MTL - Cosma Empire-Chapter 28 Set up
Morris never looked at the Guarts, and a group of failed races was also broken up by the Empire and the average division was throughout the Empire. In any city, it is difficult to gather 5,000 Guarts. In the face of such a group, Morris does not need to consider too much. So he knew that the method Du Lin said, that is, the method of grabbing Hu En back was indeed the appropriate solution, and he did not consider the past.
As soon as three days passed, he took someone to take back the farm, and then sold it. By that time, he would be able to drop at least one hundred and fifty dollars in benefits, and that was what he was most concerned about.
Your own wallet.
As a conscientious gang member, Morris's daily life is still very regular.
Every morning around nine o'clock in the morning, he will go out on time, and by the time he should get up before eight thirty, there have been no early or late departures in three days. He would wear a sweatshirt when going out and jog to Seventh Avenue, about two kilometers away from his apartment. After entering the deli shop, he would change into various eye-catching gorgeous clothes, put on the noodles he was dressed in, and then took a few men to start debt collection in various parts of the city.
Lunch is usually eaten at the home of those poor debtors. At around 4pm, they will return to the deli. After the rice bowl is completely cleared in the deli, it will go back to the "tropical jungle" and play after twelve .
Tropical Jungle is a popular underground ballroom. The reason why it is called an underground ballroom is that there is never a limit on the number of people. You can go in at any time, whether you are a person or a group of people. Formal bars, dance halls and other entertainment venues will have strict safety and fire protection requirements, such as how many people can be accommodated, so many bars and dance halls often have a long line outside the door.
But the tropical jungle does not have these things. The tropical jungle was in an air-raid shelter under the 11th Avenue cross-river bridge. The original organizer was a group of strange costumes, inlaid with iron nails on the face, and got out of the mainstream aesthetic weird group of young people . They play music that is noisy to most people but has a strong sense of rhythm, singing and dancing in the air-raid shelter.
Gradually, this culture called "punk" was gradually worshipped by young people, and people continued to join them until the air-raid shelter became a holy place for young people. You don't need to pay expensive tickets or wait in line for patience. You only need to bring a dozen of wine, or some drinks, cigarettes, and some talkative, and you can easily integrate into this special group.
Whatever the world, there are always things that are silent. When more and more young people begin to integrate into the tropical jungle and regard it as a midnight sanctuary, they are excluded from the punk culture they once worshiped. Go out. It's like a drop of ink can indeed change the color of clear water in a small bowl, but changing this small bowl to a fish tank and a lake, a drop of ink will not change anything at all, but will be assimilated.
A large number of mainstream cultures poured into this pond, and the original holy place of punk culture has once again become the holy place of mainstream culture.
Morris plays here very late every day, and if he meets the right girl, he will leave early. However, his taste is very special. He likes those young students. The higher his education, the more interested he is.
It gradually turned black, and Morris drove again to the side of the bridge across the 11th Avenue. After he locked the door, he followed the winding staircase of the bridge maintenance passage to the riverside. After walking along the river for less than a hundred meters, he could faintly hear the explosive music. There was a mean smile on Morris's face, and as he walked, he twisted his body as if he was on the dance floor.
After walking a distance of more than ten meters, there was a rusty iron door. When the iron door was pushed open, the sound of the music that had gradually cleared suddenly amplified, and a thick smell of wine walked away from the darkness. Came face to face. The smell of this wine is also mixed with some sweaty smell and some inexplicable taste, which Morris has long been accustomed to. After walking through the dark channel about 20 meters down, I came to a huge empty space.
This is one of the many air defense facilities in Tener City. It was once a guarantee of people's life, but at this time, it seemed to be no different from the most glorious time.
The young people spontaneously brought in some stones and boxes from the outside, as well as the steps and facilities previously available, like a small gladiator arena. In the dim light, in the blast of music, countless young bodies were dancing crazyly in the middle of the open space, venting their emotions. Even in the "dance floor" where it is difficult to see each other's faces face to face, each of the men and women took off the camouflage of the day and indulged their youth and their youth.
女孩 Some girls have even turned upside down, screaming, shaking their heads, squinting their eyes, like being in the clouds. Men may reach for oil on girls, but who cares? Nobody knows anyone after dawn, which is exactly the essence of the tropical jungle.
I vent, indulge, and all negative emotions evaporate immediately after entering here.
Morris laughed and squeezed into the dance floor, happily crowded with these young men and women, and let go.
通道 In the channels of the black hole in the distance, from time to time, the sound of red-faced red ears is scattered by the huge music. For these people, it is heaven!
里 Morris swayed on the dance floor for a while and never found a target. Those who were too aggressive did not like it. Maybe it had something to do with his lack of culture, and the awe of culture and high society. He loves those who are literate, and the moment when they are riding under him, at that moment he feels like he has become omnipotent. He will use his technology to severely tear up the education, culture, and social status of those girls, just as he can conquer the entire world.
Suddenly an unintentional glance, he saw a girl sitting quietly on the edge of the dance floor, wearing a pair of glasses and a long pony tail, very intellectual. Morris didn't know what intellectuality was, he just knew that the girl attracted herself.
"Alone?" He squeezed over and sat directly next to the girl. The girl glanced at him, moved aside, and kept a distance from him.
The girl refused very decisively, pointing to the dance floor who couldn't see who was who. "No, and my friends."
Morris also moved over and sat with the girl again, "So what about me? Am I lucky enough to be your friend? Madam?"
I have to say that Morris does have some capital, and he's a pretty good person. With his brash expression, it can really make some girls who are looking for excitement generate some interest, especially those good girls. The harder the girls are suppressed on weekdays, the harder they are here.
The girl again moved aside, "I don't like making friends with strangers."
The more evasive the girl, the more interesting Morris felt, and the more itchy her heart became. Otherwise, there are **** elements in human bones, and none of the Morris on the dance floor who came to the door was embarrassing. Instead, he was unwilling to communicate with him in depth. The more he hoped to be successful, this is not cheap. ? Of course, if it sounds good, it is the desire to conquer men. Men are not interested in things that are not difficult. Only things that are difficult to surpass will have the thrill of conquering.
"My name is Morris, people know me!" Morris moved again, "Look, you know my name, then we are friends now!"
The girl sneered, "I don't know you, and I'm sorry to ask you to stay away from me. I don't like you."
Repeatedly, repeatedly rejected by the same girl, even Morris was a bit shameless. He is thick-skinned, but this attitude is too hurting! Just when he was thinking about using other means, the girl's friends might be tired of jumping and returned.
三个 A total of three people, two girls, one boy. All three were sweaty, and one of the girls was still wearing tight-fitting clothes ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ The two bulges on the chest caused some dizziness. Morris glanced, licked the corners of his mouth, and glanced at the three faces.
I was a very young man, with no expression of the bookishness in the society. The most beautiful youth of God was painted on their faces, which made Morris feel envious.
He was young too, but he is not young now.
The boy glanced at Morris in surprise, and asked the girl, "Are you friends?"
Without waiting for the girl to answer, Morris stood up and stretched out his hand, "Yes, we are friends and it's nice to meet you."
The boy froze for a moment, and seemed to be unfamiliar with the etiquette between such adults. He reached out his hand and held Morris slightly dull. It may be that suddenly using the etiquette of an adult gave him the illusion of growing up, and he sat beside Morris very friendly.
"I never heard Nasha say she has a friend like you, what's your name?" The boy's lackluster appearance made Morris feel very interesting. This is a person with education and culture!
Morris hooked his fingers behind him, and turned back and said something, and then said, "My name is Morris. I have a little face in Tener. If you need help, you can come to me at any time." Morris's classmate brought a bottle of wine. When the boy and girl saw the bottle, their eyes lit up.
He held it in his hand like showing off. Some proudly said: "Golden Code, some places sell eighteen one bottles!" Eighteen yuan is enough to meet the minimum income of the middle class in Tener City. Level, in other words, this bottle of wine is equal to a middle-class, two ordinary workers a month's salary! He opened the lid fluently and asked with a smile: "Are you going for a drink?"
