Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

do it.

Do not do it.

David looked down, thinking about the email from the medical center.

If the medical bills cannot be paid within a week, the mother's treatment will be suspended.

The doctor also specially sent an email to himself.

[Mr. Martinez, Ms. Gloria Martinez's physical condition is not optimistic. Although the operation and prognosis were successful, the patient's body is very weak and requires proper medical observation and continuous treatment.

Please pay the minimum surgery and treatment fee within seven days.

If you have any financial needs, you can seek help from the treatment fee consultation office. We will provide a variety of services including six interest-free installments to 120 long-term installments.

Thanks for your time, have a great day, see you soon. 】

"Hey……"

Life is not easy, sighs David.

Although I felt that I could not go to other hospitals, but those doctors and nurses talked about the consequences so seriously, it was inevitable that I would feel guilty after a long time.

Weakness = best treatment needed

Medical Center = Best

and so.

Leaving the medical center = suicide

These causal relationships kept lingering in David's mind.

He felt that he had been in a daze until last night.

Must stand up and make money!

I can't let my mother die like this!

Glancing at the scattered crowd,

"Stop, this is not the place for you, boy."

Seeing David approaching, the guys who were chatting in low voices immediately stood up from their sitting posture.

One of them stuck a baseball bat in front of his eyes, and if he took another half step, he would hit it directly.

"Go away before I break your bones."

"I just heard you say, what's the job?"

David touched the tip of his nose and said in a reserved manner.

Ok? !

Those guys in colorful clothes immediately became alert.

Behind David, two people went around his back, sandwiching him.

Uh……

Seeing such a situation, David couldn't help but tighten his throat and said nervously.

"I, I'm here to find a job, and I'm in a hurry to use the money."

"Looking for a job? This way?"

The guy with the mask laughed, and couldn't help shaking the spiked baseball bat in his hand.

what!

He thought that some kind of trouble was coming, but it turned out that a brat was coming out to mess around.

"Hahahahaha..."

"Hee hee ha ha ha ha..."

The two people behind him also laughed, as if David was some kind of funny clown.

"……Any questions?"

Being ridiculed like this, even if David was asking for money, he couldn't help being a little unhappy.

"No problem, no problem, of course no problem!"

The bat-wielding guy threw up his hands, exchanged glances with the other guy behind him, and then blinked with the other two goons surrounding David.

The light of text messages flashed in the pupils.

"So, no work for me?"

David just raised his eyes to observe their expressions, and then retreated a little.

But the image of my mother lying in the small cocoon room of the ICU appeared before my eyes again.

This made his legs seem to be extremely heavy, and it was almost impossible to break free from the friction and restraint of the ground.

Walk?or stay?

"Well, it's a coincidence~ it's really a coincidence~ listen up, kid."

The Tiger Claw Gang brewed a tone, "We happen to have a job here, you can try it."

"Don't lie to me."

David whispered.

"Cheat you? Of course not!"

The guy behind also put his hand on his shoulder, and then patted hard.

"Your luck is really good, very good, and we will start soon."

The guy wearing the red mask showed a look that David couldn't understand, and even his eyes and eyebrows became slender.

"What's the job? May I ask? What can I do?"

David rubbed his palms nervously.

"Well, you are still a newcomer, don't ask too many questions, you will know when you arrive, just follow us."

A few minutes later, a green Mizutani and a bright orange Sky Quartz pulled up next to the bar.

"Come on, get in the car, boy."

……

Outside the window is the famous night view of Westbrook.

Colorful.

Such a word is enough to describe the scene here.

The premise is to ignore all kinds of strange smells coming from nowhere, as well as the garbage scattered everywhere.

Twist Street.

A place full of vulgar desires.

David leaned against the side of the car window, looking out the window quietly, without any fluctuations in his eyes.

Whether it is Watson District or Westbrook, the life and pastimes of the bottom people are actually no different from those in Santo Domingo.

But he didn't like those people, and he always felt that living like this was a bit too useless.

"boom."

The door was closed, and a person who was with him before sat in the passenger seat.

They were members of the Tiger Claws, which David didn't realize until he got in the car.

But it doesn't matter.

Isn't Santo Domingo also full of six street gangs.

How do you say that?

He is full of passion and patriotism, and everything he does is not human affairs.

Don't you be like them—

The instructions from his mother echoed in David's ears, making him a little dazed.

"Cough, find one—Olivier O'Brien. The guard of the military technology prison, responsible for protecting Biggs."

The person who came in seemed to have received the news and said in a low voice.

"It's that little bitch's informer who killed us!"

The guy next to David said bitterly, "We all know how to deal with spies and protect their bastards."

"Of course, in short, get rid of Olivier. Biggs is unprotected and held incommunicado, so that our insiders can attack him."

The man waved.

"Get ready."

So the people in the car, except for David, started to dig things out.

"this is for you."

A baseball bat was thrown from the front row, and it fell into David's arms. The harsh ear on the stick pierced him, causing him to yelp.

"Don't act like an idiot. When you see someone later, just rush up and knock him on the forehead with that one. Do you hear me?"

The Tiger Claw Gang in the front row said in a condensed voice.

David froze for a moment, then nodded belatedly: "Got it."

"I found O'Brien, and I will send you my location."

The voice of an unknown person came from the phone, and it sounded like he was tipping off the Tiger Claw Gang.

"Stay there and keep an eye on him, we'll be there soon."

said the guy in the front row.

"Of course, he is having dinner with his wife and children, and he won't leave for a while, hehe..."

"Okay, our people will be here soon."

Just as the Tiger Claw Gang was about to hang up the phone, they heard a question from the other side.

"When will I get the money? You promised."

Ok?

A playful smile appeared in his eyes.

"The dog day informer still wants to take money? When is this the rule? Huh? When?"

"But I helped you, so there should be a reward... No, but forget it, I don't need it, I don't want to cause trouble..."

The voice on the phone was obviously lacking in momentum.

"Ha ha ha ha……!"

The Tiger Claws' laughter caught David's attention, making him think a little more messily when he was rubbing his hands together nervously.

who is he?Who is the other party?

Are they watching prison guards for military technology?

What are we going to do later?

Are you really going to beat people to death?

Countless questions are like wind and waves disrupting flowers, grass, birds and trees, making his thoughts as messy as a strong wind passing through.

The light outside the window is changing psychedelicly.

It all happened a little too fast, even a little unreal.

Obviously, a few days ago, everything was no different from usual.

"I was kidding you dude! You'll get it, don't worry."

The Tiger Claw Gang grinned.