's just this car." The fourth passed in front of us. ”

The windows of the Mercedes were lowered, revealing a young 'Arab' man with white teeth. He sneered at Zhou Qingfeng defiantly, and deliberately slashed his palm under his neck, which was a strong sense of deterrence. Huang Li hurriedly grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's arm, stepped forward half a step forward and shouted to the provocateur: "Hey......, if you bastards dare to get out of the car, I admire your courage." ”

Mercedes drove away, and the other party estimated that he didn't understand Huang Li's French at all. She came to comfort Zhou Qingfeng again and said, "Really don't worry, this happens often." The security of Bali is quite chaotic, but these goblins are only capable of this, and they can't turn the sky upside down. ”

Zhou Qingfeng groaned, lowered his head and said: "Those guys can't rob, they won't accept the beating, and they will threaten me in turn." And I don't have any money, and I have to make money. ”

"Don't worry about money, we have a way to make money. Actually, today is a good start. "Huang Li didn't understand, she wanted to pull Zhou Qingfeng into the car." Come home, Ninety-Three Province is not a good place. As soon as it gets dark, it's even more chaotic here than the 19th district. ”

Zhou Qingfeng got into the car, but took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to the 'old thief' Dmitryux, "The trading partners you introduced are not very easy to talk to, and they refuse to do business with me." ”

The 'old thief' replied quickly, "Then come back, I'll help you find another one." ”

"They also threatened to kill me."

"Don't take it too seriously, this is Palla, not the United States where guns are infested, and it is not the Middle East where artillery is flying."

The meaning of 'old thief' is also to let Zhou Qingfeng forget it and go home. So Zhou Qingfeng, who was in a trance, took Huang Li's car back to the 19th district. On the way, Huang Li said that she wanted to invite Zhou Qingfeng to a French dinner, but when she finally found a seat in a restaurant, in the blink of an eye, Zhou Qingfeng secretly took her car keys and slipped away in the broken 'sign'.

"Where did you go?" Huang Li hurriedly called Zhou Qingfeng.

"I'm going to find those bastards."

"What...... are you crazy? Come back quickly, don't go to death. "Huang Li is in a hurry.

But Zhou Qingfeng couldn't listen anymore, "You mentioned the tragedy that happened in Rotherham, which made me feel very scared. I think those bastards are serious, so I have to deal with them as well. ”

I hung up the phone and removed the broken Nokia battery. He spread out a map again, and returned to the ninety-three provinces according to the address given by the 'old thief' during the day, and went back to find the auto repair and maintenance shop.

It was dark, the empty streets were sparsely populated, and shops were closing. But in fact, it's only seven o'clock in the evening, and it's still very lively on the domestic road. Zhou Qingfeng drove the car, turned on the low beams, and gradually approached his target. Regarding the depressed scene outside the car, he said to himself in a disdainful tone: "What kind of bullshit developed country is this? ”

Outside the gold and jade, ruined in it!

It's so inconvenient to live here.

On the way back to Ninety-Three Provinces, Zhou Qingfeng also found a small supermarket that had not yet closed. He ran in and bought a hoodie to put on, kind of to cover his face. On the last leg of the road into the target block, he parked the broken 'sign' of the oriole on the side of the road and walked over it on foot.

It was already completely dark, and there were a few small black people slipping through the streets. They move quickly and smartly on their own, and don't stay in one place too much. Many of the street lights on the road have been smashed, and all the shops are closed, and they are still all iron gates. The further you walk into the block, the more graffiti there is on the walls, and the garbage on the ground is everywhere.

Day and night are completely different from night in this city, and the sun is like a ghost when it goes down.

The smell of urine wafted from a garbage dump on the side of the road, and a North African-American was peeing and lifting his pants in the corner. Zhou Qingfeng put on his hood, slowly walked over and asked in 'Arabic': "Hey, brother, your mobile phone is good, don't you mind using it for me?" ”

The North African-American turned his head and looked at Zhou Qingfeng's face through the faint light of the street lamp. He screamed and asked, "Hey...... you're Asian." Do you know what you're talking about? You're robbing me, who allowed you to do that? I've never seen ......"

With a bang, the North African's head tilted back and he fell.

Zhou Qingfeng searched for a smart phone from his body, grabbed the other party's finger and turned it on with his fingerprint, googled the map to locate it, and whispered casually: "Never seen it?" Let's see it today. God didn't stipulate that Han people can't rob. When we burned and looted, you inferior races were still monkeys in the trees. ”