The homeless eyes never left the roasted sweet potato in Simon's hand.

"Master, let's do it, let's order it, we haven't eaten it for a long time." The tramp bowed to Simon and prayed humbly.

Simon calmly looked at the few people surrounding him, and said with a chuckle: "You surrounded me, it's not what prayer should be like. Kneel down."

"Kneel, kneel, kneel, all kneel, didn't you hear the uncle?" The homeless man immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Simon.

"Master, I kneel down for you, look."

"I didn't say that if you kneel down, I'll give you food."

The homeless expression suffocated: "You look like a good person with a kind heart, I beg you, save us."

"Go away." Simon snorted coldly.

The faces of the homeless people were ugly, and someone said, "Master, aren't you entertaining us? Although we are homeless people, we are also human and have dignity."

"Kneel down when you say kneel, where's the dignity, go away, don't get in my eyes."

"Master, you are delicate and healthy, right? We are different. Your body is already rotten. I don't know how sick you are." The homeless lifted their clothes, revealing festering wounds. Everyone has it, the skin is festering and it's oozing pus and it's extremely disgusting.

The living environment of these homeless people is extremely harsh. They eat everything and are very susceptible to serious infectious diseases.

"You are threatening me."

The five homeless men stood up and approached Simon, threateningly: "We don't dare, we just begged the uncle to give us a meal so that we can fill our stomachs."

"Master, put down the things in your hand and go. You have lived your rich and noble life. If you accidentally get infected with an infectious disease, it will be bad."

The five homeless people approached slowly, the unpleasant smell drifted over, and Simon put down the bag in his hand.

"That's right, you are rich, you should have pity on our homeless people." A smile appeared on the homeless man's face.

Who knew that Simon took out a revolver from his waist, and the bright revolver turned freely in Simon's hands. The five homeless people were so frightened that their faces turned bloodless, they stopped their steps, fell to their knees, and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy. .

"Master, don't shoot, don't shoot, we were wrong."

"Go away." Simon sneered.

The five homeless ran away in fright.

"Boy, come here." Simon picked up his pistol and beckoned to the little beggar.

The little beggar got up and walked over with some fear, bowing his head and not daring to look at Simon.

"You are afraid of me."

The little beggar nodded timidly.

"It's honest."

"Take it and eat it." Simon handed a large bag of roasted sweet potatoes to the little beggar.

The little beggar's eyes were straight, swallowing saliva, but he didn't dare to move.

"Master, do you have something to order me?" the little beggar asked cautiously.

"You are quite clever." Simon smiled, and then said straight to the point: "Two options, eat the food and go back, just treat it as if I did a good deed today."

"Or, help me with things, it's a little dangerous, but you'll get paid very well."

"Can I ask what it is doing?"

"I need some eyeliner to help me find out about things in the lower city and the outer city."

The little beggar hurriedly said, "I will."

Simon raised his hand to interrupt him and said: "Think about this matter carefully, the danger is not small, maybe one day it will be corpse in the street, think clearly and then answer me."

"I think about it, I think very clearly, I am willing to do things for the uncle." The little beggar said excitedly.

"Not afraid of death?"

"Master, you don't know that homeless beggars like us are so cheap that they will die on the street one day. A little beggar who escaped from the Xiacheng District with me a few days ago came here last night. died.

In the past few days, gangsters have been arresting people everywhere. Even if I don’t help the uncle, they will be arrested in the black factories. I know the conditions of the black factories. I work hard every day, eat very little, and finally die from exhaustion. The little beggar looked sad, and then firm: "Anyway, there is a dead end, it is better to give it a try and find a way to survive." "

The little beggar can see clearly and is also clever. In this chaotic city, cleverness can also make him live longer.

"What's your name."

"Faro."

"Is Faro, this gun is for your self-defense, don't die so early." Simon handed the pistol to the little beggar.

The little beggar took the pistol tremblingly and held it in his arms, his little face still a little excited.

"Will it work?"

"I've seen people use it, and I should be able to use it."

"I also hold this card. If someone wants to kill you, take this card out to save your life." Simon took out a black card from his pocket. It was a jack of spades. Black Jack logo.

The name of Black Jack is famous in the outer city and the lower city, and it has a certain deterrent effect on the gang.

There is a green eagle coin hidden under the card, and the little beggar Faru carefully hides the card in his arms.

"What are you asking me to inquire about?" Faro asked ~lightnovelpub.net~ Simon thought for a while: "Inquire about some strange things in the outer city."

"Then how should I find you?"

Simon left after giving Faro the address.

"Little guy, there's only so much I can help you. Whether you can survive or not depends on you."

Simon originally just wanted to help these little beggars out of good intentions, but he didn't expect to meet the clever Faro, and he wanted Faro to do things for him.

In this chaotic city, news is a very important thing.

Although he is Blackjack's partner, he can also use Blackjack's channels, but his own is always better than others'.

The identity of Faro beggars will be a good cover up, even if there is no gain, it doesn't matter, this is just idle.

There is no harm in Simon, the most he pays is a little money.

If this idler really makes a difference and can bring some useful information, it will be a big profit.

"Maybe, there will be any surprises."

...

Faro looked at the figure of Simon leaving with a firm face. He knew that the moment to change his destiny had come. When it was done, he would be near a big tree. On the cold street.

Faro took off his dirty clothes, wrapped a large bag of roasted sweet potatoes, and ran away.

He is very clever. If these roasted sweet potatoes are discovered by other homeless people, they will definitely be snatched away. Although he has a gun in his hand, this is his most important trump card, and he cannot use it unless he has to.

Moreover, this is the outer city, and using guns during the day will cause unnecessary trouble.

So he had to hide first, eat his fill first, and then have the strength to help Simon.