After saying that, Takahashi stood up. He stopped caring about Shimada lying on the ground and walked away on his own.

As he walked back, he recalled what he said just now, and it was indeed a bit arrogant. The last person who said this was probably the protagonist's experience.

However, the clay man also had a lot of anger. Takahashi was not a harmless little white rabbit. Shimada's repeated behavior completely angered him.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is garbage if someone has beaten and insulted people, but cannot beat people, and cannot frame people. From this perspective, Takahashi even feels that he has eliminated the harm for the people.

Thinking back to the feeling of falling shoulders and elbows, and one blow to defeat the enemy, it is indeed a bit passionate and refreshing.

Although he easily solved Shimada, he thought he was a martial arts master with unique skills. He was not a martial arts master. It was just that when he was a child, he had been strengthening his body for a few years, and he happened to have learned Tai Chi for two years and knew some moves.

He was obedient to Shimada's various behaviors before. It was not because he didn't hate Shimada, but because so many people watched him, he had to maintain an optimistic and healthy image.

And in the dark alley like before, no matter what he did, who knows that even if Shimada really spread it everywhere, even if others believe it, the one who loses Shimada's face will be his first.

As a gangster, your biggest asset is actually face. Without face, it is impossible to continue to live in this circle.

Although Takahashi doesn't have to worry about Shimada's large-scale publicity and slandering himself, he must be wary of his desire to regain his face and find a few best friends to criticize him. If he doesn't beware of it in advance, it will be dangerous if he really encounters such a situation.

However, there is no need to worry that he will come back immediately to cause trouble. With his injuries, he will have to rest for at least a week.

Takahashi walked for more than half an hour before returning to his residence.

It is called a slum here, but it is very different from what most people think of as a slum.

It is not in the suburbs of Tokyo, but in a core urban area. It has well-connected transportation and convenient access. Everyone lives in regular houses, the streets are clean and tidy, and there are no small sheds built privately. From the appearance, it is not obvious that this is a slum.

However, as long as you enter the building, you will find clues.

The corridors of all buildings here are very narrow, and all the places that can be used are divided into small rooms with wooden boards.

If you have the opportunity to enter the room and take a look, you will find that the smallest room is only one tatami, as big as 1.62 square meters.

Takahashi and uncle live in such a room. Two people live in the same room. They squeeze together tightly when they sleep, and they can't even turn over.

Originally, Takahashi wanted to go to the park with his uncle to sleep on benches, but after walking around the parks in Tokyo, basically all the benches had guests.

The few parks that even a homeless man cannot see are also because of the safe weather patrol, so homeless man is not allowed to enter.

In addition, there are some miscellaneous things that have no place to put, so after weighing the pros and cons, I still live in a room that can at least shelter from wind and rain and put things in it.

Takahashi opened the door and saw his uncle who had just returned not long ago lying on the ground, his eyes staring at the light rope hanging in the air.

Including the thickness of the partition board, which is 1.62 square meters in total, I want to live in two people, obviously I can't put anything on the ground anymore. Therefore, the walls are full of nails, and many bags are hung on the nails.

"I'm back." The lights were dim and my uncle turned his head.

"Yes." Takahashi sat in an empty place. He touched his uncle, "Look at what I bought."

"What?" The uncle of the class lying on the ground didn't want to move at all. He tilted his head and looked at it. Seeing the few slices of watermelon in the box, he didn't even have the strength to curse, he whispered, "How can you spend money indiscriminately?"

"No money was spent..." Takahashi said here, stopping his words.

Although it is sheltered from wind and rain here, the sound insulation effect is extremely poor, and the public security is not very good. If you say something that should not be said, trouble will come to you soon.

Therefore, when discussing some important things that may cause greed, you need to use paper, pen and paper to chat.

Stationery is not cheap in Japan, so Takahashi and uncle are naturally reluctant to use brand new books and brand new pens. The paper used by the two of them is an old newspaper that has passed many issues, and the pen is a pencil tip discarded by others.

"Uncle, the company decided to let me go to work, 200,000 yen a month." Takahashi lay on the ground and finished writing in the newspaper, reaching the newspaper in front of his uncle.

The uncle saw half of it, and sat up with a "swoosh". He asked without saying a word, "Really?"

Takahashi nodded.

Uncle removed another pencil tip from the wall and wrote, "What do you want to do?"

“Play the game.”

The uncle showed a puzzled expression on his face, "Playing games? Isn't it cost money to play games? Isn't it a liar?"

After the uncle finished writing, his face showed a look of lingering fear.

Don’t think that if Japan is prosperous and prosperous, there will be no scammers. In fact, there are many scammers in Japan.

Whether it is pyramid schemes, TV shopping, or gutter oil, these things that are extremely harmful are invented and created by Japan. These things were first spread to Taiwan, then spread to East Asia and the whole world. It really hurt the people of the whole world.

When my uncle first came to Japan, he was deceived once, and that time he was deceived and unforgettable. Since then, he has never believed in any Japanese again. Whenever he encounters anything, he will first think about whether this is a scam.

"It's not a scam." Takahashi explained on paper, "Uncle, you see that when I was playing games in the afternoon, there were so many people watching. The machine I played was from that company. The boss thought I was playing well, and felt that I could get more attention in their games, and that more people would play and make more money, so they would hire me."

The uncle poked his forehead with the pencil tip. After thinking for a while, what his nephew said made sense.

But he was still cautious. He wrote on the paper, "Go and try it first, don't do any problems. We have the strength to not do evil things, and we can't starve ourselves to death."

Takahashi smiled bitterly, took out two thousand yuan notes from his pocket and placed them in the newspaper, and then wrote, "This is the money given to me by the company boss. Uncle, please collect it."

The uncle picked up the money and checked the light for a long time to confirm that it was real money. Then he carefully folded it up and put it in his socks. He wrote, "I'll save it for you first, and tell me when I use it."

Takahashi nodded.

He once wondered why his uncle had to put all his money on him. He said that it was safest to put it on him. Do you think it would be safe to lock the house? It's too naive. If you lock the house, others have 100,000 ways to get in and take away all the things you ordered a little earlier.

Seeing that his uncle had collected the money, he wrote a sentence in the newspaper, "Uncle, I also asked for a job for you. Let's go together tomorrow, so there is no need to be a hard worker anymore."
Chapter completed!