Wants to die - Chapter 3
Chapter 3: Go home!!
Walking along the small road in the southern area, Sunny harvested nearly 2000 points of worship value in half an hour. When he walked to the doorstep, the value of the background was gradually stopped.
Sunny’s home in Marvel World is a small apartment in an old residential building behind Macy’s. The apartment is about 60 square meters. The kitchen is attached to the living room in an open manner.
This apartment is owned by Sunny’s white mother, Lucy. The innocent Lucy at the age of 18 married to a Indian who had no name or identity, and gave birth to Sunny. When Sunny was 5 years old, Lucy died unfortunately because of excessive alcohol abuse.
After the death of his mother, Frank Flyt moved to be his guardian, but the main reason for the move was the two-bedroom apartment that Lucy left behind.
Frank is a native of Brooklyn. After a year and a half in high school, he dropped out of school and entered the society. At the age of 37, Frank used a lathe in the steel workshop to deliberately cut off two fingers in his left hand, thereby taking a fortune from the company, the insurance company and the local trade union, and got the money from the main house. Thanks to this “accident”, he has never worked since then.
Frank is addicted to alcohol, and he stays up late. In recent years, he has been lingering in the wine cellars all night long. He just went to the sun-filled square bench for a day during the day, so Sunny has not seen him for nearly a month.
But when he got home today, Frank was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV.
Sunny thought that it would take some time to see the embarrassing embarrassment, and did not expect to meet him so soon.
However, according to Frank’s character, he will soon evaporate from the world. With his daily drinking capacity, even if he suddenly drinks and died outside, he will not be surprised.
“Hey, you are back, my good guy.” Frank looked back at Sunny who is coming in at the door. There are a few bottles of spirits on the coffee table, and the old guy will not even leave the wine at night.
“Hey, Frank.” Sunny nodded, then went straight to his room.
“Is the job found?” Frank said as he took the bottle and poured it.
“I guess there is no clue, right? It’s okay, this dog world is like this. The country shouts freedom, democracy, and every day. Equality, the result is that citizens can’t even find the most basic job in this world…”
“That’s because you don’t plan to find a job at all. You feel that you are getting a subsidy and abducted enough to live your life.” Sunny couldn’t help but vomit.
“Oh, not because I don’t want to work, but because I want to be free!” Frank plausibly said, “I don’t want to be mixed in the company and scolded by some brainy guys. I am a dignified person.”
He held up the bottle in his hand: “Respect for freedom and dignity!”
Sunny shook his head gently, apparently not accepting his remarks.
Frank saw Sunny’s face negation and put down the bottle: “Hey, boy, I know what you are thinking, you think that I am not thinking about progress, I am a social locust, right?”
Sunny spread his hand: “I didn’t say that.”
Frank became a little excited: “But you mean this, your thoughts have been written on your face, but you have to understand, I have struggled, and today’s free life is also because of my own efforts…”
Having said that, Frank stretched out his left hand with only three fingers and shook it in front of Sunny: “Is there no? This is my effort. This is my contribution. If it is not for me to bravely give myself, your ignorant Mother and kid has long been starving to the streets of Brooklyn!”
“Well, I admit that you are paying.” Sunny was too lazy to argue with Frank, who was already drunk, and he returned to the room after accepting his fallacies.
He has to figure out how to kill himself quickly and effectively.
The death junction can no longer go. It seems that it is not so easy to be killed by a car. Especially in such a place where people come and go, the value of worship is too fast. If you do it for two or three times, I am able to raise several levels, which is not worth it.
The best solution is to find a place where people are sparsely populated.
But what is that place that is a sparsely populated?
Sunny quickly started to use his brain and quickly found the answer.
A small supermarket outside two blocks.
The owner of the supermarket is a Indian old aunt who has opened a supermarket for four or five years here. However, since the aunt is a Indian immigrant, he is unfamiliar here. He has no son and only a daughter under her care, so she is inevitably bullied, repeatedly encountered bullying.
Every night, there is always someone who goes to the supermarket of Auntie to search for oil and water. The aunt can’t help but feel that there is only one way to make a living. In order to support her family, she can only bear the burden of humiliation.
In Brooklyn in this era, Indian sometimes lived in dire straits.
“It’s time for Brooklyn to see the unity of Asians.”
Sunny made up his mind, rolled over and got out of bed, put on his coat and went straight to the small supermarket.
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Because this area is too close to the East Fulbash black area, So there are quite a few pedestrians on the street in the evening, and most of the shops on the street also closed early, and only a few restaurants are still bright.
Sunny is wearing a hoodie and his hands are in pocket. He walks around where no one is. He knows that Brooklyn’s nights are filthy, and there are many people who violate the law.
He is hoping that he can sneak into some arrogant gunmen, and then come to an impassioned heroic righteousness, and then he will return back to the real world.
But the days are not pleasing, and it turns out that Brooklyn’s law and order is not as bad as he imagined. He waited until he walked to the Indian aunt’s “good luck” small supermarket. He met two masquerades and made all kinds of hints and charms.
After all, here is New York, not Gotham.
Looked at the watch, ten o’clock in the evening.
The time is not bad, it will be better later.
Sunny pushed the door into the supermarket, and the door automatically sounded at the door of the supermarket
“!”
He glanced at the aunt, there was no other customer in the supermarket except for the aunt who sat quietly knitting the sweater behind the checkout counter.
Everything is too peaceful.
Sunny was somewhat disappointed. He simply picked it up between the shelves. He stood in the snack area for a while and stood in the commodity area for a while, but his eyes were always stopped outside the window, waiting for the criminals who had robbed the door.
Ten minutes passed…
Twenty minutes passed…
Thirty minutes passed…
Small supermarkets have not been harassed by bad guys.
Until the 33rd minute, the aunt of the sweater at the checkout counter couldn’t help but cough and said to Sunny in pure Hindi: “Young man, don’t wait, my girl went to practice dance today, she won’t Come…”