If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 922
Chicago, Chicago, since the rapid development of American society in recent years, this beautiful city has another not-so-beautiful nickname: Chiraq, or Chiraq.

Needless to say which war-torn country he pinched, even the richest man in Illinois 'En Griffin (En Griffin)' has publicly stated that the annual death toll in Chicago is far more than that of the US Army in the Middle East. There are even more soldiers.There are too many guns on the streets, too many people with criminal records, what is right and what is wrong, this basic concept of right and wrong has been seriously lacking.Now Chicago is more dangerous than Afghanistan.

Gangsta, the gang is what makes Chicago so chaotic.

There are 59 different gangs in Chicago, each with their own turf.

In the South Side of Chicago where Lin Nian now roams, behind every block here, you can find the corresponding gang name.

"Outlaw", "Nolaw", "Insane", or "Renegade".
When depravity becomes a trend, everyone is just a pebble in the riverbed of the torrent, who may be washed downstream to hell at some point. Interestingly, the people at the bottom here all agree on a point of view: "Chicago is the earth." hell."

The deeper you go in the southern district, the more and more eyes fall on Lin Nian.This area is all residential areas, from the south urban area to the southern suburbs of Chicago are basically black communities, which are much poorer than white areas in the same area.

The streets are all single-family squares, one floor short, three or four floors high, gray slope roof structure, the house has a small garden, the street is outside the garden, and three or two black people can be seen squatting everywhere on the street. They were smoking and chatting together, looking at Lin Nian walking on the road from time to time.

According to the GPS navigation of his mobile phone, Lin Nian was almost approaching the subway station. When he walked out of this residential area, he could see a highway bridge.

Along the way, Lin Nian felt too many malicious eyes. It was inevitable for an Asian person to walk into a community dominated by blacks. He walked three streets and suddenly stopped at a corner of a crossroad. There was a black girl in a black knitted hat setting up a street stall.

There are a lot of things scattered on the floor, including a Nikon camera with a missing lens, an automatic sweeping robot with a severely scratched paint surface, stereos, lighters, keyboards and mice, and so on.

Lin Nian stood in front of the stall and squatted down, picked out a second-hand mobile phone from inside, iPhone5, 16GB memory model, put on a silver mobile phone case, and the back of the case was a relief of a half-decayed world tree.

"The new product just received, the condition is very good, but there is a power-on password, and I haven't had time to flash the phone. If you want to sell it for 300 dollars, it will be [-]% new after flashing the phone." The black girl stall owner skillfully solicits customers and sells goods.

Lin Nian took out a roll of dollars that he won at the basketball court from his pocket, ordered three and handed them over to pick up the phone, and after paying the money and delivering the goods, he took out another one, "Please tell me where I got it This phone."

The black girl turned her head and glanced at Lin Nian, sniffled her nose, leaned over the street stall and reached out to grab the bill, "Twenty minutes ago, the middleman sold it to me for $10."

"Intermediary?"

"I can't give you your name. This is the bottom line on this street." The black girl said, "But it's because you are willing to pay. Are you looking for friends? Asians like you, male, quite Adorable, but goofy?"

Cute and dumb, this image seems to be fixed in the impression of people who have seen that boy.

"Have you seen him?" Lin Nian turned on his phone, and it still had 63% of the battery. The lock screen was a half-decayed sycamore tree in the yard. When he wanted to enter the desktop, he was prompted for a password.

"Passed by my stall three times, and said a few words to me the third time."

"What did you say?"

"I wanted to buy a string of bracelets from me, but when I took out the money, I found that the money was missing, so I couldn't buy it." The black girl said, "He doesn't look like a bad guy, he is a little silly and cute, but like this People who walk around here will suffer a lot.”

"I think so too." Lin Nian looked at the iPhone 5 in his hand and nodded in approval.

The person got lost, the necklace was tampered with, the money was lost, and the mobile phone was touched. Will he still see the other party's clothes being cleared at the second-hand booth next time?I hope that when I find him, I don't find him as a naked man huddled in a bridge hole—I hope I don't lose my ass by then.

"If you want to find him, hurry up. The mobile phone was delivered 10 minutes ago, and it's still hot." The black girl pointed the way, "He walked over there, and after he left, I saw another group of people following him. Go up, I think your friend may be unlucky."

"Thank you." Lin Nian stood up.

"It's okay, I like to help handsome guys, is it convenient to add an ins?" The black girl took out her phone.

Lin Nian did not refuse, after all, he was the one who helped.

"Which bracelet did he want to buy before?" Lin Nian asked again.

"This string." The black girl picked out a string of pink rhinestone bracelets from the stall with a thin wooden pole.

"It's really ugly." Lin Nian took the bracelet and commented from the bottom of his heart.

"It's supposed to be a gift for a girl, and I'm really sad for the girlfriend he likes." The black girl looked at the bracelet and agreed with Lin Nian's evaluation, "I gave it to you, anyway, it didn't cost money when I received it. .”

"Thank you." Lin Nian put away the bracelets and left.

Lin Nian crossed the zebra crossing along the intersection pointed by the black girl on the cross road and walked away. A few black people came out of an alley and prepared to follow. The black girl saw a few people across the street and shouted loudly, "Hi! F- word you Dizard! keep away from my guest!"

"Hi! F-word you too, Contee! Keep your mouth shut!" A black man with bare shoulders shrank his head, turned his head and pointed the middle finger at the black girl. Lin Nian's figure in the distance had already disappeared.

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It’s not true that American citizens are inherently racist and look down on blacks. The fixed class system in the United States has made it impossible for these blacks to join the top of society in large numbers. Under low profits and short-time jobs without prospects, rising prices force these Blacks all want to get something for nothing, and some talented people are ready to turn around by singing Rap.

Lin Nian passed through the residential area and saw the bridge hole mentioned by the black girl. The more he walked towards the bridge, the more garbage on the side of the road. Most of them were unwanted clothes and trousers. There is a sharp contrast in the lawn.

Before Lin Nian approached, he heard a noise. From a distance, he saw a group of black people gathered under the bridge. He looked at the T-shirts and vests, the exposed tattoos, and the slightly exaggerated necklaces and jewelry. He literally wrote the words "I'm a gang member" all over his face.

It's not too late. No wonder.

Lin Nian sighed as he looked at a figure who leaked out from the gap in the crowd and sat down by the wall.

Still late.

(End of this chapter)