Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 663 The Stars Are You (78)

The two didn't stay here for too long, but left quickly.

The clothes on them also tell the people around them that they are special.

Whether it's clothing or temperament, these two people are out of tune with this place.

Poverty can inspire some darkness in people's hearts. The driver has reminded many times along the way that there are people staring at their pockets in any corner.

Because Mr. Yun looks very rich, the golden cane in his hand can allow any family here to leave the shanty town and live a good life without worrying about food and clothing.

In the face of great temptation, people's hearts cannot stand consideration, not to mention here, many consciences have been drowned by poverty.

The driver was kind, but it was impossible for him to put himself in a dangerous situation for the sake of two guests.

After all, there is nothing to do here, even if you are beaten or robbed, there is nothing you can do.

So the driver began to persuade.

"The two of you should hurry up and leave before it gets dark, otherwise once it gets dark, you won't be able to leave if you want to."

Jun Yun nodded.

Of course he knew the situation here, and the place he wanted to go was just ahead, and he only needed to stay for a few minutes.

Zhou Ye followed him and continued to walk forward. After a while, Jun Yun stopped and stopped in front of a small low house.

The driver yelled for help, and after a while, an old figure came out tremblingly. It was an extremely short old woman, with white hair piled on her head like a mess of grass, and her figure moved like a Wooden stake, the voice of speaking is also extremely hoarse.

She looked up, but there was still some look in her eyes.

"who are you?"

Mr. Yun strikes up a conversation.

"What about the man who lived here before?"

The old lady thought for a while, then raised her head and looked at Jun Yun with difficulty.

"Why are you looking for him?"

Without a word of nonsense, Mr. Yun took out five hundred lukas from his wallet and handed them over.

"Where is he?"

This time the old lady spoke much faster, and she held the five hundred luka tightly, recalling it seriously.

"It's a foreigner, isn't it?"

"Correct."

"I know him, he lived with me before, and when he died, the house belonged to me."

An understatement tells the final fate of a person.

Zhou Ye only felt that Jun Yun's hand was slightly tense, and his white fingertips seemed a little helpless, rubbing her palm more frequently, but his face was still calm and calm, without any response.

He just took a last look at the low little house, then nodded slightly, thanked him, then grabbed Zhou Ye's hand, turned and walked back.

After leaving the slums, when they returned to the car, they found that the men who had been following them surrounded the taxi.

Several shirtless men stared at the two of them covetously, their eyes were dark and lifeless, and some of them held a stick in their hands.

The driver was terrified, he ran over and shouted.

"Don't smash the car, don't smash the car, I'll give you one thousand rukas each, and you go."

The men looked at each other without speaking, and fixed their eyes on Jun Yun.

"You are so rich, it's not a problem to give us some flowers, right?"

Anyone can see that Mr. Yun is rich. They don't understand high-end custom-made clothes, limited leather shoes, or the priceless black gold cane, but they can see the temperament of Mr. Yun and Zhou Ye.

They want money and will do anything.

(End of this chapter)