0395 Worse than Misery Is No Hope

Preton has a lot of experience and experience, and is also very smart, otherwise he would not be able to get to where he is today, and in the end he didn't fall on his own intelligence, he just lost to the concubine of the goddess of fate.

But it is undeniable that he is a capable and smart person. If his opponent is not Lynch, or the Federation that can't wait for a victory, if it is a different person or a different country, maybe it will have a different ending.

He looked at the girl in front of him, wearing heavy makeup. She tried her best to make herself look more mature, but she was definitely not very old.

Women can hide their real age and face in various ways, but they cannot hide their hands.

When looking at a woman, you can tell her approximate age and physical condition just by looking at her hands.

This is a very young girl, youth means excitement, and for older people, this is the best elixir.

Just when Preton was about to refuse, he suddenly thought of something, "I don't like playing outside!"

Cheap pleasure has cheap ways, and the girl quickly responded, "I have a place, not far from here!"

"Take me there!" Preton had no price to discuss. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as it is a woman who comes out to engage in the skin and meat business, there is nothing he can't afford.

Girls think this man's request is very strange, in fact, most people who want to play will focus on the price, not where to play.

There are even some men who prefer this kind of public stimulation, and they will humiliate her with dirty words, sometimes hit her, and even expose her to exposure at any time.

Those people liked the tunes, everyone was a pervert, and it was the first time she'd heard of anyone who didn't like being on the street.

After a brief shock, she subconsciously looked back at the dark alley, but then a force pulled her back and pulled her attention back.

"If I were you, I wouldn't let your little friends disturb our game, I can give you fifty yuan."

Preton is a villain, a bad guy, he knows how to mobilize the enthusiasm of girls, fifty dollars is not too little at this time, it can even make a family have a relatively good life in half a month Nice living conditions.

The girl hesitated for a moment, then grabbed Preton's hand, "Come with me..."

The two shuttled between light and darkness, and soon came to a basement not too far from the station.

The room smelled of putrefaction, there was rubbish everywhere, and a couple of heavy sponge pads that might have been stolen from school and were somewhat damp from gym class were used as sleeping places.

When I kicked away the garbage at my feet and walked to the "bed", another strange smell came from the nearby walls, corners and even the sponge cushion, the smell of genetic residue.

Disgusting room!

Preton just glanced casually. The girl has quickly completed the pre-requirements of the game. She knelt on the mat and looked up at Preton...

When it was still dawn, Preton had already woken up from his sleep. Although the place was smelly and disgusting, his young body gave him high fighting spirit.

The moment he opened his eyes, his hand touched under the cushion, his bag was inside, not only money, but also weapons.

The movement of him getting up also alarmed the girl, the girl looked at him, he sat up and took out his bag, and took out an old twenty-dollar bill from it, "Go out and sell some food, I'm hungry, and then we need to talk talk."

The girl nodded, got dressed and left quickly. Looking at the closed door, Preton suddenly had some new ideas.

His previous idea was to find a relatively remote place where no one would pay attention to and temporarily hide for a while, but no matter how remote the place is, there will be some dangers.

Renting a house, buying a house, new neighbors, people always pay more attention to these people who suddenly appear in their lives, which is dangerous and increases his risk of being caught.

But what happened last night gave him some inspiration, and he could use this girl's identity to hide himself well among the locals.

Even if his whereabouts may be exposed, people will only search hotels, rental houses and possible hiding places first, and no one will go to some downtown apartment or someone's home to find a wanted man.

He can perfectly avoid the initial search, and then find an opportunity to leave, or continue to hide, this girl is the breakthrough.

At this time, the girl was stopped by her little friends outside, and one of the handsome boys complained, "You shouldn't have locked the door, we slept outside all night!"

The girl was stunned for a moment, she remembered that she didn't lock the door, that basement has always been where anyone wants to go, whoever wants to leave, but she didn't make any excuses, maybe it was locked by that man.

He complained softly, but his attention quickly changed to another place, "How much did he pay you?"

Another young boy also leaned over, "Do you have ten dollars?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, and she lied, "Twenty yuan, and I will buy him a breakfast."

She took out the twenty yuan she had on her body, and her boyfriend in name snatched it, "Twenty yuan, you must make him very happy, see if you can let him stay for a few more days, if he is willing to stay with you The more money we spend on ourselves, the more money we can get."

The girl reached out to get the money back, but the boy pushed it away. She looked a little embarrassed, "He asked me to buy him an early breakfast, and you must at least give me the money for a hamburger or a hot dog."

The boy pursed his lips and said indifferently, "I know you slept with..., you can give him a good job in exchange for a breakfast." The guy he was talking about was a guy selling burritos on this street , of course they also sell hot dogs, but no hamburgers.

Some girls come to him when they are very hungry, or want to improve their food, and both parties can get what they want.

Sometimes people hate this recession, but some people love this recession, how could it be so easy for young girls to lie in those dirty Dirty bed?

"Listen, it's not easy for me to take you in, don't make trouble for yourself, okay?" He shook the money in his hand, "I deserve it!"

The girl looked at the backs of the two big boys leaving in a daze. After a few seconds, she smiled disappointedly. Maybe this is life.

She came to the corner of this street, next to a burrito stand that was in operation, and said with some embarrassment, "...Hey, can you give me a burrito, I need it very much now!?"

...Glanced back at the girl, "Ninety-nine points..."

The girl looked a little sad, she might be rebellious, she might be self-indulgent, maybe..., but she never thought that she would be helpless for a breakfast, "Listen, this may be a bit embarrassing, but I don't have any money now, And I need it!"

She turned around in a circle, the short skirt and tube top left her with nowhere to hide money, "Please."

It was about fifty dollars, she had already lost twenty, and she didn't want to lose another fifty.

The burrito seller's gaze rested on the girl for a moment, and he lowered his head and began to make, "You have a few minutes..."

Ten minutes later, the girl returned to the basement, and she handed Preton the burrito exuding a tempting aroma. It seemed that she was very greedy, and her eyes were firmly locked on the burrito.

Preton glanced at her, "Didn't you eat it yourself?" He didn't ask for change, but said a word of concern.

The girl shook her head first, then nodded, "No... yes, sir, I have eaten."

While eating the burrito, Preton said, "I'm in trouble. I need a local to help me hide from my enemies. I can see that you are a nice girl. Maybe you can help me."

The girl shook her head slightly, "I can't help you, sir, I can't even control myself, I can't help anyone."

Preton didn't immediately refute or refuse, he just said softly, "Where are your parents?"

"I've been divorced a long time ago."

"Who do you live with?"

"The judge said I couldn't convict my father until I was of age, so I lived with my mother."

"Then you..." Pretton looked at the surrounding environment, silently asking for something.

Maybe it's for the sake of money, maybe she has encountered too many things in this short period of time, and she doesn't have anything that can be called "self-esteem" so that she can still retain her last dignity.

She now has some desire to confide, "My mother is married, you know, sir, a woman in this society cannot survive by herself, she must find a man to survive."

"That's a bastard, he would beat her, sometimes me, even...", the girl laughed dryly twice, "He also wanted us to sleep in the same bed, and then I ran out."

"And then there's another bunch of bastards, sir, I can't help you."

Hearing the girl's tragic life experience, Preton didn't feel much. He had done too many bad things, and he had seen many more tragic things than what happened to the girl.

He just kept an appropriate silence, and then said, "If you were given a chance to let that man die, what do you think?"

The girl still shook her head, "If he dies, what will my mother do?"

"As long as you have money, there is nothing that cannot be solved in the Federation!" Preton patted his calfskin bag, "Three thousand, five thousand, ten thousand, twenty thousand or a little more?"

"What you need is not a man, but money!"

The girl looked at Preton as if trying to discern whether what he said was true or false. After a while, she whispered, "Your troubles can't be solved with money?"

Preton didn't shy away from the question, "But you can!"