Brainoid

As a staunch Bolshevik, Qi Min has no favorable impression of the United States, the largest bastion of capitalism, but most of the time fate leaves no room for choice.

But after arriving in this small place where her doctoral school was located, Qi Min actually felt quite adaptable. The boss is not pushy, and the colleagues around me are also very Buddhist. They get off work at a certain time every day, and then go out with friends to hang out. Qi Min's first friend here was Yelena, a Russian girl from the same class as her. At first, she heard that her family still had a little money, but later she learned that Yelena's family was also a small oligarch.

I always felt that being friends with the daughter of an oligarch would risk being shot, but compared to the legendary BOURGEOISIE, Yelena is actually a staunch Marxist-Leninist - they say there is no class that betrays interests, but only individuals who betray the class. This is generally the case. in this way. But Yelena is not that in line with the STEREOTYPE of the Soviet Bolsheviks. She came to the United States to study for a doctorate out of hobby, and she did not come to instigate anyone to rebel. In addition, she still had a lot of money in her hands. She didn’t learn anything else when she arrived, so she learned to follow the local people. The young people wandered together.

She even dated Qi Min for half a year. Later, Yelena found a girlfriend - a German undergraduate, a very artistic girl. In order to avoid suspicion, she deliberately kept a distance from Yelena after get off work.

In fact, Yelena is quite... how should I put it? She has a boyfriend in China, which is equivalent to being recognized by her family. But according to Yelena, she didn't want to cheat, she just wanted to try dating a girl, and homosexuality was not well received in Russia, so she definitely had to come abroad. Qi Min did not comment on this, as the world of rich people was not something she could understand.

And as far as Qi Min's financial situation is concerned, she is indeed too embarrassed to let Yelena pay for her outings. But in fact, she lived in a cheap rental house on the edge of the slums. Even when she bought a gun, she bought an N-hand old Type 54 - which basically cost only one shipping fee, because the gun was not worth it in the first place. Dozens of dollars.

Every night, some strange sounds would come from the slums across the street. Qi Min was a little scared when he first arrived, but he got used to it within a month. Anyway, she carries a gun when she goes out at night. Even if she only got a B in the shooting class in her undergraduate degree at such a close range, it would be easy to break an arm with one shot.

Yelena often said that Americans just can't be tolerated. It's just that she means that she can't get used to it socially, and for Qi Min, violence must also be a deterrent to the people around her.

But this day was just an ordinary day for Qi Min, who often went shopping at night wearing sunglasses and carrying a gun.

She picked up a sandwich and a bag of potato chips from a convenience store on the edge of the slums. She was standing in front of the shelf thinking about what carbonated drink she should drink today, when she suddenly heard someone arguing in the middle of the shelf near the door.

The accents sounded like they were all locals, and it was probably just a small thing like bumping into someone while walking. But after she started scolding, she heard "CHING CHONG", and looked up and saw that it was a sloppy young white man dragging a wearing Collar of man with helmet.

From Qi Min's point of view, it was impossible to tell what race the man wearing the helmet was, but the person who was scolded "CHING CHONG" by the redneck was an Asian after all. Qi Min thought to himself, since he is Asian, he must help no matter what. In the eyes of red necks, there is no distinction between China, Japan, and Korea, so Asians should also be united.

So she walked over and took out the N-hand 54 from her pocket, and suddenly pressed it against the little foreigner's lower back.

The little foreign devil seemed to be frightened suddenly, and turned around with some fear. Qi Min saw the brother wearing a helmet opposite, also holding a dagger with a blade length of at least twenty centimeters.

Oh, it doesn’t seem to be the usual situation where Asians are bullied.

"You know where this place is. You don't know how you will die if you cause trouble here." Qi Min said to the little foreign devil who made trouble.

Her accent sounded like Chinese plastic English. However, at this time, the foreign devil did not dare to say anything. He just smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't know before..."

"Get away." The helmeted brother put the dagger back into the inner pocket of his jacket and said coldly.

The little foreign devil who felt that Asians were easy to bully but encountered hard problems quickly ran away. Qi Min put the gun back in his pocket and asked the helmeted brother in Chinese: "Chinese?"

"Ah... they are Chinese." The brother wearing the helmet nodded, but his Chinese accent was a bit strange, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Qi Min smiled and joked casually, "I didn't expect you to use a controlled knife instead of a gun."

Through the helmet's visor, Qi Min vaguely saw the other party smiling a little awkwardly. He seemed to hesitate for two seconds, then switched back to English with a local accent and said: "Don't stay here, that kid might find someone to come."

He carried the bag in his hand - only then did Qi Min notice that he was holding the bag in his left hand - walked to the counter and handed the bag to the convenience store owner. After taking the money, he was about to walk out when he saw Qi Min still standing There, I had to say in English again: "Let's go! That guy will probably bring someone with him."

Qi Min probably understood that the little foreigner should know the brother wearing the helmet. So she was involved in a gang fight in the ghetto? It is rare for an Asian to join a gang, let alone this person who claims to be "Chinese." Although calling yourself Chinese in an English context can also represent ethnicity, saying "Chinese" in Chinese is usually considered to represent nationality. Or at least culturally recognized.

However, she was not interested in participating in street fights in the slums anyway. Qi Min listened to others' advice and immediately paid the bill and left the convenience store.

When she was checking out, the convenience store owner, who already knew her, told her, "It's too late, go home quickly."

It can be seen that this area is also unsafe for locals at night. When Qi Min walked out of the convenience store, she saw the brother wearing a helmet standing next to a motorcycle, as if waiting for her.

"Get out of here quickly, the Americans in this shabby place are very vindictive." He said to Qi Min in English with a local accent - the accent was slightly inconsistent with the content, "Where are you going? I will take you there?" "

However, Qi Min didn't care very much. Yelena also knew a few local dangerous elements here, and knew that the real gangs here were Latinos. They looked like pure white people who had just graduated from the society, and they should just be unemployed in mixed society. Just young people.

However, when compatriots showed concern, Qi Min still politely replied in English: "I'm going home right away. I don't live in a slum, and it's pretty quiet over there."

"Then why do you want to go to the slums to buy things?" The helmeted brother was a little surprised. "Even if you have a gun... Well, having a gun is almost enough."