Wandering America: My kill threshold is far ahead

On the advice of his new mentor Jimmy, MaJack hurriedly made a phone call to Sandy.

The latter seemed to have just woken up, and his voice sounded very languid.

"Hey sweetheart, why are you calling me so early? It's not even time for our date yet."

"Good morning?" Ma Jie was utterly speechless. "Honey, are you living in a separate time zone?"

"Haha, it's already 12 o'clock! Sorry, I blacked out last night. What's up?"

"I'd like to ask you to help me get a car. We can discuss the details when we meet."

"Car repair?" Upon hearing this request, she raised her voice: "Honey, you've come to the right person. In Skid Row, no one knows more about cars than me."

"Where shall we meet?" Although her boastful tone suggested she wasn't very reliable, we had no choice but to make do for now.

"Let me think about it." There was a two-second silence on the other end of the line. "I haven't had lunch yet. I can't do things for you on an empty stomach."

"Shall I go and line up for a relief meal for you?"

"Oh Jack, are you trying to drive me crazy?! My stomach can't hold that garbage."

"Just kidding." Ma Jieke was quite generous: "Send me the location of the restaurant you want to eat at to my phone, and I'll go there and wait for you."

"Hmm, that's more like it. See you in a bit."

After hanging up the phone, Jimmy looked incredulous: "You got her on a date already? You're something else, bro. There are tons of guys in the camp chasing after Sandy, even if they just want to sleep with her."

"Oh well, it's just my personal charm." He tossed his hair smugly. "What are you planning to do this afternoon? Keep collecting cans?"

"Otherwise what?" Jimmy smiled helplessly. "I don't have any other skills."

"Alright then, be careful on your own, see you later."

"Don't worry, I have far more experience surviving on the streets than you do."

After saying goodbye to Jimmy, MaJack glanced at the location Sandy had sent on his phone.

It's a Korean restaurant called Soban located in Koreatown, less than four kilometers from where I am now.

I grabbed an electric scooter and leisurely cruised over.

Los Angeles is a very inclusive city. In addition to Koreatown, there are Little Tokyo and Chinatown, each offering a unique cultural experience.

When Ma Jieke found the restaurant, Sandy arrived on her skateboard, performing a beautiful trick and stopping smoothly at the entrance.

She wore a black crop top with a thin sun-protective shirt over it, paired with hot pants and sneakers, showing off her full and shapely hips and beautiful legs.

Her makeup was neither too heavy nor too light, which attracted the attention of Koreans passing by.

Upon meeting, she took the initiative to approach him, intimately linking arms with him as they entered, deliberately choosing the most conspicuous spot.

Judging from the restaurant's decor, it's not going for a low-end market, and given that it serves foreign cuisine, the price premium must be quite high.

There was no other way; he had to ask someone for a favor. Ma Jieke was prepared to be critically hit by the Dragon Slayer Sword.

"Annyeonghaseyo, welcome to Soban! What would you two like to eat?"

The moment my butt touched the chair, a handsome Korean oppa walked over.

Sandy craned his neck and looked around the store, then pointed to a busy figure in the background: "Tell that girl to come and take my order."

The waiter paused for a moment, then turned and left without asking a single unnecessary question; he was clearly well-trained.

After waiting for about half a minute, the personal waiter came over with the menu.

At first glance, she looked familiar, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Fiona, an old acquaintance from the camp.

No wonder they arranged to meet here; they were just using me as a pawn.

No, why are you two fighting and bothering me?

However, upon seeing her appearance, Ma Jie couldn't help but laugh; she looked exactly like a Western version of Dae Jang Geum.

To show respect, Sandy held back her laughter, while Sandy let out unrestrained snickers, as if she had gained a great advantage.

Seeing this, Fiona casually tossed the menu onto the table, crossed her arms, tilted her head, and said, "Is it funny, bitch? If I remember correctly, someone even dressed up as a bunny girl in a bar."

"Um... I'm sorry, Fiona, I didn't know you worked here."

Before the two could start arguing, Ma Jie secretly stepped on her foot under the table: "Stop laughing, Sandy, this isn't funny at all."

"Tch, she doesn't care about other people's feelings at all." After learning that the two were not on the same side, Fiona lowered her arm and said to MaJack, "But for your sake, I can let it slide. Just tell me what you want to eat."

After saying that, taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, he leaned down and lowered his voice: "I have an employee discount. Put the bill on my tab and you can save 30% on your meal."

"Nice." He gave her a thumbs up and instructed, "You can arrange it as you see fit, just don't order kimchi. Also, I've already eaten, so there's no need to order too much."

"OK, give me some time." After saying that, Chongsangdi gave a hard middle finger, his mouth forming the shape of an insult.

"Sandy, did you invite me to this restaurant just to mock Fiona?"

After Fiona left, Maje said sincerely, "If that's the case, then I'd rather not ask you for this favor, because I would never hurt a friend's dignity, whether intentionally or unintentionally. She's better off than most people in the camp by working here to support herself, and she's older than you, so you should show her some respect."

After being lectured by Ma Jieke, Sandy gradually stopped smiling and stuck out her tongue pitifully, "I didn't think that much about it, oh... I'm sorry, okay?"

"Don't apologize to me, you didn't offend me."

After saying that, he gave her a knowing look. Although the girl wasn't a bad person, she couldn't shake her jealous and competitive nature.

A moment later, Fiona pushed a food cart over, carrying Korean fried chicken, seafood tofu stew, spicy rice cakes, and two bowls of ginseng chicken soup.

These are among the Korean dishes that are hard to go wrong with, at least better than army stew and soybean paste stew bibimbap.

"Fiona..." Sandy managed to speak with difficulty, only after being prompted by Majeke's gaze, "Actually, I didn't mean any harm, I just..."

"Okay, stop, stop, don't say any more." Fiona made a stop gesture. "Don't disgust me, you bitch. It seems Jack has taught you something, but our way of communicating can't change."

"Fuck you, Sandy!"

"Fuck you, Fiona!"

The two girls gave each other the middle finger as if they had a deep grudge, then paused for two seconds before bursting into giggles.

Since we can't be ladies, we might as well live more authentically. We're all in the same boat, so we have to eat from a basin.

Watching Sandy devour his food, Ma Jie lit a cigarette and took a sip: "Just so you know, I'm planning to get a police car, preferably one that hasn't been dismantled yet. Is there any way to do that?"

"Police cars?" Sandy looked dismissive. "I thought they were some rare models. Come with me to Westgate this afternoon, and you can pick any police car model in Los Angeles."

Ximen Auto Service?

It sounds familiar, like it's located near the hometown of an old friend.

After she finished eating, she went to Fiona to settle the bill; Ma Jie had really gone all out.

I used the Uber app to call a taxi, skillfully pressed the F key to get in, and prepared to be quickly transported there.