Wandering America: My kill threshold is far ahead

Chapter 151 Farewell Party, Visiting the New House

Chapter 151 Farewell Party, Visiting the New House

"I'm back, family."

He parked the car haphazardly in an open space and jumped out of the driver's seat.

The campers sitting around the campfire only glanced at him silently before lowering their heads to drink their beer.

"What?" This scene stunned Ma Jieke, who shrank his neck and spread his hands: "Where's the applause? Where are the hugs? Have I accidentally stumbled into someone's funeral?"

Seeing that everyone was in low spirits, the gang leader decided not to make a fool of himself and sat down between Max and Jimmy.

"You little brat, give me a reasonable explanation."

She put her arm around Jimmy's neck, only to see tear stains on his face, making him look pitiful.

Now he was even more confused and instinctively shouted, "Damn it, who bullied my brother?"

"What's all the fuss about? With you protecting him, who would dare bully him?" Max rolled his eyes and sighed helplessly before revealing the truth: "Well, actually, everyone knows we're moving out of the camp tomorrow, and they're all reluctant to leave. After all, we've lived together for so long, we're used to it."

"Yeah," Jimmy said, rubbing his red eyes. "This camp started with fewer than five people. Max and I watched it grow little by little. It's like my home here."

"Okay, I understand how you feel."

Jack Ma picked up a can of beer from the ground, opened it, and took a big gulp. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Buddy, you think this is what you call being genuine? No, in my opinion, it's just being pretentious. How old are you this year? If I remember correctly, I think you're seventeen? Or eighteen? Anyway, you're not an adult yet. You haven't experienced enough, so when your life changes a little, you imagine it as a matter of life and death."

"Actually, in another week, or at most half a month, you will completely forget about this and be fully immersed in your new life."

"What I'm about to say is for everyone. Who can tell me, which of you really wants to be homeless for the rest of your lives?"

"Come on, answer me, look me in the eyes." Ma Jie scanned the room and noticed that everyone's eyes were deliberately avoiding his gaze. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Look, none of you truly enjoy living here. What you really want is neither wandering nor a camp, but a sense of belonging. Because losers only want to huddle together with other losers for warmth, thus finding a plausible reason for themselves. Look, everyone is doing badly, so why should I try? I have so many people with me."

"On this point, I think the person who has the most say is Fiona, who is one of the few in the camp who is still working so far."

"May I say a few words, Miss Mayor, ...?"

Taking the ball from Ma Jieke, Fiona first gave him the middle finger, then said, "You all know pretty much everything about the mess in my family. As for my personal experiences over the years, they can only serve as a negative example and cannot set an example for others."

"But I still want to say that as long as I can still cause trouble, I will continue to cause trouble. If life punches me, I will slap it back. Even if it beats me into a pig's head, I will pluck all its hair out. One day, this little bitch will become obedient under my crotch and call me master and queen. This is Miss Fiona's life motto."

"Haha, this chicken soup came out of nowhere." Hearing her vivid analogy, Ma Jie couldn't help but laugh: "See? This is what life should be like. Now, without further ado, I'm going to announce some news. I'm going to acquire a scrap yard in the name of the Blue Hair Squad. Before this deal is finalized, everyone—and I mean everyone—can invest and become a shareholder."

"I know that you all have just saved up a little money, but I don't care how much you invest. Even if you only put out $1, you can still be a shareholder. I'm doing this just to tell you that even if I move out of the camp, it doesn't mean I'll leave. On the contrary, I will continue this unfinished business until the name of the Blue Hair Squad resounds throughout Los Angeles, California, and even America."

Hearing Ma Jie's empty promises, everyone was invigorated. Judging from the implication in his words, was he really planning to become the "King of Trash"?

In fact, let alone California and the United States, you would be financially free if you could monopolize the garbage recycling business in the entire Los Angeles area.

Of course, doing business is only the first step. In Ma Jieke's view, if you can command the masses and control the world's forces in the homeless race, you can become the spiritual leader of everyone.

In a sense, that is equivalent to controlling a huge social force. If you have enough followers, you can even manipulate public opinion and mayoral elections.

Sure enough, encouraged by the gang leader, everyone's disappointment vanished, and they all looked forward to a bright future.

This unusual gathering lasted until late into the night, with everyone drinking a lot and talking a lot.

So much so that when the party ended, Ma Jie mistakenly entered the wrong tent, just as Fiona was undressing inside.

I don't know whether it was intentional or accidental.

This startled her greatly. She quickly pulled out pepper spray from her bag, but after seeing who it was, she covered her chest and put it down.

"Sorry, you've come to the wrong room."

Ma Jie blushed and thought he should leave as soon as possible, but the girl was probably feeling a bit repressed lately and needed to release some tension, so she couldn't help but hug him from behind.

Men, what doesn't like home delivery? The two, fueled by alcohol, embraced and started kissing.

Ah, free America, gunfights every day.

When I woke up the next day, the tent was a mess, but it didn't matter. It was the last shot anyway, so there was no need to clean up the battlefield.

The two understood each other perfectly, knowing that this was just a drunken outburst and wouldn't escalate to anything more than a romantic relationship.

The first thing to do after getting up was to have Fiona contact the landlord and invite everyone to visit the new house.

It took less than half an hour to drive Max's RV from the campsite to a very upscale residential area.

The streets are clean and litter-free, with a high green coverage. Each house is a two-story building with its own entrance and two parking garages.

The few passersby who occasionally walked by were clearly high-income earners.

Most of the men wore casual clothes, such as jeans and polo shirts, while the women were dressed in high-end designer brands. They were neither fat nor thin, and their skin was mainly wheat-colored, probably because they regularly did tanning treatments.

On the lawn in the public area, professional gardeners are pushing mowers to maintain the lawn, and at intervals, there are also basketball courts and tennis courts as supporting facilities.

The closest location to the community center even has a large gym, which you probably need to pay for a membership to get in.

All things considered, while this place can't compare to the wealthy areas, it's definitely a game-changer for people living in the slums.

Sitting in his car, Ma Jie observed the community environment while habitually glancing at the passing trash cans.

The result was fine until I saw the list of collected items, and the sandwich in my hand suddenly lost its appeal.