Sha Qing

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Shanier wrapped in an apricot brand-name thin old trench coat and walked in the dark streets where the cool breeze started to rise. He was starving to death now and wanted to refresh himself with a drink like cold beer, but there were only a few coins left in his pocket.

He just got out of Rex Island prison last month. The eleven-year prison term can be released from prison after serving two-thirds of the time, so in fact it only squatted for seven years and four months. He didn't feel anything worthwhile about it. For more than seven years, he could wipe out many things, such as accumulated wealth, status in the gang, and the beautiful girls who once loved him to death or live. .

Recalling those flesh-and-blood fights — that was a turbulent period known as the “Red and Blue Wars”, the two major gangs in New York and the blood gangs fell into a frantic melee to rob the territory. Gang gangs not only opened fire, but also the various forces in the Confederate alliance clashed, while other small gangs fumbled for water and scrambled for food leaks from the mouths of two white sharks fighting.

In this environment, the blood in each gang member's body is ignited like oil, and Shane is no exception. The blood gang he led led a fight with a gang gang. The guide / fire of the incident was that a member of the other party whistled at one of his girlfriends and called "Hi, 子 / 子", and was immediately He stabbed Eleven with his own hands, so his personal grievances quickly escalated into gang fights.

In fact, this incident is very common, and gang members basically treat extortion, drug trafficking and fighting as three meals a day. At that time, I encountered the FBI and SWAT SWAT teams to suppress the gang forces, and urgently needed several negative examples to kill the chicken tamarins. Shaneir was very unlucky to be selected and became one of the targets. The double informer who took the money on both sides betrayed his whereabouts to the police, and he was arrested by the FBI.

In order to plead guilty, he spent a staggering cost to hire a gold medal lawyer. The lawsuit was played for a full three years, but at the end he was told that the prosecution was the federal government, and he had no way out except to plead guilty-the federal government is always right Even if you are arrested because of passing soy sauce, you must plead guilty as long as you go to court. This is a matter of principle related to government face. Of course, as for what guilty and sentenced for several years, you can bargain with prosecutors and judges, trade with other fox-dog parties for prison terms, or you can put gold in the weighing pan of the statue of Lady Justice to make the balance of the trial crooked. To your side-that's another story.

In short, for this lawsuit, Shaneir spent most of his savings and finally convinced the statue of justice at the court to shorten the forty-year sentence to eleven years. During the lawsuit, he stayed in the detention center for three years. After the final trial, he continued to squat the rest of his sentence in Rex Island Prison.

Just after he was released from prison, Shaneir was still holding on to the idea of ​​resurgence, but it turned out that disasters, like Heng Cai, always came one after another: his beloved second-rate singer girlfriend rolled up the remaining millions of dollars and ran with black bodyguards. On the way to Mexico, where I lived and lived in two places; the hallway led by him was annexed by other members of the blood gang. When he tried to contact his subordinates when he was out of prison, he was almost **** by the new boss and dropped off Yangtou Bay. He asked his past friends for help. But many people's communication methods have failed, and some of the people who can be found are not much better than him. At most they can only help a few small denomination banknotes, and the ones who are in the limelight are unwilling to see him.

After more than seven years, the whole world has changed. But prison life was so dull that it obscured the concept of time, making him feel betrayed overnight.

He was angry, jealous, and resentful, and then struggled, frustrated, and exhausted. The sharp lack of material conditions and the rapid decline in living standards finally brought his focus back to the most primitive and practical items-fullness, warm clothing There is a place to live. All this requires money, and what he currently has nothing is money.

Money! Money! When you do n’t need it, you pile it in a safe like a stack of straw paper, and when you really need it, it ’s hard to make money! Feel free to find a job first? Gas stations, fast-food restaurants ... No, he can't afford to lose his face, and used to the life of being served by others, and then go back to serve others, he would rather kill himself!

He walked to a vending machine on the street corner, hesitated for a moment, and finally threw the few coins left in his pocket in exchange for a small pot of coffee. He cherished the canned coffee he once sniffed cherishly, thinking about the future.

The glass cabinet of the vending machine vaguely reflected his figure, with his tall tall, short golden brown hair, and narrow dark green eyes. When he was well-dressed in the past, he was a very attractive handsome guy. Now he is down and not trimmed, his charm is discounted, but he still looks above the standard. It is just a face of bitterness and deep hatred, which makes the towering nose and tight thin lips Reveal a thin fate.

If you don't want to starve to the street, you must accept the reality, Shane. He swears silently to himself reflected on the glass, that even if he steals or steals, he must find a way to get the first money, then start again, and climb up to your place again!

As if God heard his inner shout, he opened a window in front of him kindly-he suddenly found an advertisement on the wall behind the vending machine, the black text on the white background was clearly written An environmental protection agency recruited a group of volunteers to travel to other places to participate in "a certain risk" wildlife protection activities for a period of three months. During this period, the cost of food, food and transportation was unbelievable.

Shane is not a young man who is eager to find a job when he is just out of school. He knows the filth of society and the sinister heart. He carefully read this advertisement with a questioning mind, and deliberate about possible traps in the words. He quickly found it. What is unusual: The advertisement does not require any qualifications, qualifications or physical fitness for the recruiter, but only emphasizes the "spirit of dedication to environmental protection". What a "consecration" method? Shouldn't they be savages in the isolated virgin forest, Shaneir sneered with ridicule, feeling that their current living conditions are not as good as savages, at least they are not worried about eating and drinking.

His eyes remained on the salary for a long time. He counted the four zeros at the end of the number 3 and finally made up his mind. It ’s only three months of hardships and hardships. As for “there is a certain risk”, hell, is there anything more dangerous in this world than a prison bathhouse? He fought dozens of games back and forth, and ruthlessly smashed seven or eight heads on tiles and iron pipes, which basically prevented the assault on his buttocks-although only limited to behavioral deterrence, insignificant viewing It's everywhere, but he has cultivated so much that he can't bother to look at those eyes that can't cause substantial harm.

After tearing down the advertisement, he discarded the empty coffee jar and rushed to the recruitment address as shown.

An hour later, he found a four-story building that was not new, and he walked up the second floor from the stained narrow staircase into a spacious reception room. Immediately, a staff member stepped forward to ask and distributed several forms for him to fill in carefully.

In the columns of "relatives" and "contact address", Shaneir thought about it, filled in "None" truthfully, and then returned the form. He was taken to another large room to continue waiting, and was told that the results of the review would come out soon, and they would decide on the spot whether to hire him.

There are about forty or fifty people in this room, all bored waiting for the results. Shaneer glanced around: black men wearing hypertrophy rugby shirts and dirty sneakers, middle-aged blue-collared suits with rusty complexions, skinny old men with gray hair and struggling to hide with line caps, and some apparently came from slums and mixed on the streets The young man who passed by ... he suddenly felt a little strange. Why does this environmental protection agency post the recruitment advertisements in the humble corners of the backward streets, don't they want to hire more high-end people?

Maybe there is something tricky about it, for example, the salary is hydrated, and it is actually received much less than promised; or some safety or health measures do not meet government standards and dare not spread the fanfare, Chanel secretly thought. But he has no plans to leave, and in fact, he has no choice.

The waiting time was long, and the crowd could not help getting irritated. At this time, the staff brought me meals: bread, pizza, sandwiches and coffee, fruit juice. The variety was abundant, and the quantity was enough, enough for people to rush.

Shaneir also politely took away the weight he couldn't finish, and after a heavy meal, he lazily wanted to smoke a cigarette. He made this request to the staff with no hope, but the other party fulfilled it politely. Everyone who wanted to smoke in the room received a small box of tobacco. Although it was a miscellaneous brand, it still inspired everyone.

After eating and drinking, he deliberately looked at these people carefully, boringly guessing that one of them might become his temporary colleague. A moment later, his eyes stopped on a figure in the corner of the room.

——It's a fancy young Asian, about twenty-three or four years old, who looks like a Chinese or Japanese, leaning on a sofa with his legs tilted, and playing with a naked woman's picture without anyone else Playing cards. Under the bright fluorescent light, his well-defined side face is facing Shanier, and his long eyelashes and beautiful jaw are like the most proud work of oil painter.

Shaneir looked at him, hoping to capture the moment when the other side turned his face forward.

Soon after he achieved his wish, the youth seemed to feel the gaze and turned to glance at the look of a detective.

When Shaneer saw him clearly, he nodded ceremonially, and then turned away. The other person's looks are handsome, but they are not as beautiful as they are. The degree of bad clothes and golden hair is reduced.-Shaneer has always believed that for yellow people, it is the most suitable. It is still black hair, too light hair color and not fair skin is simply a defeat of taste.

This Asian young man looked like a bird with a dazzling feather color, which gave Shanier a urge to grab him and repaint it. If this was eight years ago, he might do this, but now he has not adjusted / taught the leisure and spare money of those pretty boys and girls. In fact, he is also being painted and taught by the cool society.

At this time, the staff walked into the room again, and issued badges with numbers to some people who were waiting. A total of 24 badges were issued. Others who were not issued were kindly invited out.

Looking at the declining number of rooms, Shaneir knew that the twenty-four people, including himself, should be those who passed the preliminary examination. Strangely enough, those who were a little decent compared to others were mostly eliminated, and the rest were ashamed and ashamed.

In the next personal interview, those who stayed were called in turn to the small room next door to talk alone, and they all went back and forth. People inevitably got a little nervous and started talking in a low voice. Shaneer consciously has nothing to say to guys at these levels, and would rather stand in front of the coffee machine and refill.

On the nearby sofa, the young Asians were still playing with the playing cards in their hands. While despising his seatlessness, Shaneir admitted that he was among the most classy and toxic people in this class. He is considered a rare seductive presence.

As a member of the Appearance Association, he thought about it and felt that he might as well get to know each other in the past-if he could further develop a relationship, he would barely be called an affair.

"Hey, do you need coffee?" He walked to the sofa and passed a clean cup full, greeting him in a relaxed and friendly tone.

The young man looked up at him and took the cup unceremoniously, without thanking him, but just pulling the corner of his mouth and smiling.

In this smile, Shaneille involuntarily jumped out of the words of a famous director: "Some people are born to add glory to this messy world."

Those cheap clothes, vulgar tastes, messy mixes, including his most annoying dyed hair (even a little black was born at the root of the hair, oh, nauseating two) ... everything is out of harmony It's all faded, although it's just a fake, perfunctory smile.

He was suddenly interested in learning more about each other, both in terms of identity and physical.

"My name is Shane," he reached out to the other. "Maybe in the next three months, we will become colleagues and partners. How about getting to know each other?"

The young man shook his hand indifferently, "Loe."

Shanier sat down next to him, resting his arms naturally on the back of the chair like countless street conversations, "their job ads attracted you, right, about environmental protection. Seriously, I also I feel that human beings are too demanding on the earth, wanton deforestation, hunting wild animals ... "

"——No, I have no interest in environmental protection or anything." Luo Yi interrupted his improvisation.

Shaneir hid the embarrassment well, and smiled and asked, "What are you interested in? Maybe we still have a common hobby ..."

"Money." The young Asian replied very simply, "I'm only interested in money." He glanced harshly at the appearance of the partner and said in a careless tone: "I know what you want to do, Would you like to go to bed with me? No problem, two hundred at a time, five hundred nights, and other props. I have n’t done this business for a while, but, considering you ’re a handsome guy, I ’ll consider whether to pick you up List. "

It turned out to be a male prostitute ... Charnell was shocked for a moment. The **** worker who had no shame in openly bargaining was not untouched, but he did not expect to encounter one at this level. His previous thoughts about Yan Yu were smashed into thin soup. The other party was of the type of public bus. He couldn't afford to worry about cleaning the engine and repainting, which caused him to get annoyed by the bright moonlight ditch. This annoyance may come from another One reason: He can't afford to pay for it at all now, let alone Bao Ye, it is not enough at a time.

He turned his face almost immediately and got up to shake off a sentence: "Sorry, I haven't gotten to the point where I need to buy / spring to solve the demand!"

The other party didn't seem to mind being discriminated against. He squeaked off the coffee in the cup and handed it back to him: "Excuse me, please pour me another cup."

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