Stand User in Marvel Universe

“So.... Enjoy your cooperation! ”

“Enjoy your cooperation! ”

Farewell to Edward with a smile on his face, Dior and Will got back on that used Chevrolet and left, and nobody spoke on the way.

It wasn't until we got into downtown New York that Will regained the essence of the rhetoric: "Where are we going? Back to the restaurant or what? ”

Dior silenced for a moment, then lowered his voice slightly: "Go home! ”

Dior's three-member home is also in Chinatown, just two blocks from their little restaurant, and because it's in Manhattan with the infamous' Hell's Kitchen ', security is certainly not good, except Chinatown is downtown at the south end, while' Hell's Kitchen ’is just West Middle City.

Looking back at the memories he had, Dior knew that his British father had come by chance to dine in a restaurant that his mother owned with her family, which he had left behind at first sight.

Then, in order to be able to be together, Daddy Diota gave up his great future and broke up with his family far away in England, willing to stay in the mixed Chinatown of fish dragons and run a small restaurant with Mommy Diotta.

In my memory, Dior's father was a funny and funny gentleman, but there was still British stubbornness and pride in his bones, not to mention the sand in his eyes, so much so that he made a lot of mistakes.

And don't think that in Chinatown, Chinese people are really a big family that loves each other, right?

What can't be done at home, just abroad?

Perhaps it was really mutual help at first to encourage survival in this foreign country, but as Chinatown grew larger, it now encompassed 45 streets with a total area of more than 4 square kilometers, more than 800,000 Chinese lives in the land, and the so-called 'hugging group' has changed its nature.

The gang Lin Li stopped talking, stabbing behind the back and fighting in the nest has become common. Maybe the Chinese who just came here aren't feeling it, but Dior, who inherited his memory of living here for more than 20 years, knows how terrible these 'old folks' are to play with.

Actually, think about why it expands so quickly. It's really not possible not to annex other areas. There are more and more Chinese coming to the United States, and they will rush to find it in the name of Chinatown. Plus, there are a lot of black households here every year. What should we do?

More and more people, Chinese restaurants, convenience stores, competing with each other, who can make how much money?

One of the most real things, when an old man first came to New York, he was going to open a convenience store in Chinatown, and the store opened up, but every day a lot of gangsters came to collect the protection fee, and gave him a second one, and there were at least dozens of well-known gangs in Chinatown, and there were countless small gangs, who could give it?

And it was all a bunch of guys who didn't do anything with the money, and they finally pushed me, and I said, "I paid the XX gang, why did I pay?"

They said you gave money to the XX gang, but you didn't give it to us. That's disdainful, right?

The villagers got angry and didn't give it to them. Then the next day, some gangsters robbed them with guns. Okay, no, let's get it ourselves!

In the end, the shop could not be opened, and the old country returned home in ashes.

This seems like an American security issue, but these ‘old people' in Chinatown are all clear. This is offensive. Someone's behind this. Otherwise, if everyone messed up, Chinatown's business would have collapsed.

Later, a dozen people heard that the little action behind this was the convenience store owner next door. It was said that he and the hometown were returning home, and the flower basket was sent with a smile on the opening day...

So, Chinatown is not as good as people think, there are good people with enthusiasm, and naturally there is no shortage of bad people in the nest. (Old Face tells the truth, there are relatives in the United States, the water is deep, just a reminder to everyone is over.

Just as Dior fell into memory, Will took a left and came down to an old building, where Grandpa Dior's grandfather was said to have lived for the rest of his life. Until today, he didn't know if it was true.

“Up there? ”

“Wait, wait till I finish this cigarette. ”

When the window came down, Dior dumped one on Will, and then lit himself, looking out.

Though the soul in the body was changed, Dior's own memory for more than 20 years was not false and there was no need to distinguish it so clearly, so Dior was rather hesitant at this point.

It's almost time for a cigarette.

“Let's go. ”

Pushing open the door and stepping out the cigarette butt, Dior and Will went upstairs.

During this period, a lot of people greeted Dior, meaning that he felt sorry for him and looked away. As for how many of these people were genuine, how many people were holding on to the lively attitude and pretending to be like this, it was unknown.

Pull out the keys, open the door, there seems to be a gas residue inside, and there's a layer of dust on the ground and a layer of dust on the table that looks extraordinarily broken.

How can such a small nest not recognize the smell of gas and sleep dead?

Not to mention that Dior's parents still run a restaurant and should pay more attention to the hidden dangers in this area.

However, this was merely suspicious and the police had come, but the case was closed with the phrase 'illegally converted gas pipes'.

Without him, Chinatown is just special, because Americans don't usually use gas to fry vegetables. A lot of Chinese people make a lot of jokes when they first come to the United States. For example, frying a vegetable to attract a fire truck is not an exaggerated joke.

In the house, turn around alone and Dior comes out.

“Don't live here anymore? ”

“Well, take a spin and find that the only thing worth taking away is this album, and leave the rest here.” Dior grinned and raised the photo album in his hand, recording three drips of their family over the years, so he was ready to take them away.

Will nodded and asked, "So where are you going to live? Rent a house? I still have land there...”

“Thanks, but I'll be staying at the hotel in the meantime, and I should be ready to open.” Dior immediately rejected Will's suggestion that the place where this guy lived was simply a pig's nest, and from time to time there were gang members running over. Even if he didn't have any cleanliness habits, he didn't despise his gang's best friend, but that's not what happened.

And after he buried his parents, he was going to start making a fortune, and there was nothing wrong with staying in a restaurant for a while.