dkrc Chapter 40 You dare not move? Fine, I'll do it!
Chapter 40 You dare not move? Fine, I'll do it!
After Lin Ximeng finished speaking, the field fell into a brief silence.
The homeless men who had been picking up cans with their heads down looked at each other, their eyes full of hesitation, and none of them dared to take the first step.
They clutched the empty bags in their hands, their bodies slightly tense, clearly still reeling from the oppressive presence of the black penguins.
Seeing this, Jerome moved closer to Simon Lin and asked in a low voice, "What do we do? Nobody dares to move. Are they afraid of this guy who's fainted?"
Lin Ximeng's eyes swept over the crowd, seeing their numb and hesitant faces, and he instantly made a decision.
You dare not move?
Okay, I'll do it!
Without saying a word, he walked straight to the pile of jars and bags to the side, bent down, grabbed a bag, and headed towards the nearest white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man and the homeless man shrank back in fright. Lin Simon shoved the can bag into his arms and said in an unquestionable tone, "Take it and get out of here now."
The old man paused for a moment, then, clutching the jar bag, he realized what was happening. Perhaps a little afraid of Lin Ximeng, he ran a few steps away, then stopped and looked back at the crowd, his face full of hesitation.
A black penguin's henchman instinctively tried to step forward to stop him, but as soon as he took a step, he felt as if he were being stared at from behind by a ferocious beast.
Turning around, she met Lin Ximeng's cold gaze, which froze her in fright. She immediately shrank back and dared not move again.
Lin Ximeng then grabbed a few more bags of cans and shoved them into the arms of several homeless men nearby without saying a word, his actions and tone extremely rude: "Take these and get out of my sight right now."
The homeless men who were stuffed into the jars were similar to the first white-haired old man; they all ran a little further away before stopping to look around.
But the distance each person ran was always getting farther and farther.
When Lin Ximeng handed a heavy bag of jars to a homeless man with a small mustache, the man's voice trembled with emotion: "Thank you, thank you, God bless you! May I know your name?"
The bearded homeless man felt that Simon Lin must be an angel sent by God to save him. He just wanted to find out her name and pray to God every night before going to bed to bless Simon Lin.
Lin Ximeng looked around and saw that the hesitation in the eyes of the homeless people around him was gradually replaced by anticipation. He nodded slightly: That means the preparations are almost complete.
He immediately returned to the unconscious Brock and, in front of everyone, kicked him twice more before shouting, "I, Horus, am just an ordinary vagrant who has only recently arrived."
"But even an ordinary homeless man like me can beat their boxing instructor."
"This shows that the Black Penguin Group is not scary at all; it's just a paper tiger."
"They want to monopolize the cans on Seventh Street? Impossible! These cans belong to every one of us homeless people!"
After Lin Ximeng finished speaking, there was another brief silence.
Then, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted Lin Simon's name: "Horus!"
Then, more homeless people joined in, shouting, "Horus, Horus!"
A moment later, all the homeless men joined in shouting, "Horus, Horus, Horus!"
The excitement quickly turned into anger towards the Black Penguin group. Everyone turned to the few Black Penguin members present and swarmed them, punching and kicking them, scaring the henchmen into crying and screaming.
Just as the scene was in chaos, a series of hurried footsteps came from the alley entrance, and Donal arrived with five or six men, panting heavily.
From afar, they could hear Donal shouting at the top of his lungs, "Big brother, I've brought men to help you!"
But when they rushed closer and saw the scene of homeless people beating up the henchmen and cans scattered all over the ground, they were all stunned and their eyes were full of shock.
What's going on? This is completely different from the scene of the two sides confronting each other that I imagined.
Lin Ximeng turned around when he heard the voice and found that it was Donal who had gone to call for help, and he had finally managed to get someone.
Alright, better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early.
Lin Ximeng will not treat anyone who comes to help out unfairly.
He greeted Donal and his group, saying, "You've come at the right time. You've all had a long day."
He pointed to the undivided jars and bags next to him and said, "Everyone gets a bag."
Donal and the others were stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward to take the jars, thinking to themselves: Donal was right after all, this guy is really reliable, he just called out and got a jar.
Following him will definitely lead to a bright future!
Simon Lin offered a few words of encouragement to the homeless people present, then turned around and took out four bags from the remaining jars and bags. These were compensation for Riley and Gloria's robbery, as well as wages for himself and Jerome.
He tossed a bag to Jerome: "Let's go."
The two men, carrying the cans, left the Seventh Block amidst the deafening cheers of "Horus" from the homeless.
Upon returning to Camp 39, the scene before Lin Ximeng took him by surprise:
Everyone in the camp looked tense. Riley and the others were surrounding Chris, some handing him sticks, others rummaging through scrap metal, clearly preparing for battle.
"Hey, we haven't even gone to rescue you yet, why are you back already?" Gloria asked in surprise.
After asking a few questions, Lin Ximeng learned that it was not long ago that Isidora came to the camp and told everyone about the prowess of the black boxer Brock.
And he said that Simon Lin might be in danger.
Worried that something might happen to Simon Lin, the group decided to arm Chris, the best fighter, so they could go to Rusty Street together to rescue Simon Lin.
Unexpectedly, just as everyone was ready, Lin Ximeng returned with his men.
Upon seeing this scene, Jerome immediately perked up and began to "recap" the battle with great enthusiasm: "You didn't see it, that Brock looked fierce and came up to fight me head-on, but I managed to take several punches."
"Later, he tricked me and ambushed me, but Lin Ximeng immediately stepped in and took him down in no time!"
He spoke with great enthusiasm, spittle flying everywhere, and everyone in the camp listened with great interest.
Seeing how quickly Jerome had integrated, Simon introduced him to everyone: "This is Jerome. He wanted to join our camp, and we owe a lot to his help this time."
Everyone welcomed Jerome.
Simon Lin then pointed to the four bags of jars on the ground, "Two of them are the ones Riley and Gloria were robbed of."
At that moment, Gloria noticed the Hafiz mountain bike parked at the camp entrance, her eyes wide with surprise: "Did you get this bike, Simon?"
After seeing Lin Ximeng's affirmation, Gloria exclaimed with admiration:
"Yesterday you brought back luxury clothes, and today you've brought back so many jars and bicycles. Simon, you're truly the most homeless of the homeless."
"Yes, I think you're the chosen homeless man," Riley and Jeff nodded in agreement.
Chris, having removed his "armor," said excitedly, "Guys, you guys did a great job! The Black Penguin guys definitely won't dare to make a move now. But remember to call me next time there's something like this."
After saying that, he even showed off his well-developed biceps.
Riley nodded in agreement: "Simon, Jerome, and Chris, we think our camp is invincible!"
Gloria, standing nearby, couldn't help but speak up: "I don't quite understand why you gave most of the cans to the homeless. Wouldn't it have been better to bring more back to our camp?"
Lin Ximeng smiled and said, "I'm looking for allies for our camp."
"The Black Penguins are the biggest power in the Seventh District. The fact that they can recruit a tough guy like Brock shows that they are not weak."
"If I take all the cans with me, it's like leaving Camp 39 to fight the black penguins alone, which is a bad idea."
"What does 'worst strategy' mean? It sounds quite profound." Riley frowned, looking puzzled. The military terminology of Xia Kingdom was clearly beyond his level, given that he had only completed junior high school.
Gloria nodded in agreement, looking bewildered. "I don't understand either."
Simon Lin chose to explain in the simplest terms: "It's a worse idea, while the best approach is the best solution."
"My best strategy is to make the Black Penguin the common enemy of all the homeless people in the Seventh Street, and make the other homeless people allies of our Camp 39 to fight against the Black Penguin together. That would make dealing with them much easier."
Jeff listened and nodded: "I agree. I used to sell insurance, and I also liked to ask my friends for help."
The others in the camp echoed this sentiment, increasingly convinced that Simon Lin was the chosen homeless man.
Everyone was in high spirits, and Jeff suggested, "How about we have a bonfire party? I have a few bottles of wine."
These words immediately received a response from everyone, and the campsite instantly became lively as everyone busied themselves preparing a campfire and food.
"bite"
Just then, Lin Simon's phone suddenly rang.
He took out his phone and saw a message from Max. Opening it, the first thing he saw was a photo:
Max's body was pressed against the glass door of the bathroom, the steamy water creating a hazy yet alluring silhouette.
The photo was accompanied by the text: Who wants to come to my house to take a shower?