Chapter 210: The Pain of Finding the Internet

No matter how prosperous and glamorous it is, there are always some dark corners of every city, where most of the people who are struggling on the poverty line and some people who are not visible, such as some criminals who cannot appear openly in front of people, or some black households who do not even have identity cards, or the kind of rebellious teenagers who cannot be accepted by their families and living environment.

This kind of place is generally dark and dirty, full of the dark side of human nature, and the people in it are either vicious, groveling, or insensitive, and everyone is used to it.

But on this day, in the dark corner of Haijing City, there were two people who appeared here for the first time, a tall, plump woman, wearing a very bright red dress, and a short man with a small beard who could not reach the average height of the Dragon Kingdom.

The beautiful woman in the red dress, the red widow, skillfully reached out and touched the red stud on her left ear, which was her specially customized personal communicator, but unfortunately since the accident in the International Union City, the company's communication satellite has suffered heavy losses, and her own little four-winged angel can not get effective communication protection at all, otherwise there is no need to find this dirty and smelly place.

"Along the way, the strongest network signal I searched for for us is here."

The little gochiko bearded Yamamoto held a small black box the size of a matchbox in his hand, and in the small box, from time to time there was a sound of stabbing electricity, and next to a shabby red brick house with a big word on the wall, the little mustache Yamamoto took the lead in stopping, lowered his head and whispered to the red widow beside him, and then nodded affirmatively.

This is a crumbling, with white paint on the wall painted a big demolition of the building, the age of the building should be older than the red widow and the little mustache combined, the old-fashioned handle iron door has long been full of rust, can no longer see the original color, the corridor is also piled up some old garbage, exudes a not very pleasant smell, the corner of the wall turned a stray black wild cat, skinny, dirty, hair is still knotted, there is no desire to pet at all.

The stray black wildcat saw the red widow and the mustachioed Yamamoto, who had never seen before, arched its back vigilantly, the hair on its back exploded, and it whined and whined.

The red widow did not have the slightest disgust, stepped on her high heels, smiled and approached the vigilant stray black wild cat a few steps, carefully not letting her skirt get dirt on the ground, half-squatted down, smiled gently, and said, "Come here, little one."

But how could the perennial wandering black wild cat easily approach an unknown human, not only did not relax its vigilance, but also showed a fierce light, eager to step back and back, looking around nervously, looking for any opportunity to escape.

There was a low gunshot, and the stray black wild cat fell to the ground, and the red widow took back the gun with the muffler with a blank face, snorted coldly, and said, "If you don't know what is good, then die."

"Let's go up, Yamamoto, we must get in touch with the above as soon as possible, and see who this old friend of ours is, be careful, now that we are in the Dragon Kingdom after all, don't reveal our whereabouts."

The Red Widow stood up, patted the non-existent dust on her skirt, and winked at the trembling little mustache Yamamoto.

Yamamoto nodded knowingly, and took the initiative to open the large rusty iron door that was not locked.

The rusty iron door made a screeching sound, attracting the attention of the people in the building.

"Who is it? I don't know if Lao Tzu is still sleeping at this time? Reopen in the evening. ”

An inferior bottle was thrown down from the upper floor, and it landed at the feet of Yamamoto, the bearded man, and was shattered.

The little bearded Yamamoto was still holding his hand on the big iron door full of rust, stopped what he was doing, and glanced at the red widow.

"Go up."

"Damn, which ignorant little rabbit cub is it, Lao Tzu said that he hasn't gotten up yet, he has to go up, this is looking for a beating."

Now that they had been discovered, there was no need to continue to cover their whereabouts, and the Red Widow and the little bearded Yamamoto went straight up from the corridor that was half occupied by miscellaneous objects.

A drunk man who seemed to have never taken a bath was dirty all over, and he could hardly see the color of his skin, and the hair on his head was almost as dirty as the stray black wild cat that had just died downstairs.

"Just the two of you? Yo he, there is another woman, still a beautiful woman, I haven't seen such a beautiful beauty for many years, beauty, do you want to have a drink? ”

The drunken man tried to get close to the Red Widow with an unsteady step, leaning against the wall with one hand and a half-drunk bottle in the other, and trying to hand the bottle in front of the Red Widow.

However, what was waiting for the drunk man was not the gentle whispers and clever smiles of the beautiful woman, but a cold muzzle against his eyebrows, and most of the alcohol that immediately paralyzed the nerves of the brain dissipated.

"What, what? If you have something to say, don't use knives and guns, what do you want? ”

Under the threat of the muzzle, a frightened drunkard couldn't even hold the wine bottle in his hand, and rolled directly to the ground, and the remaining half of the bottle of bad wine in it flowed onto the soles of the drunkard's shoes that could no longer see the color.

The drunk stammered: "Release, put down the gun, what is there to discuss, I, let me tell you, my daughter is Brother Tiger's person, Brother Tiger, do you know?" The boss of this piece, if something happens to me, Brother Tiger will definitely not let you go, yes, that's right, I, I'm the person covered by Brother Tiger......"

When it comes to the backer behind him, the drunk seems to have a little more courage, and even his slightly trembling legs stand up a little straighter.

"I don't know if there will be any bullets from me when your tiger brother comes......"

The Red Widow smiled indifferently, but unfortunately this smile made the drunk man can't help but pee his pants, and the smell of urine in the ticking sound made the Red Widow almost can't help but shoot, it's really disgusting.

"You don't have to be so nervous, if you don't want us to kill you, just let us use your network."

The change in the red widow's face made the bearded Yamamoto take the initiative to take a step forward and say to the drunk man who was already scared to pee.

"Internet, network, yes, I'm here to open a black Internet café, next door is the computer room, you can use it casually, use it casually, big sister, don't you just want to get on the Internet? If you come to the door, you don't need to use a gun, right? ”

The drunks who were scared to pee were about to cry.

"Lead the way."

The Red Widow ignored the drunken man's words and raised her chin directly.

With his hands raised above his head, the drunk man pressed against the wall behind his back, slowly and carefully moving his steps to the left under the threat of the gun.

"It's this, this is the VIP room of my Internet café, it's generally for Brother Hu's personal use, and the configuration inside is the best, big sister, please inside, please inside."