The shabby building was crowded and full of people.
Some children were lying on the floor in the corridor, having a great time fighting with rough toys.
Some women were simply dressed, stroking the hair of their newly washed women, with water dripping on the floor, chatting with the aunt across from them.
There were also some men who gathered together, and because the living area was too small, they set up a simple wooden table in the corridor and played a game similar to cards.
When the two uninvited guests, Han Ming, passed by, they were immediately in a panic.
"Where did you get this damn bad thing?! You dragged a woman with a stick-out butt to sell her!!"
"Asshole!! I just repaired the door!!!"
There were crashing sounds, chaotic shouts and curses, and some people kept several small animals in cages in the corridor.
He was trampled by Han Ming when he passed by, and small beasts flying or crawling were running around, making the scene even more chaotic.
The shouts and curses also came one after another.
The woman seemed to be very excited, giggling and occasionally stretching out her foot to knock down a scolding guy while running away.
But she didn't have much strength to cause much harm to that person. The person who was kicked stood up and scolded him even more harshly.
The five waiters in the distance behind pinched their noses and looked at the messy place, their faces looking very hesitant.
One of them said bravely: "Chase!"
The five people quickly followed up. The residents who had been in a hurry by Han Ming and the two were cleaning up the mess when they saw five more people rushing over quickly.
One by one they jumped and pointed at their noses and cursed, and the curses were unbearable.
A few brave ones stood up to block it with their chests puffed out.
The speed of the five people was suddenly slowed down a lot.
Han Ming pulled the woman down one level at a time. The woman was holding one hand by Han Ming and covering her mouth with the other, giggling heartily, which was completely inconsistent with her noble and elegant temperament.
"Haha, exciting, so exciting." The woman couldn't help laughing.
Han Ming was so sweaty, he thought to himself, how exciting is this?
The two came to the corridor on the first floor again. Han Ming paused for a moment, and a plan came to his mind.
Then he chuckled, and suddenly pushed his hands forward into the void. A strong wind blew violently along the corridor, blowing all the people and things in a large distance in front of him, as if someone had just been in a hurry.
It's like breaking through.
Then he pulled the woman, kicked open the door of a house, and ran straight into the room.
The two passed by a sloppy little bed. The little bed was shaking violently, and the quilt was rising and falling. The person on the bed heard the noise and hurriedly opened the quilt to take a look.
When they saw Han Ming and the woman smiling awkwardly, they ran directly to the balcony and disappeared into the night with a big jump.
Han Ming also took two sets of clothes on the balcony, one for a man and one for a woman.
After running away for a while, the two of them rushed into the building and emerged halfway, or plunged into the dark alley, or jumped quickly on the roof.
After struggling for almost half an hour, the auras of the five waiters behind him were finally eliminated.
"Throw it off, haha, put it on."
Han Ming handed over the woman's clothes.
The woman stretched out her hand and was about to take it when she suddenly thought of what happened on the little bed just now and stuck out her tongue: "I don't want to wear it."
He stretched out the clothes in his hand and said, "Clean."
"No then!"
Han Ming had no choice but to become a thief and steal two sets of clothes before the woman would change into them.
"Every time you stole a set of clothes just now, you quietly shed a few gold coins." The woman changed into a pair, looked back, and saw the shocking scars on Han Ming's upper body.
Han Ming's physique is very special. Basically, scars left by injuries can heal themselves without leaving any traces. But he really hates his fair and tender look, so he deliberately left scars.
"Well, it's already extremely difficult for them to live in such a city."
Han Ming answered, but he couldn't put on the top.
The woman laughed: "You are not a local, this is not how you wear these clothes. Come on."
With that said, he took the clothes from Han Ming's hand and flashed his right hand a few times on the clothes, which suddenly collapsed into a strange shape.
Then he stood face to face with Han Ming, put his hands around Han Ming's back, and pulled the shirt from behind.
"Most of the people here are poor. In order to save money, this kind of clothing is very crudely cut. It is often just a large piece of rough cloth. It is not sewn more. Instead, it is directly cut out and put on the body, and a few buttons are fastened.
, naturally it’s a complete piece of clothing.”
The woman dressed Han Ming carefully. Every time she saw a deep scar on Han Ming's body, her body trembled slightly. Her tone of voice became softer.
Han Ming smelled the delicate fragrance emanating from the woman's body and the faint smell of sweat coming from the clothes, and quickly turned his face to the side.
"Sorry, I didn't choose these clothes carefully. I'm afraid you won't be used to them."
The woman laughed and said: "It doesn't matter. I think it's very good. I haven't been as crazy as tonight since I was a child. It's very exciting."
"Are you hungry?" Han Ming asked.
"Yeah." The woman nodded.
"Let's go! Go get something to eat." He took the woman's hand and walked towards the street.
After walking a certain distance, it suddenly occurred to me that the person behind me had already gotten rid of him, and there was no need to hold him back anymore.
He hurriedly let go of his hand: "Sorry."
The woman kept laughing and said nothing.
Across the street is a place similar to a barbecue stall. Rough wooden tables are placed along the street. The window shows a chef who is struggling to chop raw meat from some kind of beast.
Han Ming found a table for the woman to sit at, then took the initiative to go up and randomly order a set of food.
Looking back, I saw that the woman was carefully wiping the stool with a handkerchief over and over again.
Han Ming felt funny in his heart. After all, he was from the upper class and loved cleanliness so much.
Han Ming also thought it was fun tonight and was ready to play a prank.
He strode forward and sat down on the stool that the woman was cleaning: "Thank you."
The woman was stunned, stuck out her tongue at Han Ming, and started wiping on another stool.
Han Ming grabbed the handkerchief and threw it on the street: "Stop wiping it, sit down." He pushed the woman down.
The woman screamed and jumped up high, as if she had sat on something dirty.
Han Ming smiled and said: "When you kicked someone just now, you didn't look so clean.
There was a man who had just come out of the toilet, and he hadn't put his pants up yet. You kicked him down as soon as you fell asleep..."
"Don't say it!!" The woman was so frightened that she quickly stopped.
Han Ming found it interesting and couldn't help laughing.
The woman glared at Han Ming angrily. After a while, she also found it interesting and laughed together.
After a while, the steaming hot food was served. Han Ming picked up a knife, cut off a piece of meat, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it.
The woman looked at Han Ming in surprise, her eyes almost falling out. It seemed that she had never seen someone eating meat so barbarically.
"Eat." Han Ming muttered with meat in his mouth.
The woman seemed to be cruel and imitated Han Ming, cutting off a large piece of meat and chewing it randomly in her mouth. After chewing for a while, she giggled.
"What's your name?" the woman asked.
"Secret." Han Ming said.
"Stingy! I'm still wearing a mask." The woman was very dissatisfied.
After eating, Han Ming grabbed the tissue on the table, wiped it on his mouth randomly, and asked, "Next, it's time to go back."
The woman was lowering her head and struggling with a piece of half-cooked meat on the plate. When she heard Han Ming's question, she answered without raising her head: "Of course not, it's still early. It's a rare occasion to come out, so how can we not have a good time."
Han Ming was speechless. He thought to himself that this woman looked quite serious and elegant, so why did she suddenly change her attitude? Is this crazy?
Women from upper class society are indeed unusual.
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For some reason, during the remaining days of November, two chapters will be updated every day.
In December, it resumed updating three times a day.