In the evening, on a certain street in Auglan, Zhou Wu was chewing on a sandwich he had just bought, and the scene next to him made his figure look even more lonely. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He ran to several large companies in the neighborhood all afternoon, but did not get a positive answer, and in the face of the contemptuous eyes of those interviewers and the increasingly sharp and difficult questions asked, Zhou Wu could only choose to leave.

Shoving the last sandwich in his mouth, he looked around and sighed.

In fact, no one knows better than him that jobs will become increasingly difficult to find. At least the more expensive sandwiches and the growing number of unemployed people on the streets are already beginning to appear.

"Want to have some fun?" On the edge of an alley at the corner of the street, a well-dressed black-haired woman asked the man standing still.

It's a chick.

Zhou Wu under the street lamp just frowned and looked at it, and did not answer. Like the average person who has a little eye, he will never choose a sweaty yellow person like himself. But there is another possibility, as soon as his thoughts turned, he also somewhat understood the reason for this.

After all, more and more women have chosen to "go to the sea" to do the leather and meat business because of the compulsion of life, and the rich have long been pulled away by the discerning, so they can only choose to try the possible luck.

Anyway, at least Zhou Wu remembered that the street was relatively "clean" a month ago, and there weren't many street girls, which was like now.

Glancing at the alley, one price after another came out of the mouth of the famous warbler on the side, but Zhou Wu did not have a trace of emotion. If memory serves, the Great Depression was the second-largest spread of sexually transmitted diseases (STDs) such as HIV in the United States. The first is the later anti-war stage, anyway, the conditions at that time happened to be similar to the Great Depression, plus the rise of various death movements, what kind of "do-love, not war" and so on. Directly turned the country into a sexual-sick country.

Especially since this is a country of immigrants, infectious diseases from all over the world are shadowed here.

Thinking about it, he subconsciously reached out to get rid of the woman's hand that wanted to pull at his clothes, and with a newspaper in his left hand and a resume printed out today, he walked towards the Chinese gathering place in Isbay District.

Walking through this mixed Chinese and white community, a few blocks down the road to the Chinese settlement.

Passing by an open-air café on the side of the street, Zhou Wu walked forward without squinting, but was blocked by a person standing on the edge of a chair. I tried to get around, but I was still blocked.

Sincerely?

He looked at the other man, a tall white man in a white T-shirt.

"Let's sit down and talk." A tone or invitation that cannot be refused.

The other person looked like they were looking at themselves as well.

Standing in place, facing the strange glances cast by some customers and passers-by on the side, Zhou Wu looked at the guy standing opposite him. I don't know if he saw the eyes of the hound chasing the prey in the other party's eyes.

He nodded and sat down in a nearby seat.

A well-dressed gentleman with a big belly on the side frowned, as if the coffee in his cup was unpleasant, but some colored words could still be heard from the guy's mumbled mouth. "What the hell ......"

"Shut up! This fat pig that has not fully evolved. The man who invited Zhou Wu to sit down said, his strong body making his words more intimidating. The appearance of a provocative and violent maniac made many sitting customers pay in a hurry.

"So, let's introduce each of them." This guy who is not good at communication said, which made Zhou Wu, who was sitting on the side, in a fog, and didn't know what the other party wanted to do.

"What?"

"Frederick." Stretched out his hand and shook hands with Zhou Wu, so that Zhou Wu also had to say his name.

"Zhou Wu."

After the hand was lowered, the atmosphere was awkward when the waiter at the café did not come. In order to break this strange atmosphere, the white man in front of him took the lead in opening his mouth. "OK, long story short. This, well, Mr. 17, my piece of metal is on you, right? ”

One sentence instantly alerted Zhou Wu, who was only vigilant in his heart. "What?" The right foot is slowly half-arched, ready to burst out or move away.

"It's the kind of energy that I've injected into it."

"Ding!" There was a crisp sound of metal falling on the glass table, and Zhou Wu watched as the bright silver metal piece that was originally a little heavy slowly suspended in the air, as if there was some force dragging it.

Then there was a felt sound of wind in the back of the head, accompanied by a muffled sound, and someone who had been hit in the back of the neck fell upside down on the glass table. Knocked unconscious.

"Hey." Frederick, who was sitting in his chair, shouted, and as if he hadn't heard the slightest exclamation from the people around him, he got up and looked at the bald black man standing behind Zhou Wu. "Earles, you can't do that."

"So what? At your rate, you won't be able to complete the doctor's task in another month. The black man said in a sullen voice, but there was a cunning in his words that was characteristic of a rough man. As he spoke, his right hand effortlessly picked up Zhou Wu, who was unconscious on the table, tore open a car door parked next to him, and threw it in.

"Hey, that's my car!" A short-haired young man in the café shouted, glancing at the two stout black and white men but not daring to step forward.

"It's mine now." The black man chuckled, causing his partner, who heard the laughter and sensed the guy's bad taste, shrugged his shoulders.

"I forgot to tell you that this 17th is not the one who signed the treaty."

The two bandits who kidnapped and carjacked people on the street chatted calmly, as if they didn't care about the opinions of the pedestrians on the side.

"Are you a fool for me? Of course I know. Holding on to the steering wheel, the big black man reversed roughly, and finally drove out after smashing the front glass of the car behind him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Gunshots rang out, adding to the chaos surrounding the neighborhood. Some people are screaming or grabbing something, and many more are fleeing.

"Hell! You stinky-! This is a new car to buy! The young man with the gun shot a few more shots at the back of his car until it drove away.

The horn of an O'Grande police car sounded at a street corner in the distance. The police arrived belatedly.

In fact, not all of the young man's shots just now missed.

In the main driver's seat, the big black man who was driving the car looked at the bullet embedded in his skin, and continued to drive, unaffected.

"Oh, metal." The white man sitting next to him looked at the wound, and a deformed bullet slowly loosened on the small gap in the black man's skin and fell into the car.

Picking up the bloodshot black bullet, Frederick said in a funny voice. "Hey, I've always wanted to know what this rhinoceros hide of yours is going to be smashed."

"I don't know." The car was still moving, and when he heard the siren of Ulla behind the car, he stepped on the accelerator, and the big man said with a smile. "Maybe it's."

A manhole cover rose in the middle of the road and smashed into a fuel tank on the chassis of the police car, forcing the pursuers to stop.

The car, which had no front door, remained driving until it disappeared into the city lights.