Desperate Hacker

Chapter 568 Meeting old friends in a foreign land

"The boss is coming from the mainland!"

"Singapore, but now they are indeed mainland Chinese! You are right!"

"Haha, once you hear the boss talk, you can tell he has seen the world!"

"Where! It's all just to make a living!"

"Boss, the place you are going to is quite chaotic. Please don't get out of the car casually!"

"Don't worry! I'm so old, I must listen to other people's advice!"

"And boss! Do you have any photos of the person you are looking for?"

"I don't have any photos! But there aren't many Chinese people there!"

"Indeed! There are very few Chinese people who can become tramps, but it's not impossible. Either they are mentally stimulated, or they are bankrupted by women!"

……

The driver chatted casually with Old Tang, and the car passed by the Bank of America building very quickly.

Old Tang was a little strange. This place didn't look like a place where homeless people gathered.

But just after the car passed two traffic lights.

Suddenly tents started appearing on the street.

There are also some people wandering around shirtless on the street, and some squatting on the side of the road, facing the corner and not knowing what to do.

But as soon as the car reached here, the driver immediately rolled up the window.

"This is the area!"

"What do we do?"

"Since we're here to find someone, we can't come empty-handed. Wait a minute, I'll go buy something first. Boss, sit tight in the car and don't go out!"

"Ok!"

Hearing the driver's repeated emphasis, Old Tang couldn't help but become nervous.

However, after the car stopped on the side of the road, the driver took out a gun from the armrest box next to the driver's seat, then he put the gun on his waist, then packed up his clothes and covered the gun, and then He walked into the convenience store.

Old Tang felt even more nervous at this time. He sat in the car and looked at the surrounding situation with vigilant eyes.

There was a black man sitting in a wheelchair across the road. Old Tang looked at him curiously, but the man immediately took out his pistol and pointed it at him.

When Old Tang saw this, he quickly lowered his head for fear of causing trouble.

At this moment, the car door was opened, and Old Tang raised his hand vigilantly, only to see that it was the driver who got out of the car just now.

"I bought some instant noodles! Let's drive slowly in a while, and I'll help you ask if you can find the compatriot named Jiang!"

The car then started again, and there was another traffic light. When we got here, Old Tang saw that the roadside was full of tents!

The car began to slow down, and the driver rolled down the window, then took out a small box of instant noodles and waved his hand to the people on the roadside.

A man in a wheelchair came pushing the wheelchair.

The driver asked in English if he had seen any Asian faces here!

However, the other party said that he had met him before and that he was a good friend with him. However, when Old Tang asked about the characteristics of the guy in Chinese, the black man on the other side said something completely wrong.

However, the bucket of instant noodles was still given to the other party. However, this move made more people come over.

But the driver didn't come here to do good deeds. He drove away at a high speed and then came to the next tent camp.

Then he repeated his old plan.

"Hey man! Ever seen a bald Asian man!"

"Asian?"

"She looks similar to me, but she doesn't have any hair in the middle!"

"Go over there and pass three or four bus stops. Maybe you can meet him there!"

The driver gave the other party a box of instant noodles as usual.

This time the person who was asked was quite reliable.

So the driver drove the car and kept going. "Aren't you afraid of them robbing you?"

"I'm not afraid! But I have to be careful, so I have to buy a box of instant noodles to open the way!"

"Is instant noodles popular here?"

"Yeah! Just get some hot water. Anyway, it's quite popular here!"

……

The driver drove the car attentively. He didn't want to cause trouble. There were people burning paper and setting fires on the road. Some people were urinating and defecating everywhere. There were also people holding needles. Needless to say, they were doing whatever they wanted.

Looking at this scene, Old Tang suddenly felt how wise it was for him to stay in Singapore.

Finally, after passing three or four bus stops, I saw a few separate tents here, and some places were filled with garbage.

While they were still looking around, suddenly, a bald head lying on the ground caught their attention.

The driver drove over and saw a man in his forties or fifties sitting in a wheelchair, covering his head. His face was covered in blood, and the tent on the side was completely torn.

"cnm, if this were in China, I would crush you to death, just like crushing an ant to death! Damn... you son of a bitch!"

A familiar Sichuan dialect immediately caught Old Tang's attention. After the driver stopped the car, Old Tang also rolled down the window.

Then he said tentatively.

"Mr. Jiang?"

The man lying on the ground suddenly raised his head in confusion, and then saw an old man wearing a floral shirt sitting in the car. He was a little confused for a moment.

"who are you?"

"Mr. Jiang, how forgetful you are! When we were in Sichuan Province, didn't you even toast to me?"

"Sichuan Province? The people I know in Sichuan Province..."

The other party was halfway through speaking, but suddenly stopped.

Then he said in surprise:

"Master Tang! Why are you here..."

"Boss! Is it him?"

"That's him! Lao Jiang, I don't know if you have time. Let's have a meal together. I flew all the way from Singapore just to find you!"

"Eat! Okay...but..."

"You're welcome, I'll treat you to this meal. How about we eat Sichuan food!"

The driver then helped Lao Jiang up from the ground.

But then I unexpectedly discovered that he could walk.

"It's not Lao Jiang. Your legs and feet are fine. Why are you sitting in a wheelchair?"

"I have a lot of stuff, so I have to find something to push it around! Those black people go to the supermarket to steal those shopping carts, and I still have a wheelchair. Back then..."

Lao Jiang looked at the wheelchair with some melancholy, because he remembered that it was a relic of his mother.

But he never dreamed that he would be like this.

……

So Lao Jiang zipped up the tent. In fact, he had nothing to lock.

Although things were lost and it was not easy for him to deal with, he always felt that Tang Wuben came all the way to find him, which was a turning point in his life.

So Lao Jiang got in the car, and the driver took them to a nearby Chinese restaurant.

Then Lao Tang gave the driver 100 yuan. He had something to tell Lao Jiang and it was not convenient for outsiders to be present. He made an appointment with the driver to pick them up after dinner.

Sitting in a bright restaurant, Tang Wuben picked up the teapot and poured a cup of Pu'er tea for Lao Jiang.

Lao Jiang touched the tea cup and took a sip, tears actually filling his eyes.

"What kind of world is this TND!"

(End of this chapter)