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    The central part of the east coast belongs to the temperate semi-humid climate, and there is a lot of rain. The next morning, there was a light rain, and the small town stood in the water vapor. Few people walked through the streets. Occasionally, there were a few black people wearing jackets and casual long-sleeved sleeves.  Gather under the awning that shelters the rain, surround the gasoline barrels and light the sundries and garbage inside, and listen to rock and roll raps played on the radio.

    The wet street, the car speeding past, attracted a few people to gesticulate and yell and curse, and then saw the patrolling police car approaching, and then restrained a little, and waved to the policeman who was looking through the window in a friendly greeting, and followed the radio again.  Sing.

    The flickering police lights flashed across the street. In a hidden corner, a pair of eyes reflected the light and went away. Wang Ruhu shook the muddy shoes in his hands.  He smiled embarrassingly, it should have been broken when pedaling the boat last night.

    "It seems that I need to buy a new pair of shoes. I am not used to walking barefoot."

    After stepping on the wet ground twice, I had to bear the discomfort and opened the lid of the garbage bin next to me, threw the pair of worn shoes in, turned around, and saw a skinny old man under the eaves of a shop in front, wearing  Wearing a white apron, a broom in one hand, and a bag of garbage in the other.

    I don't know if it's because people talk more when they are old, so they threw away the garbage bag, stood in the rain and looked Wang Ruhu up and down, and suddenly beckoned.

    "follow me."

    The old man spoke English, and Wang Ruhu could understand it, but he wanted to say it, but he didn't know how to pronounce it. He probably thought that he knew it before he lost his memory, but after he lost his memory, he didn't know how to speak it actively, but he could understand it passively  .

    After thinking for a while, he followed the old man into the shop in front of him, pushed open the small door with a wooden fan, and a muffled smell came in his nostrils. Wang Ruhu stopped at the door, his two big bare feet greeted the door  There were water stains on the blanket.

    After all, if someone takes you in with good intentions, you still need to pay attention to politeness.

    At the door, I twisted the rainwater from the fabric in front of my belly, and sat down quietly on the seat by the window. There is a long counter in the middle of the store, and a window below it. Various breads and hams are arranged in neat rows.  There are also automatic ice cream machines and beverage machines, which should be for guests to match their own tastes.

    There was also an old woman in the store with curly hair. Seeing Wang Ruhu looking around, she stopped the mop in her hand, smiled kindly, and urged a few times towards the door behind the counter.

    Soon, the old man who went to the kitchen brought out a plastic plate, said a few words to the old woman, and then came over to put the food and soup on the plate on the table.

    Afterwards, he smiled and sat across from Wang Ruhu.

    "My name is Sage, and my wife and I have opened a store here for many years, and we often prepare several relief meals."

    Seeing that this tall oriental man didn't intend to touch the food, he thought he was thin-skinned, so he waved his hand and patted the back of his hand twice, regardless of whether Wang Ruhu understood or not, his voice was kind.

    "Don't be shy, young man. There are many difficulties in this world. Everyone has bad luck. After a while, there will always be light on you. I was very down and down. I couldn't even eat half a piece of bread. I was really hungry.  I couldn't take it anymore, so I gave up my face and went to receive the relief meal, where I met the first ray of sunshine in my life."

    The old man said, smiling brightly with his toothless mouth, and the direction of his eyes was the old woman holding a mop.

    "When I met Jenny, my life was revived, and you will be the same. No one here will laugh at you. Eat, there will be more tomorrow."

    "Thanks."

    Wang Ruhu understood the kindness expressed by the old man named Sage, and thanked the old man and the old man's wife Jenny over there. Perhaps the other party could also understand the thank you in Chinese, and the two old men laughed.  Get up and go about your business.

    The food on the table is not rich. A bowl of tomato soup, a pork burger, and donuts are not enough for a man of Wang Ruhu's body size, but it is rare to eat steadily.

    Take a big bite of the hamburger, follow the Molossian way of eating large chunks of mutton, take a sip of tomato soup, and wash down the dry hamburger in your mouth.

    Ton!

    Ton!

    Ton!

    After drinking it all in one gulp, I felt much better all over my body, and my hunger in the morning was also reduced a lot.

    'It just tastes a bit bland'

    Looking at the bottom of the cleaned bowl, outside the glass window on the side, and under the awning across the street, among a few black people gathered around the fire and rapping, one of them looked away, and happened to see the silhouette in the glass window, and pushed it up with his hand  Companion, picking up his chin, pointed to the window.

    Several people gave each other a wink, holding a radio playing rock and roll.By chance, stepping on the rhythm of the music, he staggered across the street. When he pushed open the small wooden door, Wang Ruhu also raised his face, looked at these tall black men, and slowly put down his spoon.

    "Hey!"

    The old man in the store came out with a tray of freshly baked bread. Seeing the scene in front of him, he quickly put down the tray, wiped his hands on his apron, walked around the counter and approached the people, asking if they wanted something to eat.  Leave without eating and don't disturb the guests here.

    As soon as he finished speaking, he was pushed away by the burly black man passing the jacket, stumbled a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

    "Oriental Stowaways are not welcome here." The black man wearing a colorful turban wearing sunglasses stepped on the chair, reached for the donut on the table, and took a provocative bite.

    Wang Ruhu glanced at the trembling old woman in the store, stood up silently, and when he stood up, the two-meter-high black people around him felt like a hill, looking at the bulging and gnarled  Muscles, a few people thought that they had to use their hands to deal with them, subconsciously retreated and spread out, and set up a fist fight.

    Here, Wang Ruhu ignored them, walked through the gap, helped the old man upright, thanked him in Chinese, turned around and left the store, turning to the alley where the trash can was before.

    "That oriental manis really boring, I thought there was a fight."

    "He doesn't dare to cause trouble, that's how it is with smuggled immigrants If you meet a smuggled woman, it's an affair that doesn't cost money, and it's better to be imprisoned Haha  "

    "It's boring anyway, men can have fun too, brothers?"

    Several people raised their hands tacitly and slapped a few times, rushed out of the store, and chased into the alley next to the garbage bin in the direction that the oriental man left just now. Seeing the back still walking in front, they said "Hey!"  .

    On the wet ground in front of him, Wang Ruhu stopped and looked at the front with a smile in his thick beard.

    "I didn't want to do anything in that old man's shop just now, but you still dare to catch upjust right."

    The few black men chasing into the alley were a little confused. Didn't they want to pinch this oriental man?  How does it feel that the other party is here waiting for them.

    "What did he say?" "I can't understand Eastern language."

    "He turned around."

    Someone among the few people said something, and the tall figure in front of the field of vision slowly turned around, his body turned away from the light outside the alley, under the curtain of rain, the man's expression seemed to be shrouded in a shadow, only to see  His white teeth seemed to be smiling.

    "It just so happens that clothes and shoes are ready-made."

    The atmosphere froze to the extreme, as if a bowstring was stretched. There was a wild cat's "meow" in the trash can behind, and the expressions on the faces of several black people instantly turned into panic, and they turned and ran away.

    The next second, that tall figure rushed forward, grabbed one with one hand and threw it back casually. In an instant, there was a crackling sound in the alley, and the shrill screams frightened the wild cats looking for food to bow up.  , jumped to the ground and ran away quickly.

    Hearing the movement of the store, the old couple chased them out. Before they reached the alley, a figure suddenly walked out, wearing a black jacket, jeans, and a pair of suitable leather shoes. Walking through the water on the ground, the originally tall figure set off even more  It was so powerful that the two old men who saw it did not dare to go over.

    "Take it."

    Wang Ruhu took out a beautiful knife from his pocket and stuffed it into the old man's hand, then opened his sunglasses and put it on the bridge of his nose. Under his fluffy hair and thick beard, he grinned and walked into the long street amidst the mist.

    The old man and his wife looked at each other, and tremblingly approached the alley. There were four or five black youths scattered about at the base of the crooked wall. One of them was stripped of his underwear, not even his socks, and his face was covered with bruises.  One side was swollen and tall, looking black and red.

    He raised his hand weakly, and shouted to the old man in a vague voice: "helpwe call an ambulancethank you!"

    After finishing speaking, he tilted his head and fell into a coma.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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