boyutpedia Chapter 38 Black and White Match
Chapter 38 Black and White Match
The red-haired man with the earring who unexpectedly took a punch from Jerome was none other than Donal, who had come to warn Lin Simon earlier.
Jerome felt a little uneasy when he saw that Simon Lin seemed to know the red-haired man with the earring: "Huh? Did I call the wrong person?"
He hurriedly crouched down, looked at the other man's bruised eyes, and said, "Buddy, I'm so sorry, I thought you were one of Black Penguin's people."
Jerome was worried that he had attacked the wrong person as soon as he joined the team, and that he would definitely lose all of Lin Simon's goodwill.
Will you not take me out for burgers next time?
Jerome carefully took a crumpled tissue from his pocket and tried to wipe the dust off the red-haired man's face.
Donal covered his eyes, wincing in pain, feeling wronged: why is it always me who gets beaten up?
But seeing Jerome's guilty look, I suddenly felt much better.
Ah, so I'm that important to everyone that someone actually cares if my face hurts?
This is the first time since Donald became a homeless person.
Donal immediately stood up, dusted himself off, and said with a bright smile, "I knew it, you guys are much better than those black penguins."
Lin Ximeng was worried that the two would quarrel because of a misunderstanding, but he didn't expect that the person who was hit would have a smile on his face and the person who threw the punch would have an apologetic look on his face.
No, are these still the homeless people I know from the West Coast?
Lin Ximeng asked, "What new discovery have you made?"
Donal immediately beamed with pride: "I was asking around nearby and heard that the black boxer brought a bunch of black penguin guys and took over the alleys near Rusty Street, robbing people of their cans. So I was planning to bring some friends over to ask you if you need any help."
Lin Ximeng thought it wasn't a bad thing; more people meant more strength, and there would be an extra pair of hands to help grab the cans.
Lin Ximeng looked around and found that there was only Donal in front of him, and no one else in sight.
Lin Ximeng asked, "What about the people you brought?"
"Oh," Donal said, giving a slightly embarrassed smile.
"I haven't had a chance to call yet. I'm afraid if I call someone over first, and you don't want to go, it will just delay everyone from collecting the cans."
After listening, Lin Ximeng looked up at the sky: the sun was setting and about to sink below the horizon.
"It's getting dark. If we wait for Donal to gather everyone, the black boxers might leave."
With that in mind, Simon Lin decided that he and Jerome would go first, while Jerome would continue to call for help.
Having made their decision, Simon Lin and Jerome continued walking briskly forward.
After turning a few street corners, the two arrived at Rusty Street.
In the middle of Rusty Street, there is an abandoned parking lot. In one corner of the parking lot, a dark green garbage truck is overturned.
Besides some newspapers, planks and other trash, large quantities of plastic bottles and cans were scattered everywhere.
More than a dozen homeless people were squatting on the ground, picking up cans one after another.
"Hurry up, we black penguins value efficiency and KPIs."
Besides the homeless people collecting cans, three members of the Black Penguin gang were swaggering among the crowd.
They were all loafing around, two of them holding wooden sticks and poking people around them with them from time to time, while the other, a tall Latino, waved his fist and shouted at the other homeless people, spitting everywhere.
Most of those who were scolded kept their heads down, not daring to stop, and squatted on the ground quickly picking up the scattered bottles.
They had just filled a bag when the black penguin's men roughly snatched it away and piled it into several large woven bags nearby.
Meanwhile, on a street corner, a member of the Black Penguin group was awkwardly drawing graffiti on the wall. A round, black penguin had already taken shape, clearly marking this "occupied area".
After observing for a while, Simon Lin noticed that none of the Black Penguin members present were tall, imposing Black people; clearly, the Black boxer was not there.
At that moment, the tall black penguin tramp also spotted Simon Lin and Jerome.
"Fxxk! These are all our Black Penguin cans," the tall Latino man said, striding over with a menacing look in his eyes.
"Either help us pick up the cans, or get lost. I only want one answer."
Lin Ximeng ignored him and asked directly, "Did you guys just steal the cans from Camp 39?"
The tall Latino paused for a moment, then scoffed, "Camp 39? Who knows? We've confiscated quite a few cans today. As long as they're on this turf, all the cans belong to us black penguins!"
He brandished the wooden stick in his hand, his tone becoming increasingly arrogant, "I advise you to stop talking nonsense and get to work! Otherwise, when our boxing instructors arrive, they'll beat you so badly you won't be able to get up."
Upon hearing this, Lin Ximeng glanced around discreetly and noticed that the other homeless people with black penguins were not paying attention to them.
His eyes turned cold, and before the tall Latino could react, he suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the other man's wrist holding the stick, and twisted it behind his back.
"ah--"
The tall Latino man cried out in pain, and the wooden stick fell to the ground with a thud.
Lin Ximeng's tone was icy: "Take me to your boxing instructor. Otherwise, I'll put in more force and break your hand."
As he spoke, he applied slight pressure with his hand, and the tall Latino man's face instantly turned deathly pale.
"No, no, no! I'll take you there, I'll take you there."
The tall Latino man was in so much pain that cold sweat poured down his forehead, his voice trembled, and he was filled with deep regret.
Xiao Zuo and Xiao You are his closest lovers, he can't let them be separated.
Lin Ximeng loosened his grip slightly but not completely, gesturing for him to lead the way.
The tall Latino man didn't dare to delay. He bent over and moved forward, leading the two around to behind a broken wall.
After walking a few steps, I saw a rusty, abandoned car body parked on an open space not far away.
As the three slowly approached, a loud, seductive female voice rang out. Upon closer inspection, they saw a burly black man on top of a white woman with green hair, seemingly engaging in pleasurable acts on the car body.
The green-haired, white-clad woman was disheveled, with a dazed look in her eyes; it was unclear whether she had taken hallucinogens first.
"Are these two doing some kind of outdoor internet connection?"
Simon Lin and Jerome exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.
Before the two could think it through, the tall Latino man yelled at the top of his lungs, "Instructor Brock! Help me! Someone's going to hit me!"
"Fxxk! Can't you see I'm busy? Wait until I'm done before you talk to me."
The burly Black man named Brock, standing next to the abandoned car body, didn't even look up, responding in a muffled voice, his tone full of impatience.
"This guy's pretty cocky."
Jerome couldn't stand this arrogant attitude, so he picked up a stone from the roadside, bent down, and threw it in Brock's direction.
Without turning his head, Brock reached back and caught the stone steadily.
Just then, the green-haired white girl who was being pinned down suddenly stretched out her neck and let out a loud cry that sounded like crying, which made Brock stop moving.
"Here's your gift back!"
Brock slowly turned around, grinning to reveal a set of bright white teeth, and threw the stone back at Jerome.
The stone, carrying a strong wind, moved even faster than when Jerome had thrown it, leaving him little time to react.
At this moment, Lin Ximeng moved swiftly and caught the stone steadily.
"Hey buddy, who are you?"
As Brock casually pulled up his pants, he arrogantly sized up Lin Simon.
"Besides Chris, I haven't heard of any other powerful figures around here."
Brock knew very well that the dark-haired boy in front of him was definitely not Chris.
Chris is a white, muscular man, while Simon Lin is clearly Asian.
Lin Ximeng casually tossed the stone aside and said with a smile, "Either hand over the jars from Camp 39 voluntarily, or I'll beat you up before you hand them over. Blackie, choose one."
"Fxxk!" Brock shrugged and charged at Simon Lin without saying a word, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
Just as Simon was about to go forward, Jerome stopped him.
"Let me do it," Jerome said, looking eager to try. "I just joined the camp, so I need to show off. You can just watch from the sidelines for now."