My Inseparable House Guests

Fang Ze and Stark moved very fast, let alone three jǐngchá, even Pepper on the side didn’t react to what happened, and they had already beaten the three jǐngchá and lay down on the ground. .

And the Indian who came with these three jǐngchá ran and ran. When he saw that several people in Fang Ze dared to fight jǐngchá, they left their companions and ran away again, which made Fang Ze and Stark feel a bit pity.

I want to beat this kid again.

After cleaning up the unscrupulous jǐngchá, President Stark turned his head to look at Pepper with the cynicism and pride of playboy, "Don't worry, it's all right now."

"My God, what did you do?!" Pepper finally realized what Fang Ze and Stark had done at this time. She shouted at Fang Ze and Stark in shock, "You attacked jǐngchá ."

"Yes." Fang Ze and Stark shrugged and said, "Isn't these jǐngchá deserved."

"This is illegal." Pepper took off his hat and covered his forehead to express his unacceptability of the facts before him, and shouted with exhaustion, "Do you know that this is illegal."

There are many Virgins in Europe and America, and it really deserves its reputation.

Fang Ze didn't expect this beautiful American woman to have the attributes of a Virgin.Stark still wanted to explain to the Virgin, Fang Ze directly grabbed him, "We should go, or else the other jǐngchá will come over in a while, we can't run the gun."

"Okay." Stark said to Pepper. "We are going to run away now. Do you want to go together?"

"If I go with you, wouldn't I have committed crimes with you?" Pepper shook his head decisively and said, "I am going to call my private lawyer diànhuà now. You better stay, and I will let my lawyer To defend you."

"Leave it to you." Fang Ze and Stark waved away decisively when they heard Pepper's words.

To be honest, the jǐngchá in India was beaten. As long as no life was caused, Fang Ze really didn't think there would be any serious consequences.

You must know that India is not the current China. There are jiānkòng everywhere. As long as you take a picture of your front face, you basically can't escape.In a chaotic place like India, as long as the crime is not caught on the spot, nothing will happen.What's more, here is the poorer and chaotic Hydepur in the south. The efficiency of jǐngchá's work is definitely quite low.

Fang Ze and Stark ran two blocks away in slippers, then added a rickshaw and asked the driver to take them to a better hotel nearby.

In India, rickshaws, or rickshaws, are still a popular and convenient means of transportation.When he was in Delhi before, Fang Ze basically took taxis when he went out. The reason was not that there were no rickshaws, but because there were taxis in big cities like Delhi.

The caste level of taxi drivers is much higher than that of rickshaws, so foreign tourists such as Fang Ze can only be received by them. Even if you want to find a rickshaw, the taxi driver will use the rickshaw. The coachman ran away.Because these rickshaw drivers are low-caste people, they don't know how to say yīngyǔ, and they can't fight a taxi.

After dozens of minutes passed, Fang Ze and Stark came to the front of a good looking hotel, paid the money, and they walked in.

The fúwù clerk at the front desk of the hotel had a pretty good attitude. Seeing Fang Ze, a foreigner, came in, he immediately asked a few servants to pick up their luggage.

However, Fang Ze refused because he had no luggage. He only gave some money to one of them and asked him to go to the shoe store to help them buy two pairs of leather shoes.

There is no need to open a house in India. This is definitely a good place for young couples, but basically few Indian couples dare to open a house before getting married.It would never break the law to be caught and killed like this.

"Can you pay?" Fang Ze asked at the front desk.

"Yes." The fúwù member at the front desk said as he took out the credit card machine and signaled Fang Ze to swipe the card.

But Fang Ze froze the moment he opened his wallet and prepared to take it out.

Gone.

"What's the matter?" The fúwù clerk at the front desk asked when seeing Fang Ze not taking it out.

"It's nothing, I'll pay with xiànjīn." Fang Ze took out his little xiànjīn and paid the two people's rent for one day.

Since Old Immortal Modi scrapped India's big bills across the board, the amount of xiànjīn that foreigners who come to India can use every time they go out has become very small.

After all, under the same thickness, there must be more xiànjīn that can be carried with large bills, and it took just two days for Fang Ze to pack the money, and it was almost used up.

Taking the key, Fang Ze and Stark walked upstairs.

"The outside looks good here, but the inside is not so good." Stark said to Fang Ze as he walked. "The carpet in the hallway felt like it took ten thousand years."

"It's estimated that it's worse inside." Fang Ze predicted a little bit, and when the two opened the door with the key, they realized that the accommodation environment inside was almost one hundred and eight thousand different from the appearance of this hotel.

The standard parts of the two were so small as to be a single room, and the dazzling stains on the bed were shown generously without any sense of shame.

Fang Ze walked over and touched it, and suddenly felt that his hands became greasy.

"I hope we can switch to another hotel." Stark looked at the open toilet that looked like a toilet from the Resident Evil series, and immediately said to Fang Ze, "It doesn't seem to be able to sleep. local."

"The problem is that we don't have money to change hotels now." Fang Ze said, rubbing his brows, "I lost it."

"Isn't it always in your wallet? You haven't lost your wallet. How did you lose it."

"When I was on the train before, I put it in my underwear pocket to prevent it from losing my wallet."

"and then?"

"Then I should have lost it during the previous fight." Fang Ze said, covering his face, "We only have less than three thousand rupees to use now, and we probably won't find a place to sleep the next night."

"I haven't had good luck in this fucking India." Stark glanced at his slippery feet, turned around and kicked it on the bedside table.

"It hurts." Stark hugged and jumped up.

"I call my friend a diànhuà with my mobile phone and see if he can do anything." Fang Ze reached into his pocket and took the mobile phone as he said.

"Wait, my phone is."

"Lost." Stark replied for Fangze.

"When I came out of the Internet cafe, I was still holding my mobile phone, either I lost it while calling jǐngchá, or I slid out while riding a rickshaw."

Fang Ze sat on the bed blankly, "Why should I come to this place in India."

"I don't know." Stark leaned against the wall, and the two stared blankly.

No matter how bad luck is, life will always go on.

Because of the loss of both mobile phone money, Fang Ze and Stark's temporary task has changed from finding a reliable computer to find out where Fan Jing sent the email to how to get the money to survive in this unexpected India. .

In the morning, the two returned to the Internet cafe where they fought yesterday. They found that the Internet cafe had been blocked and there was a jǐngchá handle at the door. They did not know why the Indian police had put up such a big battle.The two naturally didn't dare to go there, so they had to find the rickshaw driver who was pulling them again, but as a country with a large population, the population density of India is quite acceptable, and the two did not find it.

When they returned to the hotel in the evening with a tired pace, the two of them no longer had any fussy capital, and casually ordered two cheap meals and ate in a hurry.

"Why do they look at me so weird?" Because this is the south of India, they don't use utensils for eating, and the two of them can only eat with their hands all kinds of things that look like a mess.Stark was eating curry rice that was not very tasty, and saw people around him looking at him with strange eyes, so he asked, "Is there a flower on my face?"

"You have no flowers on your face. They look at you because you eat with your left hand."

"What's wrong with eating with your left hand?" Stark was a little puzzled. "People here wipe their ass with their left hands. I don't have to."

"Indians don't use their left hand to eat, not because they wipe their ass with their left hand, but because their left hand is unclean in their religious beliefs, so they wipe their ass with their left hand and eat with their right hand."

Fang Ze finished the meal, took a tissue with his left hand and began to wipe his right hand, "In other words, in their eyes, even if you wipe your buttocks with your right hand and then eat, it is clean. But eating with your left hand is equivalent to In the eyes of normal people, eat after wiping their buttocks."

"It was nothing that made you say so disgusting." Stark glared at Fang Ze, then took out a tissue and wiped it halfway there was no paper, he just pulled the free newspaper on the table to use.

"Wait." Fang Ze stopped Stark, then took the paper over.

"Why? Don't let me wipe my hands?"

"No." Fang Ze took the newspaper in his hand and carefully read the contents in the cracks.

"There is a decent and wealthy Indian nearby who is looking for a responsible teacher for his daughter who is very fluent in Hindi and yīngyǔ." Fang Ze said to Stark, waving the newspaper, "and It also includes food and housing."

"You really plan to work here to earn money."

"Of course not. I don't want to stay here for too long." Fang Ze said to Stark. "The point is to include food and housing, and he is also a wealthy Indian businessman who can afford a very good salary. You know this means What?"

"Meaning that we can first ask for a payment to find someone?" Stark has also become a bit silly recently.

"This means that we can find a working computer."