Chapter 663 The Stars Are Yours (78)
The two did not stay here for too long, but left quickly.
The clothes they wear also tell the people around them that they have a special status.
Regardless of their clothing or temperament, these two people are out of place here.
Poverty will inspire some darkness in people's hearts. The driver has reminded them many times along the way that someone is staring at their pockets in any corner.
Because Yun Jun looks very rich, and the golden cane in his hand can allow any family here to leave the shanty town and live a good life without worries about food and clothing.
In the face of huge temptation, the human heart cannot withstand consideration, not to mention that here, many consciences have been drowned by poverty.
The driver meant well, but there was no way he would put himself in a dangerous situation for the sake of two customers.
After all, there is nothing you can do about it even if you are beaten or robbed.
So the driver started to persuade.
"You two should leave before dark, otherwise once it gets dark, you won't be able to leave if you want to."
Yunjun nodded.
Of course he knows the situation here, and the place he wants to go is right in front, he just needs to stop for a few minutes.
Zhou Ye followed him and continued walking forward. After a while, Yun Jun stopped and stopped in front of a low small house.
The driver shouted for help. After a while, an old figure walked out shakily. She was an extremely short old woman. Her white hair was piled on her head like a mess of grass. Her figure was stooped and moved like a The wooden pile also spoke in an extremely hoarse voice.
She raised her head, but there was still some sparkle in her eyes.
"Who are you?"
Yun Jun spoke.
"Where was the man who lived here before?"
The old woman thought for a while, then raised her head and glanced at Yun Jun with great effort.
"Why are you looking for him?" Yun Jun took out five hundred lukas from his wallet and handed it over without saying a word.
"Where is he?"
The old woman spoke obviously much faster now. She squeezed the five hundred luka tightly and recalled it very seriously.
"It's a foreigner, right?"
"Yes."
"I know him. He lived here before. Then he died and the house belonged to me."
An understatement tells a person's final fate.
Zhou Ye only felt that Yun Jun's hand was slightly tense, and his white fingertips seemed to be at a loss as he rubbed her palm more frequently, but his face was still calm and unresponsive.
He just took one last look at the low little room, then nodded slightly, said thank you, then grabbed Zhou Ye's hand and turned around to walk back.
After leaving the slum, when they returned to the car, they found that the men who had been following them had surrounded the taxi in a full circle.
Several shirtless men stared at the two of them with dark and dull eyes, and some of them even held a stick in their hands.
The driver was frightened. He ran over and shouted.
"Don't smash the car. Don't smash the car. I'll give each of you a thousand luka, and you can leave."
The men looked at each other without speaking, their eyes fixed on Yun Jun.
"You are so rich, why don't you give us some money?"
Anyone can see that Yunjun is rich. They don't understand high-end customized clothes, limited leather shoes, or the priceless black gold cane, but they can see the temperament of Yunjun and Zhou Ye.
They want money by any means necessary.
(End of chapter)