Amidst the yin and yang voices, two men in loose coats and trousers with colorful hair and strange hairstyles walked towards Jason.
The leader had a chain around his neck that was as thick as an index finger.
Not gold.
It should be iron, or stainless steel.
Kind of like a dog leash.
With malicious smiles on their faces, the two stood in front of Jason.
Jason frowned.
The scene in front of me was a little strange.
Although the chain of contempt is like a food chain, it is everywhere.
Naturally, anyone can step on the lowest end of the chain of contempt of homeless people.
Especially this kind of idle bastard.
He even likes to bully people at the lowest end of the chain of contempt.
So it's not surprising that the two wanted to bully a homeless man.
but!
It's morning!
To be precise, early morning!
Two punks showing up early in the morning to trouble a bum
It is surprising in itself.
As for staying up all night
There was no smell of smoke or alcohol on their bodies, nor did they look sluggish after staying up all night.
Came here to trouble him
Jason thought.
And at this time, the leader had already spoken.
"Hand over the pastry in your hand?"
The other party said so.
Want to grab my food
Jason squinted, and he slowly closed the paper bag.
The other two immediately laughed.
The leader was even more dismissive of Jason. He had seen too many homeless people like this, and he didn't need any tricks. He just needed to scare him and he would succeed.
This time, of course...
Huh!
The homeless man in front of me is very tall.
This look is a little bit fierce.
Why am I a little scared.
Why can't I control my hands and feet.
The Adam's apple moved up and down, and the gangster in the head looked at Jason who stood up, and after meeting Jason's looking down eyes, his legs began to spin, and his whole body trembled.
That kind of sharpness like a knife, mixed with the breath of a predator, completely intimidated the little gangster in front of him.
"You, what are you doing?"
The leader of the gangsters stammered and asked.
"Throw out the trash."
Jason grabbed the opponent by the collar and lifted him up.
After the feet left the ground, the other party became more and more panicked.
"let me go!"
"let go!"
The other party yelled, but that didn't stop Jason from opening the trash can beside him and throwing the other party in with his head down.
However, before throwing it in again, Jason shook it vigorously.
Crack, crack.
The wallet, lighter, cigarettes, and the dog leash all fell to the floor.
And the other gangster turned around and ran away.
But just one step away, Jason grabbed the back of his neck and carried him back.
"Excuse me, forgive me."
the other party shouted.
"Garbage, it should go where the garbage should be."
As Jason said, he shook the one in his hand and stuffed it head-down.
There was another wallet on the ground.
Jason raised his hand to pick up the two wallets, put the lighter in his pocket, and threw the cigarettes and dog leash into the trash can.
"You provoked me for no reason and made my breakfast cold for 5 seconds, which caused me to suffer great mental damage. These are considered spiritual compensation."
Taking out the banknotes inside, Jason threw the wallet back and closed the lid of the trash can.
There are one hundred and twenty bills.
It's two people added up.
Jason didn't know the purchasing power of the money for the time being, but he knew that the purpose of the two couldn't be the pastries in his hands.
It is the female pastry chef who made these pastries.
Or to be precise, it should be that the female pastry chef's act of looking for her sister just now made some guys timid.
That's why these two guys were sent to make trouble.
Of course, the methods of the two gangsters are destined not to be on the table. After they snatch the pastry, there is a high probability that they will slander the pastry made by the female pastry chef and make people eat diarrhea and other words, so that people around people misunderstood the female pastry chef.
Very simple means.
But effective enough.
Jason is sure that the people around him have gone through such a scene, and even the most enthusiastic people will feel suspicious.
It's not easy for people to trust people that much.
Building trust takes a long time.
destroy trust
One moment is enough.
emmm...
The pastries are so delicious.
The sweet and soft Trough Cake was swallowed after chewing.
The empty stomach immediately gave rise to a sense of satisfaction.
Jason took out the second trough cake and looked at the other side of the pastry paper bag.
This side is an advertisement for a patisserie.
The very simple one, with a picture of a dog crawling on a pile of pastries, with 'Watchdog Bakery' written on top.
Watchdog
What a weird name.
Even if it wasn't for the act of looking for his sister, sooner or later the name would have caused trouble for someone.
Thinking about it, Jason took out the third trough cake.
There are a total of three trough cakes in the bag.
After Jason finished eating, he clapped his hands.
Fold the bag and put it in the trolley.
He planned to go to the pastry shop, firstly to settle the money just now, and secondly to remind the female pastry chef.
It was not because he was not full and wanted to eat more.
'Watchdog Bakery' is at 115 Pea Point Road.
This address is written on the packaging bag and the slip of paper.
And the street park is directly opposite to Wandoujiao Road.
Pushing the cart, Jason didn't cross the road.
Standing at the intersection, Jason pushed the trolley through when the green light turned on.
A homeless man squatting on the side of the road has been staring at Jason who was standing not far away just now. After realizing that Jason didn't pay attention to him at all and was just passing by, the homeless man was relieved.
Then, facing the person walking behind him again, he raised the piece of paper in his hand.
Written in bold black pen on it—
I am very tired.
I need food.
…
Jason naturally saw such a card.
Then, after crossing the road, he looked at the cart.
Soon, similar cards were found.
However, he wrote this: I am very hungry and I need food.
"Very apt."
Jason chuckled, and directly used his hands hard.
Click, click.
In the crisp sound, the cardboard directly became a ball of paper.
A man does not eat food that is cheap!
He has hands and feet, neither crazy nor stupid, neither old nor old.
The [Predator] talent deep in his soul, and the shouts of those chasing huge monsters echoing in his ears, all told him that he was hunting, not begging.
Jason raised his hand and threw the ball of paper into the trash can.
Moving forward, Jason spent 1 cent to buy today's newspaper at the news stop.
PY86.11.1
This newspaper not only told Jason the exact date, but also gave Jason a rough idea of the purchasing power.
At the same time, there is more definite evidence that the two gangsters were instigated by others.
Moreover, the person who ordered the two of them was very generous.
With such a guess, Jason came to the gate of No. 15 Wandoujiao Road.
The sign for 'Watch Dogs Bakery' is up.
There is also an open sign on the door.
However, the window was closed from the inside.
Jason raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Boom, boom, boom.
There were footsteps inside, but no one answered.
Boom, boom, boom.
Jason knocked on the door again.
This time, an impatient and hoarse voice came from the room.
"who?"
"Check the water meter."