tiger teacher

In fifteen days, the turmoil is no longer enough to describe the current situation. The turmoil in the dark underground world has swept the whole world because of the butterfly effect.

Except for the so-called closed countries, such as North Korea, Iran, etc., the rest of the countries have been swept by this evil wind.It is especially obvious in countries dominated by old families and old nobles such as Europe and Japan.

The level of chaos in Europe as a whole was worse than that of World War II. The inexplicable collapse of the economy and the political chaos in various places simply stunned all sociologists.

The Italian mafia announced its disbandment overnight, the Russian skinheads were wiped out instantly, and the disintegration of other old European underworlds directly led to the unemployment rate in Europe rising to 40.00%.

Homeless people appear in large numbers, and protest marches are everywhere.The daily life of the people has been greatly affected.Of course, this is also a side view of the relationship between the underworld and the society. Any problem with one of the two will definitely affect the other, resulting in various chaos.

Compared with Europe, Japan belongs to the East Asian cultural circle, which is relatively better, but it is not much better.Since the cooperation between Mitsubishi Group and the Green Gang started, even if they were completely on the opposite side of the Paradise Society, when the Qing Gang Hongmen swept the forces in Eastern and Western Europe, the Paradise Society also launched a large-scale attack on the Japanese consortium.

The three major companies Mazda, Coda, and Tuoyou were forced to take back all their overseas factories overnight, and were forced to buy back their stocks, which is equivalent to being forced to eat their own shit...

As for Australia, after Wang Jian killed and accumulated for a period of time after returning, he also began to make drastic moves, and this huge isolated island is less serious than other places.But the Chinese Gang Federation was not much better. It was swallowed up in a few days, and at least half of it was wiped out. Because of the resistance, Heaven would also be scarred. Anyway, it was a trick.Whether it is finance or territory or politics.

Anyway, the current situation is a triad version of World War II. Generally speaking, the most intense struggles are in the United States and Europe. This time, it is the turn of Asian countries to form a circle and watch there.

In real terms, the mainland is like the US imperialism at that time, because even if there is a so-called underworld inside.However, these gangsters have been baptized by socialism, so they cannot make waves like they do in those fertile lands of liberalism, not to mention Taiwan, the gangsters in Taiwan were originally the two giants who escaped from the mainland, and now the headquarters of the youth gangs have moved. up.To put it bluntly, if the political time comes.Wang Jian thought it would not be a big problem for the local governor to be there.

Xiao Jin's explanation for this is that the smaller the country and region, the more it flaunts freedom and democracy.Then the country will be more and more poisoned by the underworld. This is an irreversible proposition.It also naturally explains why North Korea shot his ex-girlfriend when he should have shot his ex-girlfriend, and watched the basketball game when he should watch the basketball game, and it was completely unaffected.

However, Agou was the beneficiary of the deadly clash between the Green Gang and the Heavenly Society, which he had never thought of.In just fifteen days, he basically just followed behind to clean up the battlefield, and his sphere of influence expanded more than ten times.Compared with the previous situation where the three legs stand together but one leg is a little lame, the current three-legged stand is really equal.And this original lame leg is recovering, while the two good legs are gradually shrinking.

So he didn't think about anything, he put all his energy into that kind of field climbing high-tech, and then vaguely replaced Wang Jian as the king of newcomers.Although he has come to this day, luck has accounted for most of it, but who can deny that luck is also a part of strength?Now this new behemoth has grown up, who would have thought that a year ago, the core character of this behemoth was a little cook who cooked fried noodles for people in Hawaii, and half a year ago this guy was still helping people in a restaurant in Sichuan Wash the dishes?

The Heaven Society didn't even pay attention to the cook at the time, but now they must be very annoyed why they didn't directly let the cook die on a certain night.

And when all this was happening quietly, Wang Jian had been missing for fifteen days. For fifteen days, there was no news. The whole world, including Tiantanghui and Hongmen, was looking for this guy, but no one found him. .

Where is he?I'm afraid no one knows except himself. "How much money do you earn every day?" Wang Jian sat in a cubicle in an underground passage with his knees folded in the cold night in New York, next to a street performer: "You said you have been working for 15 years?"

That's right!In fifteen days, Wang Jian crossed not only the desert but also the east and west coasts of the United States. The entire journey was [-] to [-] kilometers long.

A series of unimaginable journeys such as riding a car, picking up a train, running fast, etc., allowed him to go on a journey that others might not be able to take in a lifetime in fifteen days.

He bathes in public toilets and sells wood carvings on the street for money.Thirty pairs of shoes were broken, and seventeen sets of clothes were torn.Her feet, which could punch a hole in a concrete wall, were covered with blisters, and the nail caps of her hands were full of mud.

The originally healthy complexion has now become healthier, with redness in the black, the eyes are brighter, and the muscles on the body are more explosive.

Turning around and thinking about it, Wang Jian is really a strange person. In a strange country, without a penny or any communication tools, he abruptly turned himself into a half-local. The extent is truly astonishing.

But now, as a busker, he became friends with another busker, and the big black singer generously contributed his bedroom to share with Wang Jian.Of course, Wang Jian and he will take a bath together in the public toilet...

"I like this kind of life." The black uncle threw a piece of meat pie to Wang Jian: "Please, I made a full hundred dollars today."

Wang Jian chuckled, and threw a head sculpt from his pocket to Uncle Hei: "For you, your ugly face."

"Hahaha, great, you are the best engraver I have ever seen."

"You're so kind, and you're the best guitarist I've ever seen."

Sitting on a plank bed, the black uncle asked Wang Jian, who was using his only blanket to make the floor: "You mean you came here from Mexico City? My God, this is too unbelievable."

"Yeah, I didn't think of it either, but now I realize that as long as I think about it, nothing is impossible." Wang Jian put his hands behind his back: "Actually, when I started, I just thought that if I couldn't hold on, I would die." Go back. I didn't expect... After I got used to it, I came here."

"Oh oh oh oh!" the black uncle shouted excitedly: "You are the real philosopher, you have given me inspiration, I want to write a song for you!"

"I need to write more handsomely." Wang Jian pursed his lips and smiled: "When you become famous in the future, I will come to your concert. I met someone similar to you before, and he gave me a Let me open his record, and I will let you listen to it when I have a chance."

"Wang, what did you say you came this time? I suddenly forgot."

Wang Jian took out the small piece of paper from his pocket: "I want to find this address, and I have something to settle."

"I know this place. It's at least a hundred miles away. Are you really going?"

"Hmm, of course." Looking at the ceiling of the dilapidated cubicle, Wang Jian murmured, "Some things really cannot be avoided, so it's better to face them directly."

"Then what was your previous job? I'm curious."

"Me?" Wang Jian thought for a while: "I used to be a teacher, then I became a gang boss, and by the way, I became a president somehow."

"Hahahaha, you really know how to tell jokes." The black uncle lay heavily on the bed, apparently not believing Wang Jian's words, just closed his glasses and said good night, and then dragged his tired body to sleep.

But Wang Jian didn't feel sleepy at all, just thinking about tomorrow.Tomorrow is the end of his journey. After this journey, he no longer has any anxiety, but he hopes that he will have an unexpected encounter in the near future that he can't even imagine.

Accompanied by the black uncle's snoring, Wang Jian also gradually fell asleep. After a dream, dawn has come.

Wang Jian stood up, looked at the black uncle who was still sleeping, then smiled, took out a dream fund recommendation letter written last night while he was taking a shower from his pocket, and put it gently beside him.Then he quietly opened the door and went to the public toilet to clean himself, and then slowly walked out of the underground passage. Looking at the cold and cold streets of New York in autumn, Wang Jian took a deep breath, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the appointment walked in the direction.

I don't know how long he walked, the dilapidated Wang Jian finally came to a quiet garden area, which is on the edge of the city, and the population density is very, very low, so low that everyone has a lot of space for activities, even a dog's house area Both surpassed the urban middle class.

I have to say that the environment here is so good that Wang Jian almost fell asleep on the lawn. After asking a few people, Wang Jian finally found the address on the note, and then wiped it. Nose, smiled and took a deep breath, stood outside the iron fence and supported it with his hands, and easily climbed over the wall.

Then he walked to the door openly, but when he reached the door, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the door creaked open, which was very strange, because there was no one behind the door.

For this reason, Wang Jian looked at his hands mockingly: "I have also practiced Qigong..."

But when he walked in, a voice came from the second floor and said to Wang Jian: "I knew you would come."

"Of course, why didn't I come." Wang Jian put his hands in his pockets and walked up step by step: "You took my things, and you still owe me things." (To be continued...)