Chapter 16 Opening Lightning Strike
Dave was once accused in court of illegally disseminating adult videos in public and leaking his employer's personal privacy information. He also admitted that he had a history of group sex and drug use, and even had a dark history of fantasizing about the mothers of his neighbors and classmates.
At that time, the Texas court was still struggling with the sentencing of a white police officer, so it didn't pay much attention to this, leaving him with a hidden danger.
The defendant's lawyer, who is Dave's ex-girlfriend's current boyfriend and an old classmate of his, is clinging to the evidence.
But before the defendant's lawyers could make a move, the biographical information Dave listed himself made the lawyer who was his opponent, former lover and old classmate begin to doubt his life.
Brother, are you really going to go alone? Stop talking! I'm really scared!
I just want to win the case and settle the debt dispute, but I don't intend to send you to jail!
Considering that your girlfriend is very moist and always grabs the bed sheets and shouts your name hysterically at night, stop saying that!
Please!
Dave is a notorious losing lawyer with no winning rate in his career. He confessed everything to the public and could not win at all.
A courtroom confrontation shocked the judge, jury, the defendant's ex-girlfriend, the defendant's lawyer, and everyone present including the security personnel in the audience...
Sentenced to one year and six months.
After paying the bail, you are basically declared bankrupt.
With no house, no car and no savings, he was forced to live on the streets.
Talent! !
Zhang Ailun couldn't describe his feelings.
Such people actually exist.
"Good night, Alan! Good night, Simone." Dave waved and left gracefully.
"Good night."
Watching the other person leave, Zhang Ailun could only sigh that this place is indeed the magical America.
He took out $15 and gave it to Simone, who was already drunk and unconscious.
"This is the money I borrowed from you during the day. Now I'm returning it to you and we're even now, Simone! Hey! Are you still conscious?" Zhang Ailun pushed her shoulder.
Put the money into the other person's pocket.
"We're even? Emm... Then what about the fact that you saw me? Alan, are all you Asians so irresponsible?"
Simone spoke with a lisp, came up to him with some dissatisfaction, and sat on Zhang Ailan.
With his hands around my neck, his breath sprayed on my face, there was a smell of alcohol, and I could even feel his body temperature.
Zhang Ailun was numb.
Wait, did I forget something!?
Zhang Ailun suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look over.
I found that little Lori was sitting in the corner without saying a word, and he had almost no sense of existence the whole time. He looked up at the starry sky, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
Zhang Ailun coughed lightly, interrupting the other party's thoughts.
Little Lori came back to his senses slowly, turned his head to look at him, and when he saw the two people in a stacked posture, his eyes became subtle.
I immediately gave him a look that said I understood.
In a bassy voice that could not be developed without ten years of phlegm and ten years of smoking, he said, "Good night, man. Have a nice night."
He lit a cigarette with spiked ingredients for himself, picked up the bottle of wine, and suddenly jumped up with his tall body.
He turned around, put on his black leather jacket, and limped into the darkness.
I could still faintly hear him humming a ballad.
It seems to be a Chinese song?
Mom's kiss.
I'm not insulting you.
Because Zhang Ailun had just heard this song before, the name of the song is called Mother's Kiss.
In that remote little mountain village, my dear mother, her hair is already white...
There must be some story behind this old black man!!
Looking back at Simone who was a little unconscious, her saliva had wet his shoulders. He did not indulge her bad habit, but picked her up and threw her into the tent.
The campfire was extinguished and the solar light outside the tent was also turned off manually.
"Good night."
Zhang Ailun closed the tent and turned around and left.
"Fxxk!!"
After the footsteps faded away, low curses were heard from the tent, as well as the sound of pounding on the blankets and pillows. But it wasn't long before the low panting sounded again.
Zhang Ailun didn't know that he was labeled as "worse than an animal".
He is unwilling to help others.
He is really stingy.
Simone's fingers will definitely be cleaner tomorrow than usual.
When we returned to the No. 19 bridge tunnel, the lights in Dominic's tent were off.
Zhang Ailun returned to the tent and fell down, soon falling asleep.
The next day.
As expected, Zhang Ailun was still woken up by the reminder sound of [Daily Intelligence].
I took out my phone in a daze, unlocked the screen and took a look.
Opening lightning strike! !
The whole person suddenly woke up.
[Daily Intelligence: Your good neighbor Simone cursed you ten thousand times last night when she was hungover, saying that you are not a man at all, and used you as a vent to satisfy her physiological needs with her fingers.]
[Daily Intelligence: Homeless man Stephen stole $160 and hid it in the No. 4 sewer drain of the Cajun Bridge. Among them were three low-quality cigars and a bottle of imitation 1800 Sirena Del Deseo (Siren of Desire) silver label tequila. Details: The wallet and ID photo of the lost person were discarded in a black trash can in the alley of No. 8 Fairway. Those who help find them can get the thanks and reward of the lost person. ]
[Daily Intelligence: Many people in the Green Letter Shelter where Reina is staying are on vacation today and she is short of staff. At 15:30 in the afternoon, a transportation truck from a charity organization will deliver a batch of tents and relief supplies. She is in urgent need of hiring porters for daily wages.]
Zhang Ailun sat up, scratched his messy head, and began to question his life.
That black girl really has some feelings for me.
No, it's like this after just one day of knowing each other?
What will happen if we become more familiar with each other? I can’t even imagine it!
Zhang Ailun had to admit that he was really charming.
People in the US are also too direct in their emotions.
But he actually cared more about something else.
Why is there no information about the Baal Meals on Wheels today?
why?
I will die without bali relief meal!!!
I glanced at the date sheet and saw that today was Saturday.
They don't work on weekends off.
Fxxk!!
Or you can say that the Americans are not good enough. Have you ever seen any charity organization take a break on Saturdays and Sundays?
Public servants must work overtime, contribute to public welfare, and become the pillars of the country!
Zhang Ailun got out of bed with a lot of anger, but fortunately the other two pieces of information were still useful. At least he didn't have to go to the streets to pick up trash today.
It's time to do the hard labor of moving bricks.
Fortunately, Reina also knew Zhang Ailan, so he could use Dominic's relationship to get in through the other party's back door, and even take a shower at her place.
There was no choice to wake up Dominic who was still sleeping. It was obvious that the other party would not get up until noon when he woke up naturally. He was a big lazy guy.
Zhang Ailun squeezed out precious water and hastily washed his face and rinsed his mouth.
He looked left and right through the worn glass lens. His beard was unshaven and his hair was greasy.
The sexy tough guy is less refreshing and sunny than when he first came, and more experienced, weathered and greasy.
That's what homeless people are like.
Zhang Ailun didn't care about his personal image. What's the point of caring about it when he couldn't even get enough to eat? He was even too lazy to actively exercise and run. He felt that he had no energy and became decadent.
I'm so depraved!!
After gritting my teeth and jogging for half a lap to warm up, I decisively chose to save my energy.
Don't consume calories until you're sure you're full.
After leaving Bridge No. 19, I passed by the tent area and took a look at the tent where Simone was.
The other party didn't make any movement today, and his bicycle was still parked nearby. He definitely didn't intend to miss any time to recover his energy during his vacation.
Very good, otherwise Zhang Ailun really doesn’t know how to face someone who uses him as an object of fantasy. Seeing Simone’s face will definitely make him have all kinds of thoughts.
Coincidentally, Zhang Allen soon met the legal pioneer Dave who had just gotten up at the fork in the road.
(End of this chapter)
