Lin Fan carried the bread and water, and walked back along the brick and stone road.

As he walked, he was mumbling the three dollars in his mind.

It’s not because he can’t afford to lose three dollars, but because the side effects of [Murphy’s Necklace] are too powerful. Lin Fan puts the money in his pocket for less than two minutes, and the pocket is not rotten, but the money just can’t be found...

It's so outrageous, it's so terrifying!

"Please, give me some water. The two children haven't drunk water all day." A hoarse voice interrupted Lin Fan's thoughts.

I saw a dirty woman kneeling on the ground. Whenever someone passed by her, she would cry and kowtow. There were two half-year-old children sitting next to her.

People on the road walked around, but only Lin Fan stopped.

The woman's eyes lit up and she knelt down and looked at Lin Fan: "Please, give her saliva."

After saying that, he crawled to the ground.

Guru~

Guru~

The woman heard the sound of pouring water, raised her head in surprise, and saw Lin Fan pouring water into the empty pot in front of her.

"Thank you, thank you so much." The woman kowtowed and thanked her quickly.

After filling the woman's small pot in one breath, Lin Fan twisted his spout onto his kettle.

The two children sitting beside him licked their dry lips as they looked at the water in the pot, and finally looked at the white bread in Lin Fan's arms with bright eyes.

This is not because two children are greedy. What does such a young child know? This is all too hungry to make trouble.

Lin Fan remembered the hard days he had suffered when he was a child in his previous life. He also begged after running out of the orphanage. It was very miserable and his stomach was so hungry that he was ruthless.

At that time, when he watched others walk and eat pancakes, his eyes shining, and his saliva could flow all over the floor.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan's sympathy unconsciously surged out.

He pinched the white bread under his shoulder, pulled out the black bread and broke it hard on his knees, and put one of the sections on the small kettle in front of the woman: "Here, let me go back quickly and find a way to do some business. The child is still young."

It is impossible to give white bread, Lin Fan wants to keep it for himself.

The woman was happy when she saw half of the black bread, but after hearing Lin Fan's words clearly, she was stunned, and then nodded with a determined look: "My benefactor, I will. Where do you live? I will go to find you when I go back and clean up. You will be my first guest, and you will not charge money, so I can gain some experience."

What business can a widow who is pulling two half-old children do in this wasteland? A woman can tell at a glance.

“…”

Lin Fan was confused when he heard this, then he came back and said blankly: "You misunderstood, goodbye, goodbye."

He carried the bread and water and turned his head and left.

A woman looked confused.

Just then,

"Thank you, teacher." The two children's voices suddenly rang, and then a thick bass sounded, "How good, come on, you can share half of this white bread. I just picked up three dollars. We should thank the owner together."

The two children said in unison: "Thank you, the owner."

Lin Fan, who had not taken a few steps, looked strange and turned around suddenly.

I saw a man standing in front of the woman with a low head and a strong body.

A thick bass sounded from the man's mouth: "You go find a job to do it, the child can let me go during the day."

"Thank you, teacher, thank you, I will definitely find a job, and after I make money, the tuition will be handed over to you on time."

The man waved his hand: "Don't hurry this."

The woman thanked again, and happily took the two children with bread and water.

When passing by Lin Fan, he did not forget to say again: "Benefactor, thank you."

Lin Fan nodded slightly and then continued to look at the strong man.

The man smiled kindly at Lin Fan: "Young man, you are very good. Now I rarely see someone like you who is kind."

Lin Fan smiled back and didn't say anything, but his heart became even more strange - the man's voice sounded familiar and had a little impression of his appearance, but Lin Fan just couldn't remember his name.

How about punching him?

In this way, the system's combat module will take the initiative to prompt his identity.

But Lin Fan glanced at the man's strong body again, feeling that he might not be able to resist his counterattack punch, and wisely gave up this idea of ​​dying.

Alas, it’s a pity that the favorability system that players should have disappeared, otherwise Lin Fan would have known the man’s name in an instant after a few words of sarcasm.

Seeing that Lin Fan seemed to not want to communicate or get entangled, the man was ready to leave.

He likes to chat with kind-hearted people, especially young people, but he doesn't make any talk or make things boring.

Seeing this, Lin Fan quickly stopped him: "Hey, wait. The three dollars just now were mine. I lost them on the way to the bakery after I fetched the water."

The man was stunned. His money was indeed lost in front of the bakery. Did he meet the owner?

The next moment, the man smiled on his face: "That's it. You guy, you are such a great man. Thank you for your two children just now. They can have a full meal for two days."

Lin Fan listened to a familiar voice in his ear, but his heart was always out of tune with others, and his expression seemed a little stiff.

The man misunderstood Lin Fan's expression and sucked in an exaggerated manner: "You don't want to ask me for money, right? If the money falls to the ground, it's unowned. You can't cheat me. I don't want to fight."

The man said it right. In the Western Continent, if your money falls to the ground, you will be unparalleled. If you want to get the money back, you will be able to fight with the person who picks up the money and win.

"I don't want that three dollars."

I just want to figure out what you are.

Lin Fan stretched out his finger and pointed to the outer city: "Since you are on the way, why not talk while walking?"

"Okay." The man grinned.

Lin Fan took the initiative to extend his hand: "My name is Lin Fan, what do you call me?"

The man reached out and shook Lin Fan hard: "My name is Botong, hello."

"Hello, lucky to know." Lin Fanyun nodded lightly.

But in fact, there have been storm in my heart.

He finally met the man in front of him with someone in his previous life.

Broadcom, a famous and surnamed character on the NPC Storm List (Hailan Star District) in "Rise of Wasteland", has been a legend throughout his life.

Lin Fan didn't expect to meet him here.

As one of the founders of the Tinder Organization, shouldn’t this guy be in charge of the overall situation in Dongning City, the headquarters of the Tinder Organization?

At least when the public beta was first started, Lin Fan knew that Broadcom was from Dongning City.

Now that the public beta is only less than a year away, how could Broadcom be in the territory of the Wang Consortium?

Lin Fan smelled the scent of secrets, and a player equation emerged in his mind: Secret = Mission = Experience Money.

Lin Fan suddenly became excited.

Speaking of which, when Lin Fan was a player in his previous life, he also did important main tasks under Broadcom, which lasted for two months. In the following years, he also had several dealings with Broadcom and was very familiar with Broadcom.

Logically speaking, Lin Fan should be able to recognize Broadcom at a glance, but...

Lin Fan couldn't help but look at Botong's short, black and dense curly hair.

Botong's scalp tightened by Lin Fan's meaningful gaze: "What do you think of my hair?"

"Your hair is so dark and so dense..." Lin Fan touched his hair and sighed, "Envy."

"That's right, my hair is so good." Broadcom was content.

Yes, then why do I know Broadcom a bald man with a big bald head and all her hair follicles dead...

Lin Fan was speechless and seriously suspected that Botong was wearing a wig on his head.
Chapter completed!