Heavy rain irrigates the world in the middle of the night.

The raindrops scrambled to the rows of buildings and tiles, like a symphony with extremely fast rhythms for tens of thousands of people.

Inland, a small town along the river, there is an alley next to an unknown underground casino.

The alley is dark and narrow, and at most, there are only two people wide at the entrance of the alley, but they can't be the kind of big man with wide shoulders and strong body. Just look at the environment, you can tell that this must be the favorite den of countless mice and cockroaches.

It was past midnight and noise came from the alley.

The blonde and blue-eyed foreign boy was surrounded by two burly men, and the strong men's vests were soaked in the rain, outlining the congested and swelling muscle groups.

"You are definitely a fraud, right?"

"Impossible! I swear I don't!" The Chinese pronunciation of foreign boys is very authentic.

"You have the final say or not. No one can make a fortune and leave safely with us!"

Occasionally, passers-by will avoid this scene after seeing it. This is common in the vicinity of casinos. The thugs hired in casinos are often no different from mad dogs, and no one will make a fishy smell for no reason for a stranger.

Except for a teenager with black hair and black eyes.

The boy's eyes were drooping, and he was squatting further inside the alley, with a big black umbrella hanging on his arm and a bag of Shuanghui ham in his arms. He peeled one and tried to seduce two three-flowered stray cats curled up in the corner.

There was no sign of the heavy rain, and the boy had no intention of walking away. He patiently tried it with the cats repeatedly, and hummed a slight teasing tune in his mouth.

The strong men who grabbed the collars of foreign boys stopped and looked at the boy who was fed the cat in the rain in the middle of the night but did not hit him.

I'm afraid this is not a fool?

The boy seemed to sense a different look. He turned his head and looked at the three of them - yes, it was the three of them, and the blonde boy who was strangled to the back of his neck also looked at him carefully.

"Did my humming sound disturb you too much? Sorry, I'm careful." The boy said apologetically in response to his bad gaze.

The boy almost let the two strong men go wild afterwards.

"But can you change places to fight? These kittens are only a month old and are very brave. You are making trouble here and they can't even eat supper."

"Are you looking for death?" The stronger man with larger muscles stood up with his bloated chest muscles, with a fierce expression.

The foreign boy said hurriedly: "Brother, you'd better run away, I can solve it here!"

The boy looked at the anxious foreign boys and aggressive strong men, and he was a little confused. These people were full and didn't sleep at night and argued about whether there was a fraud. Just as the other party didn't understand, the boy actually put the matter of feeding cats above personal safety.

The strong man slowly approached, the kitten was frightened in the corner of the wall, and the boy began to frown.

"Don't get close." The boy spoke for the first time.

The strong man pinched the joints of his fingers and slammed his fingers, with a cruel smile on his face and his mind was filled with the dismal appearance of a boy crawling on the ground and vomiting blood and begging for mercy.

"I said, don't get closer, it's only three things." The boy stood up, and his voice was so serious that he reminded him for the second time.

The strong man smiled and fisted away. In his opinion, the young man in front of him was pretending to scare him, just like a puppy who tried his best to act erotic but was actually so scared that he wanted to run away. They all looked like this.

But the next second he knew that he was wrong. He didn't know if he was a big dog, but the boy was definitely not a puppy. If he had to, he would probably be a... a tiger.

The moment he punched his arm, the boy, lost consciousness with an umbrella. He didn't even have time to see the boy's movements clearly. He could only hear the crisp "click" of the hand bone and his painful wail in his belated fear.

Seeing that the situation was not good, another strong man waved his fist as big as a sandbag and rushed towards the boy.

In the rain, it was the cleanest battle that foreign boys had ever seen, and the most threatening... umbrella.

The ending was that two strong men collapsed in the corner of the alley. The kitten was scared and ran away. The black umbrella was still hanging on the boy's arm. The boy sighed with a ham in his arms.

"Brother, why are you so strong, why don't you come to watch for a long time without help?" After witnessing a one-sided crush, the foreign boy plucked up the courage to get close to the boy.

"I didn't watch, I was just feeding the cats here." The young man said seriously: "And I squat here for a long time and you didn't call for help. I didn't know if it was considered a pity for a rash move."

"Then you have to be full of justice. In my imagination, the 'Umbrella holder in the middle of the night' should be a young oriental knight walking in the dark and encountering unfair swords to help!" The foreign boy looked at the boy who had no emotional ups and downs in front of him, and he looked annoyed that his dream was shattered.

"The umbrella holder late at night?" The boy peeled off a ham sausage and asked while gnawing.

"Yes, Shen Zifan, the umbrella holder in the middle of the night is you, you are the umbrella holder in the middle of the night. The nickname my boss gave you is cool enough, right? He is the first genius to get nicknames from our Kassel!" The foreign boy rubbed his blonde hair wet by the rain.

"Wait a minute." Shen Zifan's mind didn't turn around for a moment. "First of all, you seem to know me? Secondly, your boss gave me a nickname. Who is your boss? Finally, what is Kassel? Some irregular star scout organization?"

"I will answer you first, I'm here to find you. This is my mission. As for my boss, his name is Finger, Finger von Flins, and he is the Minister of Information of Cassel. I am his subordinate, my name is Wright, Wright Kaman. Cassel is the school we are studying, a private university that is so formal that it cannot be more formal, located in the outskirts of Chicago."

"We have to find a place to chat quietly for other things." Wright looked mysterious, "Anyway, I'm here to invite you to join us..."

"No." Before Wright finished speaking, Shen Zifan turned the railway decisively.

"Why?" Wright's face was full of confusion. Could it be that his introduction was too hasty and sounded like a third-rate pheasant university?

"Brother, listen to me. Our university diploma and degree certificates are of high value and are rarely said to be equivalent to your 985,211, and we basically provide jobs. It is a bit dangerous to be absolutely high and efficient..." Wright quickly remedyed.

"The allocation and high salary are quite attractive, but I didn't consider these." Shen Zifan shook his head and interrupted again, "I have no money."

I don't have money, and these three words are realistic and direct enough to make Wright stunned. He had imagined many reasons for being rejected in his mind, such as "too far away" or "It's difficult to take the TOEFL exam", and he had prepared a set of rhetoric.

But he had no idea about "I have no money".

Wright almost blurted out, "I'll pay the tuition for you", but he bit this sentence and swallowed it down on his teeth.

He is not the famous heir to the Gattuso family in the academy, nor is he a descendant of a noble Lord in Great Britain, nor is he... Forget it, to be honest, he is also a poor dog!

Who can still follow Finger if you have money?

"No money... it's actually easy to deal with! Our school has a principal scholarship, and the school will even pay you a lot of money for students with excellent grades." After a struggle in thought, Wright was ready to cheat him. After all, whether he could recruit two credits that Shen Zifan had lost last semester!

Credits are related to upgrading, and upgrading is related to graduation. He does not have the ambitions of his boss Finger, who is like an old dog who cannot move, and has not graduated for seven years!

God knows that next year, he will become a fresh graduate. Will Finger stay in his eighth year!

"It's not that I don't want to join, but that I can't join, don't waste my mouth." Shen Zifan finished eating a Shuanghui ham full of starch and no meat flavor and was ready to replace it. This was his supper.

To be precise, this bag of ham was the dinner he and these little wild cats shared for two days.

"Why can't you join?"

"Because I'm not quite the same as a normal person, I'm a freak." The boy looked directly at Wright, and said these seemingly joking words in a plain tone.

Wright seemed to feel something and stared at Shen Zifan's left eye.

"Shen Zifan, can you please remove the contact lens on the left?" Wright said seriously.

"Yes, but you'd better not be scared." Shen Zifan lowered his head and took off a thin piece of black beauty contact lens from his left eye.

Shen Zifan looked up again, and Wright took a breath of cold air, and the pressure drowned him like a tsunami.
Chapter completed!