The strong man of national art in the United States

Chapter 176 Sandman

I'm... my name is William Baker, and that's my real name.

But that doesn't matter, after all, it hasn't been used in more than ten years.You may have heard of my other name - Flint Marko.

I was born in a single-parent family, and my living environment was very chaotic and bad.Compared with today's Hell's Kitchen, maybe the days of more than [-] years ago can be called hell.

Death, disease, drugs, ammunition, hunger... all kinds of absurd and chaotic things intertwined and happened in my childhood, and entangled with my whole life.

When I was 15, I became a real orphan.Although I didn't notice any difference from when my mother was still alive, no one ever controlled me.

Oh, forgot to mention, my mother died of some kind of STD.I can't tell which one it is. After all, the person is already dead. Even if the cause of her death is known, it is meaningless. Anyway, no one cares—on this street, someday seven or eight people will die. Woolen cloth!
From that day on, I joined a gang and became a street gangster.

Although it is said to be the lowest street gangster, I don't think there is anything wrong with such a life.On the contrary, such days are extremely pleasant.

On weekdays, I follow the boss to watch the scene and collect protection fees, and occasionally give bulk goods to those addicts/jun/zi on the street, or stand on the platform when there are conflicts with other gangs to support the scene.Anyway, if you really start to do it, just deal with it casually.

Just like that, I was able to earn $100 a week, and even $150 occasionally.

Of course, don't think that I will save money. Putting money in a bank is undoubtedly the most stupid choice.Those bankers seem to be polite and gentlemanly, but in fact they are a group of greedy vampires.

They squandered our hard-earned money, lived a luxurious and high-class life, and grabbed a lot of social wealth, but in the end they were only willing to pay us a tiny bit of profit for it, and even shamelessly shouted to give back to the people ——The ugly face of capitalism is vividly revealed.

I heard that a certain big country in the East implements communism. Although I don’t quite understand it, the life of the people who want to come there must be hundreds of times better than here.

Well, it seems to be getting too far, this is not something I should care about, let's talk about myself.

Yes, since you don’t save money, you have to spend it, otherwise it’s just a piece of waste paper, and it’s too hard to wipe your ass with it.

Bars, underground casinos, black boxing gambling, women's tickets and women's prosperity... All kinds of fun enriched my life.

Of course, I never touch drugs.Every time I see those barely human-shaped guys hugging my thighs and begging me, I feel shuddering—poisonous, really poisonous!
Now I can't help but secretly thank these guys for making me avoid drugs like a snake.Although my life is messed up by me now, at least I'm still... half human.

But such comfortable days didn't last long. By the time I arrived, I had already changed seven gangs, big and small!

When I was 20 years old, a large-scale gang fight, I participated in it.

On that day, even the drizzle falling from the sky was red.

Fortunately, I didn't die that day.

Unfortunately, I ended up in jail.

It was probably because the chaos and casualties caused by that incident were too great. At the critical moment, under the leadership of the New York City government, the police and the military jointly acted to control the scene neatly.

After staying in prison for five full years, perhaps because of my conscience, or fear of death, I began to reflect on my life—well, when I get out, I must be a good person.

When I come out, I'm already 25 years old.

I bid farewell to the gangster life that I used to feel very comfortable, and tried to integrate into the real society.

But this process is arduous and difficult.

Only then did I realize that my former gangster life brought me no benefits at all, but only hardships.

No education, no skills, just being an ex-gang member, plus five years in prison, was enough to make me struggle in society.

What kind of discrimination, ridicule and contempt have I encountered specifically, I will not list them one by one here.

What I want to say is that I did many wrong things and hurt many people, but five years in prison is enough to offset most of my sins.

Right now, I just want to be a good person.

Towards this goal, I tried my best and never gave up.

Perhaps God heard my prayers. When I was 28 years old, I got a stable job. Although the income was not high, it was enough to live on, and I even had a small balance that I could put in the bank.

At the same time, I also gained a family, my wife - Alice.

One year later, the crystallization of our love was born inadvertently, my daughter, my princess, the angel for whom I am willing to dedicate my life-Pan Ni.

Whenever I wake up at night and look at my wife sleeping soundly next to me and my daughter sucking her finger in the cradle, I feel like I am dreaming.

Well, it's not a dream, I'm sure.

Time flies, how fast?
Hey my angel, today is your sixth birthday, happy birthday to you!
Watching my angel grow up gradually, I feel that I have no regrets in my life, even if I am told to go immediately..., no, no, I still want to live well and protect this hard-won, happy and happy family .

The time came to December [-]th of this year, and I will always remember this day!
My angel suddenly fainted in a classroom full of vigor and vitality, without any warning.

In the hospital, after a doctor's diagnosis, I learned that my angel was sick.

A malignant tumor in the brain, compressing the nerves and blood vessels in the brain, this is the real reason why my Penny passed out.

"Can it be cured?" I asked the doctor.

Doctor: "Yes, but it will require a lot of medical expenses."

"How much?" I continued to ask.

Doctor: "300 million!"

I froze when I heard it, like a sculpture.

When I got home, I checked my wallet, and there was a total of 320 dollars.

I checked the bank card balance - 10521.34, of which 521.34 is interest.

Damn it, I've been saving this money for three years!
I started calling each of my friends to borrow money, but in the end I couldn't even borrow [-].

Someone said, credit card?
Oh, that's a scam, give it up!
I started thinking about how I could make enough money to save my daughter.

After thinking about it for a long time, until the sun set and a crescent moon hung on the branches, I suddenly remembered a sentence I heard when I was young.

Then, I walked into the study room at home, which was only about ten square meters in size, and began to rummage through the books covered with a thick layer of dust.

Five minutes later, I opened a book called American Criminal Law.

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