Chapter 168 The Bizarre Tramp: No, I’m Japanese
The cashier looked at the car he had just scanned, and then looked at the other three cars, with a confused look on his face.
Fortunately, the other cashiers who were free on one side saw it and enthusiastically came forward to help.
Both of them moved very quickly, and it didn’t take them long to finish scanning them all.
"The total is one thousand eight hundred and sixty-three US dollars..."
The cashier saw neat banknotes placed in front of him before he asked whether to pay cash or pay by card.
After counting, there are exactly nineteen.
"Don't look for the extra ones."
Su Fan took out a board of chocolates from his pocket, tore it open, bit it into pieces, chewed it, and then frowned.
Sweet and charming.
However, there was enough sugar, which also allowed Su Fan to regain some strength.
Throwing things into two big bags until they were full, he swung them up, put them on his shoulders and left, leaving the security guard at the door dumbfounded.
Su Fan was carrying two big bags of food and was going back to the antique store.
A young man who didn’t look very strong, carrying two large bags half as tall as a man, attracted a lot of people’s attention.
It also caused some people to take a peek.
As his cultivation level improved step by step, Su Fan could now feel the gazes of others towards him at will.
Especially the look with malice and greed.
Mengtou did not give any warning simply because the other party was too weak to pose any threat to Su Fan.
Su Fan turned his head and looked in the direction of his sight, and found several young people with darker skin colors gathering together.
Tramp?
The weather is getting colder and colder, and homeless people nearby are starting to gather here in California.
However, the number of homeless people is too dense. There should not be that many in previous years...
Ah...
Su Fan suddenly remembered, Bai Mengxie Christian things.
Even if the situation gradually calms down, the police patrols and subsequent hidden danger inspections will still continue.
The tents were cleared regularly and the work of driving away homeless people had to stop.
Damn Baimeng...
Su Fan's face was expressionless, and he made another note of Baimeng in his heart.
To be fair, Su Fan didn't have much ill will towards the homeless man.
Perhaps the other person is not an ordinary person who has suffered sudden changes and his family has fallen into decline?
However, the premise is that the other party will not turn into a robber who buys for zero yuan based on his skin color.
If they dare to smash, loot, and burn his antique store, he will let these people know what it means to be a gangster.
When they noticed that Su Fan was looking this way, they didn't turn around one by one, but walked over very simply.
Huh?
Su Fan was confused.
Are these people so brave?
After gathering a few people, you want to come over and beg forcibly?
Su Fan thought like this, took out two pieces of chocolate from his pocket, chewed them and swallowed them, and then looked at several people blocking him.
"Hey, brother, can you give us some money to spend?"
The leading young man stepped forward and looked at Su Fan who was chewing something opposite, with a little ridicule in his eyes.
I don’t have a car, and when I walk out of the supermarket carrying the groceries I have purchased, I am still a pushy Asian.
There is no more ideal target than this.
The companions who followed him on one side were also laughing and joking.
In their eyes, the way Su Fan kept eating was no different from being mentally retarded.
"If you are hungry, go to the rescue station to get something to eat. Get out of here."
Su Fan was still chewing something in his mouth, but it did not prevent him from speaking.
He felt a little stronger after eating something. Now he just wanted to go back and continue to repair his injuries and strengthen himself.
Su Fan replied forcefully, which was beyond their expectations.
The homeless men were stunned for a moment, and then immediately looked angry.
“You retard doesn’t understand what we are saying, I’m asking you to hand over your fucking money, do you hear me!”
The leading black man took out a dagger, and the other men immediately blocked Su Fan's retreat and covered his sight. Su Fan swallowed what was in his mouth and raised his hand.
The vision of the homeless man holding the knife suddenly turned upside down, and then a sharp pain came from the back of his head. He was dizzy and had no idea what happened, so he fainted.
The other people surrounding Su Fan were stunned.
As a third person, they still didn’t see clearly what happened. They only saw the Asian young man appearing in front of his friends at some unknown time.
Then the man holding the knife rose into the air, and his body seemed to be driven by a propeller. After turning 180 degrees in the air, he landed heavily on the ground with a "plop".
One of the sharp-eyed among the few people discovered that the dagger previously held by his companion was held in the hand of the Asian boy at some point.
That’s right, it’s pinching!
"You... you freak, what did you just do?!"
Someone boldly asked tremblingly.
A completely incomprehensible and bizarre scene unfolded before my eyes.
If they were not worried that they would not be able to survive on the street after betraying their trust, they would have fled long ago.
At this moment, a shout came from not far away.
"Officer, right here!"
This voice finally shattered the last courage of several people.
They ran away without any hesitation!
As for the one who fainted on the ground, wish yourself good luck!
Su Fan did not chase those people and continued walking forward.
"Accidentally" stepped on and broke the lower leg bone of the unconscious black man on the ground.
At the corner not far away, a slovenly-looking young man poked his head out and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Su Fan was the only one left.
Then he came forward.
Su Fan did not stop the other party from stepping forward.
In fact, the police didn't come at all. The voice just now was just the man in front of me deliberately trying to scare the homeless people.
"The situation just now was too dangerous, are you okay?"
"It's okay."
Su Fan answered casually, and then looked at the other person up and down.
"You are a homeless man too, why are you shouting in that voice?"
We are strangers, not relatives, and they are committing crimes in a gang.
Don’t hide away, why do you suddenly become so kind?
"What are you talking about? Tramps also have the professional ethics of tramps. They are robbers. Do robbers understand? I and they are not the same kind of people at all."
Hearing Su Fan's inquiry, the slovenly young man became a little anxious.
"It has destroyed the security in this area. What will happen when the police come and chase people away?"
"I just set up the tent here yesterday, damn it."
< br>"A bunch of idiots, their vision is as short-sighted as mice"
Su Fan frowned listening to the half-baked English, strange grammar, and familiar metaphors.
“Are you from China?”
Short-sighted, a typical Chinese idiom.
Compared with China, the languages, histories and cultures of other Asian countries are not so rich.
Many Chinese people have unknowing speaking habits, and when translated into English, they always feel strangely formal.
After being recognized by Su Fan, the young man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.
"No, iamaJapanese (no, I am Japanese)... Um, Watashiwa... Neon Kinders."
Su Fan finally spoke after listening to the stumbling Japanese.
"...Howareyou? (How are you?)"
"I'mfine, thankyou, andyou? (I'm fine, thank you, and you?)"
After conditioned reflex to say this, the young man's face became visibly embarrassed.
(End of this chapter)