Chapter 17: Escape from Death

Looking at the people coming around, Alex and Little Richard kept backing away until they reached the wall.

"Hey! That guy is a kid who sells snake oil! His stuff man used very effectively! ”

Someone recognized Little Richard, and they used to buy snake oil from Little Richard. One of them, who seemed to be a little prestigious, shouted at little Richard, "Come here, don't mess with that white-skinned boy." ”

Little Richard's forehead was sweating, and he shook his head and was silent. Alex reached out and nudged him a few times, but didn't move.

"I won't abandon my friends and run away alone!" Little Richard said firmly.

His words made the blacks angry, and they all scolded him for making friends with white-skinned pigs. One guy even pounced and tried to pull little Richard away, and another guy tried to attack Alex.

The effect of Alex's years of training was immediately apparent, and he quickly dodged and missed. Another man lunged at him, trying to trap him. In the eyes of others, Alex was just a child, so he didn't take it very seriously.

If this group of more than ten people had all done it, Alex would have been beaten up a long time ago. In the process of dodging, Alex has been reminiscing about the kung fu movies he has watched, trying to simulate some of the kung fu above to protect himself. When he was crawling and rolling, he simulated Jackie Chan's actions in the movie, which seemed to be thrilling, but made the enemy tired.

"Be careful!"

Just as Alex was playing those drunks with joy, little Richard suddenly shouted. It turned out that another group of people also started to do it, they were white big men, and when they forced them together, they let Alex hide and had nowhere to hide.

Seeing that Alex was about to be caught by those people, little Richard was ruthless, regardless of the pull of others, and struggled out violently. He picked up a chair and slammed it into one of the white men.

"Bang dang!" With a thud, the white man was smashed to the ground.

When the white people saw that their own people were smashed by the, no matter who smashed them, they shouted a few times and fought with the blacks.

"How are you?" Little Richard hurriedly pulled Alex aside and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, what about you?"

"I'm fine! Let's slip away. ”

"Then you have to be careful, they know you!"

Alex kindly reminded him that little Richard frequented the tavern and might have been remembered. This knocked down a person, and if Little Richard wants to do business here in the future, it is estimated that it will be a little troublesome.

Little Richard smiled and didn't say anything. However, soon someone noticed the two of them and shouted, "The kid who smashed the man is the one who sells snake oil." It's none of us! ”

Fortunately, this group of drunks has long been indistinguishable from right and wrong, and their brawls are purely to vent their emotions, without any special purpose. Still, there were people who came up to them and wanted to beat them up and leave them with a memento.

Alex is not afraid this time, there is only one person on the other side, and there are two on his side. He jumped up unexpectedly and kicked the other man, right in the lower abdomen. The hapless guy screamed and fell.

Before the two of them could say anything, someone heard the sound again. They quickly crawled out of the tavern. Only then did they realize that the police were standing outside the door, and the fight in the tavern was gradually stopped. The police handcuffed the troublemakers and prepared to arrest them and lock them up for the night.

They were surprised to find out that two children of little size had escaped from the tavern. One of them, who looked like a sheriff, walked over, and he pressed the shoulders of both of them and said, "Hey, kid, why are you here?" ”

Alex then recounted the fact that he had been invited to sing, and finally said, "Mr. Sheriff, please help me find my brother." He was lost in the chaos. ”

The sheriff nodded in agreement, and he called another officer to take a closer look. He comforted, "Don't worry, child, your brother will be fine." We'll be able to find him in no time. ”

Alex knew that it was useless for him to be anxious, so he put his mind at ease and waited for news from his brother. On the contrary, little Richard is in trouble, he has caused a lot of trouble, and the police don't believe anything.

"You have to go back to the police station with us!" The sheriff said to little Richard, and he pulled out his handcuffs and prepared to handcuff the black guy.

Alex quickly explained: "Mr. Sheriff, please don't arrest my friend, he came with me. ”

The sheriff didn't want to listen to a child, and he insisted on taking little Richard back for interrogation. Seeing that persuasion was ineffective, Alex had no choice but to sacrifice a big killing weapon and secretly stuff a $10 bill into the sheriff's hand.

"He really didn't participate in the tavern group fight, don't believe you just look at the evidence I gave you."

The sheriff glanced at the thing in his hand quizzably, then smiled. Maybe he felt that there were too many people arrested today, and it was not worth wasting time for a black boy, so he waved his hand and said, "Get out!" Don't make any more trouble, or you'll end up in jail sooner or later. ”

Little Richard and Alex quickly disappeared in front of him, not daring to stay for a while. The two stood aside and watched as the police arrested. Alex wants to find his brother and doesn't dare to move around at will, and strangely enough, little Richard also accompanies him.

"If you don't go home, aren't your family worried?" Alex asked.

Little Richard shook his head with a wry smile: "Home? I've run away from home a long time ago. ”

The original father was a Catholic priest, and he was very strict, if not harsh, with little Richard. A few years ago, little Richard couldn't stand his father anymore, so he ran away and never returned home.

"Huh? So how old are you? Alex couldn't believe that there was such a thing in the world, and little Richard looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, which meant that he had run away and wandered alone when he was eleven or twelve.

Sure enough, little Richard replied that he was not yet fifteen years old this year. He continued to talk about how he ran out of his home, how he found food on the streets, and how he worked for others to earn money to survive.

Hearing this, Alex couldn't help but be in awe, little Richard was so young that he was struggling to survive alone, and if it were him, I am afraid he would not dare to do that.

Alex thought secretly: "No wonder I feel different from little Richard and others, it turns out that he has been through so much, and his mental age has long matured." ”

Little Richard on the other side also felt that Alex was not like an ordinary child, and his every move seemed more mature and rational. He felt like he and Alex were good friends all at once, and they were the kind of people who talked about everything.

"Alex! Alex! ”

Suddenly, someone was calling Alex's name, and when he looked up, it turned out to be his father, Bart.

Bart took Richard by the hand in his left hand and hurriedly walked towards them. It turned out that Richard had run out of the chaotic tavern and met Bart outside. The two of them were also anxious to find Alex, but luckily a police officer found them and said that Alex was on this side of the street. Otherwise, they don't know how long they will have to worry about it.

Little Richard watched the Carpenter family reunion, not knowing what was going on in his mind. He watched silently, without saying a word. It wasn't until Alex introduced him to Bart that he smiled and said, "Hello! Mr. Bart. “

"This is my brother Richard, Ha Luha, you are also called Richard, but you are little Richard!" When Alex introduces his brother, he tells them interesting stories about his acquaintance with little Richard.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh, especially Richard and Little Richard, who were laughing very happily.

Little Richard stretched out his hand to Richard and said, "Hello! Richard, in fact, you are the real little Richard! ”

Richard was amused and giggled, he took little Richard's hand and said, "Hello, you are younger than me!" ”

They stood in the street and talked for a while, and finally little Richard said goodbye to them. After they separated, they never met little Richard again, maybe he was selling snake oil somewhere else.

After that tavern distress, Alex wanted to find someone to learn how to defend himself, but he never found the right person to teach. He hadn't even met a kung fu master, and if he had been able to do it on his own, he would have gone to Chinatown to find a master. When the time comes, as long as he stretches out his little hand, he can copy the other party's kung fu, go back and slowly connect it.

It was a long time before Alex received a letter from the city of Atlanta. It turned out to be sent by little Richard, who wrote about his recent situation and mentioned that he also planned to learn piano playing. He asked Alex to write to him as well, and he could send it to a tavern, and he would go over and pick it up.

So, Alex had a correspondence with him. In the process of chatting, gradually, the two became very good friends, and often wrote letters to describe the things they encountered and their thoughts. Alex discovers that little Richard actually has a lot of ideas, but without the support of his family, he has been busy running around to survive.

"I'm going to be a celebrity! Look at it! Little Richard said with a sworn oath in the letter.

"Oh? Then I'll be more famous than you, believe it or not? Alex was also infected by the enthusiasm of the other party, and the idea of competitiveness welled up in his heart.

Little Richard then agreed with Alex that in ten years, to see who was more famous, the winner would have to treat the loser to a big meal.

"Why do you want to win people's treats!" Alex complained in the letter.

Soon, little Richard wrote back and smiled: "Wouldn't it be too pitiful if the loser had a treat?" ”

In this way, they are moving forward, struggling, and working hard towards their respective goals. Eventually, one day, they will meet at the top, and then it will be a different story. They are convinced that their future is not a dream.