Rational derailment

The relief items from the government were distributed to Vidigal. As expected by Miller and Wu Si, DQ was squeezed among the homeless people receiving the relief items, and it was particularly eye-catching. The one with a huge body blocked everyone and squeezed in the front People are.

As the previous man said, DQ has a beard and gray hair, and there is not a single spot on his face or body that is clean.He scrambled for food, impatiently pouring the nutritious porridge like pig food into his mouth. While pushing and shoving, a small half of the porridge stuck to his beard, and he didn't feel it.

DQ, who was once hailed as the most talented screenwriter in Hollywood, has now become such a virtue. Even if he had been prepared for a long time, when he really appeared in front of him, Miller and Wu Si still felt the sadness emanating from their hearts.

What kind of person would choose such a life?

When the government's car left, Miller and Wu Si found DQ among the dispersed crowd. When they approached him, a strong smell of alcohol hit their faces, and it was as if DQ was immersed in a wine tank.

Drunkard, as expected, is not a rumor made out of nothing.

"DQ? Is that you?"

Regarding the inquiries of the two, DQ only protected the relief items in his arms, looked at them like robbers, and separated them with his huge body. "This is mine, son of a bitch, if you have the ability to claim it yourself, don't touch my things if you don't want to die, or your head will blow."

The mouth was spitting dirty words, compared to Miller and Wu Si, it was like a tape that had been recorded before, repeating and relaxing every time, no matter what the occasion, no matter who it was to, the total What a few words.

Negotiations to no avail, to a drunkard who is not even insane, what do you say he can listen to?

Instead of getting DQ to look them in the eye, he scratched his arm and injured Miller and Wu Si.Treating the wound with alcohol, Miller gnawed on the dry food that he brought with him. Even the most common coarse grain biscuits became the target of salivation by the people around him.

It was Wu Si who followed DQ back.

"He replaced all the relief supplies with wine, and got drunk under the bridge." Wu Si took the dry food that Miller handed him, and gnawed on it.They wore the most common jackets, and because they stayed in the slums of Rio de Janeiro for several days, they couldn't take a shower every day, and their bodies and faces were dirty.

The two ate dry food silently, feeling heavy.I had planned for the worst, and even thought that DQ would turn around and run away after seeing them, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a result.

"Will your family's Ran Xuanyang end up like this?" Miller suddenly said this after a long silence.

"If it's his situation, I can understand it instead." Unlike DQ, Ran Xuanyang puts everything aside to pursue his dream, and it is very likely that he will encounter a worse situation than DQ now. In that situation, in order to survive, For his dream, he will persist.However, DQ is not like this. He gave up his good life for no reason and turned into this ghostly appearance. Not to mention his dream, he even gave up his life.

Wu Si couldn't understand this.

"It seems that he is really perfect in your heart." Miller concluded seemingly indifferently. When Wu Si raised his eyebrows and wanted to refute, he first brought the topic back to the point, and didn't want to continue discussing Ran Xuanyang with him. The topic, "DQ's outlook on life is not the same as ours, nothing surprising, the problem now is how to make him listen to us well."

It was hard to find him, and as long as he was breathing, Miller wouldn't give up.

"What's your idea?"

"A little bit." Miller threw the drunk water bottle into the trash can not far away, and made some noises, making the homeless people around who had been eyeing them for a long time show fierce eyes again.

Unlike in Rosinda, the vagabonds in Vidigal are obviously more aggressive, repelling outsiders, and have a sense of control over the territory.How could such a person allow DQ to share what belongs to them?

When the sun went down and the owner of the small shop started chasing the thief, a group of homeless men with iron bars and knives slowly approached DQ who was still sleeping soundly under the bridge.

If he didn't know what Miller wanted to do before, after seeing this scene, Wu Si naturally understood that they needed to sell favors to DQ.

However, just as he was about to rush over with Miller, he was suddenly grabbed by someone around him and handed him a mobile phone, which had been connected to the police.

"I won't do anything I'm not sure about." After Miller finished speaking, the phone in Wu Si's hand was connected. He had to pick up the phone and start talking to the police about the violent incidents here, and then watched helplessly. Miller rushed toward the crowd.

I will not chase a dream that may never come true like Ran Xuanyang, but I will do what I can ensure to do to the best of my ability.For some reason, Wu Si felt that Miller's words had such a meaning.

The moonlight was very bright, reflected on the lake, and the figures under the bridge could be seen clearly.The conflict had already begun. Miller was pulling the fat DQ. The two were surrounded by a group of people, and the iron rod could be clearly seen hitting them again and again.

"Don't be so fucking wordy, if you tell you to send someone, send someone here. When the dead go to the international court, you can't bear the responsibility for ten!" Wu Si yelled at the policeman on the phone. It will not arouse their rebellious psychology, but the ignorance in their hearts can't be calmed down no matter what.

What is uncertain things, what is everything under control? !If you were beaten to death here, wouldn't you lose everything? !

As if confirming Wu Si's bad premonition, when he rushed down, he happened to see a homeless man pick up a watermelon knife and stab it directly into Miller's stomach.

Blood spurted out, and everyone paused for a moment, followed by sirens whistling from far to near.