Shenzhen Donghu Park was originally a reservoir, but later converted into a park. The ecological greening environment was excellent. It was not far from the house rented by Zhang Xiaojian, only two stations away, so it also became a place for him to walk.

Today, as usual, Zhang Xiaojian strolls in the park, enjoying the scenery along the way, thinking about how to quickly build his own company and create a web game to run the entire company.

Regarding the starting capital issue, Zhang Xiaojian doesn’t think it is a big problem for him. There are not many large underground casinos in Shenzhen, but there are many underground casinos in Hong Kong. You only need to take a subway to reach the junction of Hong Kong and Shenzhen, and then take a taxi to go to the place you want to go.

As for why I didn't ask Li Liang for money, although the money belonged to Zhang Xiaojian himself, it was not actually. It was a church fund given by God Tuluo. I had the right to use it, but I would definitely not get 100,000, because the amount of money that the church has invested in now has exceeded the profit.

In other words, the Pope, as a church, now has to rely on himself for living expenses, and also has to support the entire church. Only when everything goes up can it turn around, otherwise the entire church may be dragged down. This is something that Zhang Xiaojian does not allow. Now the church is equivalent to the capital to achieve the gods.

Sitting on a bench and looking at the children playing in front of me, it was already cold now, and even in the warm climate of Guangdong, it seemed a little cold. The leaves of the two rows of trees behind the bench and in front of the bench have turned yellow and are waiting to fall.

The weather may not be very warm, and Zhang Xiaojian also wore a thick sweater.

At this time, a ragged beggar came over. His face was covered with mud and his hair was greasy. He hadn't taken a shower for a long time. He was holding a broken bowl in his hand and trembling slightly. It was obvious that he hadn't eaten for a while.

At this time, the beggar hooked his waist at a woman holding the child and begged. The woman couldn't bear to take out a few dollars of change and put it in his bowl, and then left the place with her own child.

The beggar bowed violently to the woman, and he was obviously very grateful.

Zhang Xiaojian disagreed. He could see such things every day before. For various reasons, he became a beggar and a homeless man. What Zhang Xiaojian couldn't understand was that he was well-manned but did not do things, and finding a job was enough to support himself.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Xiaojian got up and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he saw the other party's desolate face and the shocking scars that appeared from his thin sleeves. This made Zhang Xiaojian really helpless. He felt a burst of sympathy in his heart, and finally he threw a hundred yuan into the beggar's bowl. The next moment, Zhang Xiaojian didn't expect that the beggar's face actually showed a look of panic.

This expression was instantly captured by Zhang Xiaojian Mingrui's observation power. Just when he was puzzled, a group of weird young people jumped out from the side and pulled the beggar away.

"I..." Zhang Xiaojian looked at this scene speechlessly, and suddenly thought in his mind, was he deceived?

"Damn! Who dares to lie to me?" Zhang Xiaojian cursed in his heart. He had only one idea in his mind, that is, he was fooled, and it was not much for a hundred yuan, but it was undoubtedly what he hated the most for a stranger who had just arrived here like this, and what about it.

"Dare to deceive me? It's just a matter of death!" Zhang Xiaojian snorted coldly, pulled up his legs and chased the group of people's escape route. I dare not say anything else. The speed of running alone was far from his opponent. What's more, although he could not use any powerful magical techniques recently, several amplitude techniques could still be released.

A speed amplitude magic technique was blessed by him. After a while, he saw the other person's figure, and then slowed down and followed. He wanted to see what the other person wanted to do. When he threw 100 yuan to the other person, the other person inadvertently showed a look of panic, which greatly aroused Zhang Xiaojian's curiosity.

After a while, he chased a group of old buildings waiting to be demolished. Zhang Xiaojian walked in with curiosity and slight anger. As soon as he entered, a bad smell came to his face. This made Zhang Xiaojian speechless. Looking at the daily necessities in a house, he began to doubt that the place where the beggars might live.

Hiding outside the room, since this is an abandoned building, all the doors of the room were taken away, leaving behind a messy and empty building.

You can see everything inside from outside the door.

After counting, there were four people in total, plus the beggar, there were five people. Zhang Xiaojian looked carefully and thought in his mind: "It seems that one of the people with tattoos on his shoulders should be the heads of this group of people, but what does that beggar have to do with them?"

"Take the money and don't let me do it." The man with a tattoo seemed to be disgusted and said to the beggar. He also covered his nose with his hands from time to time while talking, so that he would be more disgusted and disgusted.

"Yeah!" The beggar reluctantly took out a hundred yuan RMB from his chest and handed it to the man standing next to the tattooed man. The man grabbed the hundred yuan, stuffed it into his wallet, and then vomited a pool of saliva.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaojian's original anger at the beggar was completely distorted, and he turned to those people.

"Hmph, what else?" Another person said at this time, his eyes fell on one of the other's clenched fists.

Hearing the other party's words, the beggar's expression changed and begged bitterly: "Brother, please give me some money to eat! I haven't eaten for a long time."

"Eat?" the tattooed man sneered, "You still need to eat? Living in society is a waste of resources. My parents died since I was a child, and the uncle who raised you later died. Do you think you are a broom star? I also heard that your sexual orientation is still a problem. No wonder you are living in this way. If you die, forget it, and reduce some pressure for society."

"You!" The beggar's eyes suddenly widened. The other party's words undoubtedly hurt his heart. Every sentence was like a sharp sword, merciless, and said to death. This was undoubtedly the most deadly for him. Now only that little faith is supported, and now that faith seems to be about to be broken.

Then his tears fell.

"Cry?" The man laughed. He and the beggar in front of him were studying in the same school since childhood. The other party had better academic performance and behavior than himself. It can be said that he was better than himself in everything. He also had the title of genius in school, which made him very upset. But in the end he heard that the other party had not studied halfway through it. Later, he learned that the uncle, who was the only source of income in the other party, died.

Looking at the genius who was once very upset in front of me, I suddenly felt the pleasure of stepping on the genius.

In the end, the tattooed man became impatient, frowned, and said, "Don't give it? Then just hit it, hit it until you give it!"

"Yes, boss!" The man just now smiled and kicked him with a smile.

The beggar held his head and curled his body to prevent his vital damage from being severely damaged.

Outside the door, Zhang Xiaojian looked at this scene and had the urge to take action, but in the end he held it back. Now his strength is not strong, and it is a bit difficult to deal with four gangsters with good skills.

In the room, the four people had kicked each other and never used their hands from beginning to end, afraid that the other party would dirty their hands.
Chapter completed!