"Isn't this kid a fool? He can still laugh when he comes to a place like this!"
"Who knows? Maybe he is really a fool, and he might just be able to loot something."
"That's right, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. Don't miss it!"
Many people were a little excited. If it wasn't difficult to start here, they would just do it.
There is another main reason, that is, people who can survive in Junk Street are at least not fools. Chen Qiye looks easy to bully, but the other party must have heard of Junk Street. Since he still dares to come, if he doesn’t have two brushes
, then you are really a fool!
But Chen Qiye didn't look like a fool.
Therefore, everyone ridiculed him, but no one really regarded Chen Qiye as a fool.
Otherwise, failure is a big deal, don’t lose your life!
In a place like Junk Street, life is not a valuable thing, only survival is the most important thing!
Chen Qiye found a fly shop and ordered a few dishes, but didn't eat any of them.
I didn’t eat it not because I thought it was dirty, but because I didn’t like it.
In fact, this fly house does not look dirty, especially since there are not many customers, but it looks a bit deserted.
"Young man, you are really brave. You dare to come here alone. You are really not afraid of death."
The waiter is a young man with yellow hair. He looks like a non-mainstream person. Ordinary restaurants would not allow waiters with such appearance to exist, but here, it seems that everything is not taboo and is very free.
Chen Qiye felt funny when he heard it.
"I'm a young man, so I'm not a kid anymore?"
When the yellow-haired waiter heard this, he immediately became unhappy. His face was full of threats, and he said to Chen Qiye: "Boy, be careful what you say. Who is the hairy boy? Believe it or not, I will prevent you from leaving this restaurant?"
When Chen Qiye heard this, he immediately felt interesting.
Looking at the yellow-haired waiter, he said: "If you want me to be unable to leave this restaurant, how about you show me your ability? If you really have this ability, then I will admit defeat today, how about?"
When the yellow-haired waiter heard this, he was a little scared and didn't know what to say.
"You guy, you haven't even grown a few hairs, and you're here to scare people? Don't get killed and you don't know how you died."
A fat man came over, patted Huang Mao on the head, and immediately said to Chen Qiye: "Guest, don't mind, this guy is just a talker, he likes to show off to everyone he meets."
Chen Qiye smiled and didn't say much, but asked: "Is it dangerous here?"
The fat man nodded, looked a little more serious, and said: "Yes, if you don't have any skills, I advise you to go back to where you came from after eating from me, so as not to lose your life here.
It’s not worth it, what do you think?”
Hearing this, Chen Qiye glanced at the fat boss and said, "It seems that you are very familiar with the rules here. Why don't you open a black shop?"
Chen Qiye didn't mean anything by saying this, it was just normal. However, in a place like Junk Street, if you want to be a good person, you will not end up well, so opening a black shop is not too much.
The fat boss obviously didn't mind what Chen Qiye said, and said with a smile: "I'm not a good person, but in a place like this, I might seem like a good person? Haha, who can say what is right and wrong?
Do you have to be clear?"
I didn’t say much about the fat boss’s somewhat philosophical words.
"I came here today just to find some people."
The fat boss smiled and said: "Oh, tell me, maybe I can help you find it!"
Chen Qiye shook his head and said: "You can't find it, maybe you are the person I am looking for in the end?"
"If I am the person you are looking for and you come to me for any help, I will definitely help you in whatever way I can."
The fat boss has a smile on his face, making him look very kind.
"Don't speak too early. If you can't help me, I might be angry."
The fat boss' pupils shrank and he said, "Okay, let's wait and see if I am the person you are looking for."
Chen Qiye nodded.
"If there's nothing wrong, I'll go out for a walk. Let's calculate how much this meal will cost."
The fat boss smiled and said: "No need, what if I am the person you are looking for?"
Chen Qiye nodded.
"Okay, I hope you don't get it right."
The fat boss smiled and said nothing.
Chen Qiye left. This time he came to Junk Street. He felt that this place was indeed quite interesting. There was nothing urgent to do, so he could take a look around first.
After Chen Qiye left, the yellow-haired waiter came to the fat boss with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Boss, why let this guy go? I think this guy has bad intentions!"
The fat boss sneered and said: "So what? We don't want to cause trouble recently, so we don't want to cause trouble. But if this guy doesn't know what to do and wants to provoke us, then it won't be too late for us to take action."
The yellow-haired waiter wanted to say something else, but the fat boss glanced at him, and for a moment he didn't dare to speak anymore.
The small garbage street has some undercurrents.
Chen Qiye walked out of the restaurant and looked around. There were not many places that interested him, and there were not many people who were interested. Apart from the fat boss just now, there was no second one.
Walking to an alley in Junk Street, Chen Qiye found an old man sitting there, dressed in rags, like a beggar, more like a dead man, leaning on the corner, motionless and speechless, as if he had no breath.
Chen Qiye smiled and walked over.
"Old man, it's not easy to sleep here, it's easy to catch a cold."
In response to Chen Qiye's cold joke, the old man did not speak, and even opened his eyes, as if he had not heard Chen Qiye's words at all.
Chen Qiye was not in a hurry and continued to look at the old man. After waiting for a while, seeing that the old man had not spoken yet, he said: "Old man, if you still don't speak, then I will leave."
At this time, the old man in the corner opened his eyes, glanced at Chen Qiye, and said with disdain in his eyes: "Little guy, it is not a good choice for you to come to this place. You don't know how you will die in a while. If nothing happens, hurry up."
Get lost."
Chen Qiye looked at the old man and said slowly: "Old man, if I am in danger here, wouldn't you be in more danger?"
"Little brat, what do you know?"
After saying that, the old man thought for a while, maybe because he felt that it was rare for someone to talk to him, so he couldn't help but say: "Come on, come on, guess why I like to lean on this place?"
Chen Qiye pretended that he could not guess and waited for the old man to reveal the answer.
"Oh, young people like you don't understand life at all! I'm not here just to sleep comfortably, but to do good things."
"Oh? How about if the old man tells you what a good thing it is and lets me take advantage of it?"
Chen Qiye looked humble.
Seeing Chen Qiye being so sincere, the old man hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, for the sake of you being a good guy, I'll just tell you this secret."
Chen Qiye smiled, "Good people? Good people don't live long in the garbage street!"
"Come, look here, what do you see?"
The old man pointed to the upper window behind him.
Just when Chen Qiye was about to speak, the old man quickly signaled him to be silent.