Chapter 2: Watchdog on pea horn street

In the yin-yang sound, two men with wide hair and colorful hair and strange hairstyles approached Jason.
Headed with a chain of the thickness of the index finger around his neck.
Is not gold.
Should be iron, or stainless steel.
Is a bit like a leash.
Two people's faces appeared unwilling smiles, just stood in front of Jason.
Jason frowned.
The scene before is a bit strange.
Although the contempt chain is like a food chain, it is everywhere.
The lowest end of this despise chain of the tramp, naturally anyone can step on it.
Especially this kind of idolaters.
Is a person who likes to bully the lowest end of this contempt chain.
Therefore, it is not surprising that these two people want to bully a tramp.
but!
It's morning now!
To be precise, early morning!
Two little will show up in the early morning. Looking for a homeless man?
Itself is surprising.
As for staying up all night?
There was no smell of cigarettes or alcohol on their bodies, and their faces did not look depressed after staying up late.
Came to trouble him specifically?
Jason thought.
And this time, the one headed has already spoken.
"Hand over your pastry?"
The other party said this.
Want to grab my food?
Jason narrowed his eyes, he closed the paper bag slowly.
The other two laughed immediately.
The one headed by was even more disdainful to Jason. He had seen too many such homeless people, and he didn't need any means. As long as he was scared, he would succeed.
This time, naturally ...
what!
The tramp in front of him was so tall.
This look is a bit vicious.
Why am I a little scared.
Why don't you listen to your hands and feet?
The throat knot moved up and down, and the head of the gangster looked at Jason who stood up, and after staring at Jason's eyes looking down, his legs began to spin, and his whole body shivered.
The kind of sharpness like a knife, but also mixed with the predator's breath, completely intimidating the little before him.
"You, what are you doing?"
Headed stupid asked.
"Throw garbage."
Jason grabbed the opponent's collar and picked him up.
The other side's feet became more and more frightened when their feet left the ground.
"let me go!"
"let go!"
The other party shouted, but this did not prevent Jason from opening the trash can and threw the other party's head down.
However, before throwing it in again, Jason shook vigorously.
Slap, slap.
Wallet, lighter, cigarette, and that dog chain all fell to the ground.
And the other bully turned and ran.
But only one step later, he was caught by Jason and brought back by the neck collar.
"Forgive, forgive."
The other party shouted.
"Garbage, you should go to the place where the trash should stay."
Jason said, shook this one in his hand, and stuffed it head down.
There was another wallet on the ground.
Jason raised his hand to pick up the two purses, and the lighter was put into his pocket.
"You provoked me for no reason, let my breakfast cool for 5 seconds, which caused me to suffer great mental damage, these are considered mental compensation."
Took out the paper money inside, Jason threw the wallet back, and smoothly closed the lid of the trash can.
There are one hundred and twenty banknotes.
Is the sum of the two.
Jason is temporarily unclear about the purchasing power of the money, but he knows that the purpose of the two cannot be the cake in his hands.
Is a female pastry chef who made these pastries.
Or to be precise, it should be the female pastry chef's move to find her sister, which made some guys timid.
Therefore, these two guys were sent to trouble.
Of course, the two little gangsters are destined to be unable to get on the countertop. After they grab the pastry, there is a high probability that the pastry made by the female pastry chef will not be clean. Of people misunderstand the female pastry chef.
Very simple means.
But effective enough.
Jason is sure that the people around him have gone through such a scene. Even the most enthusiastic people will be suspicious.
People are not easy to believe in people.
Building trust takes a long time.
Ruin trust?
One moment is enough.
Emmm ……
The cakes are so fragrant.
Sweet and soft rice cake was swallowed into the stomach after chewing.
Empty stomach, immediately raised a sense of satisfaction.
Jason took out the second slot cake while looking at the other side of the pastry paper bag.
This side is an advertisement for a pastry shop.
The very simple one is printed with a pattern of dogs crawling on a pile of pastries, with the words "Watchdog Pastry House" written at the top.
Watchdog?
What a strange name.
Even if it's not because of the act of searching for a younger sister, this name will provoke someone sooner or later.
Jason thought, took out the third slot cake.
There are three pieces of rice cake in the bag.
After eating, Jason clapped his hands.
Fold the packaging bag and put it in the trolley.
He planned to go to the pastry shop. One was to settle the money he had just made, and the other was to remind the female pastry chef.
Was n’t because he was not full and wanted to eat more.
The ‘watchdog pastry house’ is at 115 Peajiao Road.
This address is written on the packaging bag and paper.
And Jiexin Park is directly opposite Peajiao Road.
Pushing the trolley, Jason did not cross the road.
Stood at the intersection, and when the green light was on, Jason walked past the trolley.
A homeless man squatting on the side of the road kept staring at Jason who had just stood not far away. When he found that Jason didn't pay attention to himself at all, but just passed by, the homeless man was relieved.
Then, facing the person walking behind him again, he raised the paper in his hand.
Is written in bold black pen on it-
I am very tired.
I need food.
Uh ...
Jason naturally saw such a card.
Then, after crossing the road, he flipped through the trolley.
Soon, he found similar cards.
However, what he wrote is: I am very hungry, and I need food.
"Very appropriate."
Jason chuckled lightly, using both hands directly.
Click, click.
In the crunchy sound, the cardboard directly became a paper ball ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The big husband doesn't eat the food that comes out!
He has hands and feet, is not stupid, not stupid, nor old.
The predator talent in the depths of his soul echoed the cries of the chasing giant monsters, and told him that he was hunting, not begging.
Jason raised his hand and threw the paper ball into the trash can.
Moving on, Jason spent a quarter to buy today's newspaper at the newspaper stop.
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This newspaper not only gave Jason an accurate date, but also made Jason roughly understand the purchasing power.
At the same time, there was more precise evidence that the two gangsters were instructed.
Moreover, the person who instructed the two was generous.
With such a guess, Jason came to the gate of No. 15 Peajiao Road.
The sign of "Watchdog Pastry House" has been hung out.
Also has business signs hanging on the door.
However, the window closed from the inside.
Jason raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Dong, dong dong.
There were footsteps in it, but no one answered.
Dong, dong dong.
Jason knocked on the door again.
This time, an impatient, rough voice came from the room.
"Who?"
"Check the water meter."