I'm telling fortunes in North America. I'm really not a wizard.

Chapter 28 Did you do this?
A calm middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Okay, before we get here, no matter who knocks on the door, don't open it!

We’ll be there soon!”

After speaking, I hung up.

After putting away his phone, the relaxed man sat down next to the woman, shaking uncontrollably.

For them, everything that happened today was more like the collapse of heaven and earth, which completely overturned all their previous cognition and worldviews.

He didn't even have time to bandage the wound on his thigh, and a lot of blood flowed. He could no longer hold on.

After getting over the fear, the woman finally suppressed her fear, ignored the three bodies lying on the ground, and forced herself to find the medicine box, took out bandages and alcohol to bandage the man's wound to stop the bleeding with her body as soft as noodles.

As illegal immigrants, they are unwilling to go to the hospital unless necessary, so they prepare these things early. For example, they can handle minor colds and injuries by themselves.

To be honest, it was only after coming here that I realized how terrible the cold is. The prescription drugs prescribed by the doctor are quite terrifying to them.

Have you ever seen a bottle of painkillers containing 2000 tablets? They are prescribed to you so openly, and then you go to the pharmacy to buy them!

They dare not use such crazy prescriptions, not to mention they cannot afford them because they have no medical insurance.

"Jiping, are you really going to make that thing for them?"

While cleaning her man's wound with alcohol, the woman asked, and then stopped talking, with a look of struggle on her face: "Although we are materialistic...

But in fact, the fact that we have come here with so much hardship is also a reflection of idealism!
Idealistically pursuing so-called Western freedom.

Since it is idealistic.

I always feel that doing this is immoral, and if there is a hell in the world, the people who do this will go to hell."

When she said this, the woman suddenly felt that what she said was a bit too harsh. Just as she was about to apologize, the man patted her hand.

"I am measured!"

If he had heard the woman's words "The person who made this will go to hell" in the past, he would have just laughed it off.

But the strange behavior of Eric, the black man with a knife, and what he saw on the surveillance camera made him take these words to heart.

“Kuratsuki, we are no longer in the country!
If I had a choice, I wouldn’t do this!”

"But……"

He reached out his hand, pulled the woman into his arms, hugged her a little tight, and then repeated in a heavy tone: "We are no longer in the country!"

After saying this, tears suddenly flowed down!
The woman put down what she was holding, hugged her man with mixed feelings, and also shed tears silently.

For both of them, the first few decades were smooth sailing. Both were only children, and they studied under the care of their parents, sat at the same table, and took the college entrance examination.

After graduating from college, both of them became university and high school teachers respectively in the same city, and their lives were peaceful and happy.

I just don't know when I will suddenly become obsessed and tired of this monotonous life and want to break free from this cage that is as calm as water day after day.

Basically, everyone born in the 80s and 90s has been immersed in the Western world created by Lin and other scholars since childhood. At that time, few people did not yearn for such a free and civilized world.

After checking a lot of information, they applied for a tourist visa and flew to the long-dreamed-world beacon, the civilized country of America.

Not long after getting off the plane, they went into an alley and tore up their passports, and have been in the dark ever since.

It was fine at the beginning, as they had saved quite a bit of salary as teachers over the years, but that was in China. But when they arrived in America, the high prices here gave them a heavy blow.

They are illegal immigrants and cannot find jobs that require a legal identity.

And even if they are not illegal residents, America will not recognize the academic qualifications and certificates that they worked so hard to obtain in their country!
They couldn't find a job, and they were living off their savings. Seeing the balance in their credit cards getting smaller and smaller, they were getting anxious. Rent, water, electricity, property management, food, which one doesn't cost money?
As a last resort, they had to find a local Chinese restaurant. The elegant and calm people's educators in their country also lowered their status when they came here.

The woman was washing dishes in the back kitchen, while the man started chopping the meat using his rudimentary cooking skills.

Because they are illegal immigrants, they don't get much money. Especially in the past two years, there have been more and more illegal immigrants, including many from the country.

This results in more people competing for jobs, and their competitiveness becomes weaker.

For jobs like washing dishes in the kitchen, women face fierce competition.

The speed and cleanliness with which Mexicans wash dishes are simply incomparable to those of the spoiled female teachers of the past.

As a result, the couple's wages, which were already low to begin with, were further reduced by their boss.

What's even more outrageous is that I heard that Chinese restaurants in New York have started distributing RMB.

So during this time, the emotions that the couple had been carrying in their hearts had accumulated day by day, and now they were like stones piled up in their chests or like a thorn in their throats.

Today, he encountered this life-threatening situation. After helping his woman up, he finally couldn't hold it anymore.

After saying "We are no longer in the country," the two of them hugged each other and cried in front of the three corpses, filled with remorse.

After a burst of crying, the man Zhou Jiping stopped crying first and stroked his wife's vest: "It's okay! It's okay! Everything will be fine from now on!"

The woman sobbed and raised her head, looking at the man with tearful eyes and crying:

“Before, I always felt that the saying that the old society turned people into ghosts, while now it turns ghosts into people, did not touch me deeply!

I always thought it was in the past and has nothing to do with us now!
But now our situation...

In fact, if you think about it, we live an enviable and comfortable life in the country.

Every year when school is on summer and winter vacation, we have time to travel to various places, go to the beach, or go wherever we want.

That's the life people should live!

However, when arriving in America, without an identity document, one can only work illegally, and also faces dangers that are countless times worse than the security environment in China.

Tell me, were we out of our minds at the time?
It's not like they can't make it in the country and they owe a lot of debts. Why would those people be so stupid as to think of coming here illegally?

What were we thinking at the time…”

The man hugged her tightly and murmured softly, “There’s no going back!
Since we came out, we can’t go back to those self-righteous things we posted on the Internet!

So, now we have to survive first!

The Fuqing Gang is our last retreat. If we don’t take this retreat, these gangs in the black community will not let us go!

Survive first..."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and a familiar, low voice with Hu Qing's accent came out: "Jiping, we're here, open the door!"

The man quickly got up and limped over to open the door. The moment he opened the door, he saw a middle-aged man with a few black-clad men and a stern face outside the door.

"Brother Rusong, thank you for your help!"

The middle-aged man with a buzz cut and a stern face is named Zhang Rushong. He is a big boss of the Fuqing Gang in Los Angeles and is from the same hometown as Zhou Jiping.

Zhang Rusong stepped into the room and saw the three bodies and various traces on the ground. His eyes narrowed and he asked, "Did you do this?"

(End of this chapter)