Huang Dehan had been hungry for a whole day and couldn't bear it anymore, so he deliberately made his face dirty so that no one would recognize him.
He originally wanted to go to the restaurant to beg for some food, but before he even entered the restaurant, he was chased away like a fly.
He had no choice but to go to the food stalls to find food.
Seeing someone pay the bill and leave, he hurried forward, grabbed the leftovers and stuffed them into his mouth.
The waiter saw it and hurried over to chase him away, "Go, go, go! Don't dirty our plates."
Huang Dehan ignored the waiter and kept stuffing food into his mouth.
Seeing that Huang Dehan refused to leave, the waiter took a broom and directly hit Huang Dehan, "Go away, you lunatic, don't dirty our place."
It turns out that in the eyes of others, I am a madman.
Huang Dehan suddenly felt a sense of sadness and his eyes became red for no apparent reason.
He was once a favored child of heaven, but now...
Huang Dehan felt like a mixture of mixed feelings, and he felt particularly uncomfortable.
But he couldn't stop his hands because he was really too hungry.
He couldn't care less about the pain in his body.
One customer couldn't stand it anymore and said to the waiter, "Don't bother with a lunatic. If he wants to eat it, just let him eat it. It will be thrown away anyway."
The waiter said angrily: "Who knows if he has any infectious diseases? He has soiled the plates. How can we serve them to our guests?"
After hearing this, the guest thought it made sense and stopped speaking for Huang Dehan.
A middle-aged man was sitting not far away, his eagle-like sharp eyes staring at Huang Dehan, like a hunter seeing his prey.
Huang Dehan kept stuffing things into his mouth until it was full, and then he left.
But Huang Dehan had just taken a few steps when a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder from behind.
Huang Dehan was startled, thinking it was the police. He didn't even dare to look back and ran away.
But the hand on his shoulder was like an iron clamp, gripping his shoulder tightly, making him unable to run away.
Huang Dehan wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth was full of food. In his panic, he choked on his trachea and everything in his mouth sprayed out. He coughed and gasped for breath.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." The person behind him said slowly.
After Huang Dehan recovered, he turned around and saw that it was not a policeman. He then felt relieved.
"Then why are you holding me?"
Huang Dehan was so angry that he lost everything he had just eaten.
The man pointed to a table not far away and asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat with me?"
Huang Dehan looked at the man warily. He didn't believe there was a free dinner in this world, so he asked, "Why are you being nice to me? Just tell me what your purpose is."
The man chuckled and said, "I think you are also a smart person. I can introduce you to a job. Are you interested?"
Huang Dehan asked subconsciously: "What job?"
The man put his arm around Huang Dehan's shoulders and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's eat and talk."
But Huang Dehan was very alert, and he was not someone who could be easily fooled. He stood still and said, "Tell me clearly what kind of job you want first."
The man smiled and said, "Don't worry, I guarantee you'll make a lot of money!"
A job that can make a lot of money is definitely a shady job.
Huang Dehan wanted to refuse, but when he thought of his current situation, he hesitated. He didn't want to hide like this for the rest of his life, and he didn't want to live like this anymore. Anyway, he was already like this, how could it get any worse?
Is there a difference between killing one person and killing a hundred people?
There is no difference, because if you are caught, you will die!
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