I'm not mentally ill, I'm a master of a thousand faces!

Chapter 242, Mental Illness

at this time.

When you feel that your achievements have reached a new level.

The condition gradually worsened?

It cannot be said that the condition worsened.

It means that more personalities are appearing simultaneously.

This feeling for Li Yun was like—if a certain drama required one person to play two roles.

I am absolutely capable of doing it.

It can accommodate two sensations at once.

A bit crazy.

But Li Yun still felt a restless urge to act.

"This time it has nothing to do with you businessmen, this time I'm going to use you. You despicable scoundrel."

"Brother, how could I be a despicable person?"

The businessman looked at Li Yun with a bitter expression.

His shrewd and worldly appearance even hinted at a touch of wickedness.

A treacherous and evil nature—that is the appearance this 'merchant' exudes at this very moment.

A trace of emotion, revealed.

Hey society!

It's no longer there in this chaotic and mixed-race street.

But the gray areas still exist, just like the young woman from earlier; they're still here trying to make a living. They're searching for their own way of survival in the cracks and fissures of society.

"Brother, look at us, the lower classes. It's so hard for us to get ahead. Look at her, look at her, him, him, him. What future do they have here? None. It's either me bullying others or others bullying me. So what can I do if I don't join a gang? If I don't hang out with them, who can I hang out with? Don't be so noble. Being noble is useless. Being noble on this street will only get you bullied. You'll only get roasted."

The "merchant" seemed to be looking at the familiar street on his own.

Explain it in a self-evident way.

The rambling words seemed to stretch out countless times.

Li Yun felt a bit of tinnitus.

Because of the "Bolan Street" right in front of us.

It's starting to change, becoming like it was in the 1980s.

It became even more dilapidated.

And I became shorter.

I was born on Portland Street, the most chaotic, lowest-class, and most mixed street in Hong Kong. There were fish ball vendors, prostitutes, and illegal drug transactions. This street had everything that the dark world had to offer.

What kind of person was my mother? Born on this street, she was an orphan, a situation that was all too common.

In the brothel, he didn't know who his father was, and his mother had already died of illness.

Li Yun felt like she had become a child again.

emaciated.

Wearing shoes with holes in them.

There were mud puddles everywhere.

They are all deep pits

"I'd rather be dead than live like this," Li Yun thought.

Like a piece of trash that comes into this world.

The food at the family-run restaurants on Portland Street wasn't that good.

At least, Li Yun believed that he had to get food from the hands of prostitutes, hooligans, peddlers, and vendors.

This is quite difficult.

"Hey, Jimmy, take this package to that uncle for me, and I'll buy you candy." The older sister, who was smoking a cigarette, handed Li Yun a pack of cigarettes.

What's in this cigarette pack?

It's obvious without even thinking about it.

But Li Yun still wanted to do it.

If I don't do this, I won't even get candy. If I don't do this, I'll be ostracized by the people on this street. If I'm ostracized, I won't be able to survive. I'll even be deprived of the right to live.

Faced with the choice between conscience and survival, even though Li Yun felt disgusted, he could only choose to live selfishly.

Nothing is more important than survival. When I don't even have the right to live, I don't have the right to choose dignity.

But the moment he received the 'cigarette box'...

I was already destined to have one foot in the dark side of this society.

She turned around, trembling, and took him away.

And there was the laughter of the 'adults'.

They laughed, a harsh laugh, laughing at me, this little "Jimmy," for being such cheap labor, for being treated like a dog even with a piece of expired candy.

Beatings, exploitation, and even worse things.

For a teenager living on this street.

I've become numb to it.

Dignity is worthless in the face of survival.

At last.

Li Yun still became "Fish Ball Boy".

They were the most pitiful, the lowest-class fish ball vendors on Portland Street.

Only Jimmy knew that for someone like him to become Fishball Boy was something that required all his strength to achieve.

It takes a lot of caution and prudence to do something that you can only do at this stage of life.

I'm so tired.

I'm exhausted.

They tried their best.

But for Jimmy, who lives alone, having a fish ball stroller is enough.

At least, there's a fish ball cart.

Able to support oneself.

Perhaps, I can step out of Portland Street and see the outside world—that world that I yearn for, yet is somewhat unfamiliar with.

"Very good"

Li Yun felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. With her own little cart, she no longer had to live a precarious existence.

That feeling of being forced to do bad things.

It's not the most terrifying one.

Instead, it becomes something we have to do, even get used to, and eventually become numb to.

At least now, I don't have to force myself to do it, right?

Occasionally, Li Yun would see accountants, lawyers, and doctors in suits buying fish balls.

That's wonderful. If I had the opportunity to study, I would like to become a "decent person" like them.

To live with dignity is to live without groveling, to live with your head held high, and to live with the respect of all.

Reality is like a slap in the face, shattering hope.

To become a fishball vendor, even making a living requires permission. However, gangs will not allow someone without gang membership to be in their ranks.

This territory—you're not allowed to set up shop here.

I confiscated it.

The little cart that they relied on for survival is gone too.

Fate dealt "me" a powerful irony and a cruel joke.

A very malicious joke.

Even Li Yun himself felt it was extremely malicious.

I was born in mud.

They returned to the mud.

Ultimately, they had no choice but to give in.

"People like us, if we want to live like human beings, we have to oppress others, we have to exploit others. Joining a gang is my only chance to live like a 'human being.' I have no choice. Even if I lose my conscience, I have no choice. Do you think they don't want to study? They want to sell their bodies. They do. When I was a teenager, I wanted to be in school, not being taken advantage of by perverted clients in bed."

The businessman's eyes seemed to carry a hint of weariness and hardship.

But he said it with a ferocious grin at the end.

"I had no choice, but I don't want my children to have no choice either. I chose to join the underworld to survive. To survive, I want to live a proud life, not a life of subservience! I don't want my children to be born selling fish balls or working as valet parkers. No, absolutely not! I want them to work in offices, in high-rise buildings, and have afternoon tea with pineapple buns and milk tea. I don't want them to be like me."

"I don't want to go anywhere where everyone looks at me with disdain, like I'm trash. I can be trash in the mud, but my son can't, and I don't want to be."

"To achieve this goal, I will stop at nothing. I really will stop at nothing. I'll kill, as many people as I want! I'll betray as many people as I want, I can do it. Even if I have to chop people up and feed them to the dogs, I can do it."

at this time.

The old street of Portland before my eyes has returned to its original appearance.

The "merchant" revealed his true colors to Li Yun.

It's not selfishness or greed.

It's not about being cautious.

The deeper meaning of "Jimmy" is ruthlessness.

At the very bottom, climbing out of the mud, one must be neither greedy, nor fierce, nor selfish.

There would be no "Jimmy" as we know it today.

Because of selfishness and greed.

I'm selfish and greedy; I want more. I want more things that I, as "Jimmy," don't deserve.

There wouldn't be someone like Jimmy now, who even self-studied and completed his CPA exam.

Based on a selfish personality.

It has been 'fierce'.

Even Li Yun himself has these personality traits.

A ruthless person, cruel to themselves, even defeated their own fears in pursuit of their obsessive goals.

[Character: Jimmy]

[Reward for leaving: Demeanor/Disguise +10]

CPA (Certified Public Accountant) Competencies

Who would have thought that a low-level gangster could eventually earn a CPA certificate? But even so, he still has to pay the price for the choices he made back then.

at this time.

Li Yun then walked out of Bolan Old Street once again.

"Boss, wanna have some fun? A fresh new office lady... Wait, is she the same lunatic from earlier?"

Amidst the neon lights, there was a young and pretty girl dressed in an inexpensive office lady uniform.

After seeing that it was Li Yun.

I was frightened

The lunatic who was talking to himself just now?

That lunatic?

at this time.

Li Yun suddenly approached, and the young woman immediately stepped back, saying in a trembling voice.

"Young man, I'm not doing business with you."

"No, what I meant was that you dropped your book."

Li Yun looked at the girl.

Then the girl looked closer and realized it was indeed a fallen book. She picked it up.

This is a book that teaches how to draw.

"I"

When the girl met Li Yun's eyes, she suddenly...

Should I say thank you?

However, at this moment, Li Yun turned and left.

"What's wrong? You said you encountered a lunatic?"

At this moment, the thugs responsible for covering the area ran over and questioned the girl.

The girl didn't know what to say.

"Hmm, I don't know." At this moment, the girl thought of the handsome young man's gaze earlier and said with some contradiction, "Maybe I saw it wrong."

"I think you're more like a lunatic. Reading a book while you're taking customers, do you really think you're a schoolgirl, you slut?" At this moment, the thug mocked the girl, "Don't be lazy, I'll bring you a big client."

Then he turned and left.

Only the girl was left here.

At that moment, the girl murmured.

Yeah, is he mentally ill?

They will look at you with the same eyes you would a normal person.

That must be a mental illness.

(End of this chapter)