Chapter 647 Internet Addicted Teenager

Standing at the entrance of the alley, wandering around for a whole day, when night fell, the two still couldn't find a place to stay, and they didn't even have a bite of hot food.

Aikebaier was at a loss.

He learned a lot of things in the training base, shooting, making gunpowder and everything related to killing, but he didn't learn how to survive in the city. Originally, he thought that he could stay with enough cash to eat and drink, but he didn't expect that some small shops would refuse to accept cash.

After many times, he himself was a little confused. Is it because... that they don't accept cash, or is it really true that the coastal area doesn't accept cash at all.

Abdu said nothing, squatting at the door of an Internet cafe with Aikebaier, staring at the men and women coming in and out.

Soon, a young man in a dirty, greasy and shiny black jacket walked out of the Internet cafe. He stood on the steps and stretched his waist. When he walked, his body leaned forward slightly, his steps were slow and unstable, and he staggered, and it was obvious that he had been up for several nights.

Abdu threw away his cigarette, chased after him, and patted his shoulder: "Hey, my dear friend, are you okay?"

The man in the black jacket turned around, tilted his head suspiciously, squinted his eyes, and looked at this man who came out of nowhere in a very impolite way. Oh, he was a Wei.

Abdu shrugged and continued to say with a smile: "Hey, my friend, I need your help."

The man in the black jacket turned around decisively when he heard it. He had no interest at all at this moment, and walked towards the rental house with heavy steps. After two days and two nights, he had to go back and make up for his sleep. There was no time to waste time here.

Help? Help Jac!

He didn't even bother to answer a word.

Abdu was anxious. He stepped forward to grab the other party, took out a few green bills from his pocket and stuffed them into his pocket: "My friend, this is US dollars, I give it to you. As long as you can do us a small favor, a trivial favor."

The black jacket lowered his head and looked at the so-called US dollars. He had to admit that he was a little tempted at first, but after looking carefully, he saw that the denomination on it was a big "1", and he immediately lost interest.

Maybe it must be a counterfeit bill to deceive him!

To be honest, telecommunications fraud is more professional.

For example, when he was having a great time playing games in the afternoon, someone called him and said coldly, "I am a policeman, you are arrested", "Now officially notify you, you are wanted", etc.

The arrogant tone and the barbaric attitude of doing it to you made the black jacket cold at once. He felt that the person on the other end of the phone must be a real policeman, and thought that the dirty things he did in his early years were finally exposed.

He lost interest in the fiercely fought LOL ranking match, and the deduction of points and suspension did not matter. He just felt that his life had suddenly become bleak, and his mind was full of fear and anxiety of going to jail.

If the network administrator who was patrolling later had not been on good terms with him, he would have gone up and slapped him to wake him up when he saw him sweating on his forehead, curled up on the sofa with snot and tears, and called him a police officer.

Otherwise, he would have been cheated of his underwear!

Thinking of this, the originally depressed black jacket straightened his slender waist, turned his head and spit hard on the ground.

"Fuck you, you want to cheat me? Go back to Myanmar and practice again!"

After hearing this, Aikebaier, who was following behind, had a fierce look in his eyes. He was so angry that he wanted to fight with the black jacket for several rounds, the kind that would not stop until he died.

The black jacket, who had just been full of energy for a few seconds, immediately retreated when he saw the ruthless man coming. At this moment, he saw that the man who greeted him earlier was desperately blocking the ruthless guy behind him who looked like he was going to chop people. He thought that the two were playing a double act, and his courage was restored a little.

He stiffened his neck a little, and said in a very low voice, as if sarcastically: "Haha, two people are acting and trying to scam me? Those who can fool me are not born yet!"

Seeing the veins on the forehead of the ruthless man bulging, the black jacket left a few ruthless words and ran away without looking back.

"Aikebaier!"

Although Abdu's voice was not loud, his expression was firm. Seeing that the black jacket ran away, he pushed Aikebaier away and said in a calm tone: "Calm down, you can't solve the problem like this."

Aikebaier's emotions gradually calmed down, and his tone gradually softened.

Through the transparent glass, Abdu slowly scanned the scene in the Internet cafe, thinking about the next plan.

Soon, the two entered this remote and poorly decorated Internet cafe.

The network administrator sitting behind the front desk stared at the computer screen in front of him with gunshots, and mechanically said "Welcome", without any intention of paying attention to the two.

Abdu walked into the hall, and the dim light illuminated the rows of computers below, and the reflection of the screen was reflected on the decadent and excited faces of the people opposite.

Their hair was messy and their faces were pale, as if they had not seen the sun for a long time. From time to time, they made a few classic Chinese songs or smashed the keyboard and mouse.

Their necks were bent, the upper part of their bodies leaned forward, and their shining eyes were open, as if their entire souls were swallowed by the virtual world in front of them.

"Network administrator, the mouse is broken!"

"Network administrator, there is no paper in the toilet! None at all!"

"Network administrator, when you transfer the time, open me up all night!"

"Network administrator, come to Baohetianxia, ​​and give me another bowl of instant noodles with ham!"

Such a scene made Aikebaier, who had never been addicted to computers, feel suffocated, but then he felt a little happy.

Abudu walked to the corner of the hall and stared at a young man.

The man was moving two chairs around and putting them together against the wall.

As soon as he put the chairs in place, the young man supported his waist, stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking very tired.

He glanced at Abudu standing beside him suspiciously, but did not say anything. After all, the Internet cafe is a place where dragons and crouching tigers are hidden, and it is normal to meet strange people.

The young man put a schoolbag on the chair, then patted the chair and schoolbag, indicating that the place was occupied by him, and then went to the front desk to find the network administrator to ask for two blankets.

One for the feet and one for the body.

When he lay down, he looked at Abudu who was standing by and staring at him motionlessly. The young man finally couldn't help but said: "Brother, I'm occupying this position. How about you change places? In this way, I'll give you a blanket, okay?"

Hearing that the other party finally took the initiative to talk, Abudu smiled.

(PS: No matter how much parents scold online games, it is impossible to ban them. Without online games, where should those young people in their teens and twenties who are extremely energetic focus their attention?

Most people will focus on study and work, but the diversity of people's personalities means that when there is no place to release their energy, many people will always do some bad things that affect order.

For example, those young people who like to smash, loot and disrupt social order can stay in one place and not move if they are given a mobile phone or a computer. They only need to maintain a small amount of Internet access fees, and this is the greatest benefit to society.

In fact, there is no need to exaggerate this matter. If you look at it from a distance, online games are just like mahjong, singing and dancing, smoking and drinking. They are all entertainment projects to kill time. There is no essential difference.)