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In Tokyo

The savings on Minghai Longma have been spent almost the same amount.

In just a few days, he found another job, but the hierarchy of Japan is very strict, and the workplace is even more so. Not to mention superiors and subordinates, old employees who have been in charge of the same level can be domineering to the newcomers. The newcomers dare not talk back, for fear of being placed in a "disrespectful seniors", "undisciplined, and uneducated". They have to last for a year or two, even in small places.

With Minghai Longma's temper, it goes without saying that the result is already anger. He is anxious and bored and dissatisfied with his seniors. He had a conflict because of a trivial matter. Fortunately, he did not fight this time, but he just had a irritable fight. However, the store manager still apologized to him that it was not suitable and could not continue.

The sky is vast and the earth is vast, but the dragon and horse cannot find a place to live. The previous friend of the fox and the dog had known how desolate he was, and it would be okay to come out to play together. When he talked about borrowing money, he immediately stammered.

If this continues, before using up only a small amount of money, you will either go back to the Four Kingdoms or ask for help from the master.

Before he knew it, Minghai Longma was surprised to find that he had subconsciously walked to the vicinity of Yuefeng High School in Wenjing District.

Looking at the many young peers who came to see them talking and laughing, Minghai couldn't help but feel envious.

Once upon a time he was one of them. Staying in a greenhouse is not very warm, but it is also a good place to go.

But now I'm running around for a living.

He carried his shoulder bag and was bored to walk somewhere else.

A few people came to me and called him in surprise.

One of them pointed at Minghai in surprise:

"Hey, isn't this Minghai!"

"Minghai?!"

“…”

Several people gathered around. Minghai took a closer look and found that it was a few friends in the third grade, and he immediately subconsciously frowned.

Actually, I am not very familiar with it, but one of them is his friend. He doesn't really want to meet familiar people in this situation.

"Minghai!"

My friend's face changed. Unexpectedly, I could see Minghai Longma near the school. I frowned and walked forward to pull Minghai and walked to the side:

"I didn't tell you last time... Forget it, come with me!"

"do what?"

Minghai followed his friend under the telephone pole next to him for unknown reasons.

"Have you found a job?"

"without."

He took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, and took a sip of it in a cowardly manner.

"...I didn't say last time that I didn't have money and didn't come to me, but you also found a school..."

My friend complained, and took out a scattered 3,000-day yen from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand:

"I borrowed you for the last time. Don't come to me in the future. Take care of yourself."

The friend frivolously stuffed the change into Minghai's hands and trotted all the way to the friends who had just gone, their shadows gradually drifted away, and only the dragon horses of Minghai who were alone were stunned.

“…”

Is this, alms?

Perhaps because his friend misunderstood that he was pestering him, he was seen by Minghai Longma with a slight disgust and impatient tone. He held the scattered coins tightly and gritted his teeth tightly, but in the end he still silently stuffed the money into his pocket instead of chasing him with a strong backbone and throwing the money on the ground and saying no.

Because he is indeed short of money now.

Somehow, Minghai Longma looked at the students who were talking and laughing, and felt that their pure school uniforms were so dazzling and burning in his eyes.

He left the area in disgust and continued to wander the streets of Tokyo

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A few days later

Some corner of the streets of Tokyo.

Hailongma, who was disheveled and looked a little embarrassed, walked away for a day, was so tired that he was forced to sit on the ground on the same street with the homeless men he looked down upon.

Seeing a homeless man getting up, he sat tiredly on the ground and kicked the bowl in front of him with anger.

Some people think that Neon is an economic power, with few or no homeless people or beggars, but in fact there are still some.

However, because begging in Neon is considered a minor crime, the number of beggars is smaller.

The beggar who directly asks for money for someone, but the homeless man who doesn't cause trouble is the homeless man. He should be in the position of the beggar.

Some people say that neon homeless men are poets, but why are homeless men "poets" because rather than saying that they are "beggars", they are actually closer to "frustrated people in life".

Apart from the wanderers who have no independent experience and are lazy by nature, there are still some people who cannot adapt to the depressed social atmosphere in Japan. They actively give up returning to the workplace with complex interpersonal relationships. They are unwilling to lose themselves and voluntarily choose to become losers in their lives. Some people have said, "If you live a wandering life for the past year, you don't want to work step by step again, because life without an alarm clock is happy."

People who are not good at interpersonal relationships in Japan will become homeless people. They were once loyal members, qualified leaders, and successful people, but for various reasons...

Of course, Minghai Longma did not pay attention to these things, and looked at the homeless people around him with a little disgust. In fact, they were in a good spirit, and some even sat on the ground holding newspapers and reading them carefully.

Minghai Longma lowered her head and felt embarrassed to sit here in a mess.

After a little rest, Minghai decided to find a place to rest.

A few thousand yen borrowed by a friend is nothing. After all, in Tokyo, it costs a thousand yuan to eat a little, and it will be spent soon.

But before he got up, he heard a crisp sound of "ding". He looked up in shock and saw a middle-aged man passing by throwing a 500 yen coin into the bowl in front of him as if nothing had happened.

Minghai Longma stared at the bowl.

Twenty minutes later, another little boy threw 100 yen in.

One after another, the bowls in front of him saved up nearly a thousand yen.

It is not a small amount for the current Minghai Dragon Horse.

Minghai hesitated for a moment and looked around. No one was staring at him. Even if there was, he was still a little disgusting gaze that seemed to be looking at the homeless man.

After struggling for a moment, Minghai Ryuma hesitated and hesitantly grabbed the thousand yen coins and held them in his hand.

This is not a small amount of money for him now, and he is empty and has a few meals.

Yu Guang saw that the homeless man was about to come back not far away. Minghai Longma's face changed, and he subconsciously stuffed the coin into his pocket and left in a hurry.

Then, under the strange eyes of the convenience store clerk, he bought a box of instant noodles and ham in a mess, soaked a bowl in the convenience store, and started eating it voraciously.

Then he carried his shoulder bag with satisfaction. It was already 11 o'clock in the evening. He came to a bridge hole. He couldn't afford to stay in the hotel for the time being. He has been here in the past few days...

Minghai's face changed. In the past few days, he occupied a good position in the bridge hole and was occupied by a homeless man.

The bridge hole was also very cold at night, and only this corner was blocked from the wind and could barely sleep.

He yelled the homeless man to get up.

"There is a location next to you, so why don't you go wherever you go?" said the homeless man in his forties, curled his lips.

"Get up!"

Minghai pulled his neck impatiently and threw it away, not listening to what he said.

Seeing Minghai's body strong and strong body, the other party changed his face. He said nothing, and moved away without saying a word and hid in another corner.

"This is such a good location, will I give it to you?"

Seeing a wild dog lying next to him, Minghai frowned and kicked him with a fishy body odor.

"Everyone deserves to compete with me?"

Minghai Ryuma took out the bedding from his bag and put it on the cold mud floor, and pulled his neck fiercely: "Ha, you are far from it..."

The wild dog whimpered and fled in a panic, while the homeless man hurried in the corner silently, indifferent.

The huge bridge is empty and lonely, and only the cold wind whistles by.

The proud Minghai Longma smile suddenly froze, and his emotions suddenly became lonely to the bottom.

He lay on the bedside with a self-deprecating look, tossing and turning, his eyes suddenly turned red.

It turns out that he can only compete with homeless people and wild dogs to prove his strength?

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A street corner of one day

The penniless roaring sea, dragon horses and horses are no different from homeless people. Their unkempt and dirty faces have not been cleaned and taken care of for several days. They exuded a strong body odor as disgusting as beggars.

He dragged his tired body and looked dull. When he passed by an alley, he found someone dumping outdated food.

Minghai's eyes suddenly lit up, and hesitated for a moment, and began to swell in the trash can with a stick.

He really found a few expired biscuit packaging bags, ate them voraciously, and casually unscrewed the remaining mineral water on the side to match them.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the cold evening breeze blew, and the only little self-esteem of the Longma in the Songhai drove him to squat in the shadow of the alley to eat.

He greedily sucked the biscuit crumbs at his fingertips, barely eating and drinking enough to recover his strength.

"call……"

He breathed a sigh of relief, and he had been through this few days barely. He was hungry and thirsty and went through the trash can and went back to the bridge to rest at night. He felt that his self-esteem was slowly dissipating, and he even considered whether to go to a custom shop to be a cowherd, or maybe he should really go back to his hometown in the Four Kingdoms in shame.

This dark alley is rarely visited, but there is noisy noise at this moment. The dragon horse of Minghai glanced at it, covered his stomach and rested, ignoring them.

A shrill scream sounded in my ears and the sound of the collision of swords and metals getting closer and closer.

More than a dozen men in floral shirts held ball sticks and knives and rods to drive two men who fled in a panic. Although there were many people, the other party was fierce and cruel to eat people and peel them. Suddenly, the narrow alley was in chaos.

"Damn it, where did you come from the stinky beggar? Get out of here!"

A floral shirt gangster who was pushed was accidentally tripped by Minghai's legs and feet. He let out a "tui" in disgust, and kicked Minghai Longma with great momentum. He surrounded and killed without hesitation, and stopped looking at him.

“…”

Minghai stayed in the corner and rested, but he never thought that he would suddenly suffer a disaster and was hit hard by a lower abdomen. But what made him even more angry was that this guy regarded him as a beggar and homeless man's contemptuous attitude, which immediately ignited the grievances and resentment that had been suppressed in his heart.

"Go to die!"
Chapter completed!